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Ipoh Trip
So after all that merry making I guess most people would have slept in. Well since I'm so bored let me recount my recent annual pilgrimage to my grandmother's lizard + cockroach + rat infested house in Malaysia. I really don't know why I still go there. It's so filthy and old and ewwww but I guess it's kind of necessary because my grandmother is still my mother's mother and we need to be filial etc etc etc.Each time we return to that house something unexpected would occur. Like there was once the flush in the toilet broke. Another time the backyard flooded and the rainwater seeped into the house. So our visits there are no doubt eventful and this time round was no exception.
This year what happened was that the dog my grandmother had been taking care of died. It didn't die of old age, of illness or anything but it was knocked down by a car. I think it must have affected my grandmother a lot because the dog has been with her for about ten over years? I remember when I was 7 and still young and innocent I would go to the front yard and play with the dog. So yup I did feel like bashing up the car driver because HE WAS SO IRRESPONSIBLE (but I couldn't b'cus it was a hit and run case). Then again, the dog was kind of pathetic too. It was half blind - one eye was totally blind while the other was failing, and it had lost one ear in a fight. So the end result was that it didn't see the car coming and so died a tragic death.
Well that's not the point. The point is after a death, somebody has to remove the body of the dead right? So naturally the task fell on my father who was unanimously appointed the undertaker for the sacrilegious event. My siblings took it upon themselves to hide in one of the rooms and pop in a DVD. So I was appointed cameraman to capture the precious moments of this momentous event. So I shall let the pictures do the talking:
The cheerful grave digger. Reminds me of the grave diggers in Hamlet.
My dad the undertaker. Not a pretty sight I know. I got freaked out by those *ahem* as well.
Not for children below 12.
That's one of the things that happened on my short 4 day stay in Ipoh. I kind of have a love hate relationship with Ipoh. I hate going there because there's nothing much to do and the only thing my grandmother does is talk. TALK AND TALK AND TALK which gets really annoying as we can't tell her to stop since she's kind of hard on hearing. She won't hear what you say and continue on her never ending story. I am thankful though that at least we can accompany her for a few days so that she will be less lonely at home.
“some people feel like they don't deserve love. they walk away quietly into empty spaces, trying to close the gaps of the past.”
“This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until its done. It's that easy, and that hard.”
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