there's a saying 'no parent should ever have to bury their children'. in my opinion, either way its still sad, maybe the effect is different - i don't know for sure. while i was out at lunch yesterday, i bumped into a close family fren. the mother and son didnt see me as they were heading to their car. normally, i wouldn't bother acknowledging people i see on the street especially when i'm in a rush but yesterday, it was different. this family fren was indeed still in grieve. the mother had lost a dear son on the 3rd day of raya; the brother lost a dear sibling. the loss of someone dear is never easy, and it reflects on the mother's face. she was in a daze and nothing could conceal her sadness. my father and brother had visited their family as soon as we arrived from penang on the 4th day of raya to express condolence on behalf of the whole family; yesterday i couldn't bring myself to expressing it myself as i would choke on my breath like i am now.

the late fren of mine, was a dear one. we were neighbours for 9 years, and basically we grew up together - played together, we went for mengaji together, sometimes eat together, and there were a lot of other things that we did together as a kid. although as we grow older we became shy and distanced, we were still frens.

the news of his passing came as a shock to all of us. however, i believe he is now in a better place and God loves him more and may his soul be blessed always. dear fren, i will always say my prayer for you.