A highschool batchmate just passed away. I don't know much about this kid until today when I finally decided to see his Facebook wall and read on eulogies. There were heartfelt goodbyes, some just said RIP. One person was obviously sad as she kept on posting from time to time just to say how much she misses Mark, the way he makes "lambing", his sweet disposition--Mark's mom all the way from Singapore.
She couldn't be with Mark for I don't now what reason. She's been flooding Mark's wall with photos of them together, fond memories through texts and the like. The pictures told a lot about Mark and his relationship with his mom. It was nice.
I never really had a conversation with Mark way back high school. He's this big dude surrounded by bigger dudes. I'd call them bullies. And as a student leader, I try to avoid people like him. It's highschool jungle, and I was a pretty obvious prey. Clean records. ahahah!
Two months ago, Mark added me up on Facebook. It came to me as a surprise. I presumed he was just adding up random people from school, but never the thought that he was just being friendly. I guess I was stereotyping him back then, thinking bullies and teachers' pets don't go well together. If not for his death, I wouldn't come across this idea that I was wrong. Or maybe for some reason, death brings out the good side of the person who died. To say something cruel to someone who couldn't defend himself is cruel in itself.
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Now I say every guy has a soft spot for moms, for their girlfriends, for the special men and women in their lives. Guys may look tough on the outside, but hey, soldiers cry after losing battles too eh?
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It's sad when moms lose their kids. Generally, losing someone is sad. But when parents lose their kids, it's against the flow of nature and the age sequence guide. It's like giving you a chance at a miracle that is a baby, then see it being taken away from you, that is with high regards to the formula of death and inevitability, together.
And so in life, we are faced with tough questions we dare not answer.
Wold you rather see the person you love the most die, or would you rather die and see the person you love mourning for your death? In time, we will face the answers to these questions. And when that time comes, we will not be facing choices, but rather harsh facts in life that we must learn to accept.
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And so to my batchmate Mark, who's been a really good son and brother, a really good friend to his friends, may you rest in peace. Maybe soon when we meet up there, we can forget about stereotypes and grab a few bottles of beer...errr.... mocha frappes, ya?
I wish your family all the guidance and support they could get. Rest well Mark!
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Mark posted a video by December Ave. titled TIME TO GO. It was the last video Mark posted on Facebook.
"I find it hard to leave you
And I just cant understand
What am I without you?
Are we meant to face the end?"
Rest in peace my friend.
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