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3 Funerals and a Wedding

Life is indeed something that no one word can aptly describe at times and since my submission of my resignation letter 2 weeks ago, I've been experiencing life never felt before, even before i set foot in bangalore in 2 weeks time.
In as many days this week, i receive news of 3 funerals and a wedding! On Monday morning, i read the news that shocked the whole nation of 2 boys killed in a road accident involving a cement mixer; with gory photos to follow....the next morning, instead of the usual 'good morning' and motherly smile from helen, she held up her daily Newpaper with a huge photo of a similiar face kneeing down by the pavement in grief right smacked on the front page; from the previous facebook photos of my colleague, Helmy Sarpan, i knew immediately it was his elder sister; i was dumbfounded.
Most of us at SEC went to the wake yesterday during lunch time; it was the first experience in my life to go to a wake with 2 coffins; it affected the mood of everyone for the rest of the day. In that same evening last nite while still at the upper boon keng residence with parents, nephews and niece, Yuzhang, my GESS classmate SMSed me; informing me that Wende's dad have succumbed to his illness; i guess uncle had his last wish fulfilled seeing wende tying the knot and having a son.
Upon reaching home; another SMS, this time from my Army pal and close friend Geoffrey, telling me one of our former team mates (from hotel team actually) have passed away; he saw the obituary in yesterday's ST.
Last but not least, just after potluck lunch with steffi, sarah, yin teen and ambrose moments ago; Dave Newman texted me; reminding me of his wedding on the 23rd of Feb; Alas! i am flying off on SQ502 16 feb evening...

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