Devil festival - what kind of festival is that, I wondered. For so long I'd lived, I've never heard of it. Ohh, could it be the seventh month festival, the so-called hungry ghost festival.
After re-reading through what mum wrote, yeah, I'm sure she's trying to say about the hungry ghost festival. Oh boy, what a word to use.
I had been thinking about dad just few days before mum mentioned about praying to him for the hungry ghost festival.
Ohh, and had I mentioned that I had thought of him as well just one or two days before T mentioned her flight back was cancelled.
Scenes of him on the last night in the hospital kept playing back in my mind. The alertness of his eyes, the haggard look of his face.
This will be first seventh month praying we'll be doing for him. I wondered how simple should we make it, especially this round is quite a last minute request and arrangement.
I was also wondering what dad would had expected from us. Would he be commenting as usual, that "come when you are free" , "just do it simple and get it done la", etc.
Well, I need to prop my head high on pillow and start planning on things to buy for the prayers. Nothing much left since the last prayer. Had thought that the last prayer was for the 100th days, and the next would be next year. So, was actually quite unprepared. Though, I'd thought before, if T had came back, I would have suggested a prayer when she is around.
Ahh, and last 2 weeks, one of the light bulb suddenly blew off in the old house - unexpectedly. Light bulb blewn off is in fact quite normal, but what was abnormal is that the (glass) lamp shattered as well, all around the floor. And I wondered what was it that had pissed dad off. Whoops, just a casual remark.
Well, time to ready for tomorrow's visit.
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