Sunday. Yes it is a day of rest! right?. Well it is Yes or No. Anyway it is one of those day that we look forward. It is suppose to be the day that we do not have to wake up early and follow the daily ritual. It is suppose to be your day, my day and everyone day of rest or whatever you want to call it. In those days when our children was growing up we would take them out to the parks or for lunch or dinner together and came home dead tired. Well it is supposed to be our day of rest, so what happened!!. Anyway it was fun to have those kids around you but now we are in our golden age and now back to square one, the just two of us now. The kids are no more kids now. Our eldest daughter have their own kids now and going around with the ritual that we once did and enjoyed. Well, live goes on and here we are enjoying life in our golden age. Home alone, not really alone. I have my spouse around. The kids are living on their own now and lives goes on. And than...
Now some Sunday the grandchildren came over, they say they are 'balik kampong' although they live about two kilometer away, our house, their nenek and atuk's house is their kampong and they love to come over and make a mess of everything. The elders would help nenek to cook and the one still small kids would do whatever they like, playing with toys at one time, laughing at another time and then cry after quarrelling with their sister or brother. Another one would take over the computer and got lost in cyberspace. Then the younger one, the below seven years want to go to cyberspace as well. They are savvy on computer as well, taking to the computer like ducks to the water. But at time when they got stuck somewhere in cyberspace, they would shout to their elder brother or sister to help. When they did not get instant attention would cry and cry and cry until the grandma come over. And now grandma is somewhat became literate in computer. For a while there were peace in the house but usually it would not last long. One would start telephoning the Mom or Dad and complain of this and that, the other would be just happy that their parents are not around in the house. Azib the youngest would tell his parent not to come and take them until he call, and normally he would not call . When their Mon and Dad came to fetch them usually at midnight, they would left us with the mess. Anyway it was really fun having them around.
With them gone back to their house, nenek's house is in silence mode again. Happily we put the house in order again and continue with our lives until they attack the house again whenever they want to balik kampong. Have a nice day.
Now some Sunday the grandchildren came over, they say they are 'balik kampong' although they live about two kilometer away, our house, their nenek and atuk's house is their kampong and they love to come over and make a mess of everything. The elders would help nenek to cook and the one still small kids would do whatever they like, playing with toys at one time, laughing at another time and then cry after quarrelling with their sister or brother. Another one would take over the computer and got lost in cyberspace. Then the younger one, the below seven years want to go to cyberspace as well. They are savvy on computer as well, taking to the computer like ducks to the water. But at time when they got stuck somewhere in cyberspace, they would shout to their elder brother or sister to help. When they did not get instant attention would cry and cry and cry until the grandma come over. And now grandma is somewhat became literate in computer. For a while there were peace in the house but usually it would not last long. One would start telephoning the Mom or Dad and complain of this and that, the other would be just happy that their parents are not around in the house. Azib the youngest would tell his parent not to come and take them until he call, and normally he would not call . When their Mon and Dad came to fetch them usually at midnight, they would left us with the mess. Anyway it was really fun having them around.
With them gone back to their house, nenek's house is in silence mode again. Happily we put the house in order again and continue with our lives until they attack the house again whenever they want to balik kampong. Have a nice day.