back from the funeral and the mall. they finally buried my uncle today.
   but i realised something as i stood there, his casket being pushed inside
   the cemented house for him. 
   death was not as dramatic as it is portrayed in movies. people cry, yes, but
   quietly, and in their own way. death is only as commonplace as life is. and
   fragile enough. granted, i almost died, but i never saw death as something dramatic
   or to be celebrated. i just know that after a while, i will be nothing but dust. and that
   is all there is to life. so, live it fully.

   wow, i am not just one for death. i have not cry in any funeral and i doubt i will cry 
  when someone close to me goes.