Breakfast With Grandpa
20 years ago, my grand dad drives me to small cafe close to our home town for breakfast. Yesterday, I drove him. I guess time has changed 
As usual, he’d spread that ‘Berita Harian’ wide open, slowly sipping his thick black coffee. I asked for the comic section. Somethings, never change 
After he’s done scanning all the headlines, he folded the news paper neatly and tucked it under my car key. He asked,”what do you want to be?” “Huh?” I replied. He rephrased,”when are you getting married?” 
The killer question again. But I guess this time is different, he looks more serious than ever. “I told you, I want to marry a doctor“, I replied. He glared and sipped that coffee before he starts his lecture 
“You see Win, it doesn’t matter to whom you want to be married to. As long as she’ll be a good mother“, his opening speech nudged my head 
“It’s more than a lifetime worth of companionship. If you die early, then she’d be alone. Do you think she can handle it? Raising kids on her own would be tough.” he added 
*gulp* *yikes*
I don’t recall grandpa giving thought provoking tutorials like these before. I think he’s just upset with grandma being in the hospital. A good grand son like myself, nodded in agreement, although it contradicts some of my beliefs
ps: I’ll definitely have breakfast with grandpa again (while he’s still in KL)
pss: Next time I’ll deviate to political topics. Let’s see who can shut who up
psss: Grand pa, by all means, it doesn’t matter how long one lived, it’s what you do with that life.
well eddie saya sungguh curious nak tau.. hehe. 
NH is my wicked mind and my alter ego. I shall refrain from being corrected no matter what the circumstances are. 
June 12, 2008 at 3:20 pm
yeah lucky me. ade kawan nak tgk wrestling sesame
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