Sunday, April 06, 2008

Qing Ming Festival.

Actually i don't think this can be called a festival la. It's quite a saddening festival.

Yup so me and my parents and my auntie and my cousins went to pay a visit to out ancestors' tomb. 
Ancestors a.k.a my paternal Ah Gong and Ah Mah.

Yeah, chinese have this so called festival that requires people to go and pray and make some offerings to the ancestors (and at the same time give the one who helped look after tomb, like doing some cleaning, cutting the grass etc., the money. Their pay. ).

It got me thinking for quite a bit.

First, i think i'm gonna get my funeral picture and those that u put on the tomb ready.
I want a nice and pretty picture up there. Don't want those fierce fierce ones...

Second, i'm gonna tell my close friends and my family how i want my funeral to be, and if i want cremation on burial. But i think i'm ok with both.

Anyway my Ah Gong had his corpse buried. And my Ah Mah had hers cremated, so now hers is all a pile of remains of her bones in the urn, sitting behind some marble piece, in the wall.
So today when we went to pay a visit to her remains, my auntie and cousins (my cousins are all older than me by more than ten years, married with kids.) took out these super cute miniatures
moulded by the shape of some Dim Sum. Indians, think Tiffin. Malays, think... i don't know what. Ang Mohs or the english inclined, think Hong Kong tea time food. Uber cute la!

So back to what i thought out.

Third, tell friends and family to buy lotsa pink stuffs and cute miniatures like donuts blah blah  to jazz up the marble piece in front of my urn. 




I feel sad seeing my Ah Mah's picture on the marble piece... I kinda miss her, though we weren't that close when she's alive. She calls me Big Fat Girl when i was super young, like 5-6 years of age. And she always will make kueh for me to eat, then will ask if i want the filling to be peanut or bean.

She passed away when i was 15. My sec 3 year. 2003. And to date, seeing her picture still triggers my eyes to produce some tears.

Moral of the story? 

5 years is not enough to get over someone whom u're not that close with.

What more a person whom u're damn close with?

And an interesting fact. For those couples who put their urn together, the man is usually the one who died earlier. Earlier than the wife 'bout ten or more years.

As for my Ah Gong, he died 1983. Five years before i was born. So seeing his picture didn't get my feelings stirred.

Very tired. Will stop here.

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