RIP

Last Friday after I finished my shower I saw 4 misscalled in my handphone, normally I didn't bother to call back all the miss call, unless i recognized the number.

But this time, I called back, but when I asked what company is that, the other recipient asked me back who i was. I was confused, I had so many identity, me as a proffesional worker, me as a friend, me as a family, so finally the other party gave up, he said, may be he got the wromg number.

Not long after that the same number called again, and I recognized the voice as my dad's Singaporean cousin, she said, that her other cousin (which also my dad's cousin) had passed away on Thursdays night, I was in shocked, I only asked how did it happened, she said it was a heart attack.

Being shocked, I didn't ask further question, and just hung up the phone, and ran into my mom to break the news, my mom was in the state of shock also, she was worry for my dad's auntie, which is old and frail.

Finally we went to the wake on Saturday night, my grandauntie was calm as she had been counselled by her pastor, my auntie (the deceased sister) was calm), the 3 children was calm but the eyes were red. But his wife couldn't hold her tears as she saw me. As she has known me for ages, since I was still primary school. They were still dating at that time. As I hugged her she broke down and spoke in mandarin saying that there would be no more uncle to see when I come down to visit them. Well I just didn't know what to say, I just hugged her tightly.

My dad insisted me to go for the funeral on Sunday. Everybody couldn't hold back their tears, he is only 47 years old *sigh* And it was really sad, during the funeral for Chinese in here, they normally play some songs that the deceased like during his lifetime, and the band only play 1 song. And that song also was not played very well. It makes sense because they only have old song repertoire, so this showed that the deceased is quite young. I can't control my tears anymore during this song :(

Well...I am not that close to my uncle, he is a very shy and quiet man, but with a hot blood. His passion is cars, especially those fast cars, and he likes to speed. He is the reason why I come clean to my parents regarding my new toys, I just don't want to create trouble if this uncle see me driving my car, and talk to my parents, without my parents knowing that I own the car.

But too bad I haven't had a chance to show my car to him. Good bye uncle, Rest In Peace.