The Passing of a Friend
My friend Wei Loon collapsed during a run last Sunday; he never recovered from it. He was pronounced dead the same night.
I attended his wake this evening. It was surreal, like a deja vu; as I looked at his picture at the wake, then at him lying in the coffin, motionless. I could still remember the last time we met, we were talking about his latest 3G phone. He was so young, there must have been so much things he wanted to achieve. I wondered if he knew that all his friends were there at his wake. I wondered if he felt his body lying there. I wondered what goes on after life, or was that the end.
Life is short, it is unpredictable. Life has once again proven how vulnerable we are, yet at the same time, we think the world of ourselves. As years passed, I have encountered many experiences that highlights how little we are capable of, how limited we can achieve, despite how hard we tried sometimes.
Yet ironically, God gave us something that kept us going on. A hope? For what? But then, if we just give in, what do we make of the years before our turn to lie there motionless? So, many of us must have question at one point or another; what is the meaning of this life?
Wei Loon, rest in peace. I wish you happiness and peace, wherever you are.