砂漠のJeffire

Jeffirean Stories

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Yesterday morning, I woke up early but remained snoozing because it was still way early before work. I had a weird dream, depicting a murder case with a family involved and the scene was at my Toa Payoh old home, where I was born and my grandmother is living. Apparently the accused was the "father" of the family but it snow balled into a case of misfortune as the "son", who went into a state of self-protection hysteria, killed the "sister" with a bamboo rod mistakenly as he tried to pre-empt the killer in his illusion.

The dream ended there as a message woke me up. Of course there is no link between the dream and the message but it was a bad news nonetheless. My army friend, one of my close Yishun buddy, has passed away... losing his battle to cancer in the process.

While I claim to be his "buddy", the last time I met him was last year on the MRT by chance. The last time I spoke to him was a few weeks ago before I went to Taiwan.

Now he's no longer there. His MSN will remain fixed there: "通过竞技，我们可以发现和认识一个真正的自己。因为我们的对手，可能就是我们自己。" He was so right..

We met in the army, in HQ SA. He came from somewhere, I cannot remember. He was small sized but he was the same age as me. But he said he was going Taiwan to serve one year. So we probably spent some months together in the same camp, playing all sorts of sports, doing duty, playing games (he was certainly a super-duper arcade player), going ktv, etc. He then went to Taiwan and we kept in contact via email, MSN (after I went into SMU) and fantasy football. Soon he was back and we celebrated his 21st birthday at his home. It was then I realised I knew his sisters since secondary two as we were colleagues in McDonalds. The world is small, right? After that, although rare, we had our outings to Sentosa and the likes. And I last met him on the train last year, before he was going to work and I, to school. He had a good job at KK Hospital, joined the basketball club of the hospital as well. Although he only had an ITE certificate, I always thought he could still make it big in life because he was very diligent, sincere and made good friends. He was certainly great in sports, even his height did not pose any disadvantage to him in basketball. He was extremly fast! He ought to have lived more in life.. to enjoy more.... to have found love that he so desired..

But that is no more but a imaginary story we can only write for him.

I certainly hope that we will learn to cherish our friends more, to get in touch with them often, given that email, sms and MSN are great communication tools to use. I wished I had visited him when we knew he was sick.... I wished I had spoke to him more...what can I have done as a friend, even if I want to do now, I cannot.

I can only pay him my respects tomorrow.

Chris(WeiKiang), I hope I had been a great friend to you during your army days and the short 2+years thereafter. Although I had not done my part as a good friend in the recent times, I hope you can understand and forgive me...

May you rest in peace and bless your family who will be grieving for you...

Silent
Jeffire

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