Monday, 12 December 2016

When old is sadly old.

I saw you standing in the garden.

Yes. I was looking at the knee length uncut grass and weed.

There are tears in your eyes. Were you crying?

I don't cry. It's just exasperated tears which escaped from the lids.

I know. Crying is a wasted effort. But you were sad, I can see that.

Yes. Look around us. Everything is falling apart. The once neatly cut grass is overgrown. I had to wade through that after parking the car. Look at the garden. Once it was filled with lots of vegetables and fruits. We used to harvest okra, brinjal, guava, ciku and mata kucing.

Hmmm. Now everything is drying up. I also noticed the broken water tanks and taps around the house. No one is repairing things here now?

Look at how haggard and sickly he looks now. His organs are slowly failing. His cough is getting bad to worse. Everything was created by him. Everything was maintained by him. Now... Things are falling apart just like him.

It's like he's nearing the end of his days.

Isn't that the natural process of evolution. We shouldn't fear death. It's sad though. To see how life passes us by. My father is a master of all trades. He is the one who made everything here, he created  all of us, to what we are today! It's heartbreaking to see all these deterioration.

Perhaps he's realizing it. Your mom looks tired too.

She's not getting any younger either.  And she's still working. All the house chores. Still trying to look after us. Give us the best. I wish...

You wish?

I wish i could leave everything and come here for good. Take over the house, look after them.

Can that be done?  Doesn't the company need you the most now? And the home you're running...

I'm thinking aloud. I don't want to regret anything later. There must be solutions. Shouldn't we look after our parents who gave us all that we needed? They gave the best. Sacrificing themselves for all of us. Maybe its time we sacrificed too.

Perhaps we should.  This is something to think about.


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