Along the path i have treaded on for the past eighteen years, I have experienced a few bereavements, all of which are losses of relatives. As for each there is a similarity, they all left me dumbstruck, wreathed in dim but overwhelmingly condensed mist, and i would be too suffocated to perceive that these sudden events were actual happenings, as though each loss is not credible ; i will cry hard tonight and expect that the next morning i will have them doing things they had always been doing, talking to me the normal stuffs they used to say.. though i know clearly this will never happen again.. they have indeed..LEFT... i do not know about others...as for me, i wouldn't cry much at the point of time when i lost them...but i will sink increasingly deeper to pure grief when i grew more and more uneasy with their absence.. the places which were once flourished by their presence, actions, has now dwindled to nothingness.. People always say that a thing or a person's worth will only be considered once they are no longer around.. we never appreciate things we have in our hands.. but desire longingly for the things others have, which might not be held important once again, by the possessers..
I was walking with a friend of mine yesterday after class, happily chatting away...and we got so carried away with the conversation that we did not come to realise she was just walking under the automatic bar which stops cars from going through to the car park.. my heart stopped pounding for a moment or two when the hard bold metal bar came swishing agressively down past her head by an inch at most, ruffling her hair.. the proximity of her being clobbered down to unconsciousness is not any triffling thing to laugh about...there has been such a potential casualty ! and the worst part is that i was standing few metres away, clearly witnessing the whole process**my god...she could not have been luckier ..
what could have happened if she was not that lucky? the impulse the bar generates is much too great..i just can't imagine the consequences... i might just lose her... goodness...
more often than not we only come to appreciate something or someone when we lose them...when there will be no further interactions with the people we once loved, whom we never care to show that we do care...so, people, take a look around at people you care about and thank god they are still here, treasure them...and never forgo the chance of sparing them any goodness you have, or there might be deep dark regrets in you when something do happen...

and please...never walk near any automatic bars...