A TRIBUTE TO MY BELOVED FRIEND

This tribute week is a special presentation towards honoring a greatest friend, brother, composer, worshipper, a good citizen who is named Winsen. He passed away on 20.05.09 having a severe head injury. I was in the hospital from the day he is been warded. Day and night i watched as the distressing moment went by, having him in the ICU (Intensive Care Unit). I forced myself not to be emotional until things have settled, send the beloved body to the respectful family who is waiting for the damn coroner to pass the bill. Having keen responsibilities towards my friend, who is also my beloved youth member, i have to push all of my mind towards settling this matter at hand.

When comes to administration of government bodies in Malaysia, i feel despised sometimes at the service that has been given. They treat you like trash sometimes depending on your colour of your skin. But i find some has the hearts to dissolve quickly. Thanks to the some of the police men at Kota Damansara. Some things has been resolved faster. But i really hate their administration and the way they do things. In this matter i only salute their human conscience. Some take it seriously and for some they think they are the damn boss. You know how it goes.

The perpetrator, a damn Bangla who had no licence and insurance, worst they were riding a stolen bike. To put the matters more worse, they drove exactly the opposite site of the road, example: if u drive in the left, the Bangla drove exactly from the left coming forward, not the opposite road that DAMN IDIOTS SUPPOSED TO DRIVE TO THE RIGHT IDIOTS!!!, YOUR DAMN ROAD IS AT THE RIGHT!! WHAT THE HELL YOU'RE THINKING, YOUR BANGLA STATE??.
(Perpetrator pics will be included).

And for the hospital guards, nurses, you guys are okay, thanks for the minor helps. And for the doctors, SHEESSHH!! While some of them has conscience, A doctor, i think he's name was Helmi, after giving the bad news, he then said to already depressing family who is crying aloud when they know that he don't have a chance of living, can say "DO YOU WANT US TO REMOVE HIS ORGANS?, COZ IT MIGHT BE USEFUL TO OTHERS, IF YES WHEN?. Hoi DOKTOR BOLEH SABARKA TAMBI? (HEY! DOCTOR CAN YOU BE LEAST PATIENT, UNTIL THE THING IS OVER, YOU PIECE OF S**T). Some times you feel just slap the weener out of this people. No doubt he is saying that the organs might save others, but then again can you just wait. Oh for love of God.

After that, its a hustle both between the coroner and the inspector to release the body to be cremated. The thing as i told you, Malaysian administration for the government body sucks deeply. Thanks for the inspector (Ins. Hadi of Kota Damansara) for releasing it fast and Sarjan Hassan (sounds like one of the names in the P.Ramlee movie) in finishing the work faster. We have to split both ways to solve this matter. One of the beloveds brother Anthony went over with Sarjan Hassan to the accident spot and me and my other brothers in the Sg Buloh hospital to release the body from the hospital. Its was until 3.3o am in the morning until all huff and puff matter was solved.

So came the Penggali Kubur (Grave Diggah!), yep, he had all the goodies of the dead with him. Since he is a recognised or and official death agent for the church, that means he comes only when this type of things happen. You know if people pass away kinda stuff. His cemetery located near hospital Sg. Buloh, convenient huh?. We went to see the casket and was discussing about the fees of the grave digging and labour charge. After solving that, it was like 4.oo am in the morning. I feel sad and worried coz my dad had to go all the way to do that and this coz he is the Pastor in the church and he have to keep watch of all the things in the church including the death ceremonies. After the body has been released. I feel glad at one end that the body of the demised has been released and i had solved the matter involving the release from the coroner's hand and another dwindling moment was, the mother had taken insurance for the demised, so i was arguing to them about not doing the post-mortem because the family don't want so, i make sure that the doctor is the one responsible if anything goes with the insurance company, The doctor accepted all full responsibilities. Thank God!!.

So after finishing, i went home to get shower and a little bit of sleep. Coz knowing that the demised are now in the care of the family and there is big work tomorrow morning. We have to do a lot of stuff until the ceremonies are over. So i have to get a little of energy at least. Other church member who is closed to him spend the night there, some are so depressed coz the dismissed friend is so close, especially to the youth boys at church.

It was 20.05.09 that he was declared his last breath. Oh the time is around 10.30am when it happened. So on the 21.05.09 held the ceremony for the dead. There again i felt emptiness and despair, but i braved through, saying to my heart "FINISH EVERYTHING FIRST MY MAN, AND THEN HAVE YOUR PEACE". And so i waited and helped to the very end to finish everything at hand. There where we placed our last candle, flowers and a few words of memories to his grave, and then we left. As i left, i looked back and i saw his grave for the last time on that day, i felt he given us a meaning, "LIFE IS TO SHORT, SO DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO" and then i let aches and tiredness take over my body. As the sun sets fo the evening and makes a magentian autumn, we made a final fellowship at his house and set it as farewell memoir.

"I HOPE THAT I DID MY BEST IN HELPING THE DEMISED AND HIS FAMILY---PEACE REST UPON YOU MY FRIEND. KYRIE ELEISON, KRISTE ELEISON"