Another suicide

My heartfelt condolence to the family of the young man who jumped to his death from the same block of the condo complex im living in.I was having my breakfast at the ground floor cafe when the female cleaner came asking for someone to call the security manager.A young man looks like in his 20s lie sprawled on the groundfloor.Heard from a diner who lives on 5th floor ,he reported hearing loud quarrels and fights in the middle of the night.This morning,one occupant jumped down.It took more than half an hour for the police and ambulance to arrive.The security manager said there was a faint pulse in him when he first fell.The long wait could have resulted in a fatality. This is the second suicide this month. Im so saddened by the tragic events .today i will go to the temple to pray for the departed souls😥😢 what the heck this morning the breakfast gang updated us that the young man died in the ambulance on his way to the hospital because he broke his neck n spine.The rented apartment occupants were all young people from Myanmar hoping to make money to send home to families.i guess financial troubles cause emotions to run high until the fights got so bad that the young Myanmar worker leaped from the 5th floor.Eu Jun went to the Vihara to send some merits to the departed souls n pray they would finally rest in peace . A week of happy reunion and tragic departures.gives me an idea to write a story on the life of a migrant worker like how Malaysian auteur director Tsai Ming Liang made the movie of an indonesia migrant worker Sleepless in KL.So on those nites I lay awake,i take the chance to do creative writing.Ive written one on a nepalese security guard so maybe one of a myanmar restaurant cook. Mingalaba or May you be blessed They say its a blessing to be born into this human realm. So do I consider myself having a blessed life.My father worked hard planting rice,vegetables and rearing chickens and ducks on our small farm.I dont remember him much as when I was 5 years old,he went to the forest to clear the bushes,stepped on a landmine that took his life. My mother Aye worked on his fatm to support me and my elder sister.