I had been tired for so long I don’t remember, not accurately when I realized something serious was wrong with me. I put up with it though. Told myself I needed more rest and that it would pass. But it didn’t. No matter how much I slept I was always tired. Proper, bone tired. I wasn’t until a friend asked me to go for a check up that I realized what I couldn’t – wouldn’t – face, the simple fact that I wasn’t myself any more. I was being exhausted, having nosebleeds, being breathless after even the smallest amount of exertion.
I sat in the room and told her what was wrong and later she called me for more tests. Then I got a call. When she said she was sorry and started talking about treatments and prognosis, I didn’t believe it. No, that’s not right. I did believe it. I just didn’t understand. It took a good few days for what I had been told to sink in. Maybe even a week.
Anyway, on this particular day, I went to my favorite spot and sat there looking at the people moving around. Suddenly I fell apart. Just broke down in tears. It hit me then, right then, that I would never get the chance to make so many things. There were many things I would never get to do again. Everyone was terribly ‘Malaysian’ about it all and ignored me as I cried and sobbed and wailed. Yes, wailed. I made hideous noise as I broke into million, trillion pieces.
Then this man, this ‘hero’, came to me, sat down, put his arm around me and held me while I cried. People came, people left. But this man stayed with me. Stayed with me as I cried and cried. I totally soaked up the shoulder of his nice shirt but he didn’t seem to mind. He waited and held me until I stopped wailing. Then he gently asked me what was wrong. Through my sobs, all I could say was “I’m going to die.” And the rest is history.
It have been years and with God willing, I’m still here. My ‘hero’ is gone and God send me another ‘hero’. They are special to me in their own way. They are unique in their own way. They give me 'life' but I do not live because of my heroes. I realized that the greatest ‘hero’ actually lies in me.
Look like it all coming back to me now. Every second counted, they said, but I'm not counting anyway. Que sera, sera. Whatever will be, will be. Above all, I strongly believe that God grant me with the greatest love of all to serve for a better life. By the way, life is not just living but it is more than that. Look beyond and you can see how beautiful and meaningful life is.
HERO
There's a hero if you look inside your heart
You don't have to be afraid of what you are
There's an answer if you reach into your soul
and the sorrow that you know will melt away
And then a hero comes along
with the strength to carry on
and you cast your fears aside
and you know you can survive
So, when you feel like hope is gone
look inside you and be strong
and you'll finally see the truth
that a hero lies in you
It's a long road when you face the world alone
No one reaches out a hand for you to hold
You can find love if you search within your self
and the emptiness you felt will disappear
Lord knows dreams are hard to follow
But don't let anyone tear them away
Just hold on, there will be tomorrow
In time you'll find the way
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