In loving memory of Amachi

The last I saw you was somewhere in March, on your 80th birthday. And I never saw you ever since. I remember every week you used to hang out with mom on Wednesdays when I had music lessons, and you both talked about a lot of stuff - from politics to non-malicious gossip. Mom saw you as the best aunt she ever had, now she feels empty and can't think of anyone else to call anymore. She's been so used to calling you all these years. And we've been so used to going to Jalan 222.

When I went to Penang for Christmas, I was hoping that I'd bring back some news... and some views to share. Then again, your last words to my mom were "See you on New Year's Day".

Now, I'm shaken by the fact that I'd never see you again...

All those thoughts, all those tears, all those fears... my passion for the drums, my woes about Form 5, just some of the many things I wanted to pour out to you. And now, I wonder if you'll ever be able to hear me...

I guess it was just the right time to go and meet Jesus... just yesterday we were celebrating His birth, and then... the next day, you went. I guess I'd never ever have the chance to play a final song, or take to the skins in front of you...

You've led a good life, and you willingly submit yourself into His hands... it was peaceful, the way you looked as you lay in state. And as my mom touched you, you were cold. Frigid. I guess... it was already long.

We will miss you dearly. *sob*

Eternal rest grant unto her, O Lord,
and let Your perpetual light shine upon her.
May her soul rest in peace. Amen