Goodbye Nana Hamdan



Life is Short Notes No 19 - for anyone who purchased my Do Good cards, the designer Nana who painstakingly trace all my lousy lines and made it presentable, who helped me scouting for papers for the card finally bade goodbye after months of battling the idiotic cancer and the dumbass chemo Nana.....im just glad having you to be in this project....You sure gelak-kan me from the heavens now kan....

Rest well Nana, you deserve it, please drink all the coffees you want to now, your kids will be well, im sure of it. You no longer abide to all the worldly sufferings already. We will meet again one day.....laughing, kutuk someone else and yes have more conversations.


alas, yes i have to admit that universe's grand plan is perfect - but this is mentioned by Buddha, that this is suffering, suffering mentally and physically....Im a human after all. Getting these news just jolt my system as im recovering from a bad shit fever - the weather is fucked up at it's best.

Here me with Adam, Nana's second son, she is one of those rare woman who can stand my sarcasm, criticism - hell we can talk virtually everything under the sun. And yes, instruct me to babysit Adam.


Tony texted me and said she is not well, i cant reply as i was in bed with a bad toothache, plus i assume she is ok as i called her husband last week - everything is ok. But it's not.


losing major talents like Nana, Alan Rickman and David Bowie to CANCER, chemotherapy and all that related shit - please go fuck your self.......yes please do.....all the million bucks spent thru the years doesn't yield anything for god's sake. Whoever designed silly shit stupid chemotherapy process should think that you gave misery to mankind not cure.

Whoever survived this ordeal, im happy you no longer have to deal with this shit.

To all doctors - read this, imagine your loved ones in pain, would you subject them to this inhumane process of healing? Inject them with tons of chemical shit in the pretext of curing them? Billing them incessantly - milking every cent of their insurance card?

What is your price for compassion, loving and kindness man?

Name your price.


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