the unknown warrior....

i am dedicating this post to you....

Even though the first time we met, you were not in the best of shape. You were lying there, helplessly, with tubes intertwined and connected to your body, you were sleeping. At first, you did sense our presence. You were sleeping as though nothing has ever happen. We knew otherwise. Nothing, NOTHING could make us feel the way you felt when you were awake. All the pain, the discomfort, the loss of memory..... it was pure agony....

You are supposed to be a fighter, fight for your life, continue your journey with your family and loved ones.... But as we watched you lying there, there is an undescribable feeling that seek to swallow me whole. It is not nausea, not discomfort, but pity. How can someone so young, someone who just fell in love, someone who has more plans ahead of him, be lying on the bed, so lifeless, so deep into his sleep. We know you are oblivious. We are aware. Too much aware of all the things.

Life is unfair. Many always said that. I dont think so. Fight for what you believe in, persevere and i know you can do it. Even if it is eventually. Eventually, you will get well.....

I am not sorry that our first meeting has to be this way. There wasn't any proper introduction. There wasn't any exchange of politeness/greetings. But i am glad you responded to her. I am happy for her.

Unknown warrior, get well soon... For her.. for all the things she did for you... She is still waiting for the day to come.... I don't want her to be trap, so helpless, and there is nothing i can do to help.... i wish i know, i wish i am a doctor, i wish i can perform miracle... i wish.....

but now you know, you drift in and out of the reality, sometime conscious, sometime deluded, what can she hold on to? Give her something to pin her hope to, let her breathe.......