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MYO GYI, YOU ROCKS!

MYO GYI, YOU ROCKS!

Grandma, I love you. I always do.

Monday, October 6, 2008

Ye Ye, Goodbye :( Till the next time we meet. We love u!

On 2ND Oct around 8 am, my mum rush into my room and told me to wake up because my cousin in hospital told my dad that my grandfather was having difficulties in breathing.
So we rush to my sister school to fetch her and headed down to hospital.
On the way to hospital in the cab, i received a message from my cousin saying that my grandfather have passed away.
:(
Life is so fragile and unpredictable.
You don't know when a person will leave.
Just like my grandma.
We were happily eating one day and the next day ...
My grandma funeral wake. The process, the chanting, the cremation, the mourning.
Everything.
was still fresh in my mind.
When it had to happen for a second time.

It didn't hurt so much this time round.
I don't know why.
Maybe the hurt previously was too deep,
Too deep for anymore wounds.

Everybody knew the procedure of everything so well.


So his body was placed under my aunt housing estate for 4 days before cremation for relatives to pay their last respect.
To see him for the last time.

Many people come, many people go.
I hope he is in heaven now accompanying my grandma, even though i know they will always be quarreling when they meet each other.
Sometimes arguments bring people closer to each other.


Lots of football club sent flower wreath to my dad.

happy happy fc

farrer park dynamos

redline fc

etc etc

I thank you on my dad's behalf.


*The prist chanting.
*The big house which we burn for my grandfather.
*My parents.
*His grandchildren
*His grandchildren.
*His children.

*His sister and elder son.
*the food that we use to pray him
*my grandfather

*His grandchildren and greatgrandchild

*My cousin.
*My sister and my cousin burning "money" for my grandfather
*The coffin which contains my grandfather body



*My niece. She is really a pretty and cute kid.
We all love her a lot!!
*The temple which we hired.
*Us with grandfather before the cremation.
The last picture we took with him this life.
He will always be fondly remembered by all of us.
*The funeral band
*His children and sister.
*The last picture i took with him.
*Chanting before setting off for the cremation centre.
*My dad
*His daughter and son-in-law
*My grandma's sister. I miss my grandma
The band which played for my grandfather during his last day.




The last look before they will carry the coffin.


Relatives and friends to pay the last respect.
*The coffin being carried out of the tentage.
We have to walk a distance before getting on a bus to make our way to the cremation centre.





*I don't know why the hell they are laughing when they are carrying my grandfather's coffin.
Fuckers.
IF you think its bloody funny to carry others coffin and smile and laugh all the way, try it on your on own love one.
I don't know which gang you whole group of little boys belong to, but bloody hell pay respect to the dead.
Even though you don't know the person its right to pay the most simple respect you can give to the dead.
You, little boys bloody hell don't know. Your parents didn't educate you well enough.
You think by shouting some gang cheer during the process will show how much "face" you have got.
HELL NO.
I didn't said i don't welcome you PEOPLE to the funeral, but its a FUNERAL NOT A CELEBRATION.
It only shows people how come this bunch of idiots wearing rainbow colour t shirt, smoking while carrying the coffin, shouting cheer, shaking the coffin, playing a fool is making a mess out of the whole ceremony.
Its my grandfather lying in the coffin, do you know that?
I think you don't.
Even gangster in television wear black and pay full respect to the dead.
If you don't know how to be a proper gangster, don't be one.
Even undertakers have the manner to dress up formally to carry the coffin of the dead.
The dead was once a human being after all.
So you bunch of idiots don't know the word, RESPECT.
OR SELF-RESPECT.
PLEASE LEARN IT OR YOU WILL MAKE A FOOL OUT OF YOURSELF AGAIN.
Once again, for mother fucking stake.
Its not a celebration, its a funeral wake.
During my grandma funeral while my grandfather was still alive, he wouldn't allow this gang to come down to the funeral.
But at the funeral of my grandfather, when nobody could take control of the whole situation, this happen.
He will be so sad when he saw that himself.
Something which he doesn't like.
But what can we really say when we are only the younger generation.
Kids don't have the stand in the adult's world.




People who have been to my grandma's funeral and my grandfather's funeral will know the difference.
Little kids you should go back to drink your mother's milk and stop making a fool out of yourself.


*We could only watch helplessly.








*Can you see the coffin is slanted.


*Grandfather will be so angry if he is here but he doesn't have a choice. does he?



*When we reach the cremation centre.

*Getting ready for prayers before cremation grandfather's body
The beautifully decorated coffin.




The coffin is being pushed into the furance.



Bye bye ye ye :(
The fullstop to another life.
We will meet next time.
We love u.
Your son, your daughter, your grandchildrens, your great grand children, your relatives, your sister, your brother, your friends and everybody misses you.


爷爷,走好了.

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6 Oct, when we collected his bones after cremation.
*placing his bones into the urn




*This urn.





*He is inside now.
Rest in peace ye ye
We will take care of ourself from now.
Thanks for every single thing you have done for us.


谢谢你了
Its time for us to be independent.
Rest well.
Remember to take care of grandma, we miss her a lot too.



The end of another beautiful story.
Rest well everybody.
Health is really more important then anything else.
Those who are smoking should stop because its not you who suffer in the end, its the people that love you suffer like hell.


I took a few books from the temple and inside one of the books there is a poem that goes like this.
title of the poem : A LOT OF NONSENSE
A lot of fuss. A lot of tears
A lot of people. A lot of money.
A lot of time. And all for what?
A lot of trouble. A little body!
A blob of proteins
Fast unwinding,
A little corpse
Quick decaying.
No longer is it
Dear father, mother
Or any darling other.
In spite of this
We must have
Consolations and coffins,
Processions and Tombstones
Parties and mourning
Rites and Rituals
Buried of burnt
Embalmed for ever
All for these little
Bloated bodies
Sons remember,
Grandsons little,
And after them
Are the dead forgotten,
Stones and bones alone remaining.
So is this not
A lot of nonsense?







Think about the little things that make life great.
Its so beautiful, it makes you want to cry.



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