well,i was just back from having lunch somewhere near KL. the place is called something like Kampung Attap. together with my aunts family, we had typical mamak cuisine with the dish of the day is fish curry. while sitting on the bench, i took a glance around the area and that made me recalled something that my family and i havent done in quite a long time...
we have not spent our time together for quite sometimes...well, at least not with me around...they went to the Damai Laut resort that day which i couldnt join because i had my trip with my friends too to indonesia and the trip was awesome.
well, the last gathering that is in my mind is our family trip to PD and that was the last one i think.sometime while having the lunch, i thought that how nice it would be if the family with me that time wasnt my aunt's but mine.how nice it would be....
well, thats the fact but now i realize that i miss my old times though i'm not that old...i miss the time when we went to the waterfall at Tupah and when we had beach camp at Pantai Merdeka...i miss those times when i'm small and my father had to take care of us all the time...bathed us with the underground and salted sea-water which came out from a small pond he dug earlier just to clean us...when we were so innocent that we climbed the roof of an abandoned house and then cried loudly when we didnt know how to get down...when we were out until we passed the curfew and we had to wait for my father so that we could use him as a pass to get into the house...
that was a long time ago but the scenes are clearly pictured in my head as if i have a projector in my head...my own one...well now its different...as my father and mother are getting older, time has very much become a restraint for us to spend our times together...i mean together together where all of the family members are present....its only in the house that we could be together...as i am away from my family, i have started to feel it especially when i come to my aunt's house to spend my time...i start thinking about my own family and how i wish i could be with them....now, as we get along with time, we will start thinking about the past and how much it is worth to go back to the time we had...thats why every new day must be made special as it is a gift from ALLAH for us to be cherished later on, and thats why it is called the 'present'....
we have not spent our time together for quite sometimes...well, at least not with me around...they went to the Damai Laut resort that day which i couldnt join because i had my trip with my friends too to indonesia and the trip was awesome.
well, the last gathering that is in my mind is our family trip to PD and that was the last one i think.sometime while having the lunch, i thought that how nice it would be if the family with me that time wasnt my aunt's but mine.how nice it would be....
well, thats the fact but now i realize that i miss my old times though i'm not that old...i miss the time when we went to the waterfall at Tupah and when we had beach camp at Pantai Merdeka...i miss those times when i'm small and my father had to take care of us all the time...bathed us with the underground and salted sea-water which came out from a small pond he dug earlier just to clean us...when we were so innocent that we climbed the roof of an abandoned house and then cried loudly when we didnt know how to get down...when we were out until we passed the curfew and we had to wait for my father so that we could use him as a pass to get into the house...
that was a long time ago but the scenes are clearly pictured in my head as if i have a projector in my head...my own one...well now its different...as my father and mother are getting older, time has very much become a restraint for us to spend our times together...i mean together together where all of the family members are present....its only in the house that we could be together...as i am away from my family, i have started to feel it especially when i come to my aunt's house to spend my time...i start thinking about my own family and how i wish i could be with them....now, as we get along with time, we will start thinking about the past and how much it is worth to go back to the time we had...thats why every new day must be made special as it is a gift from ALLAH for us to be cherished later on, and thats why it is called the 'present'....
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