Cheng Beng

Feels like blogging now. It's once in a blue moon.

Yep i went back home for Cheng Beng last Sunday. Not in Kampar, but in Temoh. My paternal grandpa&ma were buried there. 

In fact i like Cheng Beng, its just once a year and all family members gather together. I don't know since when it started that every members of our family must back no matter u are young or old. once u can walk den u must go. 

I remembered last time just few people going. me, mum, dad, uncle n aunts only. Since i am 3 i went for cheng beng every year and never missed once except Form 5 that time. I went for St. John NCO meeting/exam or whatever i forget. 

it's a very meaningful family event for me. all of us like gotong royong to burn silver paper for our ancestors. its a filial piety thingy. this remind me of the poem, Monsoon History by Shirley Geok-lin Lim.


there are many stories behind why everyone need to be back on Cheng Beng.
some just want to pretend they are 'taat' 
some just want to make sure they become rich
but for me, i just go for family gathering and respect the death.
& important is, eat those thing prepared for the ancestors. hahahaha weird? but my family dont find it weird :P


i think here is it. no photo because i think it is not right to take any photos? too 'mei sun' only. hahaha


but believe it or not depend on urself. i have met several times of 'weird' stories so i think its depend on ourself actually.


time for 3D.