Thursday, February 03, 2005
Song 'O The Moment will be back in the next post; we (I, actually) apologize for the inconvenience.
With that out of the way, let's move on. I've just had some intriguing thoughts (happens when you laze around the whole day doing virtually nothing, but that's another story). I just remembered this book my army & JC mate was reading sometime back, titled
The Lovely Bones. It made the bestseller's list a while back, so it may or may not be familiar to you.
The Lovely Bones is about the experience of a girl who got raped and killed, while she was in her early teens. Her spirit doesn't go to heaven or hell, but instead stays on Earth, watching her parents and friends cry at her funeral, how life goes on without her, etc.
That's what really got me. How would things go on if say I died instead? Would people cry at my funeral? (the cryptic people who would question the availability of said funeral in my honour, piss off.) Would people really miss me? How would life go on without me?
I'd like to think that people would really miss me. I'd like to think the tears at my funeral would be genuine. Knowing the situation though, that's not perhaps very likely. I don't tend to make a genuine impression on people, I don't really play a very big part in the lives of most people that I know. Perhaps its the introvertedness; I don't know. They'd say a few stock phrases about how I was a good man in life, and then forget me the next week. Something like that.
If I died, would she miss me? Would she be like those actresses you see in the movies, crying silently in a corner? Again, most probably not. Fantasies are nice to indulge in, but one shouldn't take them too seriously.
I can't tell you what happened in the end of the book, because I honestly don't know. I haven't had the opportunity to borrow it, and the cover price at Times and MPH is just hideous, at least to me. So much for cheap bestsellers. I do hope that, if it came to saying one honest thing about me that I could be proud of in my life, was that I was a good listener and shoulder to cry on.
Neuvo Riche, compadres`
On a lighter note, I remember this exerpt from PCK, 1st season, back when it used to be really funny (now it's just sad, the way everyone over-acts):
(PCK has just bought Aloysius an ice-cream)
PCK: Ah Loy, you know you're my favourite nephew rite?
Aloysius: (licking ice-cream vigourously) Uncle! I'm your only nephew
PCK: Ohh..
Runnin' away, you can't pretend...
9:28 PM