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First day of syawal

1st day of Hari Raya. It's neither a good nor a bad day...but it is surely an enriching one...i dunno why i feel kind of sad...haiz...im disintegrating....

Several happenings...unexpected ones again...makes me remorseful...hmm...*indulging in deep thinking*

Went for visiting of course...went with the family on my father's side...then my grandad wanted to visit this particular group of people badly...i think its his very very close friends, whom i supposed he had spent valuable time with during his 'kampong' days...the problem was tt we didn't exactly know the address...but my grandad insisted anyway...it made my aunties and uncles kind of pissed off due to his stubborness...and he insisted that the ppl tt he was intending to see lives on the 2nd floor...but later we found out it was on the 3rd...at first we couldn't understand whyis he behaving in such a thick-head manner and almost everyone was pissed...i was too but i told myself that there must be a reason why my grandad really want to meet them...and it turn out to be right...i' ve come to know that they have not met each other for almost 10 yrs...and man that is like a decade...and then met up with my school-cum-ncc friend, Sufian...kind of astounded...so yar...10 yrs...hmm..that's long...real long...

Then we have to visit a particular house at around Sixth Avenue,at Bukit Timah area...along the way we passed by houses...and it was a really an eye-opener for me...i have not thought of seeing such beautiful and unique houses...they are humungous and of course they come with a high price...i think it can cost up to a few millions for such fantastic houses...dunno what type they are...bunglows? far too small i think...anyway I was really amazed...didn't know that Singapore could have such things...

Finally, we reached the destination...learned something here..my father told me that one of the relatives staying there is actually a CEO. Well,that's not the catch for me...what captured my attention was that that man actually started off being a part time worker at that company...and because of his long service and commitment, he rose to clinch such a post...my dad said people lay their trust on him and it's also because he frequently upgrades himself through courses offered by the company itself...to me, it is amazing for one to be able to stay on with a company for long...

While on the way back home...i was thinking that its hard when you are being put in a position whereby it involves work or rather responsibility and the welfare of your siblings..hmm welfare is not the right term, a more accurate on would be the best interests ...and because of that incident which i will not elaborate, i've come to know and respect my father even more...he was pushed into such a position just now and the way he tackled the problem was what i see as tactfulness...he was kind of late in returning the bus..and it was actually one of my auntie's fault, but he remained calm and put up a brave front so as not to spoil the occasion...he was able to control his emotions...and I find that a valuable skill that should be picked up in life...i pitied and at the same time respect him...his sacrifices and so on...it made me feel that i should appreciate my father even more...i knew he was on the verge of 'erupting' cause he was driving at a fast speed...probably to cut short time and at the same time vent off a bit of his anger...i salute him..and i am really proud of my dad...i also find that i am the person whom he can kind of 'complain' to and rely upon to hear all his problems...at the same time he would give me advices and i really treasure them...then, to alleviate his burden a bit, i cleaned up the bus a bit while he drove my family home first bfore returning the mini bus...sometimes I really wonder, " Am I born to face such difficulties at almost every minute of my life?" hmm..actually it's not only me but my family as well...whatever it is, im grateful with what i actually have now and how my lot of life have been...

::: You are what you are :::

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