Just walked past a funeral underneath my grandma's house and I saw the photo of the deceased. It was someone I recognized. I didn't know her name but I knew she was someone who lived above my grandma and we do greet her if we see her in the lift. That was a long time ago.
Seeing all that sent a rush of emotions and set me thinking. If I die, who would be the people attending my funeral, who would cry because of me? Who would feel sad? Would my neighbors even notice?
If I die, would anyone ever miss me? If I die, would anyone think of me once in awhile even after ten years?
Why am I even granted consciousness? Fuck this shit.
Haha I used to think this question too! If I die I wonder if my friends will miss me. Then it really happened 4 yrs back. My best buddy in primary school died in a car crash... it answered all my qeuries.
ReplyDeleteLife goes on. In fact, I only knew about it a month later when I book out from tekong. However, that does not mean that it did not impact me. Once in a while I will think of him and remember the time we had together. Sometimes when life's a struggle I will think of him as well and be motivated to live on and fight on.
So ya, instead of thinking of what will happen when you die, the more more important question is to think about what to do while alive.