Obituary

Our dear old Jaspattay, has vanished in an incident involving an overly "herbed" stew dish at an unknown location yesterday. Those days involving her chasing you down for those lost reports, over-due assignments, and for the sheer fun of it, stalking you in her tiny Viva has now ended.


For those who know her, she was a no-nonsense tom-boy with no regard for your views on her. That has not changed for the past 15 or so years that i have known her. The sheer glee on her face when she gets to command and order you around stays on till the day that she left us.


The fact that she loathes all those skirts, refuses to know how to apply make-up or even try to varnish her own nails, has left her imperfect, but strangely uppped her appeal to most of her clique. Not only that, but any colours that might depict "weakness", such as pink and purple were mostly scorned by her.


Some of us might miss the crazy lady who did 5000km in her first month with baby Viva, chasing food all across Malaysia (and some say that she actually swam over to Indonesia to taste this weird ox tail soup filled with piranha eyeballs.)


Some of us might not even blink now that she is gone, considering those times when we shudder at those autocratic manic personality of hers (which she enthusiastically apply to everyone with the help with a few well built bodyguards)


So now, i bid her au revoir, sayonara, xai chian, bye bye Jaspattay. I know that wherever you are now, there's a good-looking, beefy, rich(er than most of us), racing-enthusiast, shoe/watch-holic, food loving guy that's looking after you. Hope you'd be loving every moment of it.

Just something that i did, not much of an artist, but that's the least i can do. *sobs*

Bye bye~

P.S [YHBT]