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Saturday, March 10, 2007
Being There
We were in the bus, heading to some place... through the journey, I was telling him all the things that happen to me recently.. as we reach the place, he was a bit hesistate to go down the bus as my cousin want to stay on the bus.
However, after my grandma and I ask him to come down. He finally make the move. I can see he is pretty sick and hardly can walked. I carried him on my back and start to walked out the bus.
In front of me, I see endless stairs. I do not know where the stairs going to end. All i know is that the end of the stairs is the place where I can ask for help to heal my grandpa.
As I was carrying him on my back, I kept updating him bout all the things that happen recently. He gave me a lot a lot of advise. I dun feel any weight behind my back as i carried him. Maybe he lost weight :)
The stairs... it's so high.. it's even longer than the HK or even the batu caves.
At last, I have reach the peak. I saw people. All knees down praying. At once, I put him own and I start to knee and pray for his health.
Slowly, my tears felt. i can feel the warmness of my tears as it roll to my cheeck.
"Sis" my sis called....
I woke up and realise it was just a dream......
"Did you cried? what happen?" she said as she saw the tears rolling own while i was sleeping......
Grandpa... thanx for being there... i know u are always there :P
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