Monday, 31st Aug 2009
I had a hard time figuring out what the wake was. Then wikipedia helped me.
I was planning to go there on Tuesday, but Jaspie was at school today and it was just nice that we can go there from school together. So there I was. :)
I have time and time again said I hate farewells. This is particularly the worst one. :x
When I got there, Jo was saying prayers, so I was chatting with TY, Jaspie and Jackie. Later when Jaspie saw Aunty, he broke into tears. I have only seen her for the first time at Jo’s 20th Birthday. So, I did not have memories to be nostalgic of. I stood there and made my best wish for her to go to the Paradise peacefully.
Nothing did strike me more than when Jo started speaking to her mom; she didn’t have a chance to talk to her before she’s gone. :( Nothing’s worse than when you have a lot to say and are unable to!
That made me started a stream of thoughts in my mind along the way. I kept pondering on the train; before I noticed, some tears started in my eyes. :x
Many a times, we just take for granted the love from the ones who love us. When life becomes too busy, their love and concern would sometimes become minor or even major annoyances for us (I’m guilty of that :x). Before we could take a break from our busy life to appreciate their love and to tell them we love them too, they could be gone and would never come back. Then we are left with so many words we “haven’t had time and energy” to say to them.
Many a times, we just couldn’t forgive people for some scores only to realize, when they are gone, that the scores, hatred and revenge are just nothing and life would have been better if we had forgiven earlier.
Yeah. I was thinking of the four—D, M, S, S—people I love so dearly (the order doesn’t matter) and the people who love me—at least there are three—so much too (and the people who hate me too of course).
I have been, at Buddhist teachings, reminded time and time again that it could be me leaving the next moment: who guarantees that I (or someone I love) would wake up after I (or they) go to bed tonight? Nothing has made me realize it better than this has. It reminds me again of a strange dream where I was consciously leaving the people behind, drifting away from the Earth forever to never get a chance to return; I was filled with so many words to those who love me—at least I wanted to let them know that I love them and appreciate their love too although I was too busy to tell them—and to those who I love—I wanted to let them know that I would still continue to love them and be wishing my best for them no matter what happens and no matter what they say to me ‘coz they were annoyed or agitated.
I have been so busy pursuing my dreams. But, what if they leave or what if I leave before my dreams are realized? Am I gonna be left with words I would rather later wish I had time to tell them? Last week, dad fell off in the bathroom and hit his head against the wall. Lucky that he didn’t get an internal head injury. Last year or two years ago, he almost got stroke and thanks to Htet Khine’s dad who came down at the very night, he was quite relieved. Now that I’m writing about them, I’m glad they were not the last defining moments. But, who would have guessed what the last defining moments of our life will be? Am I gonna be too late before I realize that too?
Well…great. I’m not even writing coherently now. :x It’s 330am now and I’m still wide awake with thoughts. [Oh ya…I hope I could get a replacement for my duty on Wed.]
Anyway, I’m glad to have seen that Jo was strong…stronger than I thought she would be at this time of her life! Stay strong dear! :) I know it’s gonna take some time to get used to the new situations and I believe you and your dad can do that! Your mom will be glad seeing that you could continue to move on your life. :) Though she is no longer physically near you, her blessings and her love will linger around you forever, wishing you all the best and taking care of you along your life. Love never dies…not in any form.
PS: I reserve the :( icon for the moments where I’m really really sad. I normally only use :x or :-s icons for when I’m sorry.










