Tuber Warts...

I've just received news yesterday morning that Rosline has passed away. It really came as a shock as her condition was only known to me not long ago. Our get-well cards did not even reached in time.

Even though I only knew her shortly, as I lay in bed yesterday, it suddenly hit me that I would never see her again. I actually cried when memories of her resurfaced.

I last saw her in December, before I flew to Australia, when we were at an AIESEC event, NLDS 2005. She was filled with enthusiasm to carry out her new duties in the club. We slept in the same room, gossiped about other people and talk about boys and relationships. She would scream with laughter when we were chatting about naughty topics. We practised our funny jingles together and came up with an Egyptian-themed dance. On actual performance day, she did beautifully and many came up to request for her number. She squealed in typical Rosline fashion when we teased her about it. She was active and cheerful, an avid Jay Chou fan with a love for anything Japanese.

How young she was and life was full of promise.

It was merciful that God did not let her to suffer for long before taking her to His arms. Here I offer a silent prayer for her family, for balm to soothe the loss of one so young.