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OLD FOLKS HOME
Sunday, July 8, 2007
 THE INDIAN LADY IN THE PICTURE IS 79 YEARS OLD. AND SHE IS HERE BCOS SHE FELL AND BROKE HER LEG. SHE WAS SENT HERE BY HER DAUGHTER. SHE HAS ONLY ONE DAUGHTER AGE 40+ LIVING IN SCOTLAND WITH HER HUSBAND. THE INDIAN LADY HAS ONE GRAND DAUGHTER AGE 25. THE LAST TIME THEY VISITED HER WAS LAST DECEMBER. THE INDIAN LADY WAS A FAMOUSE SECRETY WOTKING FOR THE PSA IN SINGAPORE. NOW SHE HAS RETIRED AND SHE IS HAPPY LIVING IN THIS NURSERY.SHE HELP OUT EVERY MORNING TO CUT VEGETABLES. SHE IS A VERY DEAR OLD LADY AND A SWEET ONE TOO.
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THOUGHTS CAN BE REALITY
I BEGAN TOO REALISE THE THINGS THAT WAS PLAYING IN MY MIND. I SOMETHIMES WONDER WHY WAS I EVEN THINKING OF IT, WHY DID I EVER THINK THAT I AM GOING TO SOLVE THE PROBLEM. AS I WAS WALKING HOME FROM SCHOOL, I SINKED IN TO MY DEEPEST THOUGHTS. I DIDN'T REALISE THE WORLD OUTSIDE ME WAS A BUSY STRET. I KNEW THAT THE ONLY PLACE I WAS IN, WAS MY THOUGHTS AND NO WHERE ELSE. AS I SUNK IN DEEPER AND DEEPER I ACTUALLY IN THE BOTTOM OF MY THOUGHTS. I SAW MY HOUSE, I SAW THE STAIRCASE, I SAW THE SHELVES IN MY LIVING ROOM AND THE SOFA. THEN I HEARD A VOICE, I TURNED AROUND AND I SAW MY MUM. SHE WAS ON THE PHONE AS ALWAYS, BUSY WITH HER JOB. SHE WALKED RIGHT PASS ME AND THEN I HEARD THE DOOR BELL RANG,I WALK TOWARDS THE DOOR, JUST AS I REACH UPON THE DOOR KNOB, IT SWING OPEN RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE. MY DAD WAS HOME! I WAS SO EXCITED BCOS I HAVE NOT SEEN HIM FOR SUCH A LONG TIME. HE IS ALWAYS ON HIS BUISNESS TRIPS. MY PARENTS RARELY HUG OR KISS EACH OTHER BUT THIS TIME THEY WERE HUGGING AND COMFORTING EACH OTHER LIKE I HAVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE. THE FUNNY THING WAS THAT I COULD NOT SEE THEIR FACES I ONLY CAN HEAR THEIR VOICES. I HEARD MOM SOBBING AND DAD COSELLING HER. SUDDENLY I BROKE OUT OF MY THOUGHTS AND SUNK INTO REALITY. I WALKED INTO A ROOM THAT WAS NICELY DECORATED, I SAW MY PICTURE ON THE WALL, IT WAS TAKEN WHEN I WAS 16. THEN A GROUP OF MY FREINDS CAME INTO THE ROOM AND THEY WERE DRESSED IN BLACK, NO SURPRISE BCOS THE PPL I MIX AROUND WITH USUALLY WORE BLACK. BUT THEN I HEARD CRYING AND I SAW DROPLETS OF TEARS DRIPPING FROM THEIR FACES SUDDENLY I HEARD PPL TALKING, THEY WERE SAYING-ITS SO SAD THAT HE MOVED ON SO FAST- I DIDN'T GET IT AT FIRST BUT WHEN REALITY SUNK IN ONCE MORE, I WAS SHOCKED THAT I WAS IN MY OWN FUNERAL. I WAS WHOLLY SHOCKED AND OVERWHELMED BY THE WHOLE THING. THEN I SAW MY MOM RUNNING TO THE BED ROOM. SHE SAT THE EDGE OF THE BED HOLDING MY PICTURE AND CRY. HER TEARS FELL ONTO THE CLEAR GLASS OF THE FRAME WORK DONE BY ME WHEN I WAS 6. I COULD FEEL HER PAIN AND HER SADNESS. SHE KEPT REAPEATING THE SAME THING WHILE SWINGING BACK AND FORTH. SHE SAID-IT WAS MY FAULT(OVER N OVER AGAIN)-, THEN MY FATHER CAME IN, HE CONSOLED MY MOM, HE SAID TO HER,' IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT, NO ONE IS TO BE BLAME.' MY MOM CAPITULATE WITH MY DAD.
MY PARENTS LEFT THE ROOM, MY MOM PLACE MY PICTURE BACK ON THE DRESSING TABLE. THEN I SAW A PIECE OF PAPER WHICH READS-CAUSE OF DEATH:ACCIDENT, HIT BY AN ON-GOING CAR WHILE CROSSING THE ROAD. I WAS SHOCK TO SEE THAT MY DEATH WAS CAUSED BY SOMETHING THAT I NEVER CONTEMPLATED. AND THEN I REALSIE SOMETHING, WHILE WALKING I WAS THINKING OF MY PARENTS DIVOCE AND I WAS HOLDING A PIECE OF PAPER THAT I WANT TO GIVE TO MY PARENTS TO ASK FOR FORGIVENESS BCOS I BLAME MYSELF FOR THEIR DECISION TO SPILT.AS REALITY SUNK IN LIKE THE TITANIC SINKING TO THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA FAST, MY TIME ON EARTH HAS ENDED. NOW I REST PEACEFULLY WITH NO SINS BY MY SIDE.
5:20 PM
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