I was working on site, with my younger brother and a few crews. Someone or something inform us that my dad has pass away. Naturally, we are trying to get home fast! To verify the source and to make sure. We are in a hi-tech building, which got many levels, and we all keep waiting for the lift to arrived. But for me, there are no ongoing lift. Say, at one instance i am supposed to go up, but all the lift is on the way down..so everyone around me naturally be gone one by one, while me wait on. But there are times when the going-up lift supposed to reach my floor, as indicated by the digital screen, it would automatically turn goin-down mode just on the floor before mine. Then after sometimes, suddenly a new info display nearby, indicating we or I should go down instead, then the lift situation are reversed. So, now all lift are going up.
The weird thing is, sometimes I am being transferred to Myanmar countryside, which has got no vehicles and no mode of communications, and a group of bad guys after after me, so I could just walk to my destination, which is home I guessed. But everything is so blurry and unclear...then suddenly I am driving a lorry with the crews going home finally. So, when I reach a restaurant near our home office, my GPS screen suddenly becomes a lcd with updated news from satellite. The recent news is my dad had pass away, with his picture displayed on the screen. Though a bit older than my dad now, but it's definitely him. And at the restaurant, it actually had become a big funeral parlour, and no doubt my dad's funeral is being held as I drove past. I rememebered being sad, and in disbelief.
Then, after I parked the lorry at store, then I have no idea why I started to unload the things I driven home. There are this machine/vehicle which I'd never seen before, not forklift then suddenly my dad is there giving me instructions on how to operate it smoothly. Then I am so happy as I ask him, if he would stay and teach me more. Then he said smiling, maybe just one more time. Then we kinda hugged, and I waken up, crying when I remembered how funny he was when saying maybe one more time. So like him, the gestures, the him in real life. And me crying on my bed, thinking how fragile life is...that my daddy really gonna to leave us anytime soon. That time is actually running out, of him, of me too. That my own life line is getting shorter and shorter.
I remembered last time, about 10 years ago, I dreamed about my mum pass away as well. It's really scary that this time my dad. Why am I dream such things? I knew it meant something, my dreams always do...but I don't like it when they put me in such vulnerable situation. Feeling the hurt and pain so real. Maybe one day i would dream of myself dying...someday!
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