
This photo, makes Monalisa looks like a scribble and that of Van Gogh seems worthless.
Ini gambar years back (just look at how big my glasses are !) dekat rumah uwan kitaorg di kg. Astana Raja, Rembau. And that hari raya was the last one that we celebrated together as big family before my ever beloved uwan (wearing white dress and scarf) and my pak lang sidek (front, far right wearing glasses and kain pelikat) passed away.
After that year, hari raya is never the same again. No more ketupat and rendang from uwan. No more big family with kids creating chaos during raya eve, no more love on that red stone stairs.
Distance seems to drift us apart. Last time jumpa mak lang ngan anak2 arwah pak lang is during uwan's funeral, then that was it. It was 15 years ago. Today, we seem to keep in touch again, thru facebook! and even small yani (the one on my right) is married.
Gosh.. time do flies. Hopefully one day, we'll get back to the red stone stairs and captured those smiles again like the old days.
Al-Fatihah buat arwah uwan dan arwah pak lang.
note: credit to yani for the photo. When I got back to Msia (jgn tanya bila.. :P), I promise to dig under our stairs for some more memories.