nostalgia
I was blogsurfing a few days ago and came across this picture which made me quite sad:
I know. It's just a picture of some tang yuen but it made me think of the days I used to spend in Taiping. Taiping is a small town in the state of Perak in Malaysia. It has fewer than 200,000 people and is pretty backward looking - well, at least it was backward looking when I last saw it. It has got to be about 12 years now since I've been back. Things should have changed by now
Taiping is my mom's hometown. She was born and bred there before she descended in Singapore. My siblings, cousins and I used to spend about a week there almost every year during the school hols. I miss everything about it. I miss the old house we fondly referred to as 'Green House' ('cos the house was green duh, and the address was 'green house area'). I miss the frequent rides I got at the back of the motorcycle from my cousins. I miss the times when we would play outside and sit on the swing and our cousins would push us. Heck, now I push my cousins' kids on the swing when they come to visit (I feel old). I miss the smell of black coffee when I woke up in green house. The family would gather in the main dining area for breakfast and there would be a variety of things for us to pick and choose from (like colourful Malay kueh, carrot cake, lor mai kai...ok now I'm all excited), thanks to our uncle/cousins who would go out and buy breakfast early in the morning. I miss the times we as kids just sat around, played and talked shit and no one gave a damn about anything. Life was carefree. That's what I miss about childhood.The reason for the tang yuen picture is because it reminded me of the times we used to make tang yuen from scratch in Green House. I used to have fun as a kid rolling the balls and playing a fool and sprinkling flour everywhere on the floor as I went. It's all gone now. Even the house is overgrown and weed/pest infested. Only fond memories remain.
Yinny was Joshing around @ 4:10 PM