A wedding and a funeral
I attended a wedding and funeral this week.My cousin had just tied the knot with his pregnant girlfriend a couple of hours ago. One of my buddies had just lost his beloved father earlier this week.
Life is weird. Death is impartial. A family is rejoicing the marriage of a couple and the to-be-birth of a child while another is mourning over the loss of a loved one. Death and birth standing on a crude parallel to each other.
Fate has been ruthless. He took away the life of a man who was declared fit by the health screening which he took annually and left a family of remaining 3 to mourn for the sudden loss.
He had been a good man when he was alive. The number of people mourning at his funeral and numerous condolences printed on the newspaper would have testified to that. Does a good man really go to heaven after his death?
My friend had been strong. Despite the burden that awaits him. Despite the need to grow up almost too suddenly. He said it very well," it is my father's turn to rest, and my turn to continue what he left off."
Well said indeed. Your father had bought the best front row ticket and is now awaiting your performance and like every father, he will be very proud of his son.
At the wedding, it was a joyous occasion. Champagne flowed and congrats exchanged. A new life awaits the new couple. The groom and bride exchanges promises to love each other forever, regardless in sickness, death or poverty.
It was there exactly when I suddenly thought of my grandmother who had passed away a few months ago. Our first celebration without her. I knew she would loved to be here with us, especially at one of his favorite grandson's wedding. Where is she now?
I didn't cry at the funeral, neither did I really rejoice at the wedding. Not when I am sitting atop of life's biggest irony. This is one who have departed too suddenly and on the other side, one that has arrived unexpectedly.
A demise and a birth.
A wedding and a funeral.
posted by malmoncolo @ 5:20 AM
3 Comments:
Such is the delicate balance of life and death. And we are the ones in the middle.
brother.. Life;s is unpredictable.. instead of doing nutting or not rejoicing . we should cherish those pple around us.. at least we had done wat we can, while we are in the same realm.
hmmm... yifan is a changed man liao. =x
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