Diary: 24 October 2004

I went out with Mel on Saturday night, It was Thai Club. I honestly didn't miss the scene same songs same people but I did meet yoges. Fat already... nolah ada isi. I also found out Peggy (God Mum) is working part-time, I wonder is times are bad. I must make time to see her. The party at Thai club ended at 4a.m. with a issue. Sometimes I'm not proud to be Indian. Its what others Indians do which people label the whole Indian culture.
As I came back later I slept My Sunday till 12.30. Woke up and had my brunch. Mum cooked nasi briyani with ayam rendang.. sedap siut. At about 1.30 we left for the graveyard. For those who have passed by the Cheras cemetery from far away its very picturesque view but in a close range its one crowded place
We started with our usual rounds, starting with my grandparents, its always an adventure to the cemetery, finding the plot or reading the burial notes. My favorite would definitely be "If you hear a noise its just me". I think the person who was burred there had a great sense of humor. If I were to die I would like to have a poem, Funeral Blues would be my choice...

Funeral Blues (by W. H. Auden)
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message
He Is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West.
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;I thought that love would last forever;

I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

We finished at 5p.m. Boy dont we have many dead relatives. If it was up to me I wouldn't go to anyone of them. More than half of them I have no clue who there were but I guess Dad is just doing his part to teach us about his family side. I think I would do the same if I had a kid of my own too. Well dats a thought.