Life's Memoirs

Ahhhh, where shall I begin?

Really, it shouldn't have been up there anyway...

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Words spun of anger often end in regret.
You think you mean it, but really, you don't.
It's just the hurt talking, trying to inflict itself back.

Every now and then one must retreat from the behemoths of society into pensive solitude to re-evaluate life’s direction. For the month of October, that’s exactly where I’ve been, out of sight, off-contact for most part save the occasional weekend outing, in search of my self-identity and meaning in existence, as well as a means out of my unending down-in-the-dumps feeling. The time well spent also helped me to come to terms with my grandma’s impending death and find peace knowing she’s destined for a better place.


What have I achieved? I have rebuilt my self-esteem, waning in the face of a once meaningless daily drudgery, through being more proactive in engaging life and people around me. In my month of ponderation (is there even such a word lol), I reached out to embrace trust, openness and to live more carefree. Worries and risk-adversity? Things of the past. Now I am enlightened enough to seek a chuckle in everyday living. Here's one for today - lol :)

Inevitable is the path of certain events, much like the orbits of stars high above. For many who try to rein in what is set to occur, more often than not they end up realising one of two things. One, the outcome is worse than what should have been. Two, the effort just does not justify the ends.

What am I talking about, you may wonder? Loss. That is what I’m talking about; the loss of close friends and the loss of loved ones, to be more specific.

How ironic it is that in the month of September 11th I am faced with the true understanding of this word loss. Where shall we begin then? Let’s start off with Elden’s leaving.

The whole of this afternoon I set off on a pilgrimage to find a mc of 3 days in order that I may be there by his side as his waves goodbye to this place of many memories. Yet, I was unable to do so. Sadly, it is at times like this where my inability to lie (convincingly) is a bane to my soul.

And so, with a heavy heart, I made a call to him to tell him the bad news. I’m so glad he is so understanding. As he wished me to take care and uttered the word “Goodbye”, I couldn’t restrain the tears from welling up in my glands and I wished him the same in his endeavours and uttered that very same word. Embodied within that word was the beautiful friendship we shared over the last 3 years, its very essence held the nostalgic memories we shared, both good and bad. Well, hardly bad, for he was such a great friend. Yet embodied within that word was also the regretful revelation that life in the future would be spent without him. The past and the future, that was the significance of the word so difficult to say in this present.

I must say that in our last celebration, Elden said something that really resonated with me and helped me to accept our parting. “Too often people focus on the goodbyes, never remembering the in-betweens”. How true, how true. We have had such wonderful in-betweens in our 3 years of friendship, and now that you are leaving, I really want to remember these, not only our last parting days, important as they may be.

Last night was epic Elden, for me to describe the ineffable in words would put it to shame. Enough it is to know that it is safely burned into the very core of my memories so that I will never forget. Perhaps it was the poignancy of your departure that accentuated it. Whatever. It was awesome, that’s all there is to recall.

Accentuate. This was one of my favourite words, and I remember that you once told me one of your favourite words was obfuscate. Such are simple yet vital memories that shall remain embedded within my heart, awaiting to be awakened when we one day reunion.

Enjoy your great life ahead, and take care, Elden.

The loss of loved ones, this is a phenomenon not unfamiliar to most of us. When our loved ones leave this world, we tend to set the memory of them upon pedestals, remembering how great they were walking upon this earth. Yet it is the process of losing them that is hard to come to terms with.

My grandma was a great woman, and one day when she leaves me, I will recall her as someone noble not just because I refuse to acknowledge her flaws, but rather because I honestly see no flaws in her. It is just so heartbreaking to see so wonderful a person dying, more so if you’re unable to even tell her she’s dying out of compassion.

She was the pillar of my strength, upholding me in times of great tribulation. I recall my first recollection of understanding parental love from her, not from my parents, ironically. This is because she was the one who looked after me and my sister when we were young, taking us around to play while our parents went to work, so naturally, I loved her as my closest kin first before eventually, I realised how great my parents are, imperfect as they may be (this is a topic for another time, perhaps). All the childish endeavours of my sister and me were mostly overseen by her, and hence to us, she was a symbol of parental love.

As I grew older, entering into my secondary school days, my angst grew and I had a lot of conflict with my parents, mostly over the issue of my lack of independence. They were so restrictive, suppressing my individuality as it strove to blossom, and maybe this is why today I am still discovering much about myself I never knew existed. But thru this period, my grandma was a place of solace I could always turn to, to remind myself the feeling of parental love. Without her, I am very sure that today there would be a cold void within my soul filled with bitterness and hatred unresolved.

Born into a family of poverty, the freedom of choice was yanked away from her since young. She did not have a say in not receiving an education. When it came to marriage, she did not have a say in marrying a gambler as pre-arranged by her father. He, my grandfather, would live to bring nightmares to my family. Thus, my grandma became the sole breadwinner of 3 sons and a stepson.

And easy it was not. Barely eeking out a living, it is amazing how she eventually saw my father and uncle to their university education. This from a woman who at times did not have enough to eat but still gave her share to her sons. This from a woman who did hard labour for money, who was nearly crushed to death once. This from a woman who carried my father kilometres on her back to see a doctor when he fell seriously ill. Why do I think she’s so noble? Well, for one her steel will to see her offspring succeed separates her from others. Her maternal love did the rest.

Who my dad and uncle are today would not have come to past if not for my grandma. So perhaps you can perhaps catch a glimmer of why I feel such pain when I see the illuminating luminous of her life flickering in the distance, about to be extinguished. She deserves so much more for all she has done. What she definitely doesn’t deserve is such a tragic end to an already harsh life. Cancer is not something that is peaceful to die from, I really do not know how I will bear to stand by her side as she eventually breathes her last. I have cried in secret so much over the past 2 days. How do I face the inevitable?

I really do not know.

~ Struck by the sudden news, I am totally lost ~

1. Reference to post Phenonmenon@Starbucks, free entry. Rmb I told u about how it's such a coincidence that the girl I was talking about lived in Serangoon Gardens? Well, guess what! Like just 2 days later, I find that one of my section mates (my bed buddy to be exact) lives there too! LOL I couldnt believe it when I heard it, I mean, what are the odds man...


2. Ryan is a pretty insane driver. Note to self: Rmb to pray hard when in his car the next time.

3. I seem to be shunning the world this weekend. Dunno why I dun feel like going on facebook or msn. Hm...must be too exhausted from the past 2 wks.

4. I've got a lot of things to settle 2mrw. Good thing I have off on Monday. Must rmb not to laze anymore.

5. I'm going to get a great breakfast 2mrw morning. Have been lusting after one for the past 2 wks. Gotta satisfy my random cravings sometimes ;)

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