Today’s morning, 4 Jan 2012 – I received a rather disheartening text message from Angel, “Ken’s dad has just passed away.:(“
My first question that popped into my mind was, “Which Ken?” Because I did not want to believe that it was the Ken that I knew – Kenny Yap.
His dad, in my memory years ago when I last met him, was a sporty and energetic man who plays badminton every week. He does not look like old frail man. I have never, never thought of this to be happen at least, so soon.
My mind was rather disturbed since morning. Again, it’s the loss of someone I am not close to, but someone I knew. I used to hang out together with Barry at his home, we were very close at a point of time and we always see his dad, even had dinners together. He was a quiet kind man.
He had his 1st round of badminton, and while taking a rest and talking with his friends, he suddenly passed out. Sudden. It was too sudden. The saddest part is, Kenny was not there in Malaysia. He was in airport just about to fly back to Malaysia when he received such news. I guess, it was not easy for him to accept the fact, thinking it might be a joke or nightmares. But, reality sometimes, hurts.
Suddenly I thought of my father. I re-count his age. He is now 53 years old. What if he sleps tonight and never wake up tomorrow like his dad?
I am quite certain it’s one of the hell journeys to walk through. Life and death is a natural process in humankind life. Inasmuch as it’s easy to say this, and to console my friends with condolences words, but I guess, at this time, nothing else really can help. They just need to grieve, to feel sorry, to cry, and stood up again, to be strong..
R.I.P Uncle. We’ll remember you, always.
