It's all about FATE.

Earlier this year, a distant relative has passed on. She's my maternal grandfather's brother's wife. At the crematorium, I almost cried my heart out even though our relationship isn't that close. Yesterday, my mum told me her husband has also passed on. I was taken aback. Fate has brought them together to form a family. Even after the departed, fate has not left them at all. The conclusion I draw is that they loved each other so much that they loved to be together be it dead or alive. It's barely less than six months that I'll be seeing them off one after another. Life is really unpredictable, we must learn to cherish before it's too late!

Hello and Goodbye

A place where I dislike going is the crematorium and the hospital. In our lives, we arrived in the hospital and depart at the crematorium. In both places, it just bring back painful memories. It's part and parcel of life. At the crematorium just now, tears would just flow freely from the eyes, and it's a real torment to hear the silent cries of the immediate family, friends and relative while witnessing the body being wheeled into the furnace for burning. I hope this will be my last time this year going to the crematorium. I  pray good health and happiness for all people around me. God bless!