An Inspiration

This post was inspired by a good friend of mine. Honestly speaking, there aren't many friend whom i acknowledge as friend in MMU. But, she is one of those whom i placed in my heart. She will not be forgotten because of her determination in live. I am pretty sure millions of people out there are complaining everyday when something bad happens to them, for instance, they got caught in a massive traffic jam - i mean who doesn't?, gotten ill because over walking in the rain, etc... Have they ever put themselves in other people shoes when they complain? Other people shoe doesn't mean to put into George Bush's shoe, or and Dick or Harry, but into the children in Africa, in the shoes of Lisa from Ireland who died of radiation overdose, or even my grandma who had to rely on medicine since she was in her 40s.

This particular friend of mine stood strong even in the lowest moment in her life. Ok, what does 'lowest' means? Is going through a chemotherapy 'low' enough? Imagine a healthy person who suddenly realised she had to go through a surgery, a few inches scar on her flat tummy then, go through a series of neverending chemotherapy. She went through it all, of course not by herself, but with the encouragement of people around her. She didn't give up, not even when she lost 10kg's. (Of course, she was also happy because she managed to slim down - that's not the point)

After a hell long torture, I suppose she will never forget that few months she had, she didn't give up on her undergrad. She continue studying, hoping to graduate with flying colours. She lead her life like normal, we hang out together as we used to. In fact, for me, i could even forgot about the hard time she went through. It was until lately, when she's feeling a little bit 'out of health'. Her stomach was not giving in to her, it was repelling everything she gave, and even if she doesn't feed it, it will still repel things which are supposed to be inside. This, of course, has caused much discomfort to her.

People around her starts to worry about her, especially those who love her most - her parents. She, on the other hand, doesn't want them to waste their neurons on her, refuse to let them know what is going on with her.

Some might say that this decision of hers is unwise, whilst some might think otherwise. If i were to put myself in her shoe, i would do the same thing. But the thing is, I am not in her position to really decide what i will do. Logically thinking, it will be most appropriate to endure all the suffering myself instead of causing problems for other people as well. but, think again, if you were the parents. would you rather your kid tell you the truth that hurts you or would you rather your kid hide the truth?

I always remember what my dad reminds me, 'You will never know how it feels until you reach that stage.' I think he's right.

So, my dear friend, it is only common for us to care about you, to skip class just to bring you to doctor. We do not think of you as a burden, but we feel honoured to be able to go through your darkest moment with you. Honoured because you had chosen us to be your samurai to fight with you. Stay Strong, and you will be proud of yourself when you tell this story of yours to your kids one day.