Saturday, May 7

1 entry.

a million things happened. within a few days. felt as if the world is going the other way round and my mind is in a swirl.

first, the official start of my attachment.
second, dad going overseas.
third, the death of Dr Wee kim wee.
forth, the coming mother's day.
fifth, sjab gathering.
sixth, YP's bday.
seven, my grandma's death anniversary.
eight, feeling unwell.

5 days the nation spent, saying goodbye to the pple's president of s'pore. 2 days later, we'll be celebrating the much awaited day for mothers. this is the best example that life can be. showing that no matter what happens, life has to go on. regardless of the grief, the pain, the sorrow and the misery, time stop for noone. even a much loved, much respected man.

his death brought about memories. memories of my grandma's death on mother's day on my first high school year. memories of her not able to see the millennium. memories of how much she resembles the late Dr Wee. loved and respected, kind and caring, patient and generous... feelings that u know are like ripping a wound before it heals. stories like this, will never be a legend.. at least to me.

was reading the papers and wondering. why am i not able to meet this wonderful man in the past? frankly speaking, i have the vaguest memory of him. i barely remembering him being a president, doing what the papers claimed that he did. but i just believe. that what they said is true. many head of states are being respected. but not many are loved by the people. that's true. so true. to touch the life of one is difficult enough. to touch the lives of thousands and thousands. it's barely possible. but he showed, that miracles happen.

and where can you find someone who can send you 600 letters in ur lifetime? who is able to rank and remember ur 10 favourite songs? someone who is able to sustain love for 69 years? in this lifetime, the pple of s'pore is fortunate. we witnessed magic. and fantasies that come true.

when i'm gone, if i'm able to touch the lives of 5 pple, i'm contented. if 10 strangers attend my wake, it's good enough. so i'm asking myself. is it only when you're gone for good, den pple start remembering all that you've done? start appreciating what you did, start acknowledging your contribution for their change for the better? and is that the only time when pple really forgive what they can never forget when u're still alive and kicking? is that really the time when grudges are gone with the wind like ash?

reading about great things by great man. what good can that be? it's like reading about how someone broke the world record in olympics. we cant fully understand what goes behind the scenes.. we see the glam and glory. only.

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