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"Gatherings" like this make me think too much, especially about people. So-called relatives we have grown distant from, but are forced to come together obligatorily.

Made me think of the happier times, the times when things were so much easier, where laughter was aplenty and negativity, bitterness, suspicion and complaints were lesser.

The family photo we took that fateful day in 1997 now has 3 members lesser.

It is really the living who has it harder. I hope my beloved aunt and her brothers are having a nice gathering in the other dimension.

There are times I wonder why the men in my family are so childish, so superficial, so immature. I mean those who are in their 40s, 50s. I mean seriously, rolls eyes.

Or the men I encountered this generation are just too spoilt or fail to understand the meaning of graciousness or chivalry simply becos they are used to being spoonfed.