Good news
I got myself a new pair of specs earlier this afternoon. A youthful orange-white pair, with super-thin, UV-coated lenses for my ultra-myopic eyes. This shd be the most flashy, colorful pair I've ever had till now. Originally, I wanted a green-white-black combo. Too bad, the latter's shape doesn't fit my face. I am now S$360 poorer. It's sandwich days ahead.
Bad, Sad news
The phone call came in late afternoon. That terrible, familiar feeling is back. Uncle is in ICU again, this time with a tube inserted through nose to help him breathe.. and blood dialysis through his legs.. That same, old, dead feeling of dread mixed with helplessness is churning inside me again. 2 yrs ago, grandma. 1 yr ago mama and grandpa. I have a feeling...
Sometimes I wonder why the heavens made me the sentimental, family-centred person that I am; why give me relatives who love me much (and whom I love dearly in return) and then take them away; why bless them with good fortune yet bestow them with ill health; why make our paths cross yet prematurely end.. WHY MUST PAIN ALWAYS FOLLOW LOVE? The irony of life. A game? A joke? To surrender? Or to fight? (The same, old familiar questions, aren't they?)
In another 30 yrs time, I'm perhaps going to cause my younger loved ones the same agony. What a load of unavoidable shit.
1 comment:
Death follows life. This is part of the ecology. Sunnytears, be glad u r blessed with love which sadly is followed by pain. Some pple do not have the chance to experience it. Think of those orphans in Kollegal. To surrendar or to fight on is entirely your choice. What I suggest is u live everyday as thou it's your last & u wont regret. Cry if u want to... no need to put up a strong front. Hopefully it makes u feel better
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