My ma is SICK .
Stomach flu .
I hope she gets better.
I feel weird watching her not on computer.
And I hope she DOESN'T VOMIT ANYMORE !!!
And I wish she can feel better and get better .
That's all .
You know who lah .
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
CNY IN SIBU
It's almost Chinese New Year.
And Valentine's Day too .
Are you guys going anywhere during CNY?
We will be going to Sarawak to visit Grandma from 15/2 till 17/2.
-ML-
This is the first time we are going to Sibu during the Chinese New Year. The wife’s family was supposed to fly in and spend the New Year here in Kuala Lumpur. Unfortunately the mother-in-law’s rather fragile state of health does not permit traveling. So their trip here has to be cancelled. There were many subtle hints that we should fly there for CNY instead.
The trip is not so much to celebrate CNY but more to visit the mother-in-law. Well, sometimes a son-in-law has to do what a son-in law is expected to. If the mountain won’t come to Mohammed, then Mohammed must go to the mountain. Maybe it is also an opportunity to see how Sibu people celebrate CNY.
- simon -
P.S. To my dear wife who is reading the post, there is nothing hidden between the lines. ML and I are looking forward to the trip.
And Valentine's Day too .
Are you guys going anywhere during CNY?
We will be going to Sarawak to visit Grandma from 15/2 till 17/2.
-ML-
This is the first time we are going to Sibu during the Chinese New Year. The wife’s family was supposed to fly in and spend the New Year here in Kuala Lumpur. Unfortunately the mother-in-law’s rather fragile state of health does not permit traveling. So their trip here has to be cancelled. There were many subtle hints that we should fly there for CNY instead.
The trip is not so much to celebrate CNY but more to visit the mother-in-law. Well, sometimes a son-in-law has to do what a son-in law is expected to. If the mountain won’t come to Mohammed, then Mohammed must go to the mountain. Maybe it is also an opportunity to see how Sibu people celebrate CNY.
- simon -
P.S. To my dear wife who is reading the post, there is nothing hidden between the lines. ML and I are looking forward to the trip.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
BUYING A NEW CAR
I guess I am just an ordinary man who lead and enjoy the simplicities of life. I do not indulge in, carve for or splurge on luxurious things. The car I am driving now is a case in point. It is 10 years old going on 11 come May. Other than minor mechanical hiccups once in a while, it has not given me much problem. I have no complaints about it and am quite happy driving it around. I do no have to worry about the minor knocks and dents driving in the KL traffic. It is safe to be parked anywhere. Nobody wants to steal it. In fact, I was secretly hoping that someone would steal it. The car has very low resale value. It will be easier claiming insurance money than trying to sell it. I once joked with Angela about leaving the key in the unlocked car with a note “please take it”.
My car may be just a mechanical piece of junk but I have somehow grown attached to it. My daughter grew up in it. It has faithfully taken me many places both far and near all these years. It has become part of the family. I am not a mechanically minded person or brand conscious. As long as a car can take me from Point A to Point B without breaking down, it is good enough for me. That was what wise and pragmatic old Deng Xiaoping said too. It does not matter whether the cat is black or white as along as it catches the mice.
Unfortunately the wife disagrees. She thinks the car being 10+ years old is no longer safe. She complains all the time that the air conditioning is not functioning properly. She insists that I use her car when driving to Staffield to play golf every Sunday. To appease her, I started looking around for a new car last week.
The sales person and their panel of used car dealers I met offered me ridiculously low trade-in prices. It was an insult to my trusted old friend. So I told them I will advertise and sell the car myself. I was waiting for the weekend to take a photo and pose it on E-bay. I think there are many more useful years left in the old car if given a decent home. However, yesterday the sales manager called back and said he will accept the trade in price I wanted for my car. So this morning, with a heavy heart, I went in and signed on the dotted line. I have another 1-2 weeks with my beloved old car….before the new car is delivered.
simon - 21 January 2010
My car may be just a mechanical piece of junk but I have somehow grown attached to it. My daughter grew up in it. It has faithfully taken me many places both far and near all these years. It has become part of the family. I am not a mechanically minded person or brand conscious. As long as a car can take me from Point A to Point B without breaking down, it is good enough for me. That was what wise and pragmatic old Deng Xiaoping said too. It does not matter whether the cat is black or white as along as it catches the mice.
Unfortunately the wife disagrees. She thinks the car being 10+ years old is no longer safe. She complains all the time that the air conditioning is not functioning properly. She insists that I use her car when driving to Staffield to play golf every Sunday. To appease her, I started looking around for a new car last week.
The sales person and their panel of used car dealers I met offered me ridiculously low trade-in prices. It was an insult to my trusted old friend. So I told them I will advertise and sell the car myself. I was waiting for the weekend to take a photo and pose it on E-bay. I think there are many more useful years left in the old car if given a decent home. However, yesterday the sales manager called back and said he will accept the trade in price I wanted for my car. So this morning, with a heavy heart, I went in and signed on the dotted line. I have another 1-2 weeks with my beloved old car….before the new car is delivered.
simon - 21 January 2010
Story of Sunrise Park
Before marriage, I was a tigress. After marriage, I became a rat. Then I had father-in-law and mother-in-law in upper echelon, sisters-in-law and brothers-in-law at lower end. When I got married, my father instructed me to learn to behave as a daughter-in-law. He said doing more work and working harder would render me advantages. That was why whenever I returned to Sunrise Park in Kluang, either coincidentally or otherwise, I found Ah Gong mowing in the garden in the evening. As he was busy mowing, I was sweeping the cut grass by his side. While I was sweeping, I had to chase away swarms of mosquitoes surrounding me. After the work was completed, not only my legs were bitten by mosquitoes, my eyelids were also swollen.
I had never cooked for outsiders before marriage. After getting married, I was a bit worried. Luckily, my father-in-law and mother-in-law were very considerate. I used to act as kitchen-hand for mother-in-law. However, I realized I couldn’t be kitchen-hand all the time. I would have to cook on my own one day. I remember one afternoon when we stayed in SS12, I was frying “rat noodles” (low shi fan) for the in-laws. As I was not confident of my cooking skills, I poured in a lot of ingredients. To my great relief, the in-laws seemed to enjoy the meal. They asked me if the rat noodles were
“ta pao” (takeaway). Haha!
I was told that Ah Gong was rather critical to the new license holders driving the cars. When I drove him for the first time from Damansara Utama to Subang Jaya, We passed several round-abouts on the way. As we approached the first round-about, I looked around and hesitated for a while before I sped off. The reaction from Ah Gong was: “you are too slow. The car from the back may knock on you”. After this, I was driving faster. On approaching the destination, Ah Gong commented that my driving skill was not bad! Haha!
by KC Lian
I had never cooked for outsiders before marriage. After getting married, I was a bit worried. Luckily, my father-in-law and mother-in-law were very considerate. I used to act as kitchen-hand for mother-in-law. However, I realized I couldn’t be kitchen-hand all the time. I would have to cook on my own one day. I remember one afternoon when we stayed in SS12, I was frying “rat noodles” (low shi fan) for the in-laws. As I was not confident of my cooking skills, I poured in a lot of ingredients. To my great relief, the in-laws seemed to enjoy the meal. They asked me if the rat noodles were
“ta pao” (takeaway). Haha!
I was told that Ah Gong was rather critical to the new license holders driving the cars. When I drove him for the first time from Damansara Utama to Subang Jaya, We passed several round-abouts on the way. As we approached the first round-about, I looked around and hesitated for a while before I sped off. The reaction from Ah Gong was: “you are too slow. The car from the back may knock on you”. After this, I was driving faster. On approaching the destination, Ah Gong commented that my driving skill was not bad! Haha!
by KC Lian
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
8419
My two sisters had dreamed Ah Gong for several time. Last night was the first time Ah Gong appeared in my dream. It came in at the end of my dream. It happened in my old house in Damasara Utama.
Ah Gong woke up from the bed in a small room and he walked towards the toilet in master bedroom. After that I called him but he did not have any reaction. So I kept calling him when he walked out from toilet. Ah Ma and my sister did not said anything. So only I called him alone and I felt excited. he walked without the stick and walked to the bed and lie down. I saw his hair is long and asked him to cut his hair in barber shop. He never replied to me . I can clearly saw Ah Gong. He was fatter that before.
After I waked up, tear came out from my eyes. I felt so glad to see him the first time in my dream. Last night was 19 Jan 10, and Ah Gong's actual age is 84 before he passed away. So, Jean's car number is 8419.
TC
Ah Gong woke up from the bed in a small room and he walked towards the toilet in master bedroom. After that I called him but he did not have any reaction. So I kept calling him when he walked out from toilet. Ah Ma and my sister did not said anything. So only I called him alone and I felt excited. he walked without the stick and walked to the bed and lie down. I saw his hair is long and asked him to cut his hair in barber shop. He never replied to me . I can clearly saw Ah Gong. He was fatter that before.
After I waked up, tear came out from my eyes. I felt so glad to see him the first time in my dream. Last night was 19 Jan 10, and Ah Gong's actual age is 84 before he passed away. So, Jean's car number is 8419.
TC
Monday, January 18, 2010
THE 49th DAY PRAYER
According to the Tibetan School of Buddhism, when a person dies he is not reborn immediately. There is an intermediate flux state (Bardo) between death and rebirth. The Bardo Thodol (Tibetan Book of the Death) describes the various transitional stages of Bardos the dead person has to go through before his reincarnation on the 49th day. The Bardo Thodol is normally read (chanted) aloud to the dead as guidance to enlightenment and for the liberation to occur in the cycle of rebirth.
I don’t know whether Dad has ever professed himself a Buddhist or Taoist. However, in recent years he had come to terms with the issue of death and had decided on a Buddhist Memorial Park as his final resting place. Mom is a devout Buddhist. She is anxious that the proper rites, rituals and prayers are followed to the letter. It will bring her much solace and peace of mind if all prescribed procedures are followed. As children and grandchildren, regardless of what our religious belief or lack of it, we should respect her wishes.
The 49th Day prayer at the temple is the final rite that marks the end of the funeral ceremonies. As it is such a religiously significant and important event, we should all try to be present, to show our support and at the same time to pay our final respect to dad.
Ample notice is hereby given so that you can reschedule your other appointments and keep the day free for the final 49th Day prayer session.
Venue: Quan Ying Ting (Temple)
Date: Wednesday 27th January 2010
Time: 2:30P.M.
simon - 18 January 2010
I don’t know whether Dad has ever professed himself a Buddhist or Taoist. However, in recent years he had come to terms with the issue of death and had decided on a Buddhist Memorial Park as his final resting place. Mom is a devout Buddhist. She is anxious that the proper rites, rituals and prayers are followed to the letter. It will bring her much solace and peace of mind if all prescribed procedures are followed. As children and grandchildren, regardless of what our religious belief or lack of it, we should respect her wishes.
The 49th Day prayer at the temple is the final rite that marks the end of the funeral ceremonies. As it is such a religiously significant and important event, we should all try to be present, to show our support and at the same time to pay our final respect to dad.
Ample notice is hereby given so that you can reschedule your other appointments and keep the day free for the final 49th Day prayer session.
Venue: Quan Ying Ting (Temple)
Date: Wednesday 27th January 2010
Time: 2:30P.M.
simon - 18 January 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
My memories.
After reading so many write-ups about living experience with Ah Gong by Ng family members, I would also like to write sometings but don't not how am I going to start from. Maybe I talk someting during my childhood (from baby to age 6 years old) when I was staying in Kluang (Sunrise Park).
When I was 2 to 3 years old, I slept with Ah Gong and Ah Ma in a King size bed at night. I slept in between them, so I slept peacefully. In the morning when I woke up, I saw no one on the bed and I felt scared. I cried for Ah Ma to come to accompanied my. Sometimes, Ah Ma was busy in the kitchen and Ah Gong came to me. I was angry and asked him to go away.
Ah Gong always drove me to my young aunty's house to play with her. Her name is Ah Fen and she was one year elder than me. Sometimes I followed Ah Gong to his workplace, Magnum 4D. Every time I reached there, his colleges (mostly aunties) like to played with me and said I am cute. Once I simply wrote four numbers to one of the aunties. Luckily she bought the number and won a small prize.
Most of the time I went out with Ah Ma to visit her relatives. So most of them remember me when they came to KL to visit my grandparents.
TC
When I was 2 to 3 years old, I slept with Ah Gong and Ah Ma in a King size bed at night. I slept in between them, so I slept peacefully. In the morning when I woke up, I saw no one on the bed and I felt scared. I cried for Ah Ma to come to accompanied my. Sometimes, Ah Ma was busy in the kitchen and Ah Gong came to me. I was angry and asked him to go away.
Ah Gong always drove me to my young aunty's house to play with her. Her name is Ah Fen and she was one year elder than me. Sometimes I followed Ah Gong to his workplace, Magnum 4D. Every time I reached there, his colleges (mostly aunties) like to played with me and said I am cute. Once I simply wrote four numbers to one of the aunties. Luckily she bought the number and won a small prize.
Most of the time I went out with Ah Ma to visit her relatives. So most of them remember me when they came to KL to visit my grandparents.
TC
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