That Last Gift

I cleared up my office drawer and found a receipt of Loket Emas 916, dated October 2007 from Poh Kong Jewellers. My mind could straight away wandered to what had happened on that day when I got that pendant. Pretty much too confidential to pen down. Let the event dies with me.

The point is, it's not how much a gift costs that matters, it's the thought behind that could last a lifetime. The cliche "it's not the gift, it's the thought that counts" still holds true. We can easily remember an event if we have something to associate it with. For instance, this was propogated by the famous guru in his book "How to win friends and influence people". If you want to easily remember a name of a stranger, try to associate the name with something.

The pendant, is the last gift at this moment. The last meaningful gift ever. Any gift after this will definitely carry a different meaning. Maybe meaningless. A turn of event could not reverse what has happened. People say that you can forgive, but you can never forget. The cut will healed, but the scar will remain forever.

Is it true that a woman's heart is like the rice bottom (kerak nasi), that it will melt someday after constant re-assurance and pressure? Maybe it's true for older generation women, but in my case, if I give in, it means that I do that after careful considerations of all alternatives and putting myself at the very last of the hierarchy of importance. That I would be the pittance of all parties involved. Sad isn't it? After all the sacrifices, what do we get in return?

Normally, people who give can remember better than people who receive. That's why the hands on top is 1000 times better than the hands at the bottom. So what have you given to your loved ones today?