Thursday, May 19, 2005 @ 11:10 pm
Ugin's grandma passed away this evening, at the age of 91.
We were dining at Sushi Tei when Ugin received a call from his brother to tell him that Por Por had passed away and his mum wans him back home.
both of us were rather shocked because jus yesterday Ugin had visited Por Por after work and he told me she was getting better as her body became swollen a few days ago due to organ failure and water retention. I seriously tot she was really getting well, but i think this could probably what they usually said εε θΏη § ba. Normally when a person is about to pass away, he or she would suddenly become more alert than usual and shortly after, he or she will pass away. Probably that's God's way of letting the deceased say goodbye to their loved ones ba.
We were not particularly upset but I was rather emotionally stirred. Ugin had been telling me about his granny and said that some day we can go and visit her at her house. But i never did visited her until tonight.
Ugin told me Por Por was one of those few women in her days who received education. She knew how to read and write in english, she plays mahjong regularly when she was much healthier. From these, i can tell she's really a strong woman and those few independent woman kind.
Our hearts were skipping a beat when we were in the lift to the her flat. The gates were wide open and it was brightly lit. His uncle and family were there already. Ugin's mum was red in the face from crying but he said his mum was rather prepared for this day. The maid was also red-eyed, guess she has also developed feelings for her when she was taking care of her daily needs. There were policemen around, taking down statements. We went in to take a last look of Por Por. She layed their peacefully but her mouth was open, as if trying to tell something. I held back my tears as I looked at her. Por Por has gone home to be with God and i know she's comforted in God's care.
People from S'pore Casket came to take Por Por away. They used those canvas sheet with wooden poles to lay Por Por on it and put a white cloth over her. I was abit angry when i saw them moving Por Por around to get her in a better 'position' to carry. Din like that they were rather chor lor with her. As i saw the men carried her out from her room, I cried. Couldn't control my tears and it jus fell. When she was living, she has both legs on the ground. Now she has her legs lying flat and being carried out of the house. It's too overwhelming.
I still felt a tinge of sadness because I had so much wanted to visit Por Por to get to know such an independent woman like her. My own grannies died even before i was born so i really duno how it feels to be living with one. I wished I had knew Por Por earlier and maybe I would be able to get to know her better....
To Por Por: Although you don't know me, I hope you'll be happy in Heaven with God. May you rest in peace.