i've made an exception to blog today abt my most respected industrial designer and mentor- mr jackson kong.. i rmb the first day we met him, we greeted him as mr kong but he said, "just call me jackson.. " he was very friendly and warm to everyone of us. and likewise we love him so. but just yesterday, he was taken away to a much better place, somewhere far and tranquil and to mr jackson, rest in peace. you will be missed.
4 of us went to his wake right after amath lecture and it was a coincidence. he stays at the same block as where my ah ma is staying... so close yet so far.. pon cldn't join us but hey the sincerity counts.. he knows... during the bus trip, we discussed how are we gg to react when we see him, in his coffin? how are we going to face it... and the answer that came to all of us was i don know.. we cldn't accept the reality that someone of age 32 wld die just like that.. and he was in sch yesterday too... we were all very nervous went we reached the venue, mr jackson's goddaughter was standing beside him crying.. his relatives greeted us with their bloodshot eyes and it made me cry inside... we took a look at him and what we saw was a cold, dry mr jackson... and that hit us.. telling us he's dead... a rush of emotions just come to you.. do u cry with the family? or do u stay strong?
we stayed strong.. eventually we went back to the table.. reflecting abt this incident... mr jackson's friends, i assume, came later and they went to his coffin and when they return, they were crying.. i mean male adults crying and this is wat i call real tears.. as the saying goes, man shed blood not tears.. do i agree to that? i don know for sure.. but looking at two grown men crying, it shows a lot.. it shows how much they love this person and hence cry the teardrops of love.. and that i respect most..
to mr jackson's family, our condolences, and to mr jackson rest in peace...
moral of this: treasure the ppl arnd you.. death is unpredictable.. don regret for your whole life..
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