Few days ago, I met a man from street fellowship. He looked like a retired Indian man. Healthy looking, educated man. His eyes were clear, so was his honesty. We briefly introduced ourselves and he started sharing his story. You know how sometime you meet people at social functions; you don’t know if they are putting on a façade, you don’t know who is being real, who is not. There wasn’t any mask involved here.
Back to the man, he used to held a high position in the port where he worked. Being young and earning money, like many other young working adults, he started hanging out with friends at pubs and started drinking. Those days were fun for him, and he enjoyed it. Like most people, he thought he could control the alcohol. Hahaha…. How naïve….
He got married, had three kids, I think he prolly had a nice family. He kept telling me his son is a graduate. Good for him. Anyway, his alcohol problem persisted for 20 over years till one day the family couldn’t take it anymore. The son raised his fist at the dad, the dad left home.
A careered man, an educated man, a family man….. he is now sleeping in the streets at night, try to earn some money just to get his fix. He is always on alert as he wouldn’t want to be caught by local council, he hardly sleep well at night. His ego was broken, the proud man in him made humbled.
One thing I admired about him is that he still has his dignity. He won’t accept free meals, he would want to work for it. Another thing I admired about him is that he knows he needs help and he wants to change. He wants to quite his habits and he is looking for the answer. I encouraged him and wished him all the best. I hope he makes some progress….
Listening to his story, I shared mine too. I told him I know exactly how the son must have felt. I too came from the same family. That’s history, now is the present, and tomorrow is the future. What you do now determines your future; you don’t live in your past. I told him my dad died of alcohol… the moment I said those words he turned his face away. He realized that it is real and it is not playing game, it is not having fun. Alcoholism kills.
It was nice talking to him, knowing that he knows the dangers of his habits. Like I’ve said before, he is a learned man. He knows the danger of that cheap liquor sold in cina shops. In a way, I think he was glad to have talked to me too, knowing that I know these stuffs too. Both of us realized that this is real. And what I could do is only to encourage him to change and he wills to change.
May 9th marks the second anniversary of my dad’s passing away. I thank God for my dad, as in he provided for the family, gave me education, gave financial security. My dad had a compassionate heart. He too has an ego. I won’t write much here, I don’t wanna share much here. But what I wanna say is… because of his life, I determine not to fall for what the society says is normal. Because of his life, i made the choice not to drink alcohol.
You know how people say they are sorry when they hear some of your family member has passed on. hmmm….. Which brings me back to the day of his wake. It was funny seeing teary eyed friends. Anyway, there’s really nothing they should feel sorry about. Erm… I guess they should change the courtesy word to something else or say nothing at all. Anyway, good things turned out from the bad. Sounds cruel….. but I’m glad just how things worked out now. one life gone, three lives gained.
There are times when I wonder where he’ll be. I really don’t know….. He believed in so many other faiths, I wonder if he made the call. Anyway, I shall find out….. When I meet my creator. =)
Life is about choices, how your life turns out depends on the choice you make. Use wisdom, use the brains God gave. Life is so full of so many possibilities, so many wonderful things to achieve and to experience. Don’t let other people dictate your life, but let them guide. The end of your life determines if you had made the right choice…. And it is not man who judges….
