Things i HAVE to say.
Posted by liveedotcom at 02:01 AM on December 2, 2004.
Alright folks, im back with updates. Lots of them. I learnt so many things thru my observations these few days. For one, my (paternal) grandma's funeral is officially over. Just came back from johor minutes ago. Its just weird to not have her arnd anymore.
Its not like she had always been 'arnd' me when she was alive. She lived with my uncle's family in my dad's hometown in Jementah, Johor and i had always been here in Klg. I only see her abt once or twice a year, err, during CNYs. But i guess i always believe thrs a special bond btw us.
She had been here in KL for her chemotherapies (in UM) for more than two yrs. Thts when i got to see her more often. Its sad to see such a kind and pleasant person suffer from such illness. It just hurts.
Da last time i saw her (bfore she passed away) was on Wed, Nov 24. Tht was when she insisted to b checked out from da hosp to go back to Jementah. It felt weird, bcoz she had insisted so strongly tht she wanted to return. (Its not usual of her to b so aggresive) And tht vr night, she went unconscious (she fell asleep and nv woke up) And two nights after tht, she just left. Now tht i come to think of it, its as tho she knew tht she'd be leavin. Saddenin, but at least she's not suffering anymore.
Oh well, her last words to me (when she was still in KL: just checked out from da hospital, preparin to go home) : Yre parents worked vr hard to make sure u kids get a good life. Please study n work hard to honour yr parents. Become a good architect. (in Mandarin) And thts exactly wht i will do.
And oh.. thx everybody, for being thr for me! Seein yr comments on my previous blog warmed my heart. And really really lotsa thnk'es to all of u who sms-ed/called me to check if im okay. I feel so loved. Tq so vr much!
*****
My (also paternal) grandad was admitted into da hosp in Johor da vr same afternoon my grandma passed away. High blood pressure and such. He didnt know tht she had left until two days later. And when he did, he is SO upset. It was as tho he had lost his own life.
U see, my grandad is super-dependant to my grandma. Everything he did, he relied on her. From his clothings to his meals to his medications, my grandma handled single-handedly. (Yes, my grandparents live with my uncle, but theyre quite ignorant.) My grandpa cant do anythin for crap, not even switchin on da ricecooker.. or da TV.. or da lights n fans..
I always knew my grandma did everythin for my grandpa, but i didnt know it was up to this extent! My goodness.. Only today, after hangin out at their place, i find him so.. err.. i dunno wht word to use. And my cousins told me tht she was still servin him like this even when she already had leukemia.
I guess sometimes ppl just get too comfortable with their lives when they get to depend on others. And now tht my grandma is gone, i really dunno how my grandpa can manage his lifestyle. I guess its better to serve ppl than to wait for ppl to serve us. At least u wont b so lost when u lose yr 'anchor'. I was spendin da whole day observin my grandpa (who couldnt bring himself up tht he decided to skip da funerals and prayers), and he was just sittin arnd da livin room. Without da lights and fans and TV switched on. Until someone does it for him.
However it is, im just so worried of my grandpa now.
*****
Okay i have now come to this part whr i hafta condemn ppl. Err, not literally condemn la. But i still hafta let this outta my heart.
I cant stand my uncle and his wife. (My dad's 4th bro) He's da most well-to-do among da siblings. And yet, he's so calculative (kiamsiap is more of da word) when it comes to money. Even when its his mom's funeral! (Last time my gma's chemotherapies also he refused to pay!) Im so vr disappointed.
Then when it comes to other stuff (like,err.. being da 1st to pray, or to lead da prayers, or to walk to procession during da funeral) wahhh, he will be da 1st! Definitely no worries abt tht! Supposedly all these rite, shld b done by da eldest son (which is my dad) But its okay la, coz my dad is a vr patient man n he dont really care abt all these rituals thingy. He just want da funeral to go on smoothly so he didnt bising or anythin (but d other siblings all complain complain coz cannot tahan my uncle ady!)
Then when everyone's helpin out during da funeral/cremation ceremonies, his wife was just sittin arnd. Just orderin ppl arnd. Giving orders to everyone. I mean, its okay to a certain extent. But i really cannot tahan when she talks to my mom like some kinda maid or somethin! So annoyin...... arghh
And da geram-est thing is tht.. my dad suggested tht they'd get a servant or somethin, since my grandma isnt arnd anymore to serve my grandpa and my uncle+aunt are always out. Then who take care of my grandad wor?!! He doesnt even know how to switch on da lights/fans. Most importantly, his medication problems. Hafta make sure he takes his medicine on time ma.
BOTH OF THEM DUWAN! THEY DUWAN TO EMPLOY A SERVANT!!! EVEN WHEN MY DAD SAY THT DA EXPENSES WOULD B SPLIT INTO 5 PARTS (my dad has four other brothers)!! WHTS THIS MAN!?! THEN FINALLY MY DAD TOLD HIM THT MY DAD WILL PAY ALL.. THEY DONT HAFTA PAY.. THEN THEY SAID OK! STEWWWWPIDDDDD! SO RICH SAMORE SO KIAMSIAP.. IM SURE WHEN DA MAID COMES, SHE'LL B DOING ALL THEIR HSEWORK.. AND MY DAD WILL B PAYIN FOR THEIR HSEHOLD. BODOHNYEE.. BUT WHT TO DO? NO CHOICE.. HAFTA THINK FOR MY GRANDPA..
All my other uncles and aunts were vr sweet throughout da whole thing tho. All vr united. At least thrs somethin to cheer for. I guess its rough times like this u get to see a person's true character.
*****
Oh well.. then thrs da rituals part. They made it such a big deal tht da boys stood in front n got da best of everythin (durin da prayers and everythin else. Read me: E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G.) while da girls stood hideously behind. Now, girls vr cacat meh? Hafta hide hide all..
Da best thing abt this is.. it wasnt da monk's (who was leadin da prayers) instruction. Guess who? My vr-da-smart uncle lor! So particular abt all this small small details, wht da heck! Da monk even made it so clear tht we could stand/sit wherever we want. Freely, regardless of age or gender. Then my good-for-nothin uncle came made his own laws. I hafta say this another time: Stewpid!!!! Arghh..
Its not tht i wanna sit in front also. I mean, it really doesnt matter. Im just so annoyed at him and his wife. So it just feels like its a vr big deal la. Geramnyeeee..
*****
I want no part of this madness.
Tht the man shld have a son as the first born, a son for the sake of perpetuating the family name.
Tht the son shld be a genius and a success in every sense of the word.
Tht the son shld find a suitable mate.
And start the whole cycle of expectation all over again.
I want no part of this madness.
Tht the woman exists only to bear the son, and to honour her man.
Tht a 'real' woman shld stay home and kill her other ambitions.
Tht her daughter and her granddaughter and her great granddaughter shld do the same.
And start the whole cycle again.
I want no part of this madness.
Tht money is everythin.
Tht money is power.
Tht we care only for ourselves to heck with the rest.
I want no part of this madness.
Please.
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Its not like she had always been 'arnd' me when she was alive. She lived with my uncle's family in my dad's hometown in Jementah, Johor and i had always been here in Klg. I only see her abt once or twice a year, err, during CNYs. But i guess i always believe thrs a special bond btw us.
She had been here in KL for her chemotherapies (in UM) for more than two yrs. Thts when i got to see her more often. Its sad to see such a kind and pleasant person suffer from such illness. It just hurts.
Da last time i saw her (bfore she passed away) was on Wed, Nov 24. Tht was when she insisted to b checked out from da hosp to go back to Jementah. It felt weird, bcoz she had insisted so strongly tht she wanted to return. (Its not usual of her to b so aggresive) And tht vr night, she went unconscious (she fell asleep and nv woke up) And two nights after tht, she just left. Now tht i come to think of it, its as tho she knew tht she'd be leavin. Saddenin, but at least she's not suffering anymore.
Oh well, her last words to me (when she was still in KL: just checked out from da hospital, preparin to go home) : Yre parents worked vr hard to make sure u kids get a good life. Please study n work hard to honour yr parents. Become a good architect. (in Mandarin) And thts exactly wht i will do.
And oh.. thx everybody, for being thr for me! Seein yr comments on my previous blog warmed my heart. And really really lotsa thnk'es to all of u who sms-ed/called me to check if im okay. I feel so loved. Tq so vr much!
*****
My (also paternal) grandad was admitted into da hosp in Johor da vr same afternoon my grandma passed away. High blood pressure and such. He didnt know tht she had left until two days later. And when he did, he is SO upset. It was as tho he had lost his own life.
U see, my grandad is super-dependant to my grandma. Everything he did, he relied on her. From his clothings to his meals to his medications, my grandma handled single-handedly. (Yes, my grandparents live with my uncle, but theyre quite ignorant.) My grandpa cant do anythin for crap, not even switchin on da ricecooker.. or da TV.. or da lights n fans..
I always knew my grandma did everythin for my grandpa, but i didnt know it was up to this extent! My goodness.. Only today, after hangin out at their place, i find him so.. err.. i dunno wht word to use. And my cousins told me tht she was still servin him like this even when she already had leukemia.
I guess sometimes ppl just get too comfortable with their lives when they get to depend on others. And now tht my grandma is gone, i really dunno how my grandpa can manage his lifestyle. I guess its better to serve ppl than to wait for ppl to serve us. At least u wont b so lost when u lose yr 'anchor'. I was spendin da whole day observin my grandpa (who couldnt bring himself up tht he decided to skip da funerals and prayers), and he was just sittin arnd da livin room. Without da lights and fans and TV switched on. Until someone does it for him.
However it is, im just so worried of my grandpa now.
*****
Okay i have now come to this part whr i hafta condemn ppl. Err, not literally condemn la. But i still hafta let this outta my heart.
I cant stand my uncle and his wife. (My dad's 4th bro) He's da most well-to-do among da siblings. And yet, he's so calculative (kiamsiap is more of da word) when it comes to money. Even when its his mom's funeral! (Last time my gma's chemotherapies also he refused to pay!) Im so vr disappointed.
Then when it comes to other stuff (like,err.. being da 1st to pray, or to lead da prayers, or to walk to procession during da funeral) wahhh, he will be da 1st! Definitely no worries abt tht! Supposedly all these rite, shld b done by da eldest son (which is my dad) But its okay la, coz my dad is a vr patient man n he dont really care abt all these rituals thingy. He just want da funeral to go on smoothly so he didnt bising or anythin (but d other siblings all complain complain coz cannot tahan my uncle ady!)
Then when everyone's helpin out during da funeral/cremation ceremonies, his wife was just sittin arnd. Just orderin ppl arnd. Giving orders to everyone. I mean, its okay to a certain extent. But i really cannot tahan when she talks to my mom like some kinda maid or somethin! So annoyin...... arghh
And da geram-est thing is tht.. my dad suggested tht they'd get a servant or somethin, since my grandma isnt arnd anymore to serve my grandpa and my uncle+aunt are always out. Then who take care of my grandad wor?!! He doesnt even know how to switch on da lights/fans. Most importantly, his medication problems. Hafta make sure he takes his medicine on time ma.
BOTH OF THEM DUWAN! THEY DUWAN TO EMPLOY A SERVANT!!! EVEN WHEN MY DAD SAY THT DA EXPENSES WOULD B SPLIT INTO 5 PARTS (my dad has four other brothers)!! WHTS THIS MAN!?! THEN FINALLY MY DAD TOLD HIM THT MY DAD WILL PAY ALL.. THEY DONT HAFTA PAY.. THEN THEY SAID OK! STEWWWWPIDDDDD! SO RICH SAMORE SO KIAMSIAP.. IM SURE WHEN DA MAID COMES, SHE'LL B DOING ALL THEIR HSEWORK.. AND MY DAD WILL B PAYIN FOR THEIR HSEHOLD. BODOHNYEE.. BUT WHT TO DO? NO CHOICE.. HAFTA THINK FOR MY GRANDPA..
All my other uncles and aunts were vr sweet throughout da whole thing tho. All vr united. At least thrs somethin to cheer for. I guess its rough times like this u get to see a person's true character.
*****
Oh well.. then thrs da rituals part. They made it such a big deal tht da boys stood in front n got da best of everythin (durin da prayers and everythin else. Read me: E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G.) while da girls stood hideously behind. Now, girls vr cacat meh? Hafta hide hide all..
Da best thing abt this is.. it wasnt da monk's (who was leadin da prayers) instruction. Guess who? My vr-da-smart uncle lor! So particular abt all this small small details, wht da heck! Da monk even made it so clear tht we could stand/sit wherever we want. Freely, regardless of age or gender. Then my good-for-nothin uncle came made his own laws. I hafta say this another time: Stewpid!!!! Arghh..
Its not tht i wanna sit in front also. I mean, it really doesnt matter. Im just so annoyed at him and his wife. So it just feels like its a vr big deal la. Geramnyeeee..
*****
I want no part of this madness.
Tht the man shld have a son as the first born, a son for the sake of perpetuating the family name.
Tht the son shld be a genius and a success in every sense of the word.
Tht the son shld find a suitable mate.
And start the whole cycle of expectation all over again.
I want no part of this madness.
Tht the woman exists only to bear the son, and to honour her man.
Tht a 'real' woman shld stay home and kill her other ambitions.
Tht her daughter and her granddaughter and her great granddaughter shld do the same.
And start the whole cycle again.
I want no part of this madness.
Tht money is everythin.
Tht money is power.
Tht we care only for ourselves to heck with the rest.
I want no part of this madness.
Please.
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