My cat dropped my bro's picture!!!
So, my mum & my maid were measuring cloth in the living room and suddenly, 'Ppiiiiaaaaannnnggggggg!!!'. That's what they heard and I heard from upstairs. My naughty cat jump to the speaker where we nicely displayed my bro's photo. The glass cracked. I don't have a good feeling though. =(
Plus from what I heard from Dad & Mum, it makes me not comfy at all.
There was this customer who was in the house the other day & he recalled about the very last time he saw my bro. That was when my bro was outside burning some papers.
And this particular customer who did those funeral and prayer stuff (something related to spirits I guess), he can see 'stuff' with his eyes.
He saw 'something' from my bro went up to the sky but he can't speak a word of that because it's forbidden. But one thing we're sure that my bro went to heaven. Strangely I have this fear in my heart when I heard about this.
"He's someone who can't give you a permanent happiness & can't walk the rest of the road with you", for what he says to my dad.
Sigh.. I feel so sad to hear about this =(
And then we were talking about this topic. Suddenly my dad remembered something. My dad was a strong Buddhist back then & he used to go to many temples. One of the people in the temple told him that he can't have 3 or 5 children, only 2 or 4 kids. If I were to have another siblings, will my bro stay? Or maybe if I'm not born into this world, will my bro stay with parents to continue the path of life? I was 4 months old when I almost lost my life. I had a surgery because of my intestines. If Daddy were to be slightly late to send me to hospital, I'd probably be gone now. But I'm here today & my bro is gone. Is this fate or is this something we must be alert of?? I feel weird & confused where people knew that he's going to leave this world before it even happens.. What about 'we don't know about tomorrow'? Do we actually know about tomorrow?
So, my mum & my maid were measuring cloth in the living room and suddenly, 'Ppiiiiaaaaannnnggggggg!!!'. That's what they heard and I heard from upstairs. My naughty cat jump to the speaker where we nicely displayed my bro's photo. The glass cracked. I don't have a good feeling though. =(
Plus from what I heard from Dad & Mum, it makes me not comfy at all.
There was this customer who was in the house the other day & he recalled about the very last time he saw my bro. That was when my bro was outside burning some papers.
And this particular customer who did those funeral and prayer stuff (something related to spirits I guess), he can see 'stuff' with his eyes.
He saw 'something' from my bro went up to the sky but he can't speak a word of that because it's forbidden. But one thing we're sure that my bro went to heaven. Strangely I have this fear in my heart when I heard about this.
"He's someone who can't give you a permanent happiness & can't walk the rest of the road with you", for what he says to my dad.
Sigh.. I feel so sad to hear about this =(
And then we were talking about this topic. Suddenly my dad remembered something. My dad was a strong Buddhist back then & he used to go to many temples. One of the people in the temple told him that he can't have 3 or 5 children, only 2 or 4 kids. If I were to have another siblings, will my bro stay? Or maybe if I'm not born into this world, will my bro stay with parents to continue the path of life? I was 4 months old when I almost lost my life. I had a surgery because of my intestines. If Daddy were to be slightly late to send me to hospital, I'd probably be gone now. But I'm here today & my bro is gone. Is this fate or is this something we must be alert of?? I feel weird & confused where people knew that he's going to leave this world before it even happens.. What about 'we don't know about tomorrow'? Do we actually know about tomorrow?
