It was a rare gathering of sorts. With my high school friends and college mates. Things change as time flies by. Each of us are now heading towards different directions in life, separated by career path and choices made. The spirit of unison in Chinese New Year brought us all together. Sitting on the same table, under the gleaming sky, as we updated each other on our respective lives.
That’s what new year’s all about. Bringing family & friends together. As everyone now brave the city exodus & traffic standstill, virtually turning all major highways in the country into a parking lot, with just a single aim in mind: to make it back home in time for the reunion dinner. To savage back memories that are long lost. To find our way back home, to where we belong. It’s perfectly true that there’s no place like home. Not a fancy bungalow, not a table full of scrumptious dishes will replace the warmth of being in companion of family & friends. A place is as only good as the people make it to be.
Now the difference between Christmas, New Year and Chinese New Year is that no one writes about making new year’s resolutions or ponders the meaning of life and etc because Chinese New Year is all about family reunion, eating, drinking and gambling. This festival always bring to mind the movie; Four weddings and a funeral (so, excuse me) because it might be true, alot of times we only see some relatives either during weddings or funerals, and Chinese New Year.
“It is all your memories, the joyful ones and the heartbreak ones, that make up who you are as a person.”
Happy Chinese New Year and Gong Xi Fatt Chai!
