I'm sure one to talk,
being the
oldest.
But today,
something happened.
It happened fast and unexpectedly.
And it hit me so hard.
I'm going to share this with you all because
I don't want it to happen to anyone else.
Trust me, being caught in all this
sucks.
Big time.
My grandparents are back from America.
They were there visiting my uncle and aunty.
Aunty Raph is the oldest.
Uncle Francis is the youngest.
That leaves my mother
stuck in the middle.
For a long time,
my mother has always been
the less favoured.
My grandfather loves my aunty.
My grandmother babied her only son.
Do you know why my aunty and uncle are in the States?
Because my grandparents could afford
to send them there to pursue their studies.
Why didn't my mother go?
Well, I think I got the answer today,
subtly at least.
"If your mother was intelligent,
she wouldn't be here."
This happened over dinner.
I was hungry, so I ate with my grandparents first.
My sister and mother were upstairs,
sister probably keeping mother company
and mother probably working on laptop.
Over the past two days, my mother had been complaining of stomach pains.
My mother's very prone to gastric and migraines, so this was pretty normal.
She was feeling better today, so she wasn't writhing in pain, which was good.
Otherwise, I would have forced her to see a doctor.
Anyway, going back to the meal.
I was eating my chicken when my grandfather says,
"Shouldn't your mother be eating now?"
"Huh?"
"She's been having gastric, right?"
Uh-huh, she has, but did I forget to mention she was feeling better?
Oh yeah, I guess I did.
"Yeah, she should. I'll go scold her later,"
I give a half-laugh, with all serious intent to nag mother later.
"Your mother should be little bit more intelligent,"
grandpa says, and I go quiet.
What was I suppose to say?
"Hah. If she was intelligent, she wouldn't be here."
Grandma can say some really hurtful things,
whether she knows, I don't know.
But really, how could my grandparents say such things?
Especially with the fact that my mother is taking care of them,
and not my aunty and uncle?
I mean, my mother and father could have chosen to take care of my other set of grandparents.
But, no, they didn't.
Mama and Yeh-Yeh are living in Cheras and managing themselves without a maid.
I don't understand.
I know that they don't
Hate
my mother.
But how can they such things about their own
daughter?
This really made me upset.
It even made me
hate my grandparents
for that one moment.
I told my mother.
But she didn't looked hurt.
She told me,
"It's alright. I'm not angry. I don't feel hurt."
"As long as I have your love, Dad's love and Zoee's love,
that's all that matters."
That made me feel a little better.
But that still stop me from thinking,
You might say that, but do you really mean it?
Or is it because you've been living with this for so long,
that you've become
numb?
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