Random Helping #98: Mortality.
My favourite radio-DJ-slash-comedian passed away last night, leaving behind 3 children and a wife.
Cause of death was identified to be dengue and he had been having fever since Wednesday last week after a filming at the National Zoo. There were rumours that he might've fallen ill due to the effect from rat's urine but the Zoo staff declined such baseless rumours.
His kidney and his liver failed to function when the virus attacked his entire blood system, and he was immediately admitted into ICU at the Selayang Hospital 3 days ago. Yesterday, it was reported that through dialysis, the medical team managed to get rid of the virus from his blood system.
But, who would've thought that he would be gone forever today?
Upon knowing that his eldest daughter is only 17 and will be sitting for SPM (similar to O levels) this year, my heart felt like it was being squeezed. Before I know it, tears started to flow down my cheeks. Memories from 3 years ago started rushing into my mind. I was just her age when my father passed away as well. The more I remember that fateful day, the more tears started to flow. It was the one thing I wanted to forget but never will be able to. Somehow, I could totally empathise with his daughter and knew fully well how she must've felt.
Furthermore, just a few days before her father passed away, it was reported that he was still able to make jokes and laugh with the family members that came to visit him. And then, a few days later, he left forever. It reminded me of the night before my father passed away. The last dinner. He had asked me to come down for dinner. Twice. But I declined because I was having a terrible headache that night and insisted on retiring to bed early.
"If only I had endured the pain and went down for dinner..." Like most human beings, I took things for granted. "You'll never know how much you appreciate them until they're gone forever," my mother told me once. Since then, I learned my lesson. If my mother --or anyone that is dear to me, in fact-- has any requests to be fulfilled, I would try my best to do them immediately for the fear of regret not being able to do it at all.
Deepest condolences to the family he left behind. I will forever miss the hilarious morning segments he conducted with his partner during weekdays.
Innalillahi wa inailaihi ra ji 'un...
Cause of death was identified to be dengue and he had been having fever since Wednesday last week after a filming at the National Zoo. There were rumours that he might've fallen ill due to the effect from rat's urine but the Zoo staff declined such baseless rumours.
His kidney and his liver failed to function when the virus attacked his entire blood system, and he was immediately admitted into ICU at the Selayang Hospital 3 days ago. Yesterday, it was reported that through dialysis, the medical team managed to get rid of the virus from his blood system.
But, who would've thought that he would be gone forever today?
Upon knowing that his eldest daughter is only 17 and will be sitting for SPM (similar to O levels) this year, my heart felt like it was being squeezed. Before I know it, tears started to flow down my cheeks. Memories from 3 years ago started rushing into my mind. I was just her age when my father passed away as well. The more I remember that fateful day, the more tears started to flow. It was the one thing I wanted to forget but never will be able to. Somehow, I could totally empathise with his daughter and knew fully well how she must've felt.
Furthermore, just a few days before her father passed away, it was reported that he was still able to make jokes and laugh with the family members that came to visit him. And then, a few days later, he left forever. It reminded me of the night before my father passed away. The last dinner. He had asked me to come down for dinner. Twice. But I declined because I was having a terrible headache that night and insisted on retiring to bed early.
"If only I had endured the pain and went down for dinner..." Like most human beings, I took things for granted. "You'll never know how much you appreciate them until they're gone forever," my mother told me once. Since then, I learned my lesson. If my mother --or anyone that is dear to me, in fact-- has any requests to be fulfilled, I would try my best to do them immediately for the fear of regret not being able to do it at all.
Deepest condolences to the family he left behind. I will forever miss the hilarious morning segments he conducted with his partner during weekdays.
Innalillahi wa inailaihi ra ji 'un...