“Just like the butterfly,
I too
will awaken in my own time.”

Deborah Chaskin

Sunday, September 20, 2009
death

i didn't expect to see so many deaths in my life. probably not the people closest to me, but the people whom i had seen from young till now. so people, just disappeared from this world, without me knowing. like dust.

what is a human life exactly?

does it disappear that fast? without me knowing?

the topic of death keep dropping in and out of my mind this year. probably when i start to learn that life is not to be taken granted. because i realised my parents aren't young. because our pet fish seemd to be dying very soon at that moment. because of jaclyn's leaving. because i saw on tv that people once i thought would never die that soon died so suddenly. i had concluded.

life is fragile. life cannot be taken for granted. life can disappear very suddenly, fly off like powder in my hands when i had once thought that i had it in my control.

suicides happen though there are people fighting to live. people had tried fighting to live yet unable to do so. why should you give this chance up when people could not have such privilege? it is a stupid choice. i vow i shall never do that. death leave people crying.

red eyes. sadness. and pain.

never ever do that.

you thought that dying is an act of bravery? you are wrong. the true courage comes when you face life. when you learn to move on and live on. seeking for death is an act of escapism. you are escaping from problems in life. leaving behind the problems to your loved ones.

death. hurts.

as for those who take other people's life for granted and say it in the name for the greater good, what greater good does it bring, when people are crying out in sorrow and pain? what greater good does it bring? it does not. blinded as they are by their 'greater good', they are lost in that world and oblivious to the others.

they cannot see. they cannot hear. they cannot feel.

the pain, the sorrow, the hurt and the warm rolling tears that fall from the eyes and cheeks of the victims and their loved ones.

the eyes that once filled with hope will be gone.

what comes after hurt and sorrow would usually be hate and anger.

the cycle goes on.

what greater good can they bring then? with the cycle of hate going on and on infinitely?

never take life for granted, whether is it yours or others. treasure it.

a life. a seed that blooms. a seed of hope.

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