we can predict birth....

can we predict when's death coming?

who controls the right of others to know what's happening to their loved ones? do u protect ur children from the knowledge that their mum has a terminal disease and will end her life's journey anytime soon?

as morbid as i sound now... we will all face our life's end one day... and just like how we all don't know what it's like to be born.. we all don't know what it's like to .. well, breathe our last breath. will we have any last thoughts? how will we feel? we won't know... and even if we do... we carry with us that feeling till the very end, and how do we let others know?

semi-conscious, yet she knows that she has to hang on, just to see her eldest son.. who's making his way back from Sydney. How does he feel? she is wide awake now.. can she sense that her son will be back?

how can one overcome the evil clutches of the cancer? how do u accept the fate that it's ur destiny?

Everyone knows that they have to prepare for the worst.. but we cannot give up the hope .. that maybe.. there will be a miracle? a miracle... wouldn't that be lovely?

plans for this week must be put on hold. life is definitely more important than a trip to langkawi, where what we do is just to enjoy and relax. how i wish i don't have work. so that i can be there for whoever's there and we can all zoom back asap... without having to consider the committments that i have.

but it's life, and we all have to face it. however monstrous it is.

however fragile it is.