Back to Kuching 2

It's Sept. 6th.

Early in the morning, 4.00am.

We woke up and prepared to go to Lundu.

It's one-hour journey.

I slept in the car.

I felt so sleepy.@@

After all arrived (my relatives)

we went to the graveyard where my mom rest in peace

It's a warm morning.

All of us were busy with the traditional Buddhism ritual.

They're trying to build up something like the one shown below.

Those "paper money" were later burnt and "received".

Do you believe in this??

Albeit I'm a Christian.

My dad told us that he ever dreamt of my mom.

In his dream,

my mom was in ther car with a driver.

The car looked like the one we burnt for her.

She received??

Mom, you received it??

Did you receive the residence??

As well as the shoes, clothes and all other accessories??

I didnt know.

We, the younger,

were asked to kneel down on the ground and stood up again,

repeated 3 times,

as a respect.

While waiting for the burning of " paper money"

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My cousin taught me to do something with my fingers.

See~

What do you think??

If this be another sign of GJ??

It's cool. HaHa. XD.

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After finished.

We back to our uncle's house.

I'm waiting. .

Waiting for food.

We entertained ourselves with singing.

:)

Know what? I started love to sing.

XD.

Recall back to past.

when I was *young*.

It's impossible for me to sing in front of my relatives.

Too shy~

My mom was a good singer too.

She always be the saprano.

I was so regret.

I always ask her not to sing and tease her.

It's a past.

P-A-S-T.

But, I'll always remember her voice.

It's like that.

No one possesses.

What are they looking at??

Paying so much attention.

sHH.

DnD.

They're playing chess.

After having my lunch there.

we back to Kuching.

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To be continued.