It’s been long
since I wrote anything in my blog. Never could find the time to do it. Well a
friend passed away few weeks back. I knew him from school days, same primary
school and same secondary school. The news came as a shock to everyone.
I didn't keep in touch with him for a long time. I wasn't in contact with him at all until Deepavali 2009, where I met him again after 7 or 8 years. We took down each other’s contact. But as I was staying away from everyone, whenever he would call, I would decide to ignore. Time passed and suddenly after two years I get a phone call saying that he had passed away.
He was going back home after spending time with his friends until early morning. Motorcycle went out of control and he was badly injured leading to his death. Me and my friends went down to his house in Ipoh that day itself, reaching there around 10pm. It was a hard feeling to see him resting peacefully in his coffin. Mother was crying. I had no words to console her. I was never good at situations involving intense emotions. What do you say at times like this? All I could do was keep silence. Passed whatever cash we collected to his father and we were off. We chilled for a while before heading back to Taiping and KL respectively.
My friend's death got me thinking. I am staying away from most of my friends. Not even remembering when was the last time I spoke to them. These are friends who have done so much for me. I was engulfed by an impending feeling that it might be too late when I decide to contact my friends. But my inferiority complex still keeps me away from them. When will this internal battle end? I miss my friends a lot. I feel like I am being torn apart from the inside not being able to do anything about it.
I didn't keep in touch with him for a long time. I wasn't in contact with him at all until Deepavali 2009, where I met him again after 7 or 8 years. We took down each other’s contact. But as I was staying away from everyone, whenever he would call, I would decide to ignore. Time passed and suddenly after two years I get a phone call saying that he had passed away.
He was going back home after spending time with his friends until early morning. Motorcycle went out of control and he was badly injured leading to his death. Me and my friends went down to his house in Ipoh that day itself, reaching there around 10pm. It was a hard feeling to see him resting peacefully in his coffin. Mother was crying. I had no words to console her. I was never good at situations involving intense emotions. What do you say at times like this? All I could do was keep silence. Passed whatever cash we collected to his father and we were off. We chilled for a while before heading back to Taiping and KL respectively.
My friend's death got me thinking. I am staying away from most of my friends. Not even remembering when was the last time I spoke to them. These are friends who have done so much for me. I was engulfed by an impending feeling that it might be too late when I decide to contact my friends. But my inferiority complex still keeps me away from them. When will this internal battle end? I miss my friends a lot. I feel like I am being torn apart from the inside not being able to do anything about it.
We shall wait then..thats what good friends do for better friends :-)
ReplyDeleteIm glad im seeing some signs of recovery now
Thank you so much. It was friends who took me to the route of recovery to begin with and I will try my very best to stay on this route. Maybe because I know friends won't let me quit.
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