Upside down.

Just came back from seremban its 1 am now.my friend james met with an accident just few days back.things are not looking good at all. Took a train down to seremban and visited him in the ICU ward. it was a head to head collision with a van. van driver died on the spot. He survived. at first i thought it was all okay after naveen told me he was stable. but it wasn't.

My heart was pumping vigourously as i walked up the steps towards the ICU ward. i hated hospitals. the smell of medicine, cries and wails of patients. white coated people walking around. after sterilizing my hands, i went to see james. it's so freaking uncomfortable seeing james's name being put up on the white board. Moreover , he laid down there. motionless. I analyzed him for quite abit, he was really messed up. Naveen said it was worst before but docs have manage to stitch the wounds up on his forehead. it wasn't a pleasant sight. his hair still looked the same. same ol' james.

His condition is way beyond the boundaries of modern medicine and now is in the line of divine power and will power.

James comes from a family of 5 siblings. its hard for all of them. George the oldest of all of them have been toughing it out. Being the rock for the family to rely on, and being calm. i really respect him.

Before i left his bed, i kinda reminded him about our football match. remember yeah, our football match. you're gonna play. i know you will. or at least be there.

James has been pronounced as braindead just a while ago. i saw his parents breaking down. especially the mom, aunt cindy who blames herself for the tragedy. She's taking it really hard on herself. I'm choosing not to believe that. his not brain dead.he won't be, and he will never ever be. Believing is the first step.

James i know and ultimately all of us know that you wouldn't give up that easily right. We're counting on you. Go get em tiger.