It's my paternal grandfather's. I got the news after work yesterday at about 1.30am, more like when I checked my phone, and my mom message me, telling me my grandfather has passed away. I was at shocked.
How can life be taken away just like that?
Just last month, my cousins, mom, dad told me, my grandfather is alright , only have to do kidney dialysis. Its not that I am blaming them, I am just wondering, why is life so fragile ?
I heard that he passed away without anyone around him - except his personal nurse.
I should have listened his pleas for me to come back (in my dream, can you believe that?!)..I told him to wait for me, but I guess he physically can't anymore. I know he would if his body allow him to.
So the last time I saw him was early this year. Him asking me how long does he have to wait for me, and I said 1 year.
Sorry grandpa - the only thing I can say.
At the very least, I fought for my ticket back home. My dad didn't want me to go back home because he said that the ticket is going to be very expensive. Come on, RM5-6k for a once in a lifetime thing, is that even comparable? I don't want to live on, regretting this for the rest of my life.
Okay fine, since its expensive, I told them that I'll use my own money to buy my ticket first. The money I've saved.
Just 1 year ago, December 12 2009 at 4.30pm, my maternal grandmother passed away. I was there when she breathe her last breath. It was a painful, VERY PAINFUL experience. Seeing your loved ones dying/suffering but you can't do anything to save her, and can only watch.
Hence I cried like hell. When you look at them lifeless...your tears will just roll.
I am closer to my this grandfather. We live next to each other since the day I remember living. He jokes around with me once in a while. I take newspaper for him. Massage him. He buy mass ice creams and durians for me + other grandchildren. When he wins money from the casino = I win money too - those were the days.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Rest In Peace 阿公.
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