Death of an unknown neighbour.

There was a disturbing and shocking news today.

My..Erm... snobbish neighbour was found dead in his home today, about 2am by his wife.

How did i know? Because my mom heard the wife cried out and scream out loud when she found her husband was lying dead on the bed, in their master bedroom.

We have always called him 'Cicak Kubing' as he was really, really thin. Like skeleton thin.

We were told that that neighbour of ours had been really sick for a week. And today he died in his sleep.

I don't know what to say. Of course it was a bit shocking. but just a bit. Although we have been neighbors (as in LITERALLY next door neigbors) for 8 years, we hadn't actually gotten to know each other. Despite of my mom being really kind and helpful to comfort the wife and was first there when the discovery of his death happened, the wife didn't even remember my mom's name. But my mom remember hers.

That's one of the example of how snobbish and how 'unclose' we were with each other. They weren't friendly people. In fact they despise us, especially the dead husband. he thought it was like a bad luck to have malay neighbors next to them. And ironically the malay neighbor was the one that was there to help them when they were in trouble.

I don't feel any grief at all. In fact i think it's really interesting to be witnessing a real Chinese funeral happening right next to your home. And it's really interesting to know and witness someone you know died, and he lived right next door. I've never experience much deaths of people, especially of the ones i know.

But it's kinda shocking you know. You'll never know when your turn will be.

p/s: awwh! they put on curtains to block others from viewing the funeral! damn!