I was in KLCC the other day where I had lunch with my mother.
Sitting on the quaint wooden hard-backed chairs in Little Penang Cafe, waiting for my food to be served, I wondered how many more times I will get to have lunch with my mom.
The sole reason why we were in KL that morning itself warranted my contemplation.
We collected my Visa (which btw, went smoothly, thank God) at Wisma MCA and headed to wherever nearby that could shelter us from the humidity, thus KLCC came into the picture.
Yeah, so that gets me thinking. I have about slightly more than a month left before there will be no more lunch dates with my mom. Hmmm. We go out quite often, you see and I guess its absence will be something that I will feel profoundly when in the UK.
Quite some time back, when I first got my results, I think, my dad came home with a ho my goodnessingly large quantity of durians to celebrate hahaha because they happen to be my favourite fruit. And that made me smile like the sun, dance like a fool, shine like gold and buzz like a bee.
(Actually ah, this one is fake wan, as in not from the batch he brought home that day. This is from duno when, quite a bad picture too, but the only one I have of a durian LOL)
Even earlier back, sometime in May, my dad came home after work and asked me to go out to the car to see something. Hmmm. What is this, quite sneaky. Usually this would mean, help him take out durians from the boot, cos they happen to be his favourite fruit too hehe.
But no, it wasn't the awesome-smelling fruit this time. I saw some yellow thingies through the window, in the backseat. Fishy, hey. Went closer...
That looks like... Waitda minute.... IT IS! Wait, no! THEY ARE!
Spongebob and Tweety helium-filled balloons! Swaying gently from side to side. Mine was obviously the Spongebob one. Hahaha Ducky, as it's called, was for mommy.
He was on his way back from KL, and I'm not sure if you know, but KL at night, near Dataran Merdeka there, has a lot of people, tourists and locals alike, just chilling and there're vendors selling all sorts of stuff. So my dad saw this dude holding 18927819246 helium balloons, all in one bunch walking on the opposite side of the road. What did my dad do?
He made a U-turn, got stuck in the jam he just got out of, to beli dua belon. Hahha. The guy wanted to give him a, in my father's words, "girl with black hair got fringe wan" but my dad remembered seeing Spongebob on the TV when I used to watch it, so he insisted upon "itu kuning punya, square square" hahaha :') :') :')
Oh, I later found out that the "girl with black hair got fringe wan" was Dora the Explorer. HAHA. Thank goodness he didn't settle for that, cos Dora and I, takde connexion HAHA I never grew up with her programmes lol. Way after my time.
So I guess, the message I'm trying to carry across is that, time is really precious. With time on our hands, we get to experience, and with experience, we get to create memories worth a lifetime. Sometimes I get so frustrated when my parents don't get me, like really really honestly not-my-fault type of don't get me, but putting that aside, I really am going to miss all these other moments that only the Chang family share. <3