The day when it rained

It rained.

I heard the funeral procession beyond the windows of my room.

It was no ordinary funeral procession.

The music of the procession was not loud, it was sad, just very sad...

It was my colleague's funeral procession.

I saw him alive and even talked to him 3 days ago before he collapsed and went into coma.

He was declared braindead and he was pulled off from his life support system.

We were all very shocked and very sad.

Very, very sad.....

I was advised not to attend his funeral wake as I just got married.

It was bright and clear at 1.30pm when I came back to office.

Then it started to rain.

His funeral procession was at 2pm.

My other colleagues who went to his funeral procession,

Came back drenched with red, tearful eyes.

They fought back tears but to no avail.

Tears welled up in my eyes, I felt very sad.

The heaven is crying too,

For the loss of a good, kind man.

Choo, it is our fortune to have you as our colleague.

May you rest in peace.