it feels like only yesterday, i talked about going on Qing Ming for 2 straight weeks. How time flies. How fast we age. How fast we change. At Batu Gantong today, that place felt like some big function going on. There were so many people that I thought we going to some fun fair. But though some crowd there were having some nice gathering with smiles on their faces, when seeing relatives who they normally only see during Chinese New Year, I saw another family with facial expression that ain’t that cheerful as others.
I ask a lady, started piling up the gold papers to burn. After she was done, someone passed her one big plastic bag, filled with children clothes. One after another, she was putting them on the gold papers to burn together. They looked like 6 to 8 year old clothes. After that, a box of toys.
I surely cannot imagine how the lady was feeling at that moment. But I sure feel it was a sad picture right there at the moment. But, when I walked pass the fire burning of the clothes and toys, I thought to myself, “crap, I am smelling burning plastic” 
Posted on April 3, 2011
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