dad, mom and grandmom

I just received some photos from my mum through email. These pictures were taken the day before I came to KL. When I see these pictures... there's a sudden pang in my heart. A feeling which is both bitter and sweet. Because I'm kept busy all the while, there's really not much time to miss them - and I'm sorry for that. However, when I'm alone, I think about them. I remember their warmth and care. I remember my dad's cold expressions and indifference to jokes. I remember my mum's naggings and love. I remember my grandmum's superb cookery skills and advice. I miss my siblings as well- them annoying me to death. lolz.

Hyper love, xx