People Come & Go

Bismillah.

It's the midnight rant again.

Yet today it feels like I need to let go these things that have been stuck in mind.

About two days ago, my batchmates received news that one of friend had lose her mother. Her mother passed away at fajr, and we received it as soon as we woke up. 

And today (technically yesterday), we received news that our high school teacher had lose her husband. Her husband passed away at 6 pm and we received it around maghrib.

Those two deaths, make me think.

We're growing up, and people come and go.

During high school, hearing about death is a rare occasion. I mean, it would happened once in  a while but still it doesn't impact me that much.

Until I felt those experiences by myself. Two times. In a year. With a gap of two weeks for each death.

It's truly something that you wouldn't expect them to happen. Unless you were with them all the time until the time they passed, then you would expect it to happen.

But even if you expect it to happen, you would still be shocked. A lot.

Just imagine. You woke up that day with the greatest mood and soon enough at the end of the day, you received news of someone passing away.

You would never wake up in the morning and think, "Ah, someone is going to die today."

NO WAY.

It happened to me twice, and I would never see that coming. Never I knew I would woke up, sitting in class, sitting for my examination and as soon as I got out from those things, people were telling me that someone who I knew died.

You knew someone was sick or bedridden in the hospital, but you never knew when will they die.

It's crazy thing to think.

Facing someone's death is never easy. No matter if it is a stranger, friend, and it would be hardest if it is a family. 

How does it feels?

It feels like, yesterday or last week or last month or last year, they were here, but now today they're not. You got dumbfounded. How time flies, how the absence of someone affects you a lot.

The moment they passed is a dumbfounded and heart-throbbing moment, but the real grief starts after that.

When you finally realize that they're gone. FOREVER.

The thoughts of not having them in life anymore will stuck in your head.

Then you'll go those stages of grief.

You'll started to cry and feeling those guilt and trust me, those things are normal for normal human.

You might be a psychopath if you doesn't feel those things.

But yeah.

Think about it. People do come and go. And we'll be doing the same thing too. We came, and one day we'll go.

Death is an inevitable fate, no matter how far you try to avoid it. The scarier part is that we never know when will death arrive. So before death comes in front of you, do return to the right way. 

Al-Fatihah to those who had passed.

This would be just a short post, so ok. Signing off.