21

a fine day...
once a nice weather day...
this is the day...
twenty one years ago...
this was the day...
having a little life signal in the day.
that was the day...
that was the day of my mother suffered the most...
that was the day of my father worried the most...

once the little life signal was born...
the feeling of suffer
the feeling of worry
have the sudden in the change
change, joys came there it be
thousands of suffer and worry...
replace with the endless joy and touch

behind the joy, that was a suffering period for a mother
her warmly care for the fetus for bout ten months...
during the period,
single step...
single movement...
also need to be take in consideration...
for her child
here start their day...
what can they do for their children

the day keep on passes...
A year old
A 2 year old
.
.
.
until she brought her child to the primary...
she leave her hand away throughout the seven years
for the child to face the primary with no fear...
she stood behind...
she watched from far...
she was glad... the untold happiness came out
he just looked back for a single smile,"i go school le..."
this was the day...
she thought "ya, seven years already..."

the waves keep on coming that time cannot escape...
118cm-122cm-123cm-130cm-135cm-137cm
-142cm-147cm-155cm-159cm-165cm....
1.7m

this was the day...
the day after twenty one years...
he is currently study oversea (just cross a Penang bridge only, what oversea pulak. sweat)
flashing back all over the years, he went through
turn back and watch at his mother, father...
why?
why the time keep on integrating the ages...
the hands, the faces keep on let the time carving on them...

this was the day...
he din stay beside them
the feeling get on deeply...
how are they going on now ?
flashing back...
this was the day...
She suffering
He worrying

now 21 year later...
What can he do
for them... ...
what they are hoping me to be ...
every time She and He asking,
when will he be coming back?
is he busy ?
is he going on well ?

this is the day
just a phone call
make their heart calm down.
just a trip way to home
the unseen happiness raises up
just a simple hold on the hands
the feeling of appreciating comes along
in the heart...

this will be the day...
he doing everything just for
Her and Him

thank you , dad & mom ...
just a silent thanks
for
for ur silent giving

the eve, with my lovely housemates - shian hoi, beng guan, joanne
"bear bear" and kok leong...

The night- as a "tua pek gong" (大伯公) ...

the night -with some lovely frens arround...

the night with a Cuury Chicken Bread...
treat it just like the i way i open durian.

messy half boiled/ quarter boiled / tertiary boiled eggs...
with .... tomato souse, pepper, ..just like rojak eggs

what they want for ? of cos want me to "drink" all.
the innocent face...

^^