In front of me lays a street lit up with a linear row of lampposts. The road wasn’t at all quiet, considering the fact that it’s still 5.19am in the morning. Cars can still be seen in motion. Here, I sit all by myself, under a shelter and embracing the every little breeze and reflecting on what had happened today. (in a funeral wake)
Yesterday, I was obstinate. I was determined to stay back in the funeral to help out. Thus, I was late for school this morning for my photography class. I am soon going to screw this whole photography module as I have already been late for 2 times, consecutively.
Well, many may ask. Why the stupidity?
Basically, apart from helping to serve in the midnight shift, one of my main objective was to spend more time with my fellow cousins. This funeral has brought cousins that I haven’t seen for my entire life. Furthermore, it’s also a great time to deepen our relationship with the rest of our cousins.
To my surprise, I recently found out that my father has anyone 2 younger brothers which then allowed me to acknowledge my 2 other new younger cousins. Something that really surprised me.
[Interval, almost 2hrs later]
Due to some disturbance, I wasn’t able to focus very much on writing this entry. I went 7-11 with the kids, watched some videos and listened to some music in these few hours.
Just, something infuriating happened. Anyway, my current location is at the bus-stop opposite where my great grandma’s funeral wake is. I stomped all my way to this bus stop, boiling at more than a 100 Degree Celsius.
Just 5 minutes ago, my mum suggested me to get home and change to prepare for the cremation. However, after I decided to go home, I also decided to bring along my 2 other cousins along (who are still awake). And when we were just about to leave, my mum suddenly forbid me from bringing them along. Urgh!
Anyway, the idea of going home always have me thinking of bed. Thus, I decided to return to the wake and stay put till the time of cremation after waiting 15 mins for the bus.
Let me briefly introduce the 2 brothers who are my new cousins. Elder name Doven and the younger one name Dorathon. (A very unique name indeed). Both were apparently younger than me. Well, what I can say about these 2 brothers is which both are really cheerful people. Doven the elder brother may seem a little introvert when you first meet him. But thereafter, he starts to be really crappy and cranky; laughing at many small little things. On the other hand, his younger brother Dorathon is really hyperactive. He naturally has very high sugar content, hence he tends to get really active after even only just a packet of soft drink.
[After cremation, at 3pm in the afternoon]
Dover and Dorathon went home, the rest of my cousin with my brother went up to my grandma’s house and now I am all alone.
Suddenly, I sensed some weird feelings that are surrounding me. I think I will miss the times when I am able to spend time with my cousins. (Gosh.. Too emotional)
But this is also a very weird feeling that should not have surfaced. I used to not miss my cousins, especially on my father’s side. Things seemed to have changed. In this funeral wake, it’s the first time that we cousins actually gathered together to play and have fun. We used to just stick with our parents and do different things on our own.
Well, I really hope to see my cousins again. But definitely not till when the next funeral wake comes.
what we could have been, 2:59 下午.