While I was studying for my 3rd paper, I received a phone call from Baby at 2 May 2010, 2.31am. And, I knew that it was something not right. When I picked up the phone, all I could hear was his cries. His father left him and his family...
At that moment, my mind went blank and I could not think of anything to console him. Crying is the only best way to express his sadness, so I did not stop him from crying. I still could not believe that he passed away, and I thought that I was dreaming. Until I went to his wake after my last paper yesterday, and it was not a dream. My heart sank deeper and deeper when I walked towards the place. Maybe it made me think of my ah-gong...
Before I left the funeral, I asked Baby to accompany to see his father for the last time. Initially, I was really shocked because of his look, maybe it was my first time to see. I realized that no matter how handsome or pretty we are when we are alive, all of us will look the same when we die.
After this incident, I feel that we must really treasure the people around us because we do not know what will happen tomorrow... When something really happens, it might be too late...
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