I have just come back from a funeral.. a friend's father who died early in the morning surrounded by children at the hospital.. He had leukimia.
I was there.. to show all the support only to realise that she was surprisingly calm.. not because she was not sad.. but being the eldest.. she must have been used to putting a brave mask on her face..
Talking about death is not something pleasant. I used to feel akward at funerals, not knowing what to do.. i dont know whether to smile, hug or give space or simply be there doing nothing..
Once i went to a college friend's funeral.. the husband couldnt see anyone from our batch because it was just too painful.. so we stepped back and left him alone.
It's so sad, though, being at the funeral.. not because of the death but i just couldnt help noticing a few people who were there waiting..
i attended a few talk on funeral.. i remember clearly what the ustazah preached.. she said.. it's better not coming than coming and yet talk and talk about other things...
well, it's surprisingly true.. At first we were there to give our final respect.. but then.. while waiting.. we couldnt help saying hi to all the ones coming.. It's kinda rude but then it is like a reunion.. and i really think catching up during that time is just not appropriate.. especially when people exchange laughter catching up with each other stories..
I overheard some selling MLM and some even answer business call in the house..which is just a shame.. Some really forget how sad people are losing their loved ones and they can never understand why some people are still laughing..
Continue reading ya ! in my next post.. adab2 menziarahi jenazah.. coming soon..
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