July has been a rather terrible month for me. My BMT buddy and a very close friend of mine, Nicholas Chan, passed away on the 3rd of July around 1pm. It’s a very sudden and tragic passing and I have to admit that I’m still in denial about the whole thing, though subconsciously.
I went to his wake every day after that, sometimes staying till the sun was about to rise. I hung around my BMT clique and we relived the days of long ago. I observed and listened to some of the things spoken and had intimate chats with another friend who was close to Nick. I observed the Army guys as they went ahead in performing the military funeral. I gave Nick a final salute as they slow marched the coffin in front of us. The image of his peak cap laid on his coffin etched prominently in my memory.
Justin, a part of our trio, stayed on to walk with the procession. I stood beside him and we silently trudged along behind the long column of tears and sobs. A couple of hours later, we watched as the coffin traveled remotely on a track that led up to the furnace. The gigantic wooden doors slid shut, quick and silent, before any of us could be knocked back into reality.
It’s funny, after everything. Jarrel, Nick’s ‘bestie’ and I sat at the lobby of our bunk block and sat there smoking till 4am for the next four days. I say it’s strange because we shared our sentiments on the Army as a whole. Despite our dissatisfaction, a big part of us also thought of signing on. It’s pretty obvious we were bordering on insanity.
As I was getting a hang of the loss, another person I’ve recently met passed away. It was a sudden death, too. Her name is Yasmin Ahmad, and I met her, spoke to her, on the set of her last production work which was the ‘Funeral’ commercial for MCYS.
She was an inspirational person and a very pleasant person to talk to. The impression she has left on me has led me to start a tribute project with another friend of mine, Jayden.
The passing month has cornered me into thinking much about life and death, and I’ve been keeping tabs on some of the new feelings and perceptions that I have of the Army as it is. Suddenly, this film’s story has taken a new life and direction. I’d say it’s maturing. And what was meant to be something stupid and sarcastic has been layered with strong under-currents of hateful spits and “bro-mantic” sentiments.
I admit that I haven’t been writing a lot lately on the film. A sort of mental block. Or laziness. I can see the images running through my head as I try to piece each scene in a logical sense. And I’ve spoken to a few of my friends from different schools of thought on what they think.
Finally, I spoke to Jayden about this, and he said it as blatantly as it should be,” Audi, you can’t just keep thinking of the film. Or your work. You need to start writing it down.”
So I started the week with my trusty black pen and tattered notebook. Writing.
And nothing can stop me.