Father's Death

Woke up 9:30 am. It's sleepy Sunday but I woke up rather early today. This dream is a little sad.

The earliest scene I could remember is that we have stopped at Kundasang to spend a night in a lodging house. We have chosen to stay in Aristo resort. It was kind of a great place.

There are several other guests here to but one of them is someone I am familiar with. It is my old friend and classmate Jacky Voon. I was really surprised to see him here. I found out from him that he has been paying to live here for many months now. He invited me to visit his place in KK which is several miles away.

So I drove to KK and went to meet him in a area. That is where the dream scene changed. I found myself to be an Indian boy having a brave Indian father. We were here celebrating a festival, I think it is someone's wedding.

However, there is one thing the wedding festival is missing - electricity. They lack of electricity to power the lights, fans and other electronic stuffs. It was a flaw in the utility pole system. My father was courageous and helpful enough to volunteer to climb up the electrical power poles to fix the faulty parts. It was a very risky job, you could die electrocuted doing it.

No one but my father dared. He climbed the power pole and carefully pole walked across on a wire to the faulty area. Everyone looked at him eager to know what will happen. If my father accidentally touched another wire, a circuit will form and electrocute my dad to death.

My father was walking slowly while balancing himself on the wire. I was praying the whole time for him to be safe. Suddenly he tripped and fell. Everybody shrieked as he fall and hit a second wire which formed an electrical circuit exposing my father to a deadly dose of high voltage electricity. Wires wrapped around him as he fall and instantly strangled him. In the end, he is just hanging there while everybody is in shock.

I knew there is no hope for him anymore. I was filled with great grief but I hold back my tears trying not to show any sign of sadness. I instantly accepted the fact that he is gone and I have to move on with my life.

After this I dreamt about zombies but who cares.

That is really one sorrowful dream. I am glad that was all just a dream.