SHAGGED.
have been cranky these days,
dont seem to be able to take jokes and tolerate like before,
and i seem to be losing myself.
some say it's too much maths,
but i think it's too much happenings around me.
wed's holiday were spent with my family instead of the books,
and daddy, mummy and i accompanied granny to visit her old friend.
here's the situation:
her husband is sick.
cancer at different areas,
and his legs were swollen. with water.
i think they call it retention or something.
not quite sure what the english term is.
even though illness-stricken,
he wasnt oblivious to things happening around him.
he knew what people around him were talking about,
he still had his clear mind and thoughts.
auntie was catching up with granny,
while uncle was sitting at the dining table,
rather far from the living room.
we were talking happily,
and i guess he felt left out.
he requested to move to the chair next to the sofa,
so his daughter-in-law helped him to move.
slowly and steadily,
he made it there.
with much effort, he finally sat down.
i had a better view of his legs,
and i was horrified.
swollen, and filled with water.
just like grandad's hands before he passed on.
he striked a conversation with granny,
and they started chatting.
dun know when or why,
as i realised, we were talking among ourselves again,
leaving the old man alone.
i guess he really wanted to talk to us.
he told his wife, he wants to sit on the sofa.
she helped him there,
and as the sofa was lower than the normal chairs,
he sort of didnt dare to sit.
she pushed him onto th sofa,
leaving us startled.
the conversation went on,
and as we talked about the man,
she began to grumble about how ridiculously he fell ill, (she didnt know he had cancer)
and she sounded real pessimistic and unhappy.
i didnt feel good,
because i knew the old man knew what was going on.
he knew and understood what she was saying.
if my spouse were to say this in front of his friends, and me,
i wouldnt have the courage to live on.
i would feel like a burden.
well, i guess this was how he felt.
the feeling of being left out is never good.
whether its a 3 year old toddler, 16 year old teenager, or even a 70 year old man.
this was prolly why he tried to be 'in' the conversation.
i guess,
he didnt feel happy,
and would blame himself for the suffering and torment the people around him had to go through.
daddy told me,
"someone ever said
that if a person owed his spouse a favour or something in his previous life,
his spouse in this life would fall ill and he would have to take care of her."
this is karma.
what goes around, comes around.
afterall, when someone fall ill,
he dont suffer as much as the people around him.
his loved ones to be exact.
this incident, with th movie money no enough 2,
has made me treasure granny and my family more than ever.
i knew i treasured them,
but now i know i treasure them even more.
oh well,
i have no idea why this emo post.
the studying is killing my brain cells.
i cant wait for this to be over man.
im so gonna go back to my videoes.
tata! :D
"Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is bliss, taste it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it."
-Mother Teresa
