Chinese new year this year is kinda different. No angbaos, no exchanges of oranges. Instead, Day 2 of cny started off at the place where my grandfather is resting peace. Time really flies, it's been 49days since then. Today the huge family consisting of 20 plus people arrived in different family cars, paying their respects to the old couple's photograph that's mounted onto the wall. Offerings were made, chinese paper coins and gold were engulfed in flames under the scorching sun. It's not difficult to see how my relatives had moved on, the expressions and atmosphere is totally different from that time. This is a good sign.
However, what hasnt changed is the gambling nature of my family, blackjack and mahjong are two activities that create the lively and cosy feeling back in the apartment. It's good too. Interesting conversation regarding religion between my uncle and aunties. The buddist and the catholics/christians. Well, something for me to dwell upon again.
Holding expectations just makes one disappointed in the end.
How i wish,
In my dreams.
Laughing bitterly.
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