wasted mind, wasted thoughts

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Something sent a shiver down my spine yesterday.
My good friend's dad passed away just yesterday.
How fragile is the body of a human being.
It comes and goes.
All this sounds familiar, life being fragile, blah blah, but when it actually happens to us, or the people around us, would it be?
Like what my friend said with tears in his eyes, "I always see funerals at the void deck, but who would have thought that it would be my dad's?"
I was at work when he sms-ed me to inform me of the dreadful news.
I sat in my chair staring into space for close to 5 10 mins. I'm not shitting you.
It was like only a month ago that I played mahjong with his dad and he seemed so perfectly in the pink of health.
Once more, I must emphasise on the fact that life is indeed fragile.
I will not go into the details of how he passed away.
I remember myself sitting there, with him telling me about how the family used to be happy, the pictures he flipped in the album, the times we played mahjong together.
I couldn't even console him. I was at a lost for words most of the time.
I've always thought that death was just a transition of life.
Always thought that it was the next phase.
But is it? I could feel the deep sadness imbued in their hearts.
I couldn't imagine myself in his place.
I wouldn't know what to do, which is exactly what my friend felt.

Life. Some take it for granted, other's deprived of it.
Sigh.
Though I know it's difficult to do this, but, laern to cherish what we have.