Qingming. Put my ed psych essay on hold at 860 words to head off to LCK to visit my maternal grandparents. I brought my camera along, and when you are behind the lens, it kinda feels as if you are outside of everything, a journalist there to document the event ( well its an event of sorts, a family event.) The talk began, or rather after all the usual comments about inflation in the underworld, and how the tree roots are destroying all the graves; was about condos and how my Grandma still has her bungalow, what's with the government starting to exhume all the graves and relocating them to columbariums and then my uncle Mark( my mother's cousin who stayed with the family as a child) started to reminisce about my Grandma's cooking, how he loved her Promfret dish, how the the smell would waft from the kitchen around the house, and then for a little while, everyone was a little quiet, caught up in their old memories I guess.

And then it was time to burn the offerings, and I suggested that we dispense with the burning, citing concerns about releasing more Co2 into the atmosphere, but I was never gonna convince them. There were other thoughts that ran through my mind, complicated fears that I don't feel like putting down here, well I guess I might as well, I imagined myself in their shoes, and no I don't wanna say anything more about that, its too scary a thought.

After cleaning up my grandmother's grave, we head off to the Christian cemetery to visit my grandfather, and it was a chuckle when I heard from my uncle Robert why my grandfather became a christian on his deathbed. He wanted to save money for my mum and her siblings, since a christian funeral is generally cheaper especially the christian cemetary's burial rates. :)