Ah, indeed it is morning. Once when I was a kid, I woke up from my sleep and I looked around, it was pretty dark. I asked myself, is it morning or night now? I looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was 7 something. Hmm..that could be either 7am or 7pm.
Then I heard people talking and laughing downstairs. (Oh, this happened when we were still at the old house) I headed downstairs and I saw my Mak Lang, my Pak Long as well if my memory serves me right, and my cousins. Then I asked them, ni pagi ke malam. They all laughed. I was getting more confused. Why the heck are they laughing? After a while I was convinced that it was morning. They said no, dah malam dah. And it was getting darker too. I wasn't happy with their explanation. Then I saw a friend of mine was cycling outside. I used that as a 'new evidence' that it was indeed morning. They laughed some more.
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That happened years ago, and I don't know how suddenly I remembered that. Kinda surprised sometimes that the things that we thought we wouldn't forget, we ended up forgetting bits here and there if not all.
Scary. What if all those good times you had with your family and friends just got buried deeper and deeper, as there are many more things happening in your life at the moment. Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do if I forgot some important events in my life when I was little. I try hard to recall back what had happened since my first memory.
First memory..what could it be... I think it must be the time I was being cradled in sleep at my kampung Penang. I remember it was bright as I could see the sun setting down. Well, surely at the time I didn't know that the sun was setting down. Only as I grow up I learned that. Anyway, yeah, in the cradle, I saw rays of sunlight went through the door as kids were playing happily at the time. Damn those kids must be my older cousins back when they were super naughty kids and it must be them that woke me up. =P
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