everything seems to change by then....
last week,
my family plan to go back kl as usual
to visit my grandma and relatives there...
will b an enjoyable trip everytime we get back there.
i would always get to see my popo,
with her very happy face whenever she see us back,
but since last week,
everything changed,
the purpose of going back to kl is to attend my popo's funeral...
what a shocking news was that,
1st time step into my uncle's house with grief,
saw my popo's coffin,
my mum started to burst into tears,
me as well too,
haiz....
this is the meaning of life
humans born , grow and die..
we cant stop what is planned by god,
and i learned how to accept everything that has occured.
so from now on,
i cant get to eat my popo's cook food
she is well known for her good cooking,
she loves us every much
whenever we visit her,
she will never resist to cook for us although she is quite old to cook,
and the many things that she had done for me when i was just a little girl,
i will always remember the deed she has done for me...
whenever,wherever and forever......
RIP popo....
