Day 11

To a deceased person I wish I could talk to.
To my grandfather whom I barely knew,

According to dad (and your tombstone) you died somewhere in the late 90's or the early 00's (can't really remember actually, sorry). Passing away is a term some people use for the deceased, which they claim is paying respect to the deceased, but I think it's so console yourself. You too agree that you've died right? But wherever you are now. I hope you're getting on well. Are there other spirits with you like they show on TV, or is that just the media's and the world's perspective on death and heaven and hell?

Well, I've never exactly met you as we stay far apart from each other, and we only visit like once a year when you were still around, I don't really know if you remembered my name. But then, I must've been, what, five or six then? Ages ago. But, from dad's stories I know you were a hard-willed man who worked hard with sweat, blood and tears to raise that enormous family you had. Well yeah, maybe I'll dig out more about my ancestry from my parents. To know your origins is also a part of self-discovery (right? I don't know, I'm just an innocent 16-year-old boy).

Here's to you, Gong2. Cheers!

B.