Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Remembrance Day:Love Story

Last sunday, I'd visited many loved ones graves, paying respect. There are always 3 stops for me, 1st my paternal ancestors, next my maternal side, then lastly but most importantly...his urn compartment inside an air-cond dragon body building(coincidently, he is a Dragon by chinese astrology). Everyone in my family knew where i will be if they couldn't find me during grandpa visit, while they waiting for everything to be burned-up. Here I am, in the same spot every year, looking at his picture, trying to remember the feeling I'd felt before, remembering how I'd love him and how I'd never regret having him as a chapter in my life, the 1st chapter although its a tragic one.




All my boyfriends after him had already heard of his story for he is the epitome of my past, someone who shape my life or influenced it deeply. But non had actually heard our love story in details, for our story is too sacred  for me to tell someone face to face. But I guess, only one person knew the approximate storyline...for she is my best friend throughout that period and she always objected me being with him, whom even trying hard to not letting me know the news that he'd passed away while i am still studying at oversea. He died weeks before Princess Diana crash. Here are our story, divided into few parts:


PART 1:
Our story started when i was in between end of standard 6 (12y/o) and Form 1 (secondary school). That time, I was very close with a childhood girlfriend whom are also my neighbour and her group of pals from another school. Well, I was from girls school! I normally join them for morning hiking to nearby hills using bicycle. I got a cool red racing bikes (its a bicycle actually haha) from my grandpa for my good exam result as gift :) There are 1 really cute guy among them, whom everyone in the group knew he got crush on me, but he never confess or anything...so i just pretend  knew nuthing. My friend told me the other guys in the group also likes me but since he is the most good looking guy in the group (well kinda being chase by many gals in their school) so they kinda know their place, but they do treat me good.


One day, after spending whole day at granny house, my family is getting ready to board mum's car outside granny home. Of course, as kid..well my sis&bro are...so kinda fool around nearby the car a while, laughing and playing. Just before I hop in, my eyes caught someone leaning against a big tree in front of granny home, bicycle next to him, face down with a smile on his face. I couldn't see him clearly (well I was far-sighted then) but I m sure he wasn't anyone I knew. So, thinking must be a weirdo, i didn't think much n was in the car in no time.

Not too long after this incident, I heard from my friend that the guys from our group are being warned by undergroud (black) society to stay away from me. From me? Society? Sound like Hongki gangster movie, to me it's so impossible. I heard from my mum that there are truly undergroup society....for my dad got slashed on the back due to some misunderstanding at a diner, but of course i did not tell her about my friend being warned. My parent doesn't like me going outta the house, so letting them know about warning and society wouldn't be a smart move. So, ever since then, I  only go out with my galpal, every sat to watch movie at cinema, chatted for hours and shopping around. Its also during this time, I was told the instruction came from someone name CKC, one among 3 head appointed by mafia to take charge of the school group and also a playboy. Well, I truly dunno what they do, or what that means. I only gradually found out the extend of his power later on. So, this is just a name I heard, a repulsive name for the things he did, basically an asshole right. Someone I'd never met, until I got a call from him. He calls often, and sometimes we chatted for hours, and only then I knew, the one leaning on the tree and CKC, is the same person, because he stay just a few doors away from my grandma house. The weird is, his parent and my grandparent are very close, and he knew about my family problem through his mom...my dad's infidelity, and all. He is like someone who knew my stuff like my best friend, yet i never ever tell him anything. If you are telling me, this is just another rotten insensitive underground society trash, his action proves otherwise. Or maybe, he is living up to his reputaion of being a playboy. How would you broke a gal heart if you did not captured it first? Well, i am not so sure what they means by playboy, but from my info at that age, playboy means he is someone who literally made fun of gals and their feeling, after made them fall in love with you, then dump her, without ever being serious.         
    

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