RedAsh's Blog

Its been a day where I am brought closer to my house. I still have another 13 days to truely familiarise with this house I been living in for the past 7 years. Its been so long since I have hands on with house chore, the last was to moving in from my 2nd Gugu at Serangoon, and the previous was with my late mum at Yishun.

Somehow, the day starts off rather ablatantly and everything, seems to be in total mess. A chaotic state where I dun even know where to start off. Other than the usual preparing father for his day away at his "still-making-a-loss" workshop, I was literately imprisoned in this flat, with the computer being the only gateway out of this confinement.

THAT is the thinking I had before my mind is clear. After a warm breakfast and a thorough wash up, a simple scan across the house and I realised that there are untold stuffs to be done and awaiting for me to initiate. Stuffs that I, and many others, would lazily cast aside for "another day" usually.

But NOT today, for this is the reality. For me this is a pre-testiment of the possible life style I will be leading in the future. I spent the whole afternoon doing the housechores. Sweeping the floor.

WHAT A HASSLE. That my first thinking and I have only taken an eye on the broom, and the next thing that appears in my mind is to return to my bed for a nap. Funnily, I quickly discard that idea and quickly proceed to pick up the broom. Somehow I feel fine with the broom in my hand than in my mind.

A simple sweep up and I mindlessly proceed to tidy up my desk and my books. In a flash, I had done many things that I thought would have taken several more hours to complete. Then I scout around the kitchen and spot some seafood, prawns and fish, in the fridge. Just the perfect dinner.

I thaw the prawns and remove the head, intestines and the shell and wash it before arranging them nicely on a clean plate and return them to the fridge. Ready for steaming. For the fish, I had some other plans for it.

When dad returned home, I steam the prawns, and meanwhile, I ask dad to prepare the fish - he always claims what a great cook he is when he is younger. I feign ignorance despite I had pick up the necessity from observing my late mum - She is indeed a fantastic cook.

He did something unique, he placed those ginger slices on the underneath of the fish instead of on top of it. While on the top, he slot ginger slices into the cutted groove of the fish, and apply a layer of soya sauce and some pepper. It turned out nicely. The fish tastes great.

A surprise visitor arrived today, (or more accurately, tonight) is Grandma (mum's mother). She heard from my cousin that our maid had left and our life are in a mess, and therefore she turned up with some cooking in fear that we may be having only bread and biscuits for dinner. This is why I respect her alot, despite her old age, she is still aware and MORE importantly, WILLING to care through actions. The same reason why I worship my late mother.

Without a doubt, she was pleasantly surprised that I was able to whip up some decent dishes. After I had cleaned up the kitchen, we went to the nearby neightbourhood "fitness corner", which is some sort of gym factilites.

In the mid of night, it is intriguting for us to do the exercises together, talk about lifes, the past, present and tomorrow. The feeling is unique and special. This, which I tried and have been hoping to do with Karen, but failed, for she always has her mind on other things.

Somewhere in me, I hope that you are still with us Mum, then we can do this once in a while. It would be a beautiful thing in life to do things together with your treasured ones. Mum, although you are always in my heart, I hope to create and retain more fond memories with you.