A recent turn of events in the family has left me feeling a little nostalgic.
When we were small little girls, my cousins were like an extension of my sisters. We looked forward to seeing each other at our weekly gatherings in Opah’s house, would call each other on Friday to make sure everyone came, planned activities, had sleepovers at each others houses went on holidays together and talked about everything. Yes and we fought like mad also, we had moments but most of all we just loved each other’s company.
We were the crazy Mokhtar girls after all.
Remember when when our mothers had a day out and we were left at Opah’s..we were so bored we sneaked out of the house and walked all the way to Esso to get snacks and fizzy drinks, but Opah caught us afterwards ;-)
When we became teenagers, raging hormones and acne plagued us and we started to develop distinctive personalities, we now had other friends other commitments, boyfriends and a life outside of the family circle. But we still managed to meet on Saturdays at Opah’s place, only the topics discussed and talked about changed.
Remember when we were bored (again) in Kampung and took Tok’s car to Lumut, we ended up taking the ferry to Pangkor, almost missed the last ferry back and got a long lecture afterwards?
Remember the family trip to Kuala Terengganu, when we went to visit Makcik Teh’s family? When all three cars kena saman for speeding ;-) and we spent the day in Pulau Kapas..
Remember when we watched Juon at Pakcik Yon’s place one raya and everyone was afraid to go to the toilet, we sort of squeezed into one car to go back to opah’s house?
There were good times. I miss my cousins. Now that most of us have our own lives, our own little families to care for we don’t really hang out anymore. We just see each other during Raya or family gatherings or with quick updates via facebook.
Like I said I was feeling nostalgic. So congratulations to Medina, our makan dates and weekly gatherings at Opah’s place wont be the same without you!
