Life is somewhat an unbalanced line between fate and free will. While some others choose to live, others choose to die. I had a good friend.. His name was Jegan. Have been friends with him since I was in Form Four. He just passed away this year. Apparently he took his own life.
He was a normal person just like you and me, graduated, worked and had a good position in a company and most importantly was the best friend anyone could ever have. He would give you the most rational practical solutions to whatever problems I had from girl problems to getting rid of stress.
It is ridiculous to think that he was found with a rare sort of psychosis last year that manifested fully early this year and took his life.
I thought maybe I would have my best friend chillin with me once I get back home after finishing my final year in uni but fate had it otherwise. All those times I didn't call him, took him for granted, fills me with absolute regret. You keep on thinking what if; only to be slapped across the face with the harsh cruel reality, he's gone.... and you ain't never gonna see him again.
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