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hello peeps, nearly been a month since i updated ya. not that im lazy, jus that theres really nothing of significance for me to blog abt. as always, life is good and hopefully its the same case for everybody i know.
anyhow, i resolved myself to blog today becos i know if i dun, wad im going to discuss will be jus another topic that i'll conveniently forget.
i dunnoe how much im suppose or not suppose to disclose. but i believe some u guys have heard of this guy committing sucide ytd morning after being bailed out by his father for drink driving. well, he happened to be a staff in my camp and although i dunnoe him personally or even rmb how he looks like, it jus shocked me lar. i believe everybody would be shocked lar, considering the magnitude of this thing. but wad i find shocking is not the fact that he was even joking with 1 of my frens on fri evening nor the fact that he has always been a happy go lucky guy from wad i hear, and everything given to him would definitely be 'ok; no prob and can settle'. (even pple like me have their problems lar). its the fact that everybody in camp jus carried on working like nothing ever happened that i find 'surreal'. i guess surreal would be appropriate ba.
the very least, he's a regular and therefore i would expect the regulars to at least be u know, kinda 'down' but well, everything jus continued as per normal. definitely there would be small talks among frens speculating abt wad exactly happened and why he did it. but other than that, pple jus carried on working; trainees continued to have lessons and drills were still being carried out.
den i suddenly remembered a chapter in this book called 'tuesday with morrie'. it recalled how this man called morrie discovered he had a terminal disease and when he left his doctor's office, he realised that everybody jus carried on with their lives. he was obviously devastated and when he left the doctor's office, he expected pple's life to stop and sympathize with his plight or even pity him but there was none of these. errands were still being ran, and the NYSE is still moving.
wad im trying to put across is that even though, out there somewhere, somebody is trying to cope with their own hardship, elsewhere, life jus carries on as if nothing happened. is a human life really that insignificant? i have always believed that everybody is useful in someways unbeknownst to themselves or others, but when a life gets taken away is it really that impossible for others to care or even note unless that person happens to be someone of great importance. no doubt, 99.99% of us wouldnt even bade an eyelid when someone dies unless we know that person personally and its human nature for us to react that way. well, i guess this point will nv have a clear stand no matter how hard i ponder since everybody has a different view with regards to this issue.
den wad abt the frens and relatives of the deceased? whos going to help them cope with the loss and how are they going to move on with their lives?
recently, josh had a fren who passed away in an accident and he's been rather traumatized by it. sharon and saf keeps telling him to get over it and we all know he has to. but it really isnt that easy ya, especially if its somebody u know. for us outsiders, its very easy for us to say get over it, nothing can be done cos we are looking at it from a outside view, and we understand that there are still work to be done, and i know josh understands that too, but wad abt the family of his fren? can they really move on?
if the above happened to me and i dropped dead all of a sudden (touchwood), i believe it wouldnt be that easy for my family and frens to jus move on, there are memories of that me that pple will suddenly remember and the more these memories come back, the sadder one would become even though we can nv abandon or even leave behind these memories. personally, i would be ultimately pissed if u told me to get over the death of somebody i know (touchwood). i have already lost somebody i know, and i wan to cherish wadever memories that i can remember. having somebody tell me to get over it is like rubbing salt into my wounds. i know its all out of consolation to ask somebody to move on, but wouldnt everybody wan to cling onto jus that last bit of the dead that they can find? even if its jus a memory that happened maybe 10yrs ago?
ultimately, i know we have to move on and that life has to carry on, but the least we can do is spare the family and frens of the deceased some time alone for them to gather their thoughts and pack up their 'spare baggage'. at the end of the day, i believe that they will find that little place in their heart to keep the deceased and all the fond memories while mustering the ability to carry on with their lives.
ok, i have blabbered on and on. i believe when i look back at this post, i probably wouldnt be able to understand half of wad i have typed and neither would i expect u guys who are reading it to understand. well, we'll jus leave it like that ba.
Cheerios =) no, im not depressed in any way although this post seems to indicate so.
