well. it's almost the end of the chinese new year, and i must say that being away from home for the first time kinda sucks. i miss the festiveness. i miss the togetherness. i miss the noise and chaos and ruckus.
the getting ready for the dinner. everyone rushing for the toilet and yelling at each other to hurry up. my sisters and i trying on clothes and putting on our makeup. all the men watching tv and waiting patiently for their grandmother, wives, daughters and nieces to get ready. the convoy of cars heading towards the restaurant. finally arriving and waiting to be seated. my grandparents and relatives greeting everyone they see as they've grown up with the whole of muar. waiting for the food to arrive, scarfing down the same dinner as the rest of the restaurant. teasing cousins and joking uncles. twittering aunts and blissfull grandparents.
the gambling and supper afterwards. the washing of the mahjong tiles. the shuffling of the cards. the 'phish' of the cans of soft drinks and beer and shandy. the cracking open of peanuts and munching of new year cookies. the blare of the tv and the raise voices to be heard over the hullabuloo. the neverending love.
i miss it all.
happy chinese new year everyone.
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