Heard that my grandad just entered the hospital again.... and grandma is alone at home since my cousins went back to malaysia.. Like my mum said,"to put it bluntly, old people has not much life left.... visit them often..." I understand this very much, and much more since my grandad could not do a heart transplant now cause of his old age..

Perhaps, we just tend not to think of deaths, and failed to visit them often because of our own lives.. or we are just making excuses not to form too close a bond so that when the time comes, we would not be hurt much further... is it? Or is it just that we are too lazy to walk that few minutes or we dread not able to communicate due to language barrier? Dread that awkwardness? I do not know... I really wish... they could all be healthy and happy. I really do not wish to see them entering hospital every now and then, with all the needles poking in and out, with the tons of pills to swallow like they survive on pills alone..