Saturday, September 11

Day 1 - September 11, 2010

Today was just like any other day. I woke up as usual in the morning, took my bath and packed my bag for classes. And this week we have a new cycle – Autopsy. Oh great, cutting up the dead. A thought which I didn’t really look forward to, actually. And so there I was, on the bus., on the way to the morgue. It was a long journey, I thought. Then my thoughts drifted away, and these words suddenly ran across my mind:

“Please do not disturb me anymore. Live your life without me.”

Then my vision became blurry, and I felt my chest tighten. MY breath became heavy and deep, as I felt trickles of sadness run down my cheeks. Reading that message earlier before going to class was a wrong move.

September 11. This date has been etched into the minds of modern humans, as a day of great disaster and sorrow. For those who actually lost their families and loved ones on that day, today marks another anniversary of that painful memory. And now, I think I’m going to be one of them who will remember September 11 as a day of great grief.

On September 11, 2010 – I was dumped.

Yup. After 6 months together. The end has come. I should have seen it coming. It was so perfect in the beginning. I guess it was just not meant to be. What about all the promises made a long time ago? Was it all true, or was it all a lie?

I was shattered. My whole world just stood still as I read the words that made me weak in the knees. We promised to be together, be there for each other, in pain or gain, in health or sickness, in joy or sorrow. I guess the promises were just words. I was the only one who was hanging on to my promises.

I couldn’t concentrate at all in class. I had to bail out of the autopsy room. The stench of the rotting corpse strained my endurance to the max, and I nearly had nothing at all to begin with. I left and immediately went home. I just laid on my bed the whole day. I didn’t eat. I didn’t feel like eating. I laid on my bed from afternoon till the night. I only woke up to brush my teeth and wash my face which was drenched in tears. I slept immediately after that, perhaps due to the crying I’ve done the whole day. And as I texted B good night, I wished myself good night as well.