This morning at 10am i received 3 miss calls, two from my mum, the other from my ah yee... received a sms from ah yee... "AH GONG PASS AWAY". I know i should be sad, but deep down inside, a voice says.. "hey be happy... ah gong (grand father) no longer suffers".
After bringing dinoegg for his long overdue 18mth 5-in-1 jab, i headed to my mother in law place to let her look after dinoegg. After that, i immediately go over to see what i can help around at my ah gong's wake.
All the ah yees and uncles where there, mingle around.. Even those that i have not seen for long time appears. Deep down in my heart i was thinking, why when ah gong is still conscious, they did not come over to visit him? Are they so busy? Busy with what? Not even for 1 or 2 hours of their time?
For me, i have absolutely no regrets. Ever since i cut my leg, i started to cherish things and people around me. I bring dinoegg to visit ah gong on Sundays whenever we can. I remember ah gong holding dinoegg's hand, big winkled hand holding on to tiny little hand... ah gong putting his forehead to touch little dinoegg's, as he have no strength to huggle or hold on to him.
Do cherish your love ones when they are still alive, don't wait till your love one pass away then turn up to cry and go through the ritual. Before i went home, i offered the incense and look at ah gong again, he is so peaceful, seems like in his deep sleep without pain and regrets.
My thought: Spend sometime with your love ones, you don't have to wait until occasions to tell them or show them that you really care and love them. Give your spouse a great big hug when you return home from work. Bring your kiddos to visit their grand parents or great grand parents, trust me, they will be more than happy as they have seen you from little baby, turning into adult, becoming parents and bring your babies to let them hold onto, just like they hold onto you when you are just a baby. Melts your heart and warms theirs.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
Wanna Compare?
Went Bangkok Thailand during last weekend to have a short holiday as wife wanna bring in some children's clothes to sell in her online store. Was a great trip to have so many friends around to feast at the same time.
While we were on our way to MBK, wife and i saw this young toddler, almost the same age as dinoegg, playing sticker alone on the overhead bridge. Besides him was a container. My heart immediately sank. Wife without hesitation took out her coin pouch and empty it into the container.
She had the same feeling as i was, he is just a young little kid, not even 2 years old, yet have to beg on the street, our little dinoegg is almost the same age, most probably irritating his grandma while she is feeding him dinner now.
Makes me feel so sad and i can't stop wondering, is there any future for this kid? Or are they only worrying the present which is to have food on the table. Poverty is a rat race, it takes something known as education to get out of it. But i doubt that this kid have this chance.
On the way back to our hotel, i saw another kid, told my wife most likely a victim of syndicate. His palms and feet were missing. Too coincidental to be born with such defect. What is happening to the human society, how can one be so cruel to exploit kiddos as a tool to make a living?
My thought: Poverty drives people to come out of ways and means to solve their current problem. But to get out of it, one must plan, think and look far ahead. Poverty won't kill you, but the harm which the kids suffer will follow them the rest of their life. If you can't feed yourself, don't give birth to children who will eventually suffers under your hands.
While we were on our way to MBK, wife and i saw this young toddler, almost the same age as dinoegg, playing sticker alone on the overhead bridge. Besides him was a container. My heart immediately sank. Wife without hesitation took out her coin pouch and empty it into the container.
She had the same feeling as i was, he is just a young little kid, not even 2 years old, yet have to beg on the street, our little dinoegg is almost the same age, most probably irritating his grandma while she is feeding him dinner now.
Makes me feel so sad and i can't stop wondering, is there any future for this kid? Or are they only worrying the present which is to have food on the table. Poverty is a rat race, it takes something known as education to get out of it. But i doubt that this kid have this chance.
On the way back to our hotel, i saw another kid, told my wife most likely a victim of syndicate. His palms and feet were missing. Too coincidental to be born with such defect. What is happening to the human society, how can one be so cruel to exploit kiddos as a tool to make a living?
My thought: Poverty drives people to come out of ways and means to solve their current problem. But to get out of it, one must plan, think and look far ahead. Poverty won't kill you, but the harm which the kids suffer will follow them the rest of their life. If you can't feed yourself, don't give birth to children who will eventually suffers under your hands.
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