Hubby just returned from Alor Setar, attending an ex-colleague’s funeral wake.
So, I followed the man from the room to the kitchen and round and round the house to kepoh a bit.
Q : How many kids?
A : Two
Q : How old?
A : Only Standard Four and Standard One
Q : How old is he?
A : 43 yrs
My response : Wuah…younger than me somemore.
Q : So, he never have any prior illness type?
A : Nope
Kepoh : You mean he just skali die, like that? Heart attack so easy to die one ah?
A : Yup.
This guy is formerly from hubby’s ex-company. They work in Kulim but after the company closed down, this guy went to work in KL. I am not sure if his family followed him down to KL to stay there or not. Dare not kepoh anymore cos hubby knows I sure blog about it.
This thing just makes you go thinking and pondering about your own mortality, isn’t it?
And you know what my son replied when I told him that hubby won’t be back for dinner tonight cos he is going to attend his colleague’s funeral, someone much younger than hubby? “Got buy insurance or not ah?”
The other thing is, the only thing I missed about not buying the hardcopy of The Star is I never get to read obituaries anymore. I like reading obituaries because all those deaths announcement just made you go..’Sembahyanglah sebelum anda disembahyangkan.’ Faith helps in times like this.
5 thoughts on “Life’s like that”
Life is fragile!!! Work work work then kaput. Save so much in the bank also never get to enjoy.
Some like to feel secure when they have lots of money in the bank. To me, one is only rich if one gets to spend the money.
For the kids and wife, they have insurance.
*Should I buy the Hummer H3???*
Apa Nama – I just remember something. You keep changing number, Ah Long chasing you issit? Niamah, ystdy I wanted to change number, got three old numbers of yrs there.
Don’t treat death as the end, it is just a beginning… that’s what I always tell myself when faced with heart wrenching news like this.
Another thing is, I can never understand why some rich people have to be so kwailan… end of day, still go back to the same soil what. Takkan bury in some gold soil or what… even if bury in gold, then, what?
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This will be the final change.
Not Ah Long chasing me lah. Those 3 lines were for my Ah Long business lah. wtf!
ya..i also got this weird fascination with reading obituaries..dunno why…sometimes, i see faces of people i have met before..adui..but some times, i look at these pics and i go wah…so handsome, so pretty, oredi dead..!! not fair, this world left all ugly people…haha
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