Saturday, January 15, 2011

wednesday "gong gong"

2 days before he gone, his feet were swollen and couldn't take any food or drink....  He was sent for a doctor and passed away in the very next day. Thats how my mum described to me in the phone once I found the Facebook status about the death of my grandpa posted by my aunt. Sarcastically.....

It was really complicated to explain about the relationship we had between grandpa, conflicts that happened in the last generation resulted how the way "We live" and "He lives".

When he still alive, he visited us regularly once a week on every Wednesday. He always brought us "souvenir": the stamps, yellowish first day cover or old reading stuff that he collected from dunno where. He usually smokes outside our house and read all the old newspapers pile on the shoes cabinet. Normally, he falls asleep in sitting pose on the sofa with the coke beside, oh ya... thats is his favorite drink!

We're not so close with grandpa though we called him "Gong Gong" and thats it....  The memories that I can remember of him is everything in this 4 paragraphs. I can't even remember I've the photo that I ever took for him in the last Chinese New Year until my aunt asked from me this morning for the funeral used. Ironic.

In silent, he just walked away from us,
neither attention nor tears shed from anyone....
how fragile and weak a life can be...

Goodbye, Grandpa
     .... ... with many cokes for you~



1 comment:

cia said...

condolences. :(