It's been a week since the fateful incident.

I can still remember the still body laying in the room. His eyes tightly shut regardless the loud wails and sobs from his loved ones. My hands touching the clammy face of my er jiu jiu.

The one final touch.

The passing of my uncle

Today is 17th March 2010. The lunar calendar reads 2nd February 2010, which also happens to be my grandfather's death anniversary.

My uncle, aged 49, collapsed on the basketball court around 1840 and never woke up from the deep slumber. He was rushed to the hospital at 1915. Despite continuous efforts to resuscitate him, he did not stirr at all.

My Er Jiu Jiu left, just like that. An ernest and responsible father of four loving children, aged 28, 26, 19 and 16. With a dutiful wife who takes good care of the family.

I will never look at the basketball court the same ever again..

Goodbye my dearest uncle. I wish you well and may you be blessed with happiness in your after-life.

Ouch

I like to play with fire and walk on the roads.

Theory proven right, again and again.