Life goes on

...and on until He summoned you back and you'll have to say bye, bye to the world.

So many things had happened within the past few days, past few weeks.

Pang's grandad passed away last week and Pin's grandma left us the day before yesterday. Condolences to both families.

I didn't attend the service at Pang's house as I was busy with preparing FCC2 final exam question paper. I did go to Pin's house yesterday and she looked pretty gloomy and kinda speechless. I know that she's very close to her grandma and this is one huge loss to her...but I am also confident that she'll get through this and move on with her life.

I first met Pin at our tkd training centre, she's younger than me but she's my senior in class. She's one of the best fighters that we have at LTA. I remember my former chief instructor's observation on the two of us. He said that both of us has almost the similar strength in sparring, but I have more brain in the ring while Pin is more gutsy. I think and delayed my attacks or counter-attack, but Pin would attack at any given chance and counter what ever comes to her.

"If the two of you is combined to become one person, then it will be very hard to kick your a** around"

Actually I didn't know how to react when I heard the news about her grandma because I know that she's very dear to Pin. I have earlier on planned on what to say to her but when dialled her cellphone and heard her sobbing I lost the words and everything that came out after that was choppy and scattered.

When I saw her last nite, she looked slightly relaxed but there was something in her eyes that caught my attention...she didn't say much and I didn't know what to say to her. I just hold her hand for a while then her sister called her as the praying ceremony was about to begin. I then sat with my tkd friends; lepak-ing down there eating kacang (they served tong sui and vegetarian noodle as well) and drinking mineral water as though nothing had happened and we're just enjoying a night out with old friends. I felt uneasy about this and half an hour later I drove home without bading Pin goodbye (the ritual was still on when I left). I wonder what if the one lying motionless and breathless inside there was me...would my friends still be eating kacang and exchanging stories about their 'lively' lives.

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I wanted to blog about my first kickboxing session with Kru Jak and my rebellious student...but then it will spoil the mood of this entry...maybe later.