Geylang Lorong 13

After attending Mr John Lim's memorial ceremony, the bunch of NYJC soccer cum noisy gang went to Geylang for the beef hor fun. Ah Pang simply obeys the auntie taking the orders:

"Want xiao long bao?"
"Give us 2 baskets of that."
"How about guo tie?"
"err.. ok lah. 2 lor."
"Carrot cakes?"
"anything lah. make it 2 also."

It's been a while since I saw this bunch. What Minglu said was rather true. "We had been trying to meet each other out for supper or a drink, but we never did. It's always in this kind of situation, a funeral or a wedding, when we catch up with each other." Here we are stepping into another era. Adulthood means getting invited to wedding dinners and paying respects at funeral wakes.

Guofeng and I had managed to pay a last respect to our well respected teacher in spite of all the getting lost and meeting late. We arrived at 9pm (it started 7:30pm) to hear the MC annouce the end of the ceremony, and see everyone leaving. Even though there was no bowing or joss sticks involved, I was glad that at least I was in time to step into the hall to pay him my respect, in my heart.