We often see news of death in the papers. As the article progresses, there'd be the deceased's love ones telling how good, kind, caring he/shewas before the End blackened the horizon for the victim. And we'd tsk-tsk for a moment, feel sad for a moment.
And that's it. Really. We don't know them except for that three lines of column-shortened sentences in one article.
We don't feel much because all we have proof of her/his life is in the words of others.
But when it's their own words... their own words on how their life were before the End. A glimpse of life before the mortality-clock stops. A Vibrant Soul suddenly coughed, choked and died. Fullness becomes Emptiness. Elvis has left the building. This gnawing feeling is in my chest that I can't seem to shake off for the moment.
If you've been following Malaysian news, you'd know of Eunice Lee's death. She's only 18. She's a Straight-A student and participated in this year's Seventeen competition. She studied in Maluri Secondary School, TAR College and KDU. An active Rotaract member and a recipient of The Star Education Fund.
Black and white, and printed to millions.
Then a stumble into her blog. One blog that will never be updated again. That little peek is heartbreaking.
26th September 1987 ~ 19th October 2005
Eunice, I do not know you, but may you rest in peace... More than 500 people attended your memorial, that's your footprints carved in stones.
My mother commented it was such a pity. Furthermore she's a Straight-A student.
Is it really?
Is that how we measure a life's worth?
What's behind your smile?
"Knowing that I'm alive. Every day is full of surprises and I'm excited to know what can happen in a matter of 24 hours!" Eunice Lee Cay Shing, 17, Seventeen Cover Girl Search 2005