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Expect nothing & appreciate everything

Allow me to begin today's post by wishing all the Indians a HAPPY DEEPAVALI!  😊

I sometimes forget I'm half-Indian because my mom is so modern and we aren't very traditional but days like this I'm very pleasantly reminded of my mixed heritage and how I'm very much loved by my Indian family.

Today began slightly different since we already went to the temple on Saturday. Instead, we headed straight to my grandma's place!

Taxi selfie first 😊

We had a lot of Indian food to eat. 😋 Now that I think about it, I've no idea why there aren't any photos of the food. What a waste, but it was truly enjoyable nonetheless! Indian food is turning into my weakness. I overeat so easily when it comes to Indian food. 😌

My grandma cooked everything. I had nasi briyani, chicken curry, lamb curry, stir-fried brinjal and prawn sambal! Gosh, lunch was so good even though every one agrees my grandma used to cook better. Still, absolutely enjoyed my lunch!

Can't remember if these were taken before or after lunch but we got together to take some photos!

My grandpa with all most of his grandchildren

He's always so fascinated with my camera's flip-screen

Part of the cousins

My mom & uncle

My teeter & I

Very proud of my Uncle for cutting down on his smoking habit as he recovers from a stroke and a series of other health-related problems

My grandparents and 2/4 of their children

Thing is, we're always so obsessed with and focused on our own lives even if it's at the expense of our family that we forget to say thank you until God unexpectedly robs us of a loved one. That's probably why I'm really happy to see the family come together, no matter how unfrequent it is.

I feel seeing each other will remind us of the hurtful things we've said/done in a bid to make ourselves feel better but at the same time, remind us of the times we loved and healed together. At the end of the day, I want us to remember what family means.

We may fight and scream at each other. We may blame each other of the way life did not turn out to be. But I hope we move away from focusing on what we don't have, and enjoy what we have instead.

After lunch, it began to rain so we just sat around and talked. 😊

As the rain subsided, we made our way to the bus stop and headed to my grandaunt's place!

It was more eating at my grandaunt's place. She had prawn sambal, tauhu & tempeh sambal, fish curry, chicken curry, mutton rendang, mutton curry, bergedil and briyani.

Oh! And we also snacked a lot. Chocolate cookies, kueh rose, muruku, kueh makmur, kukus mudah and so much more!

Basically a table filled with goodies!

After eating, we just gathered to take photos again. Only this time we honour the appearance of my Chindian cousins, Sonya and Sohan!

Sohan was very fascinated by/with my bangles

And he played well today!

Playing some more

Cheeky Sonya is cheeky

Now fascinated by/with my camera's flip-screen

So the kids just had to

With my grandaunt who treats me no less than her own child

There's something about sitting together for hours doing nothing but talking about everything that makes me feel so appreciative of time spent together. ☺️ I pray for more days like this, honestly.

I wish my aunts weren't living away from the country so that we can remain close by even if we don't talk every day. Sigh, but I'm still very grateful for a day well spent getting to know the people I love better.


Finally, thank you to the closest of my kins. I love y'all more than I could ever say and I hope we will always remain together. 🙆

How can I ever thank y'all enough? ☺️

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