Appreciation

He saw his dad lying on the chair. His dad's hair was a bit messy, which made it look even worse. His face looked superbly tired.

Man he looks dead.

"Snap out of it!" he thought to himself. "He's only sick." Just sick. Cough, sore throat. The usual.

But it looked so real.

For that 5 seconds (ok I made that up), and for once in his life, he had that fear in his heart. The kind of fear that purged right in to the bottom of his heart. The kind of fear that makes one re-thinks about life. The kind of fear that makes one think, about life and death.

His father was sick since Tuesday. Finishing an entire strip of anti-biotics and a whole bottle of cough mixture didn't help one bit. It only probably stopped it from getting worse. He took his father to the doctor, and the doctor gave him new medication.

What struck him was this: his father is only sick, but already looks so bad. What more if he had something worse? What will happen when next time, his father requires operation?

It reminded him of this cliche often repeated: "Life is short." It's what people add AFTER it that doesn't make it sound nice sometimes. However, there are those who add this: "Life is short. Appreciate your love ones."

It also reminded him of the word "responsibility". When his father "goes", he'll be in charge of taking of the family, even though he has an older sister. What's he going to do then? He's not prepared. Or at least he feels he isn't. Yet.

Whatever it is, he will have to look forward. The only problem will be the manner in which he looks forward with, though there isn't any doubt who to look forward with. ;)

~eNd~