Yesterday I had an extremely weird dream.
You know sometimes you dreamt about those who have passed away but often these dream didn't left me feeling confuse and they didn't affect me a lot.
I dreamt about my dearly departed friend, A.
Mind you, I never dreamt about him before and I wasn't thinking about him before I sleep.
A was my secondary school classmate. He was a very smart guy and 3 of us with another classmate always in close competition for the number 1 spot in class. He was also the head prefect during my time.
He's so smart that sometimes it gets annoying arguing with him.
We weren't that close personally and after we left school, we never really kept in touch but without fail, every festive season he will send a text wishing me well.
Every year. Every festive season. Without fail. So he holds a special place in my heart for his thoughtfulness.
The last I heard of him, he was pursuing PhD in our hometown. I was happy for him as he is so capable.
And then few years later, I received a shocking news from our fellow classmate S that A took his own life.
S quickly contacted everyone via Facebook & gathered all in Whatsapp group to inform of A's wake and funeral.
In all of those years we lost touch, probably a lot of things had happened to him that I didn't know about. The burden must be too much for him to bear that he decided death is the best solution.
The way it happened, was like a pre-planned action.
The day before, A had invited his friend to go for lunch the next day and asked his friend to come pick him up at his house at noon.
Arriving at A's place, calls went unanswered and nobody came to the door. Worried that something is amiss, his friend opened the unlocked gate, found that front door was locked, went to the back door and that's where he found A's lifeless body.
A already planned for his friend to discover his body.
Maybe it was fate that I was also back in hometown for a short break when all of this happened and I was able to pay my last respect and see him for the last time.
I went home with so many unanswered questions.
Since then I never have any dream of him until last night.
In that dream, I was with a friend attending St. Joe and there is A with our group of close YCS friends. He look exactly as I had remembered him during secondary school.
I was so confused because in my mind I knew he passed away but there he was, fit as a fiddle.
I asked him "I thought you died?"
And he said it was a false alarm. He died but only for a while, for a few minutes and they managed to revive him.
And then the dream ended. Again I was left uneasy with so many unanswered questions.
A, wherever you are, I hope you are in a better place :')
You know sometimes you dreamt about those who have passed away but often these dream didn't left me feeling confuse and they didn't affect me a lot.
I dreamt about my dearly departed friend, A.
Mind you, I never dreamt about him before and I wasn't thinking about him before I sleep.
A was my secondary school classmate. He was a very smart guy and 3 of us with another classmate always in close competition for the number 1 spot in class. He was also the head prefect during my time.
He's so smart that sometimes it gets annoying arguing with him.
We weren't that close personally and after we left school, we never really kept in touch but without fail, every festive season he will send a text wishing me well.
Every year. Every festive season. Without fail. So he holds a special place in my heart for his thoughtfulness.
The last I heard of him, he was pursuing PhD in our hometown. I was happy for him as he is so capable.
And then few years later, I received a shocking news from our fellow classmate S that A took his own life.
S quickly contacted everyone via Facebook & gathered all in Whatsapp group to inform of A's wake and funeral.
In all of those years we lost touch, probably a lot of things had happened to him that I didn't know about. The burden must be too much for him to bear that he decided death is the best solution.
The way it happened, was like a pre-planned action.
The day before, A had invited his friend to go for lunch the next day and asked his friend to come pick him up at his house at noon.
Arriving at A's place, calls went unanswered and nobody came to the door. Worried that something is amiss, his friend opened the unlocked gate, found that front door was locked, went to the back door and that's where he found A's lifeless body.
A already planned for his friend to discover his body.
Maybe it was fate that I was also back in hometown for a short break when all of this happened and I was able to pay my last respect and see him for the last time.
I went home with so many unanswered questions.
Since then I never have any dream of him until last night.
In that dream, I was with a friend attending St. Joe and there is A with our group of close YCS friends. He look exactly as I had remembered him during secondary school.
I was so confused because in my mind I knew he passed away but there he was, fit as a fiddle.
I asked him "I thought you died?"
And he said it was a false alarm. He died but only for a while, for a few minutes and they managed to revive him.
And then the dream ended. Again I was left uneasy with so many unanswered questions.
A, wherever you are, I hope you are in a better place :')
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