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Pffffff....My grandma's cremation and Buddhist (or Taoist?) rituals to keep her soul happy and stuff was so complex! Her children had opted for the most simple ritual ' package' which consisted about about a half day burning paper money and symbolic stuff for her life in the next world. A western coffin for her because my Mom, Auntie and Uncle find the Chinese coffins freaky... A few masters of ceremonies chanting, offering food and drinks to the deaths and telling us what to do because we're Europeans without any knowledge of these religious related things.
My first time to see a dead person in real live and I wasn't afraid. Funny thing was that two of these masters of ceremonies where only in their twenties and without their traditonal clothing they just looked like any office clerk with their mobiles and laptops...
Looks weird yeah, ' coz everyone expects only the white bearded old men doing these traditional stuff.
Mom, Auntie and Uncle had to sit next to the coffin doing nothing but just sitting and as I was the only grandchild present it was my task to burn about 20 kilo (!) of that symbolic paper money and stuff for the deaths. No wonder I suffered a sunstroke thanks to burning this symbolic paper stuff in the sunlight, combined with the inhalation of too much incense smoke and heat. Saw a lot of uncles I'd never seen/heard before and this was a sign my grandma was much respeced if the men came to pay the last respects to her.
Between the mourning was apparently enough time to talk about me and it's something relatives and my Mom will keep rubbing it in to me till the end of days. One of the undertakers is my age and a BILLIONAIRE working in his dad's undertaker business starting as a low employee, so no one in the future can call him a lazy rich man's son who've got everything from birth. According to the relatives this guy had an eye on me but I think there was a very simple explanation; I was the youngest person in the company (apart from the earlier mentioned masters of ceremonies) and the second youngest person is 40+...Maybe he just wanted to talk to someone his age for a change. (Haha ok, he's very tall, athletic and good looking but so is my Tommy!)
Talking about rich people, on the 3rd day there was a second part of the Buddhist rituals for my grandma and there where 5 monniks chanting things for my grandma's soul. One of them is also the daughter of another well known billionaire in Hong Kong...You can see she has a very pretty face even when her head is shaved bold. Apparently a materialistic jet set life can't satisfy these rich young generation in Hong Kong.
Hmm, don't really want to know what will happen if my other grandma -the Mater Familias of my dad's side- dies; think she's the type to demand all her children and grandchildren to pay her the last respects and expecting the most elaborated package of rituals. Which can take weeks.
My first time to see a dead person in real live and I wasn't afraid. Funny thing was that two of these masters of ceremonies where only in their twenties and without their traditonal clothing they just looked like any office clerk with their mobiles and laptops...
Looks weird yeah, ' coz everyone expects only the white bearded old men doing these traditional stuff.
Mom, Auntie and Uncle had to sit next to the coffin doing nothing but just sitting and as I was the only grandchild present it was my task to burn about 20 kilo (!) of that symbolic paper money and stuff for the deaths. No wonder I suffered a sunstroke thanks to burning this symbolic paper stuff in the sunlight, combined with the inhalation of too much incense smoke and heat. Saw a lot of uncles I'd never seen/heard before and this was a sign my grandma was much respeced if the men came to pay the last respects to her.
Between the mourning was apparently enough time to talk about me and it's something relatives and my Mom will keep rubbing it in to me till the end of days. One of the undertakers is my age and a BILLIONAIRE working in his dad's undertaker business starting as a low employee, so no one in the future can call him a lazy rich man's son who've got everything from birth. According to the relatives this guy had an eye on me but I think there was a very simple explanation; I was the youngest person in the company (apart from the earlier mentioned masters of ceremonies) and the second youngest person is 40+...Maybe he just wanted to talk to someone his age for a change. (Haha ok, he's very tall, athletic and good looking but so is my Tommy!)
Talking about rich people, on the 3rd day there was a second part of the Buddhist rituals for my grandma and there where 5 monniks chanting things for my grandma's soul. One of them is also the daughter of another well known billionaire in Hong Kong...You can see she has a very pretty face even when her head is shaved bold. Apparently a materialistic jet set life can't satisfy these rich young generation in Hong Kong.
Hmm, don't really want to know what will happen if my other grandma -the Mater Familias of my dad's side- dies; think she's the type to demand all her children and grandchildren to pay her the last respects and expecting the most elaborated package of rituals. Which can take weeks.