Myself Thinking

With the latest furor going on… bombings, carnap with murders, unsolved massacre barraging the news. I knew all of us were stimulated to think.. to think things over, to think more about the more important things in life.

It got me thinking. I had been watching Locked Up Abroad on National Geographic Channel recently and most of the interviews from the show’s case studies usually say that when they are nearing death, or when they think that “this is it, it’s over,” they would have this slide show of events on the back of their minds, images of their family and loved ones flashing across their memory, one last quick look of the things they’ll be leaving behind.

That part of the show remained sitting in my mind while watching the news about these recent killings and tragedies. It made me shiver, putting myself on their shoes, thinking about how they must have felt, when they are on the verge of the end. Their minds must have been hastening towards home but their body can’t move, their body won’t catch up. Their stucked and they know it. And it’s not a very good feeling, it left some awkward acid in my stomach.

With these frightening things going about, knowing that maybe you can’t make it home today, or your drive home today could be your last, or that this morning would be the last sunshine you’ll ever see…It could make us run fast under the sheets and just stay there.

A friend of mine joked: Don’t take the bus, there’s bus bombing nowadays; don’t take the MRT, it too may explode; don’t drive your car, ‘coz they might stole it – (while you’re inside); don’t walk, you might get mugged; don’t stay at home, you might get massacred.

It’s a joke. But after a few smiles, suddenly it will sink down to you… and its not funny anymore. You’ll start considering riding a bike to your office, but then, you’d realise, you don’t even know how to ride a bike.

Yep, these scary series of unfortunate events would either break our nervous system down. Or it will force us to pull our hair up, stay alert and realise that we want a good last slide show of our life. That a distressing event can nod its head towards us anytime. That we wanna make sure we did best, our paper is ready.. when we finally hear the wind saying, “time’s up, pass your papers.”

Maybe one should start thinking… what else have I got to do?

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