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Saturday, July 16, 2005

He was a great, young man...


Dearest all,

Approximately around 2300hrs last night, a 25 years-old Royal Air Force pilot passed away after suffering from cardiac arrest (eh, cardiac arrest, or was it heart attack? Hmmm - whatever lah. What I do know is that he died because of heart problems - eh, heart, or lung problems? Hmmmm - doink me right? Me blur) Whatever it is, he died in the arms of his dad, a retired Royal Air Force pilot too, and surrounded by his family members; two older brothers, both are MH (Malaysia Airlines) pilots, and a few younger siblings. The mother was said to be smiling, no tears coming out from her eyes, and above all, she was said to be very calm when her son suffered the last attack before he passed away... (She may not be crying, but only God knows how she's taking all these in her...)

The late Captain Wirna's body was brought back from KL to his grandmother's place, in his hometown early this morning, for all family members and relatives, friends, and loved ones to come and pay their last respect. On the other hand, I was informed about this sad news early this morning after my 'Subuh' prayers; and after the body arrived safely at his grandmother's place, me was already there, and me spent like the whole morning up till noon just now sitting there, and comforting the deceased grandmother, who cried a lil'bit, as she kept on saying, "God, why must you take all these younger ones before me? Why my grandson? Why not me? I'm old... they're young, they should be given the chance to live longer..." She wasn't at all like this when her son passed away early April this year; back then, she was pretty calmed and relaxed about it. But this time around, seeing her, I nearly cried too (knowing me, DQ!) but I had to be strong, and had to calm her down, saying that she shouldn't be saying all these, and shouldn't be questioning all this, which is already been written in the book of faith. This poor, restless, coming to 80 years old grandmother, is actually, my grandmother too; and yes peeps, so it is - Allahyarham Captain Muhd. Wirna Yusoff, was my cousin...

The late Captain Wirna, whom I used to call "Wir", wasn't close to me when we were kids. A year younger to me, Wir wasn't in my 'favorite cousins' list. He used to tease me, make jokes about me, chasing me while holding some insects in his hands, and I would end up running around the house, crying my lungs out. By the time we were teenagers, me and Wir seldom see each other (only on certain occasions, like Raya or something) and eventually, we hardly see each other anymore for both of us had we called, our own life. And besides, his family later on rarely comes back for any occasions (even if they come back, Wir normally didn't join em...) but not until in 2001, I met him by coincidence after not seeing each other since, what, 5 year? 6, 7 years back? I flew to Shanghai with his eldest brother, who was the captain on that flight I was operating. When we got back to KL (by then, I already found out that Captain Irman was my cousin, and Wir's big brother), me saw Wir picking up his brother at the arrival hall. Since Wir stayed somewhere near my place, he offered me to send me back after dropping off his big brother back at his house. And from there, we became close - and Wir was in the list of my 'favorite cousins'. But after a while, somewhere in 2003, or early 2004, me and Wir, both of us were like busy with work and our own life and stuff, which made us part again from being close cousins. We hardly meet up anymore, calling once in a blue moon, and soon, we were at distance again - but never had we lost contact. The last time I met him was at a party somewhere mid last year (ok ok! So it's like, a year since I last saw him...) so when mommy broke the news this morning, I was like, really in shock. My cousin 'Wir' is no longer with us, among us, in this dying planet earth... (May his body and soul, rest in peace)...



'Wir'- apart from being so naughty, mischievous, and irritating cousin (in his younger days), he was actually a nice person to talk to; sit down, having coffee with him, and just talk, on and on, be it anything about everything... He turned out to be quite a hunk, and at the age of 24, 25 - he sure was a guy 'to-die' for. Sweet he was, charming, and above all, soft spoken (so different from his irritating childhood years...) I thank God for given me that chance to know Wir better, before he died. Cute and adorable when he smiles, funny when he makes even a simple stupid joke, serious like his dad when it comes to serious matters, Captain Muhd. Wirna Yusoff was definitely, a fine young man who will always be one of my best, favorite cousins!!!

May God rest your soul in peace... Al Fatihah to him, and for non-Muslims, lets have a minute of your precious time to be in silence, to respect my late cousin, Captain Muhd. Wirna Yusoff...


Nurlea Laurielle Lai Lee Abdullah
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Posted at 2:06:32 pm by Nurlea Laurielle Lai Lee Abdullah

elly
July 18, 2005   02:11 AM PDT
 
sorry to hear of your loss... my condolences to you and your family...
Nonstop22`
July 19, 2005   01:52 PM PDT
 
ALFATEHA...
semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat
salam takziah dari kota singa



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