SAD STORY: A Man & His Son

A story worth sharing ... it will touch the heart of every man and woman with family ...

4 years ago, an accident took my beloved away and very often I wonder, how does my wife, who is now in the heavenly realm, feel right now? She
must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to
taking care of the house and the kid. 'cos that is the exact feeling that I
have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and
emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child.
There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftovers, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.

With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all i heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bedsheet and blanket!

Boy, was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation:

"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn't anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet, hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad..."

At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.

A year has passed since the episode, I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing
up.

However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by
his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....

Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around. 'cos he makes me proud too!

Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the christmas spirit is in every passer-by...Christmas carols and frantic shoppers....but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, ' I'm sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year.

His answer, amidst his sobbing, was : The letters were for Mummy. My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: " But why did u post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: " I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and I sent it all at once..."

After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say... I told my son, " Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will burn the
letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldnt help opening the letter before they turn to ash.

And one of the letters broke my heart....

Dear Mummy,

I miss you so much! Today, there was a 'Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again.

Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldn't help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room.

I think we both miss you very very much. Too much for our own good I think. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why haven't you appeared?

After reading the letter, I cant stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....

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I take this story from e-mail sent by my colleague, i don't know who's the original writer but credits to him. It really touch my heart.

TRIP: PENANG!!!

 

“Nobody knows, nobody knows but me

That I sometimes cry, if I could pretend that I’m asleep

When my tears start to fall

I peek out from behind these walls

I think nobody knows, nobody knows, no” – Nobody knows by Pink

 

Last Sunday me and my Friends go out to Gurney, Penang to bid our farewell to my ex-beloved-current BFF, Mr C or should i say Pussy C? He’s famous by that name. LOL~  and and and… we celebrated Ms Y birthday. Ms Y is our D&T Engineer and we’re on the same age. 24. Yay!

among my friends that joining:-

Mr A – tall, handsome, Siamese. I always get comfy with him. whenever he’s around- I always feel safe.

Ms N – she’s my big sister. but~~ she’s afraid of cats. in working life, she’s my immediate supervisor. however, we’re rarely work on the same task.

Pussy C – he’s my housemate. an engineer. for the past 3 years in Alor Setar he was my closest buddy. I definitely going to miss him when he’s leaving next week.

Ms Y – she’s the new close friend I got this year. She’s Japanese. mm.. what else ah?.. nvm…later we’ll get to know her better.

Mr L – he’s cute. he’s a songbird (I mean his voice very beautiful). he’s married though. so, no chance la for other girls out there.

Little S – She’s a newbie yet she knows how to mix well with all of us. She’s the hottest in town right now. Lots of my guy friend, man tries to tackle her. She’s 18 to me.

Ms A – she’s my sister. a bully. 2nd close buddy after Pussy C. Let’s just hope she’s not the one who also going to leave me. I rather leave her then she’s leaving me. ahhh.. why the hell I always talk about leaving here??

ok.. that’s it~~ 9 of us. 2 cars. me, Pussy C, Mr Ms A, Ms Y going with PFK while Mr L, Ms N, Little S and Mr S going with PFG. Oh wait! I miss out Mr S introduction.

Mr S – no need to tell la. (hahaha.. sorry S, I know u read my blog).

I’m a bit excited for this trip, so the previous night I didn’t sleep until 5AM I dozed off sleeping. Lucky Pussy C wake me up that morning. Lucky I’m not the last one to get ready since Ms A was coming late that time. We’re having breakfast at City Plaza’s Mac Donald’s. and took off to Penang around 10AM.

We arrive an hour and half later at 11:30AM at Gurney Plaza, Penang. our first activity was watching movie at GSC Gurney. We separate into 2 groups since 2 of us wanted to watch Blitz (Jason Statham in it) – N & S commented that movie was suck and S give 1 out of 10 ☆.

While me and other friends watch LADDALAND.. hell!! <sweating> just by saying the tittle it gave creeping thought into my mind. urgh! I hate this movie! (this movie darn GOOD! Deadly Scary!)

LADDALAND - It’s a Thai movie about a man who tries to succeed in his life. Buying a house in territory of Chiang Mai, in a residential area where essentially nobody wants to live there. That place called Ladda Land. His family and himself just moving in from Bangkok were expecting to start fresh their family relationship in the new house. However, they gradually encounter paranormal  and horror events.

There’s too many horror scene in the movie. If you watch a full throttle of action in an action movie, this movie is a horror movie which full of scariest moment and deathly experience..okay i might exaggerate a bit but it’s really worth spend my RM9 for this movie. I scream a lot in the cinema. Lucky there are not so many people inside the cinema at that time.

The movie finish about 2.15PM so we’re ready for our next activity – Lunch time. We didn’t plan of where to eat so we waste about 20minutes figuring out where to eat. then, S come with the idea lunch at A&W – no objection – all eat happily.

Main event for this trip was KARAOKE-ing!!! We sing our hearts out at RED BOX Gurney Plaza. We take the noon package (3-6PM). It costs RM 380 – 9 person. huhuhu.. so happy!..

This time I really feel like singing. I sing and screaming like no tomorrow. The room was so large. There’s Wii game too – Little S really like to play with it. not to mention N, Mr A and Pussy C. me, S, Ms A, Y and L like to sing. S not really singing but he sits next to me. So, either way, he also sing even without the microphone. The session should be only for 3 hours but one good thing about when we go to RED it’s because you can sing until 5-6hours providing that there are no other customer queuing outside. (this fact come from my mind since the staffs there didn’t shut off our karaoke session up until we feel like we don’t want to sing anymore..)

[Picture: Me & S]

8.45PM – we ate dinner at Coffee Island, also at Gurney drive, Penang.. Then we head back Alor Setar afterwards.

^.^