Picked up by dad after an interesting chinese tuition, we stopped by at my grandma's house.
The front yard had looked exactly the same since I first saw them 18 years ago. Only, it looked more polished through the annual pre-chinese new year's '
painting and cleaning' session.
At the front door, my eyes could catch a massive figure of an old lady sitting down from her dining room and stared straight at my face. No smile. My heart pounded pretty fast. Would this be another 'explosion' moment which has come and gone since the day she fainted and diagnosed with stroke at the hospital? She used to move a lot; a typical home-maker that always find ways to busy herself with. Nobody could understand how she must be feeling now, trapped in her aging body unable to move frequently and she is visibly gaining more flesh.
Entering the room with a child-like smile, I managed to sense an absence of discouraged soul. My gazed were soon set on some round, golden-coloured 'wedding-cake' placed on the oven-tray. Covered with plenty of cooking-oil traces, I pointed one with a different shape than the rests and commented ignorantly,
"This looks like a breast... hmm.. look like Ahu's breast"Wise enough to sense any taboo-jokes invite their best laughter, I called out one and they responded as expected. An uproar of laughter was heard which lasted for quite a satisfying time.
The face changed. There's a radiant smile on her face now as she looked at me flashing all her fake teeth.
A quick thirty-minutes passed before I heard dad's urging voice to go home. My feet reluctantly obeyed the call as I stood up from the chair next to grandma's. She quickly grabbed a small plastic bag and snatched some cakes into it and passed to me as it was her custom of doing so to every visiting grandchildren. Planting a quick kiss on her cheek, I bid her goodbye. At that instant, she grabbed my tiny wrist and voiced out something that sounded like a slur yet, I could catch it when she said, "Please come again tomorrow."
I said it quick,
"yes."I remembered of an article saying
'when you spend time with someone or something, you are actually giving part of your life.'Sometimes, in this 'mind your own business' culture, we're too busy doing our own stuffs, forgetting about the people around who simply need a bit of our time ( our life). I always think I have so little time to spare. Yet, by saying "I have no time for this person or this..or this..," is actually causing our lives which is our time to be lesser...Lesser for ourselves and for others.
I believe the covenant I once proclaimed need to be rooted deep down in my heart forever.
'Value people over possession or prioritize human relationships compared to non-living things'In the end, when we leave this world, God will judge one person according to what he has done to other human beings instead of evaluating his contributions to non-living things. After all, God is concerned with how one would do if He keeps him in His Place.