First day of CNY have ended. i missed the days when i go to my grandma house in the early afternoon, dressed up nicely. Going over to her house was one of my usual routine during CNY. Not because of i can collect red packet despite my status. From afar, i can smell her nice soup. She only made this soup once in a year. and not forgetting her bamboo shoot dish. I don like eating it, but i only love hers. because i am always the earliest, She will alway ask me if is nice. She cant taste it because she eats veg food since is the first day of the lunar calendar. She will always asked if the soup is peppery enough, asked if i have enough. I have also become her food taster. Maybe those concern was wat i never see before. I missed her so much. She promised me to make me the soup since the last new year i had with her, she didnt have the strength to make it. But she broke her promise. But this is not the worst. I promise her the next year i will have reunion dinner with her, but she took the chance away. never once in my life i have reunion dinner with her. We both broke our promises. I really missed her so much. and maybe that is the reason why i never wan to celebrate cny again. becos cny is always so painful for me. these are all memories. memories that i held on so tight that it is so painful. it will always remind me of the promises we both made and yet we both cant fulfilled. Though i stil have my brothers, my cousins around. but it has all become so meaningless. if i have a choice, i would want to trade off with her.
I still remember when she found out that i wen to pray grandpa, she was asking me if i will do the same for her, i told her i will. Yet last year i totally forgot about it. Promise that i will made it up to her. Though i know she will understand that i am tied up with work and study now, but i am always reminding myself that is not a reason.
