went to the temple on the first day of cny.. paid my respects to my 2 grandmas and grandpa.. though their photographs are so small.. but i still can see them.. it reminded me of the times when they were arnd.. everytime i stepped into the temple.. i am swept away in its calmness.. it's serinity.. though there were many people in the temple, i found peace.. as i prayed while holding on to the joss stick.. many things invaded my mind.. things that happened recently.. i wished them happie new year.. and hope for many things.. guess that's the only way i could express my wishes..
my yeye called me to his room yesterdae.. as i watched him reached to his cupboard to retrieve something.. emotions swept thru me.. seeing him grow old pains my heart.. he took out a red box.. like something someone would get on their wedding day.. he opened the box which had a rusty key.. inside was a mini mahjong set.. he say it was for me.. i didnt ask why.. but every year during new year.. he would give me someting.. the antiqueness of that thing seemed to draw me towards it.. it's something my grandpa chose to give me.. i'll surely keep it close to me.. though my mom may not like it.. somehow i wanted to cry when he gave me the thing.. like he giving out his possessions.. that feeling that the amount of time he has left is not much scares me.. oh well.. it's cny.. shouldnt be thinking about this kind of things aniwae..
melie
10:50 am
