It never mend to be.

It never mend to be.

This morning I was supposed to attend the funeral of my former colleague. He was one of the top executive during his hay days in my company. He retired at 65 about 15 years ago and continued to stay in Penang despite his family is living in Singapore.

I had a reunion dinner with him and some former old boys from our company last year and at that time he was weak but he could talk quite loudly. His kidney have failed him at that time and was on treatment.

I gave my self one hour to reach his house to attend his funeral. As I reach there I could see the road names , counting from road one onwards. As I drove on , I could see road 11 , 12 and suddenly jump to 15 and 16. The road I   searching for was road 13. I kept looking and driving round the area and I found road 13 but it was only a short road and there was no house 19 and end at 11A. I stopped and asked two workers working in the area and they just point towards the road 15. I drove around and it was like.a maze and finally I stopped to phone some colleagues. Two did not answer my phone and two of them don't know the direction. I continued to search and in my heart . I continued to tell my deceased colleague that I have tried my best and if it is destined that I could not attend his funeral , don't blame me because I have tired my best.

Finally, one of my colleague who had not answered my phone call him back and by that time, the funeral procession have started . I have to give up and I gave a silent prayer for my ex-colleague to rest in peace.

It has mend to be this way.

Namaste.