Death is imminent.
Michael Jackson dies. My father adores his music, i adore his music, and he dies, yesterday of heart complication or sort.
Weinie's grandfather died. i feel sick. i'm not a people person and i do not know how to confront whatsoever, what am i supposed to do? Seeing her sitting in front of me, inches away and deep down i know she's devastated. She's sad. She's sick. She's not okay. What was i supposed to do? i'm totally useless and i didn't even offer her any condolences, acting as if i don't care, oblivious and completely heartless.
i made a couple of phone calls to the people i love and care for. i just want to make sure that everyone's all right. it's aching. i felt my eyes wet and my heart sank. I have around less than a month away before i could get back home, to the place where i belong. i miss every single thing back home and with only the faintest memories i carried with me all this while, i manage to survive my challenging life here.
Michael Jackson's songs keep on being played on the radio. it brought me back to the good old times, travelling with my father and listened to MJ of all his masterpieces. it was truly a shocking news for me. At some point, i felt like i has lost my contact with another world. All i do is about taking care of myself, not knowing what's happening around. i didn't even realise that the outbreak of H1N1 was so severe and tremendous at the capital. i hope Aunt could take good care of herself and her family.
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