[LJ2ME] Showers of Blessing
For some inexplicable reason perhaps better attributed to the powers-to-be from the heavens above, it has always rained on Good Friday without fail. This I've noticed over the past few years and I would like to add for the record that the same happens on 清明节.
Joined Dad and Aunts on my day off today to make the rounds of the temple on Moulmein Road and the columbarium at Mount Vernon to pay NUS respects to my grandparents and uncle. At the latter now and like the last time, just when we were burning the offerings, it started to pour down. Quickly, umbrellas came out as hands set to work to rake the heap of paper in a bid to help oxygen do its work before it became a total washout as it looked set to be.
Then on reflection, I thought perhaps its a warning sign from above. You see, for all my filial piety and familial duty, I couldn't help myself but steal glances across the embankment and road into the gated and guarded compound of the Gurkha Complex.
No mass exercise today, so the few men in tight white tees and fitted black shorts and strangely fisherman boots walking around the grounds quickly disappeared indoors when the rain started and intermittently let loose with a deluge then let up to a weak drizzle. Sorry to disappoint, but no wet T-shirt competition ongoing.
I'm leaving this at that, but let's wait and see what happens on 10 April...
Joined Dad and Aunts on my day off today to make the rounds of the temple on Moulmein Road and the columbarium at Mount Vernon to pay NUS respects to my grandparents and uncle. At the latter now and like the last time, just when we were burning the offerings, it started to pour down. Quickly, umbrellas came out as hands set to work to rake the heap of paper in a bid to help oxygen do its work before it became a total washout as it looked set to be.
Then on reflection, I thought perhaps its a warning sign from above. You see, for all my filial piety and familial duty, I couldn't help myself but steal glances across the embankment and road into the gated and guarded compound of the Gurkha Complex.
No mass exercise today, so the few men in tight white tees and fitted black shorts and strangely fisherman boots walking around the grounds quickly disappeared indoors when the rain started and intermittently let loose with a deluge then let up to a weak drizzle. Sorry to disappoint, but no wet T-shirt competition ongoing.
I'm leaving this at that, but let's wait and see what happens on 10 April...