Alya Lipat Kain
My two year old daughter is quite talkative, eventhough she still has problems with her pronunciation… she is also most talkative when she is in the car… especially when commenting on the traffic… maybe because from an early age we taught her to recognize the type of vehicles… lorry, cars motorcyle, ambulance and the not so often excavators..
She also like to comment on the cars and traffic, for example whenever I hit a pothole she would say “gok gek car papa” (papa’s car is unstable).. and we have no idea where she got the word “gok gek” (kelantanese) probably from her nanny?
Today she was talking in the car, saying “aguh okcik! iso okcik!” (very good, uncle! superb, uncle!) holding her thumbs up and showing it to the car in front.. this one is because whenever we encounter problematic vehicles my wife and I would hold our thumbs up to them.. hehe (cynical?)
And yesterday was something else altogether, we went to KB and she slept in the back seat, she woke up as I was getting into a crawl near a traffic light, she commented “ange epuh car, ekciden.. bum bum” (don’t hit the car, excident boom boom”…. really funny… the observation power of a child….
My grandmother on my father’s side passed away yesterday. It was very disappointing for me. I was still at school during that time because we had extra-curricular activities, and I had to cover for another person.
My family tried to call me to tell me about the death at 3pm but they couldn’t get through to me, the school is a virtual wireless dead zone. I was finally told about the news when I was on my way back from school.
Rushed from Gua Musang to Machang, but when I had arrived, they have buried her, as it was already night and they wanted to finish before Maghrib. The only thing that I managed to do was meet my family members.
My grandfather was still in shock, he was asleep when my grandmother passed away. He kept babbling about how he will be lonely, and blaming himself for not dying earlier. The two of them were close, and have never been apart. Her death is still a shock to us all, as my grandfather was the one that was sick. She was the one that looked after him.
She had no illnesses and that morning didn’t complain about anything. That afternoon her feet was cold and my auntie wanted to take her to the hospital, but she died quickly after. Whatever it is, she will always be loved by us. The quiet and sweet grandmother that loves to smile.
Farewell dear one
Al-fatihah & adieu