Edrei Zahari, post graduate honours student in medical science at Charles Sturt University, passed away yesterday afternoon from multiple complications due to work and social life. He was 25 years old.
Passionate and introspective, Edrei hid within him a selfless capacity to change the lives of all those around him. But in the final months leading to his untimely departure, he began to reveal a lighter side of his psyche. A sense of cheerful brightness that surfaced in his Arthurian quest to find a measure of balance in the face of hard responsibility and a deepening melancholy. Sadly, his journey to find peace in this world ended late Thursday afternoon in complete and utter failure.
Yet in defeat, Edrei still secretly and stubbornly clung to the belief that life in all it’s purpose and desires holds in it the capacity for free will. That regardless of the accidents and events that seem to liter the road ahead, it is our choice that ultimately determines where we stand in life, that even we ourselves have room for our own purposes and desires.
When asked about her beloved partner, Melissa Gan, legal executive in patent and intellectual property rights at an established law firm, described Edrei as an unbelievably solid pillar of strength in the last months of his life. “He would sacrifice his darker moods to brighten up everyone’s day” Ms Gan noted.
Edrei ultimately concluded that if we are to live our lives free to what we want, sometimes we have to stop giving in to our initial impulses. For the greater desire of our destiny is worth sacrificing the smaller ones in our lives, to which as a scientist, Edrei called those smaller desires “causality”, to us, we often refer as “fate”.
Right, before I get any more people shocked about this. I’d like to say that I’m not dead and as far as I know I’m not terminally ill. I wanted to write this because it’s been stewing on my mind all week and I’ve been meaning to write my own obituary for a while. So take it with a pinch of salt alright? We all have our own forms of expression. Mine just happens to be a tad bit morbid than normal.