Friday, June 23, 2006
have been busy staying up for my great-grandpa's funeral.. ohh my.. its already the forth day today.. hmmm.. 92 years old, and he's already got all children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren everything, lucky enough..
fell asleep on monday mid-noon.. right after one full meal (lunch) my mum and grandma fed, and fell asleep in a while.. sitting straight, on the sofa.. in front of my grandpa and granduncles.. should i say feel happy or consoled for him, that at least he sleep off peacefully, and with a full stomach.. this is fate maybe.. life and death fate he has.. a lucky one probably..
i was at malaysia on that very day with yaofeng, clement and his family.. happily shopping, and playing around.. was un-contactable due to no auto-roaming.. once i reached the custom, my handphone starts receiving all messages from my mum, bro and sis.. saying that my great-grandpa passed away.. well, just can't help feeling a little bit teary that time.. elderly did say, when someone passed away, the more you cried, the more difficult their journey to heaven would be..
-the most touching and noble story of my great grandpa-
was listening to my grandauntie, whose only 1 year old that time during world war II.. people hide from japanese soldiers by hiding in some underground holes they dug in order not to be seen and killed by bombs, soldiers and everything.. my grandauntie was still so young that time, and just like any toddlers, they cant stop crying.. everyone inside that hiding hole including my great grandma wants my great-grandpa to throw my grandaunt away, because she'll attract the soldiers' attention and get everyone killed, and also, its normal to abandone girls/daughters in the old days.. but he just couldnt do it, so he left my grandpa and second granduncle (he's only got 3 kids that time) inside with all the other people hiding, and take that risk of dying together to run out of that hole carrying my grandaunt to find another hiding place themselves.. god wasnt blind to keep them alive..
so until now when i thought of this, i do feel abit touched myself.. would i be the same when i became a father..?? i do doubt so..
and we will walk till the end 12:51 PM
