life is precious . in my life , one come and one go .

day turn into night , and night turn into day , every human

that is brought to this world has to go to where it belongs .

its GOD who gives us life , and its GOD who take our life .

this hand of mine bathe him and carried him to his grave .

oh how painful it is to bring your grandpa to his own grave .

the moment i stepped into his room , i myself couldnt believe

that there he was , lying . cold . i kept asking myself , is it real ?

am i dreaming ? i just had lunch with him a few days back . and now , he's gone ?

during that whole week , iv been thinking about him .

i even wanted to bring him out to SUNGAI ROAD the place he love to

go when he was still strong . thinking that if i were to bring him there ,

he can relive his memories and be strong . but fate permits .

*abah abang , i know you are still here with us . and if you are reading or listening to what im saying , IM MISSING YOU ! AND I LOVE YOU ! i know you left us for good .

and i know you are in a better place . i know you can walk without your walking stick .

i have your blood in me and i will carry on the tradition . i promise to take care of opah .

i promise , abah abang , because you and opah raised me up ! and now its my turn to repay opah . i'll see you in another world abah !

*rest in peace my beloved grandpa !