I went to buy dinner for my wife this evening. As I was coming back from foodcourt, I saw an uncle walking towards my direction while talking on his handphone; as he passed beside me, I overheard he said heavily, “I’m on my way out, to buy dinner for my son, he’s sick…, he got cancer”.

I pondered what I had just heard as I walked through the dimly lit pathway cutting through a neighbourhood park. The time seems to stop for a while, it felt peaceful, and I said a silent short prayer, “Thank you Lord”.