Sunday, August 9, 2009
Sending off a good friend
wearing a black top, bringing myself to go to the place where I am not suppose to attend, mandai crematorium.
The environment is intense, grieve, sadness, all kind of words that you can describe in that place. All of us are waiting for him to arrive, for us to send him to his final journey.
The moment he raised, all his friends and family members, relatives, burst out crying, hoping this is not true, it is just a nightmare that everyone has. But... a hope is still a hope, we can't change the fact.
Before his sending off, we took a tour to look at him for the last time, seeing his pale face with those stitches on his face, cause my heart pain. And telling myself, this shouldn't be the case, this is not he suppose to end up in. Even until now, I or we, still can't believe this happening.
Even after their death, the public still scolding them for their stupidity. But why! who are they to judge their cause of death? are they GOD?! NO! No one can judge!
