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Sunday, May 29, 2005Y
the funeral

the funeral.

attended a wake just now of my grandmother's brother...he's realli a nice man....one hoo's so soft-spoken, caring n alwiz carrying a smile on his face....a very kind person i wld sae....tho i hardly interact wif him, i rem how nice he was to us when i was a lil kid...n like mani others as we grew up, we seldom meet up or visit him at his house til mths b4 when his condition suddenly worsened...cancer....but he's lucky to haf hung on fer more den a yr or so wif times when he was almost well n about...spent thousands on medical fees n even got the best doc arnd....thank goodness dey r quite well to do....but alas...he lost to the illness...*mourn fer a min*

it was thru these few mths dat i started to understand the 'atmosphere' of his family....3 children...all had 2 kids of their own...but within each family there're lil secrets behind each of them....pretty interesting....picked up all these gossips during the wake from my parents n my grandma n bits n pieces here n there....

the eldest son had one son n one dotter....the dotter alwiz changing bfs...hmm...quarrelled wif mum during the wake....the son...big spender...acs boi....amazingly, i heard from my sis dat he is quite filial to his grandpa (the deceased)....

the second was the dotter....stopped toking to her husband....alwiz gg clubbing n rumored to haf a bf outside...hmm....the poor husband is kinda ru zui to the household n has not much sae at home.....

the youngest son had two lovely kids...one boi one ger....n a very pretty nurse wife....tink dey r quite the perfect family here....the kids r super guai...very courteous....ultimately so well brought-up.....the two never fight nor quarrel.....never haf i seen such nice children....dey r realli the pride of their parents.....*envy*...behind it all, i heard the beautiful mum was an adopted child....so i presume she has a hidden side of her....n thus vows to bring up the best kids in the world....eh...hee...dat's onli my imagination lar....

in this household, my gim poh...the wife of my gu gong....holds the authority....i must sae she has quite a different thinking from others....dey run a business n everyone in the house helps out at their two shops....all the children n their spouses...n dey get paid quite little each wif everyone getting the same pay....all 3 families lived in the same block in a condo....3 units dat is....but seldom had dinner together b4....my gim poh gets frustrated wif unexpected incidents or pple easily...n will show it on the face directly...not leaving ani ground fer the other party....without concrete reason, she will not follow in wad others sae....fer eg, usu spouse of the deceased is not supposed to go fer the cremation but she insisted on gg even tho the priests had advised her not to....she gets upset easily so everyone is so fearful of her....brrr.....another rule of hers is dat: no one is to cry at the wake....somebody cried n was scolded by her....well...trying to understand tis point....i came up wif the explanation dat perhaps crying means dat my gu gong will b missed n had not been cherished when he was still alive....??? does it make sense? hmm...well..... but her reason was dat she din wanted it to b a noisy affair....everyting was simplified...no trumpets no gongs.....just a quiet affair.....dat was against the chinese tradition tho.....

one funeral n i've discovered so much bout these pple.....i noe it's bad to bitch bout others...but kinda find dem quite interesting....haiz...no matter wad....i hope dey realli missed their dad, their grandpa.....but it's a bit hard to believe when most of dem r in an 'ok' mode....no one seen crying....no one showed dey valued the funeral....or perhaps dey did but all in their hearts.....*shrug*

-rest in peace, gu gong-
~pray~




twenty-five daes.

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