Death of a Friend
If you stay in Singapore, chances are you would have read about the death of Clifton, the SAF pilot trainee. We were in the same Secondary School, Poly and then in the same camp during NS for a few months. We weren’t the closest of friends for sure. We just happen to be in proximity for these years.
Pardon me for not being entirely sad though. I just know he’ll be back… albeit not as Clifton. So there’s nothing to be sad about.
What I felt was a waste, and the emphasis is on what I felt, not what he felt, is that he did not experienced a no-bars-held kind of relationship when he was still alive. I say this because the last time I talked to him while we were still in the same camp, it seems that his relationship isn’t all that fulfilling. At least not to me.
I would sooner die than have a relationship where there isn’t 100% openness and satisfaction (or at least the want to satisfy the other party as much as possible).
Amen.
-Roy
