Eulogy for aunt A...

A call came in on 20 July 2008, 2:30am. I was not asleep yet. I opened my door and Empress Dowager was crying. It's really goodbye for now.

I waited while things got arranged. The kids were hurdling around. C asked me what happened. I did not know how to break the news.

When I finally saw you through the small glass window, still, souless...reality set in. Flashbacks to the last time I saw you smiling, talking and eating. WHY...I do not understand why. There were worst cases that pulled through. Your kindness does not deserve such an ending.

As the world continues to revolve, time stood still for all who care.

I know I should not grieve. I know that you are in a beautiful and painless place now. I know that you need morphine no more.

You have lived a short but meaningful life. I know that A will continue the journey for you. In time to come, she will be as kind and as beautiful as you were.

God bless your final journey aunt A...

Developing gynephobia

I have a distant acquaintance who just announced today she's getting married. Approximately 5 months ago, she was still hesitating if she should accept her to-be-husband as a boyfriend. I remember she even commented about his lack of looks back then.

I couldn't believe my ears. Are all girls so unpredictable? Why are girls sometimes so unfathomable? Maybe I just don't get it.

She can be lukewarm in one minute, while in another, she looks so happy being with you. In one second, she sounds happy chatting with you. In another, she seems like miles away. SIGH.

The best part is, you never know what she feels. That's why speculation can't work for me. It's either a do, or simply die waiting for the truth...

I always get told off by my friends that given my identity, they expect muar to be less thick skulled. :( I choose to think that I have a perpetual headgear on...hindering my feline senses.

Nevertheless..at the end of the day, the infallible pull from the unfathomable fairer sex will always triumph over the developing gynephobia :p