sometimes life makes you wonder why some of the good people have to end up badly. do you remember the mattress merchants? the good-hearted ones. the couple who delivered mattresses to my aunt and her 5 grandchildren on the 1st night they moved into the brick house. that night they had no money, only a rough floor and a blanket. and the mattress merchant couple wanted them to have some nice sleep, offering to deliver first, and collect the payment later.
today i heard from my aunt that they were killed by a bomb hidden in a ping-pong. both of them shattered into pieces. funeral held.
this afternoon i watched a drama performance, a terrific one, titled "alive in the mortuary".
this world has terrified me. why are there wars, conflicts and killings while life itself already comes with the package of aging, sickness and death?
it's too much. it really is too much.
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