The Fish

Sometimes i just get fed up of myself..........!!! *ouch*!! (*^*%^%#^%&

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Recently, uncle brought a big, live fish for us.... It had been almost 1/2 an hour out of water and it still had life in it... Finally he had to break its neck to kill it................................... ermm.... yea... >.<!

Well.. that's not the point. The point is, it reminded me of those days back during my childhood when he used to bring lots of fresh water fish to our old house... It was a wonderous  sight for me and my cousin.

And it also reminded me of my grandma.... How i wish she was here right now.... She was one person who really wished to see me get married....... In fact, that was the last thing she said to me.... when i last met her alive...

While cooking, when i opened the bottle of tamarind, the smell of it brought back some other nostalgic memories of about 12+ years back....
I used to go to a distant neighbour's house together with my next house neighbour to bring fresh milk home.
And on the way, there was a tamarind tree and most of the time, we used to pick good, unopened tamarind off the ground and have it on the way to and fro.... I still remember the sweet old times i spent with that chechi and her 2 sisters....


Its surprising how a fish can bring so much memories............... =D
So this post is dedicated to the Fish which brought me back to my good old past and, of course, darn tasty it was! =D

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