Tuesday, September 22, 2009

random thoughts

"mei, i've got a bad news to tell you"

it was 12.45 pm, when i was boarding the intercity train. my heart pounded at a faster rate hearing such words escaping from my mum's mouth and expressed in such a gravely tone. oh, God! i hope it has nothing to do with the family.

***

"uncle C just passed away this morning."
mouth gaped open, unable to register.
"who, u said?"
"uncle C. we are on our way to malacca now."
i was shocked. i couldn't imagine aunt C, cousin j and y's feelings.

***

on his last day, uncle C was excited about making a trip back to perak for a gathering and a celebration. he bought lots of malacca products-biscuits and noodles.

in his last 30 minutes, he chatted over the phone, happily, discussing about where we are going for dinner.

on his last minute, he was lying on his bed. perhaps, he never knew that his wife was frantically calling his name and shaking his arms, or how he was sent to the hospital.

in the wee hours of saturday, he was free from all the heavy medications and his pains.

***

suddenly, i felt that life is extremely short and unpredictable. not that i am not aware of the fact, but just that, i've never really feel it this deeply before. the termination in the human world could be that sudden. death is part of the life cycle, inevitable but it still feels as if it's a taboo word in my vocabulary.

suddenly, i feel like hugging my parents. i felt thankful that my family are still here. i can still hear their voices- sis's frantic voice, my parents' nagging, read those rude (at times, haha) smses from my brother and feeling their warmth. i think i should gather with my family more often. one never know when things'll start changing.

what if one day, i met with an accident or i died in my sleep, will i be regretful, that i've not live my life to the fullest, done anything meaningful and had not a single accomplishment? gosh! i gotta start now!

sometimes, i wonder how would a person feel when he discover that he is semi-transparent (let's assume souls are transparent like the movie makers do), floats instead of walking, and when he's starring at his own body like those near-death-experiencers claimed to have experienced. hmm, perhaps to the deceased, death is a new beginning for them.

being able to wake up every morning, to the chirps of the birds, the cock-a-doodles, to the buzzzzzz of the alarm clock and knowing that the person dearest to you are still with you is really wonderful.

i shall wake up everyday feeling grateful.


Saturday, September 19, 2009

sentimentalist's silent night

it's so quiet that you can even hear the alarm clock's arm moving and ticking, the sound of the swishing fan, the sound of a pin drop and you will notice even the tiniest rustle of the bin bag at the corridor as the cat digs in for food. the silence of the night is occasionally broken by fire-crackers exploding in the dark and starless sky.

it's a still and breezy night.

here i am,randomly typing (and also continuously backspacing) while looking out into the darkness of the night, lighten up by pin-pricks of lights. everything seems slow today, as if time has frozen. as if, the whole residential college is owned by me, only me. a few days before, laughter and the sound of slippers slapping on the floor could be heard from every dimension. today, i miss the music that blasted off yee ling's speakers.

it's indeed a quiet night.

i walked down the corridor of level 3 earlier, hoping to hear and detect signs of civilisation, well, accept for the cat. to my un-surprise, my room is the only one that displays excessive usage of electricity (powering my laptop, charging cellphone, boiling water for milo and charging my mp3 simultaneously).

it's weird. on such a quiet environment, i am still energetic. unable to sleep. i was totally indulging in the music enchoing through my new sonic gear earphones. i once complained that it's not superb enough to deliver the kind of sound quality i wish to hear. but today, in the complete quietness, it works amazingly, the bass lines are clear and the sound does not sound as if it is spreading randomly. my recommendations: the best genres to listen to with good speakers and earphones on such a breezy night-jazz, chillout and bossa novas, over a cup of hot and steaming coffee or probably a bottle of wine, nibbling on cheese crackers.

such night is to be indulged.

not entirely bored. partially delightful.

quiet is gold.

happy holiday, folks!