The setting is my family home. It is located in a small city which, when it's a night time, looks abandonded and silent. So silent and abandoned that when you leave the window open you can actually hear the metal clinging of the road sign which is uphill 350 metres set over the pedestrian walk. There are traffic lights everywhere, dim...
It's a little bit humid past midnight, I am getting back after a long bus journey home.
Walking downstairs downhill, looking at the clear night sky.
I open the gate, enter the front yard. Looking around for familiar shapes of the tress I have planted back in 1992 and 1993, now stunning tall...
Opening the door, the house is empty, somehow I feel that everybody passed away, I juts feel their presence. What a strange feeling...feeling the presence of voices, energies of those people but actually it feels like they are all gone...
I just sit in the kitchen, sipping the tea...
what is the importance of our relatives? Making it more invaluable by our recollections, memories, deep insight of understanding our link with them - part of our spiral experience, just one step away to grab the essence of being here...after all we are all alone, at least we are set here to learn how to deal with that...at some point...some time...
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