It was the year 1986. NASA's Challenger blew up during take off and the Chernobyl meltdown accident happened that year. I was 7 years old, and I was in my first year of primary school at Sekolah Kebangsaan Bukit Hampar which was sharing with Sek Dato' Wan Idris' building at that time.
It must have been 3-4 weeks into school. It was just after school and I was waiting for the bus to pick me up. I wanted to get across the street to the bus pick-up area, so I kinda jogged my way through since I was pretty excited about coming home. Precisely the same time I stepped onto the road, a cream-colored car was passing in front of me. The driver stamped on his brake and I hit the side of the car just by the fender of the left front tyre.
At that moment, if only I had been about half a second earlier or the car had arrived just a bit later, I would've been hit and most likely that I would've not survived.
That accident never really left me. I always have these thoughts; What if I've died then? What if I never existed beyond that? Would life be different without me in it? Would life be better for other people without me? Or is it just be the same because my existense is insignificant?
I'm trying to make sense of my existense. Talking to God is not easy. It's not like He's gonna answer me directly when I ask Him questions, is He?
