Helo helo
I know its been days since I last blog in. been busy doing some stuffs.
on the 16 December 2006, my uncle (pak long) pass away at the SICU at SGH after being warded there for a month plus. At his bedside was myself, parents, siblings, his children and other close family members. Up to now, I cant belief that he is gone from this world from my life. I keep on tinking dat this is just a bad dream, n he will appear back one day n joke wif us. He was more than an uncle to me, he was like another father to me. he was there since I was born, he showered me with love, care n attention. He treated me as one of his child, there are too many fond memories with him in it.
he was a popular guy in our neighborhood. From the day he was warded into e hospital, up to the last day of his life many ppl visited him. In fact many people came to his funeral. be it distance relative, close frenz, passing acquaintances and even people selling at the market. He was well like n love. From him, I learn e art of being nice, friendly and also never to give up. He was a fighter even up to his last breath.
now there wont b anymore phone calls frm him. Every night ard 830pm, he will call us at home just to ask wat we are doing. There wont b anymore qns asked by him like, when wanna go back “kebun”. He also sometimes sleeps over at our house. His house feels weird n lonely without him. Even the new maid dat have been wif him n my aunt for a few months felt the lost.
to frenz and mr somebody dat have been worried abt me, my thanks to u all for being there when I need u ppl most. Pls give me some time to adjust myself living in a world without my uncle. It was something I nvr tot I will b doing. Do bear wif me, if I occasionally go depressed or even burst in tears. If it took me abt a month to get over my grandfather whom I am so close to. Its gonna take me much longer to get over my grief.
Even when he was critically ill, I was still hoping dat he would pull it thru. To me, his death was too sudden. My last few fond memories of him was, during fasting month. When I went over to his place to break fast together. I pester, cajole n even force him to eat something. First day of hari raya, when my family n I came over. My sisters n I tease him abt his leg. I nvr tot dat will b my last hari raya celebration wif him.
pak long…even though u are no longer with us. The memories we created n shared will b treasured. U are greatly missed by all of us.
I miss u, pak long.
Al-Fateha. ~Amin~