reincarnate

in heaven, she will bless her people from
above.

it was the ever first time in the entire life.
i attended a wake last night with boy's parents.
its a christian devotee one.
she's neither close to me nor even related i guess.
but how can such pity and pain develop in me gradually as i sat there for just few hours?

then i figured out why.
why i felt this pain in me in the hospital and as the wake progresses.

because i imagined myself in my teacher's shoes.
as a child. as my mother's child.
and i swallowed that sourness that brimmed my oesophagus.
it was not that difficult to relate life or death under any circumstances.
because we are all passers in this world.
we will leave.

we must leave.

as her godson, love is affected deeply.
how not to?
first time too, in my life i saw a big boy like him, tough on the outside, yet feeble inside, did cry. afterall.
pains me all the more.

yes.
and with death as distance,
all else of arguments or quarrels,
do seem insignificant eventually.

cherish.