Sunburnt on Tuesday, December 14, 2004
My handphone line was being cut by m1, for the simple fact that my dad hadn't been paying the bill. As usual, i guess. I tell myself countlessly times that i am not going to be affected by any domestic "politics". However, i am not uncontactable by any single soul. Should i be worried, or relieved?
I am never as close to my dad then to my mum. My dad, being self-employed, leads a life of a typical taxi driver, who doesn't strive to earn much from his occupation. That is very bad of me to say, but i know that he hadn't being diligently driving around. Once in a while, i saw in his digital cameras, pictures of bars, pictures of some food exhibition, pictures of gals...etc. Of course, not pictures of him cuddling any gal.
I seldom talk to dad about much things in my life, unless i got to tell him when i am coming home from camp and yada yada stuff.
Every month, i have been paying 100 for the combined handphone bill that we had, with him being the main subscriber. Isn't that enough for a son to do, to contribute more that i ought to pay for the bill?
Sometimes i wonder what scenerio will arise once i step into the working world, and my parents start to grow old. Will they be like wat the drama series portray, always pestering you for the monthly allowances? Its not that i am those kind of person who is unfilial, or stingy to the point to extremity. However, nobody would like parents to keep pestering for more and more allowances. Right?
I love wat my parents had brought me up into. I thank God for my parents who have at certain points in my life, endeavour to give me watever i want. I love my mum for being such a great cook, who always feed me with delectatious delicacies.
Whenever i come home from my camp, my mum's dishes always fill me with exhilaration. You can imagine how bad army food can be.
I live to accept my parents' "gambling habits". The lottery and the mahjong sessions. I would never try to venture out into the world of gambling. Pretty addictive, coz i am tried before.
Brought up from a taoist cultural family, i have seen my parents leading me throught various funny cultural or religious rituals. That was before i accept Christ. My parents still practise ancestral worship, still believe in talking to the idols, asking for blessings.
My parents have come to realise my freedom to believe what i want to believe. They have ceased to strongly object "single-God" worship. I have refused gently to participate in their rituals, often juz accompany them to the temples. Sometimes i do pray that they too can realise the love of the God Almighty.
I never blame my parents for what they believe, considering the kind of childhood they brought up in, a traditional , conservative chinese family to succumb to all kinds of supernatural beliefs. Old wives' tales they say.
Whenever anybody's birthday is around the corner, it's time for the family to have a dinner, a sumptious one, occasionally with a birthday cake. One thing i have to admit though, i always find it very difficult to remember my parents' birth dates.
My mum sometimes like to lament about how she sometimes is so frustrated with my dad. Of how his attitude towards certain domestic affairs is so irritating, often on her nerves. My mum needs someone to always listen to her complaints. My siblings and i try to be there to listen, nodding our heads away, with "oh..", "ya"..."uh uh", to disguise our distraction.
Actually all i hope for this coming new year is that my family will always be safe and sound from any troubles, that they will always integrate together to solve any troubles in the near future.
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