where thoughts materialise.

So we're into the sixth version of my blog after the last version hung around for a year or so.

Now, a bit of info on this image. This photo was taken one lovely spring afternoon, featuring the iconic Old Well from the UNC Chapel Hill campus. I would like to think of this image as a tribute to my time in UNC Chapel Hill, the awesome friends I made and the memories I now hold dear.

A milestone in my life indeed.

I've dropped the tagboard cos its useless and taking eons to load. But thanks to Angela who helped me set it up, I still do like and will miss the pink interface.

So yeah, it's the sixth one you fellas!

Yours.

27 April 2008

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Sunday, October 01, 2006

The cemetery is a very nice place.

It truly is. Well, perhaps only the lawn cemetery. And for the uninitiated, a lawn cemetery is one liken to a field, with tablets placed on each plot marking a singular resting place. The other types of cemeteries in Singapore has large tombstones sticking out and packed closer than people in a peak hour MRT.

The lawn cemetery is peaceful. It offers one of the best sites to view the sunset. And when the golden sun shines upon the field of lush carpet grass, the cemetery is completely shed of its cold, lonely impression one might have of it.

I have spent countless sunsets there, and the serenity it offers is amazing. I have always avoided cemeteries but now I see it in a completely different light. And when I take that slow walk, viewing other tablets laid alongside, everything culminates to reflect upon the much hushed issues of life and death. And how through death, we question how we lead our lives, to whom and for what we live for.

And at the crux of it all, the lawn cemetery is a very nice place simply because it is my grandma's final resting place. It is a place to go to feel close to her, a place to seek solace and a place to remember of her love. And though I know she's in a better place, the cemetery accords me with the physical comfort and intimacy I've always shared with her, even till her death.

This will probably be the last entry on my grandma. I know she would not want me to harp on this issue either.

"Go, go out with your friends, enjoy and do not worry about Ah Nae", were always her words before I leave her house each day.

And I guess I'll do that.

nimgnoy let the night fall at 3:43 PM

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1 Comments:

At 12:45 PM, Anonymous said...: heartwarming (: