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Today I went to the wake of an old NCC friend of mine. I hadn't seen him in 16 years (ever since we were in Sec 4), but I got a message over Facebook about his passing, and naturally I was shocked.
There were five of us at the wake, two I know well and two that I also hadn't seen in more than a decade. Yet the conversation was comfortable and not at any point awkward.
We found out from his sister that he had committed suicide, and quite determinedly so too. He had apparently been depressed for quite a few years now, and this wasn't his first suicide attempt, so his family wasn't taking it as badly as you might imagine. Ironically, all of us remembered him to be a rather happy-go-lucky kind of a guy, which was also the feedback from many of his other friends, according to the sister.
Over the conversation with one of the two that I hadn't seen in ages, I heard that another acquaintance, this time a JC-mate, also passed away just a few months ago of some heart trouble. Sad news indeed.
I don't think that I'm really affected very much by their passing in the sense that I was never really very close to them, nor did I keep in touch after we left school. But more than anything else, this has made me feel the proverbial "wah, life is damn fragile man!"
Guess it would be timely now to re-evaluate my life, and to make sure that I live it fully, and not get mired in anything that would get me down, including (and perhaps especially) the past. It's time to move on, people!