chinese new year

sin cia

my favourite time of the year

the food being prepared on our large table..chilren running around like there is no tomorow..uncles, aunties, and cousins coming from all over the place..the queue we have to do to get angpao-the ability to spot the people who has finished their food was really very important in order for you not to get to queue very long..putting on a cute face so as to bluff the oldies that we haven't got the angpao..the opening and counting angpao inside the room..

i know it may sound like nothing, but i do miss this time..almost every year i wait for this time, becuse not only do i get new clothes, i get a lot of money..but even during those time, the most important thing for me was not the money..neither was it the clothes, though i always told my parents n friends that they were in fact the most looking-forward thing in sin cia (this was said for the sake of saying it)

the most important thing for me was the reunian dinner..the shared laughter, the togetherness, the stories we exchange to each other..the reunian!!

i remember mama lan was the one who always cook for us..she was the one who always told people what to do and how to do it..ooh i do miss her so much!!without her, it all somehow doesn't feel as good anymore..now to even think about her seems to be a torture..the memory of her is overwhelming that i can't even keep my eyes dry when i think of her..

now that she is gone, the party doesn't seem to have any spirit of new year..no body is even willing to actually celebrate sin cia anymore..now what's left is only the memory..the memory of us running around with glee..the laughter we shared when we compared our angpao..the stories been told on the table as we ate our wonderful dinner..nothing is left but the memory..