The first i remembered was probably when i was 9/10 years old. The passing of my 4 grandparents was quite close apart. As far as i can recall, they left our world when i was between age 9-13. Some scenes of the funeral still plays out quite vividly in my memory. There were sadness, prayers, chantings, offering burnings, crowd, faces you probably see once or twice in your entire life, discussion about money, the cremation/burial (the part where your tears will just flow down no matter how hard you fight it), the after-funeral prayers/offerings, the yearly offerings.
All these may just be what everyone will experience after the departure of our souls, but somehow we don't forget about them totally, probably just moved on.
I wouldn't want to state the count of funerals i have gone through, and just today, my aunt (father's eldest sister) passed on.
Personally, all the funerals i been/experienced, they were not relatively close with me. Sadly and oddly, i probably spoke less than 1 day worth of conversation with each of them before their passings. My connections with them honestly probably wasn't strong, but nonetheless, even though i'm not a person who will express sadness openly, i do sincerely felt a lot for them.
As i'm sitting in my room typing this post, i can't help but noticed my father and mum are sitting in the living room, having on-off discussions about it and watching TV just like any other day. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not judging their actions nor trying to undermine what they are thinking/feeling. If anything, i just start to ponder how fragile our living is and when it ends, the sadness and tears may come, but others around us eventually moves on.
When i was younger, i spoke a little about death. Like how i would wish my funeral to be in pure black and white setting (this isn't really possible for my birth religion), and how many would be aware and attend it. Once again, if you are reading this and you know me somehow, somewhere, i would like to take this opportunity to appeal to you, you don't have to attend, you don't have to be sad or grieve for me. Just remember the good days we have (if any), and take comfort that i have shared with you at least 1 thing good in life.
Remember, what i said may not be the best model answer, but it's a perspective, and don't lose that perspective. Because someday somehow, who knows, that perspective might just make sense, no matter how big or small it is.
The reason why i chose my post image is that i do hope, for those who has passed on, they will continue to bring their joy to the people around them in their next phrase. We all have something which is valuable to another. Just carry on with what we are doing now, and spread the love as we go.
I haven't been writing for ages. Been almost a full year since my last post, and i used to be able to write a long pieces, and probably made more sense back then. Recently i was thinking of writing a book, but as you can see, my literature isn't that good and i'm pretty much coming to the end of my post.
My prayers are out for my aunt. And i hope we don't ever have to experience too many, too soon. Not jinxing anything, just want everyone to be safe and live their life to the fullest.
I'll leave you guys with my own quote:
Be contented and pursue nothing more than what you have now, for what you have may be gone while you are seeking the joy of others.
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