i'm not listening

a 92 yr old Singaporean man who survived the Japanese occupation was interview about his gruesome escape from death.

dad use to talk a lot abt his life during that era
but i was too young to listen
n too rebellious.

if only he could wake up n talk now...
i will write down in detail all the things he would say

i will record it down on pen n paper
n find some1 to publish it n dedicate it to him

i just realized, of all the children he has
i'm d most similar to him in terms of "talents"
we love to tell stories... little life details intrigue us

but i realized this a little too late
he can't talk now...neither is he thinking straight anymore

y...in those 30 yrs that he has pension, why dint he took time to write
to pen down those long lost moments
so that his children or grandchildren could read

he has the knowledge
the language capability
i'm sure he could hv written like a well versed journalist

but he never did
or maybe he never will

isn't it sad?
mayb we should hv encourage him to do so

make me think...we nvr know until its too late
we should do everything n anything that matters in life
so that when we leave...we leave our love ones with good memories
or at least we leave with our own fond memories
n we know that we've lived.