Old Photos – Part 3


Before we proceed with this week’s short post, there are 3 things I wanted to say aloud.

First is Waytha, after the hunger strike stunt that he pulled before the elections and got his MOU with Najib had now resigned – he rightfully deserved it, if you ask me. The way to go is to stop fighting for rights and benefits based on racial lines and do so more on poverty lines so that all races in this country will fairly benefit from it. For that Pakatan’s proposition makes it more favorable and Waytha should have stick to Pakatan and work out the issues from there. We cannot afford to go and go on racial basis on a multi racial country. It however does not change the fact that the Government still need a major overhaul. After all, if the Home Minister can come out and can casually sweeps a threat to slap a Member of the Parliament under the carpet, that says a lot on the present state of the country.

Second is Happy Valentine’s Day. My cousins got busy with their yearly ritual during this time of the year – selling roses near their house (profit margin seems reasonable) and as was last year, the business had been very good. In respect of the occasion, please check out the YouTube video below. The song (from award winning 2010 Tamil movie Angadi Theru) correctly represents on how we look at our better half although we may not say it aloud (sometimes tough men are indeed soft inside).

Third is that I am happy that Sony have finally rolling out Android 4.3 to Sony Xperia SP smartphone. Perhaps a Valentine’s gift? It has been a “long wait” (ha ha, if I had read well on the various comments in Xperia forums) although the existing Android 4.1.2 still worked wonders for me and it was way better than my older Symbian powered N8 in most areas but a firmware update is always welcomed with open arms. I got my phone “upgraded” this morning and so far the first impression of the update – the graphics seems somehow smoother.

Let’s proceed with this week’s post.

Last week, I had an unexpected phone call.

It was from my distant elder cousin who I rarely see these days. He called me and asked if I had Whatsapp. Feeling confused, I slowly said I had the apps (who doesn’t uh?) but clarified that I was not “online” at the moment (I switch on the mobile data only when it is necessary – to check Facebook status, emails or fact finding in Wikipedia). He said he found an old photo of my dad with his siblings and he will send it via Whatsapp. I switched my mobile data on and waited for the photo but nothing happened. But the next day, I got 2 photos sent via Whatsapp. One was a studio photo of my cousin’s mom & dad, taken when they just got married.

old photos1

Another which interest me more was a photo of my dad with his brothers and his father (my grandfather) who looked much younger. I had a photo of my grandfather when he was rather old but not any photos when he was younger. I did not realise that my grandfather from my father’s side had the same flair and style as my grandfather from my mother’s side. I showed the photo to my dad and he could not remember much on the photo other than that it was taken when he was about 14 years old (which meant it was taken in the 1950s). He however pointed out his footwear back then and that was pretty standard (the necktie was borrowed from the studio).

My dad was not sure of the occasion when the photo was taken but it was a rare photo indeed. There is no photo of my dad when he was younger and none had never surfaced in the last 30 years or so. This promptly copied to my old photos collection that I have setup recently (now I have about 30 black & white photos and that collection is growing). My target is to collect as many old photos as possible, before it goes missing, tag them with detailed narration and finally publish them in a dedicated website so that all family members (near & far) would have access to these rare photos.

P.s. Take a look at Part 1 & Part 2 here and here

And now a special video for Valentine:-

Have a good weekend ahead…

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A Valentine Post


Happy belated Valentine’s Day.

Frankly speaking, I don’t send roses on Valentine for 2 main reasons and it has nothing to do with PAS Youth’s call to boycott Valentine’s Day. 2 reasons – 1. Expression of love should not confined to one particular day of the year and 2. Price of roses on Valentine’s Day is insanely expensive (unless you have your own rose garden).

My wife does not really complain about it although I am sure she would love to get a large pack of roses on the 14th of February. Personally instead of roses, I rather take her for a good dinner and so it has been so for many years now. This year however was different – me and my wife got a surprise last night.

The “big boss” was waiting for me at the car porch as I came back home from work. Even before I took out my socks, he was already pestering me to go to the bedroom but I held him off for a second to put my things down. He usually do the same when he had done some artwork and want our “endorsement”. Either that or he usually wants to get my phone to play games.

We then walked up towards the room when he asked us to stop and close our eyes – he had “something” to show us. He led us inside and asked us to open our eyes – we saw in front of us – a rose with a short note for each of us (the misspelled Valentine was immaterial). Admittedly, it almost brought tears to my eyes especially I had read the notes but I withheld it and tried to act normal – I need to be confident in front of the “big boss” (I was not sure if it was the same for my wife).

My son then hugged the two of us and walked back down to watch cartoon – it was business as usual to him. We were impressed but at the same time, wondered where he got the roses (he had one red rose for each of us and then a pink one for himself). We knew that roses on a Valentine’s Day was not cheap but here he had 3 of them. We called him and asked him how he managed to buy the roses. Apparently he had some help from his aunts who had organized a stall selling roses for Valentine’s Day. He asked about Valentine’s Day, put his “request for roses” up early to ensure he gets it on time and he got them for a very cheap price on credit (I think so). We were indeed impressed with his networking skills, creativity and at the same innocence at this stage.

Seeing his Valentine’s notes and talking about expressions of love, it kind of reminded me of a photo shot that I took of my young niece and her dad over the weekend.

We had just came back from a trip up north and as we had decided to go in one car, we went over to my brother in law’s house to drop him, his wife and his baby daughter, But before we go to his house, my brother-in-law suggested that we head over for a cup of coffee. After all, it has been a tiring journey and a strong cup of hot coffee would do wonders to a weary body.

We headed to Coffee Bean and ordered our drinks – my brother-in-law was staring at his baby daughter and playing with her. She was looking back at her Daddy and seemed to be wanting to say something. But then again, she need not say anything – her eyes said it all and I was lucky to catch that moment. I am sure both of them will cherish this moment for the rest of the lives and it was not even Valentine’s Day.

This surely will be one of the Valentine’s Day to be remembered.

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