In olden days, when you told anyone that you came from Samutprakan in Bangkok, the Thais would label you as kedekut fellas. Just like how Penangites are stamped as Kiam-Siap on the forehead. So my late grandpa was from this salt mining village which is actually near the present BKK airport. So when my grandpa retired from his last posting as the CPO of South Thailand, he lived in his retreat in Songkhla. Twilight spent his childhood living in this retreat home nearby the famous touristy Mermaid on the rocks by the seaside! Yeah, the house is still there along Thanon Laemsai (Seaside Road). Can you imagine how bloody boring and dead town Songkhla was? So quiet and crime-free then, until you could hear cockroaches making love on the asbestos roof! They would drag forward and backward like crumbling paper. Chieh! Chiieeh! Chiieeeh!... OMG!
My grandpa drilled a lot of Buddhism into my head by making me sit beside while he chanted 5 times a day in front of his altar. I often leaned against the tiang and all the photos of my late grandma & ancestors stared at little Twilight! I was looking at them back with my eyelids closed and saliva dripping on my lap! I was ZZzzzz of course. Most mornings, I had to wake up at dawn and my servants would carry me to sit by the roadside to wait for the monks to come. You know the Thais love to make merits by offering food to the monks, so lovely feeling.
The Thais love to make merits so often in anyway. They would often hold ceremonies to release animals, fishes and birds. They also love to release their anger like the bloody clashes at the airport, parliament and Sanam Luang grounds. Amboi this is serious hypocrite lah! I really shook my head in disbelief! So make real merits and jangan gaduh or block airports lah!
Last month my friend went backpacking to India and I posted his Haunted House, remember kan? How come most of you didn't notice that the windows on his Drawing Room had several female ghost faces on the white window? 2 bloggers saw it guar! Of course, I saw hundreds of ghosts often floated around his house. When I snapped photos, they also wanna pose including the white Manchu Official ghost beside the opium bed! Look back my old post guys!
My bachelor friend arrived in India, fell sick and flew back the following week on wheelchair alone! He was supposed to come back during CNY but had to return earlier due to severe jaundice and suspected hepatitis! He was whisked into the UH's ICU by the ambulance coz he was so kaput and frail lah. So he is the owner of the blogged Haunted House, lying on the bed above. I brought him a mini Christmas tree which I actually placed on my office table, just to make him shiok & happy lah! He held my hands so tight and even asked me to hug him for the first time!
Then hor, he reminded me that we shared the same birthday this week. Aiks I really forgot and promised that we must celebrate together! So he listed out all the vinegar pork legs, yam pork, roast pork, ice cream and desserts we will be enjoying later this week! The whole menu list made my saliva drip onto his bed! Tak boleh tahan! Ha ha ha!
2 days after Christmas, then hor..... I received a call.....
OMG! OMG! OMG! Piiiaaannngggg!!!
I am SHOCKED!
I was attending a dinner and took the photos of the RM400 Mop Hairstyle to blog, remember? My dear friend's brother called and dropped the biggest atomic bomb into my heart! I was so fucking SHOCKED and raced to his family home to see a whole bunch of sobbing family. His old mother sat on the chair and wailed her heart out. My heart sank in disbelief. My friend died of brain hemorrhage in his sleep after being sedated earlier on to scan his internal organs.
I went to the mortuary 3 hours after he died and looked at him lying on the metal tray. He was being dressed up and powdered by the undertaker. I knew he was dead but he could still hear my heart crying out silently. When you shut off your computer, the softwares will take a while to shut down 1 by 1. The same with human bodies, when our heart stops, all the senses may take up to 8 hours to shut down completely. Our loved ones can still hear us, sometimes their tears rolled out when we mumbled parting words.
At the funeral wakes daily, close friends came so often to chit chat. I think we all had a gala time gossiping and bad mouthing about my late friend instead of crying. Sorry friend! All these monsters just roared out in laughter with his siblings as my late friend had left behind lots of memories for us to joke about. I think my friend preferred us to keep happy memories instead of wailing our hearts out. Betul kan?
So back to the Thai Merit making habits that late grandpa hammered into my head. I would always try to make merits from any way - charity, religious books, donations, helping and maybe blogging too! I blog and you laugh, right? So that is merits too! LOL!..
Every month, I would round up several wealthy and kind friends to donate for any causes. I would get my Bruce Lee to buy up the various sutra books monthly and place them in many temples around Klang Valley, out station and even overseas like Macau and Hong Kong. This weekend some books will be hand carried and placed in temples around Guilin, China too.
Behind the books, I would paste the names of donors and my deceased loved ones. I always wished that merits will be channelled to the deceased ones so that they could effectively reach the Land of Eternity. Several times I really dreamt of them coming back with acknowledgment and I wasn't having nightmare lah. I also hope that I will not have to suffer a hard life with sickness and poverty if I get to live till old age. Hope my fingers will always be strong to type and blog lah!! Ha ha!
Happy Birthday My Friend!