i called my dad in China yesterday. He told me that he no longer wants to come to Australia. After 15 years being away from him, he is now had a family of his own, he is now no longer responsible for me, but responsible for someone else.

I can’t stand that thought, the thought of him belonging to someone else, being loved and cared by someone else. But in the end what did we do for him in the past 15 years? What did we provide to him that gives him reasons to linger on? It’s time to move on, just as it is time for him to have his own story complete, but without me or my mum in the picture.

Every decision we make has consequences, every action we take has its rewards and costs, the sacrifice mum and dad had to make 15 years ago resulted in me having a completely different life in a different country, but they both paid dearly for it.

In the end everybody has to be happy somehow.

~paul

been catching with friends lately. friends from university days, from previous work places and it seems everyone is getting busier. the typical greeting is “how you going, busy?” it seems that the modern day greeting now starts with a question that a rather quick prediction of the answer.

i am looking for a PDA at the moment. it seems that my life is getting so busy that i must have add yet another gadet in the growing arsenal of bells and whistles. it seems that i merely replaced pen with stylus and paper with LCD screens. I can not remember the last time i actually used my pen to write a full sentence on a piece of paper, or felt the pleasure to cross out a word with liquid paper.

such as life until next time

The traditional Easter weekend is an important event for most Christians around the world. And for most of the non-believers it is just another long weekend to reconnect with families and friends yet again and an excuse to eat, drink to excesses.

We got Invited to Ahmet’s bbq, unfortunately Phyllis had to work so it’s just me there. There is no better way to understand a man than to go to his home and see where he is most comfortable. To see where he puts up his feet and has a cuppa, or set up a proper bbq with coals and meat on skewers.

~pali