Last Sunday night, in the midst of busy-ness, came the call saying Uncle George had passed away. We spend few hours in SGH on Saturday when we got an emergency call saying that he vomitted blood and was admitted. He never regain conciousness. 20++ vehicles escorted him back to his resting place in Taee on Tuesday morning.
Ask any one of the family of his / her memory of Uncle, and it will be this - him riding on his scrambler. Since small, I've always been fascinated by him and his ride when he comes over to the house. From far we could hear his scrambler and excitedly we'd exclaim "Uncle George is coming!!!"I couldn't help but weep when Boy; his youngest son rode it from their kampung home to the church for his farewell.
Adios Uncle.... I hope you're resting well now, away from the pains, limitations and the waste of this human body. I'll miss your deep comforting voice, always calling me Mei Ling and Ngui Cis, your tall towering height.... I'll miss you and I hope we'll meet again one sweet day.
It's July peeps.... half a year has gone... have we lived our lives to the fullest, enjoyed and cherished and loved our friends and each and every single one of our family to the best that we can? have we stopped to smell the roses? have we said that long awaited "i love you"? have we done our task and assignments like there's no tomorrow? have we.... ?
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