my Chinese New Year went normal, minus the Lion 'Dun Dun Cheng' Dance. i really wanted to see the Lion Dance so bad, i already forgot when was the last time i saw it. maybe they don't do the dance here, in Kelantan. Chinese people here are likely to malay people, i mean the way they live, the use of language. if you notice, chinese folk who live in village, some of them are really fluent in Kelantan dialect, which is good to know what they are not just stick to their language.
i still remember, when i was a kid, i used to have chinese friends. they live just a few steps away from my house. his family own a small, grocery shop. like other kid, we just be friend without even know their real name. it comes naturally later. we had this close neighborhood relationship going on back then, even my grandparents were close to theirs.
i still remember, there was a time, on Chinese New Year, his mother invited us to come to their small shop-house. we never been in a chinese house before, so, all sort of things came in mind. at that time, we thought that we were gonna be eating pork. silly. they did understand things we cannot eat, so they served us something instead of pork, which immediately come to our relief.
it's spooky how the time flies when we are having fun. as we all grown-up, he went to further his study, and his nowhere to be found. we hardly meet after that, and i don't remember when was the last time i saw him. me and my cousins, we all headed to different path, so do he. but the memory is still remain, and always be here (sambil tunjuk kat otak).