Mortality

This morning, J was rushed to the hospital. He couldn't move his right arm, nor could he speak. I feel the worst, that he suffered a heart attack, albeit a mild one, but still a heart attack. Fortunately, his roommate E was still there. E is going back home for his vacation tomorrow. What if this happened tomorrow, instead of today? How will we know if J would be alright, if he didn't have a roommate?!

This news made me question my own mortality. Yes, I feel that nobody can touch me, nothing can bring me down. Now I know that that's just an illusion, a lie even. I will die. If not today, then tomorrow. If not tomorrow, then another day. I can't escape from it.

But still, there are things I can do that will at least slow death's grip on me. I'll stay away from fatty foods. I'll do my exercises regularly, so watch out for me at the badminton courts! Happiness will be my friend, no more lonely thoughts for me! I'll surround myself with happy people, and make them happy also in return. I may die, but I'll die laughing, and with company. Yes, they'll mourn at my funeral, but they will reminisce the times we were in a circle, laughing at anything and everything.

Happy days are here again! Only a fool will think of mortality as something sad.