Last month banyak betul wedding invitation. From my friends, friends of Dad and Mom, kawan-kawan geng marhaban and berzanji mom, relative sebelah dad... I remember when I was a teenager, I always have to be forced to follow my parents to wedding. Especially yang from distance family. Because I don't know them. They are not my parent's siblings. Why the hell do they look so glad to see Dad or Mom. I didn't get it at that time. And during those days I dunno how to appreciate Nasi Minyak yet... The whole journey back home they'll be talking bout the ceremony, and the people they were really happy to see and how they should meet more. And I was either daydreaming or singing with my siblings..So, the whole wedding thing was BOW... RING... Unless! The wedding was my parents' siblings or my cousins'. Then I'll be really happy enjoying the event because I knew so many people there, besides the bride or groom must have been close to me.
As I grew up, and was busy with studies,then work, then social activities. I always failed to join them at weddings. Or sometimes came out with lame excuses such as tired and wanted to rest for the weekend. But lately when I reach my 30's, (oopss... dah nak 33 pun) Dad and Mom are not as that energetic as before. They always ask me to drive them to places and weddings.
I still saw the joy on their faces. The same joy. But better, I knew now. How important are those people to them. Probably because they had shared so many things in the past. They grew up together. But what most important to me is that meeting them brings joy to Dad and Mom. That is priceless. U know,.. to see that look on your parents face.
Dad, mom, I hope I'll make more effort to spend more time with both of you, in more related events and see that you'll have more joyful moments. These are a few photos taken on a wedding at Pantai, Negeri Sembilan. Dad was so happy. Met his relatives, former schoolmates from King George V, a makcik (was a kakak to him) whom save him from drowning when he was a kid and also his grandma's youngest brother who did came to my wedding 3 years ago. Like the old days,... Dad and Mom will talk about how happy they were meeting those people all the way back to KL. And we stopped at the R&R because Dad was really hungry, he was too excited meeting people he forgot to finish his food that he left when he went to greet a former schoolmate.
Dad greeting his former school mate at King George V
Dad with his Atuk ( my great grandma's youngest brother)
owh,... this look is priceless
Non-stop talking and laughing, that nite Dad's voice turns really husky
the center of attention
