Last Saturday, on a business travel to Kajang, after the business deal, stop by a restaurant that I used to go often enough that the owner knew me in person during my days in CyberJaya. The foods are as tasty as before. The owner seems to forget who I am but he did approach me to greet that I look familiar to him. I managed to pull him back into the history and he finally knew that I was one of the loyal customers in the old days.
As usual, casual chat after meal, my business partner (rather my good friend as well whom I know for more than 20 years) told me one of our school mate has committed suicide.
What a shock to me, the person had also joined the same university with me after completed our secondary school.
He had some mental problem during his first year in the university that saw him temporary quit the study and on medication. I managed to talk to some of his room-mates and course mate, some were telling me that he is too stress out, not just on study but also some teaching on religions. (We used to have some religion societies in the U, and being local U, we are more exposed to certain teaching as there are classes for that).
During second year, he came back after some treatments; he seemed mentally ok, and on medication that he needed to take some pill to control the situation. I told him to follow doctor’s advices to take medicine promptly.
Unfortunately, he failed adhering to doctor’s advices, his mental problem crept in again later of the year and that incident concluded his study life. I had not seen him anymore in the campus.
I went on to complete my study and start to contribute to the country as a tax payer. And that part of memory seems to fade away and move into a gray area. Not expecting that one day I bounced into him again..
As our conversation went, I found out that he has been working after the second time he left the university, I refrained myself to talk about his sickness, but both of us know that we all knew about these fact, at the end we exchange telephone number and we shot off each other way.
When the news of suicide came to me, I was first shock as I thought he should be ok after the recovery from the second incident. My friend told me that his family has that trait (i.e. mental problem), it is just a matter if the problem explodes or not.
For few nights, I have been wondering why he had chosen to end his life this way, is it relief to him or he think this is a relief to his family? Obviously, there is no way I can get the answer now from him. I inclined to believe he is seeking relief for his family (his family was quite poor, and his father has passed away before the Uni time). Whether his objective is archived, I don’t know, but for sure, that is a bad memory for the people who know him, and for his family members that who love him. That is surely a heartening sad moment.
To my friend, RIP. To his family, i share your sadness moment, i can't do much but hope this experience would not haunt you longer
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