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Dismembered

So here we stand, at the aftermath of what was the Chinese New Year. Though alien to most westerners, Chinese New Year’s is nothing more than an Eastern Thanksgiving - a time for family reunions, the trading of war stories and lots of food.

Barely a week later I return to read blogs from Singapore and instead of finding a small slice of home I can take with me in my heart, I find the words of malcontents. I’ve grown so much more appreciative of family over the years, regretting the many stories and experiences that fade away every time an elderly family member passes on. Now, many miles away, the pang grows exceedingly strong and I await the day I return home to the people whom I hardly know. Maybe this time I’ll redeem the time.

To read the gripes and complaints stabs at my heart. As Areya correctly pointed out, my generation has truly grown self-centered, oblivious to the wisdom of the many generations before us and forsaking what has always been important through the ages. We complain about how tiring and troublesome it is to visit relatives that we haven’t seen in a while. Some go as far as calling the whole tradition hypocritical.

It is one thing to mull over the hassle involved, and yet another to doubt the good intentions behind the efforts already put in. It is true that Singapore’s lifestyle ill affords activities that take away our time for rest, but family - in all its mishapen glory - is important and efforts to maintain it essential.

Grow up, for these are more important things than yourselves.