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Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Qing ming
"Qing Ming"ing for the weekend


It never fails to make me very gan shang every time I go for qing ming prayers.

many random thoughts:



1) People talk about the dead relatives everytime they go to pay respect and the same topic will be said year after year after year. And it just seems the death just happened not long ago...


2) My grandmother died young, it has been more than 50 years she died.


3) My mother is a mix of both modern and traditional ideas. She understands the significance of Qingming and will do the necessary rituals and procedure for it, but just feels that what for making so much hassel to pay respect for the death when all we need is to show more concern of those people who are alive.


4) Qing ming is the only time other than chinese new year that my extended family members make the point to meet up. Should that be the case?


5) The first episode of little nonya said something like this 'We all have a need to know our past and roots, just like a fallen leave that does not know which tree it came from'.
During my secondary school days, when we were exposed to history, we find it hard to understand why we need to learn abt the history when we are working so hard for the future. But little we know that we are right now living in the dreams of the people from the past, just like people of the future will be living in our dreams.

Whose dreams are you living in?


Catching the falling leaves ...[9:59 PM]
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