Remembering 911

10 years ago, i sat on the carpet with my eyes affixed on the television in front of me.

i didn’t know what was going on. a building in NYC was engulfed in smoke. minutes later, it collapsed.

it was surreal, like a bad movie. except it was on the news.

and i thought, how many people in that building weren’t ready to die that day. how many regretted not telling their loved ones they loved them. how many spent the last hours of their lives being a slave to money.

how many jumped out of that building, sad, tragic, lonely, yet public 10 seconds journeys to death.

how many stood and watched; hopeless and helpless.

how many worried friends, families. how many grief-stricken ones. how many have lost their mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, wives, husbands, sons, daughters.

and at the end of it all, how blessed i was to be in singapore, sitting on a carpet, watching a television.

RIP, victims of the September 11 attacks.
God bless your souls, and those who have loved but lost you.

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