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Monday, September 04, 2006 14:32

to you who just landed on my blog, please spare a minute.
ONE MINUTE.

for a someone whom i never met, but made an impact, however minute it might be, to my life in singapore, away from home, as a scholar.
for that someone who left us, the scholar population, and his family in cambodia, for long, for good, for ever.

i never thought suicide cases could be so near. first it was the year 2 in vj, and then him. tho i dont know both personally, i cant help feeling bad when i got the news. depressing i know.

it dawned on me that everybody, anybody around us can leave like that. just like that. without a trace. and i cant agree more with yongyi, with what she said in her blog. at the very moment one decided to end his life, once and for all, he must have seen no hope left in the world, no sun ever rising from the horizon, no more spring to welcome. only ONE MINUTE, for one to reach such pessimistic state of mind. and so, the only approach one sees as an alternative to all these, is to thrust one's body forward, over the edge of the roof of some hdb building, and wait. wait for the moment when one's body touches ground, pain would come, yes, but it would only be momentary. at the end, none is left.

truly, none is left after one jumps. not his future, nor his aspirations.

so let us pay a silent tribute to that friend, for seeking eternal peace as he hoped he would the moment he ended everything. for he who made little difference before he passed on, and a great deal after he left. may he rest in peace, as he sought after.

ONE MINUTE. and everything else becomes history.

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