Sunday, February 10, 2008

The fragile: part 1


My maternal grandmother. Suddenly i feel so matured.. And guilty. That i never bothered about her. That i once considered her a pest. I'm filled with regret. Now, my ah ma sits there, old and quiet. Troubled by the mishaps around the house, with the little misunderstandings amongst some of the adults in the family. I miss her smile. Strangely, i miss her scolding me. Ah ma, i love you...

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