(The Chennai International Airport’s departure area – brightly lighted and well furnished but the crowd can still give you a headache. Sorry, no photos of the secured areas – the officers looked too menacing and strict)
I kind of have forgotten to do the conclusion for this post, so here is it…
One call was during lunch time informing me that he had cooked something at home and asked whether I had time to drop by the house for lunch. Given the traffic situation, it was an impossible mission to achieve.
Another was late at night when I was still in the office, asking me to drop by his workplace to pick up something. My dad, these days, works as a night shift security guard to pass his free time (he got so bored sitting in the house) and earn some cash (a far cry from those days when he was young and was driving a 10 tires truck)
Seriously, what a man will do when lying down in a hotel room next to a beautiful beach? Let me rephrase that – what a family man will do when lying down in a 1 star hotel room next to an overcrowded beach?
Although the urge to hit the beach and dive into the water was strong but having too much sun and too many people on the beach somewhat discouraged me (it came to a point where there was no good place to stand on the beach).… [Click to read the rest] “Pangkor Break Part 3”
I am silently training up my son to be the next photographer in the family. He already knows how to pose for the camera – just need him to teach other to pose as well. Just need to wait a couple more years before he gets his own camera.
That was the statement heard several time from the backseat of my car after I had fetched my wife and my son from the hospital.
My son was discharged in the afternoon but I could only fetch them late in the evening. As I was waiting for them at the front of the emergency ward, I was indeed felt anxious to see my son in good health.… [Click to read the rest] ““I’m Back Home””