sometimes we just forget that one of the closest thing to us is death. it lingers around us; all the time. and so it is, wen it strikes the ones around us, or the people related to the people around us, it just hurts a lil bit weirdly. the sadness is just too heavy no matter how we're not close to the ones who passed away. in a weird way. heavily, it drags everything down..even a tiny bit sound will suddenly be amplified, so u dare not make any. time suddenly ticks more slowly then before. everything suddenly put on slow motion.
but it is how it is. as we grow older, we will get to know this dear old friend 'death' better and better.
it comes to our loved ones.
be honest, at times, you do feel that your mom--calling you in a high pitched tone and nagging u around--annoys you. but when the time comes, you do wish she nags more and more...just so that u could hear her voice...
pause
and then the others will go to..
until it comes to us.
but i say death is a weird hurting coz, in a weird way, every face suddenly contains some degree of love & yearning. u long to hug everyone (that u can), pat a shoulder, hold hands, and just pause a bit..life just gets more meaningful....
i wish i could put here a recording of my mom's voice saying in a matter-of-factly tone "what are you afraid of? why are you afraid?" she can elaborate this and relate it to any issue that i share with her. but when it comes to death, she'll say, its just another phase--coming back to your Maker.
Al-Fatihah buat Ayahanda kepada Intan, semoga roh nya berada di kalangan orang yang beriman.