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Feb 20, 2005

Ambivalent Saturday

Mom went to the medium and she mentioned that my grandpa's time is up. I dont know whether to be happy or sad. First i hate my beloved ones to go. He watched me grew up, cooked my fav dishes, waited for me during pri skool, and i remember always badgering to play dumb/battleship with him when i was a kid. Now, i hardly have time for him, i feel guilty neglecting him, despite making small talks. Of course, it may seem absurd for the medium to allude but coincidentally my mom dreamt of my granny who has passed away comin to her dreams, asking her to pack her bag to go. Of coz she didnt go. She was in mourning attire, facing a car where my grandpa was inside waiting.

In chinese, they call it song zhong, meaning bidding a farewell to someone who has passed away. In a way, i was kinda upset, though i felt happy in a way. He was finally going to to meet my granny in the other world.

"One day we are going to be reunited in another place on day so separation is only temporary" - jiawei

So fucking true, i draw optimistism from it and look forward to meeting my loved ones one day. U may never read this, weiwei but and once again, thanks for everything :)
This entry was for my grandpa and u.

3 Comments:

  • mark.. i know its sad man, but people come and go..dats a reality. if dat hav to happen, tell urself he's gone to a better place closer to god.

    By Blogger Syarfique, At 2/20/2005 12:14 PM  

  • i understand how u feel totally.. i just experience it.. when its time to go nobody can stop it.. the best u can do it to make him leave peacefully happily with no worries no suffering..
    that is the most important thing..

    By Blogger chengy ted, At 2/20/2005 6:40 PM  

  • Coincidentally a polymate of mine[whom I knew by association] crashed off Lentor on his moto. His pillion died of critical injuries during his funeral. Life and death are pre-decided, cannot be changed. They always say live everyday like it is your last.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, At 2/21/2005 10:20 AM  

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