Friday, November 21, 2003
Internecine
I have been perturbed by the avuncular skirmishes caused over my pitiful grandmother. How very preposterous was the plot developing! How very incendiary was the reckless course of action taken by some of my uncles.
As much as I endeavour to empathise with every party in the conflict, the purpose seemed to be completely lost in this struggle.
Brief Summary Of The Story So Far (nebulously to my knowledge):
When Grandpa died of cancer approximately six years ago, Kiang apparently absoconded with the inheritance to the dismay of the other family members, claiming that the patrimony would be the welfare expenses of the wheelchair-bound grandma whom he was supposedly taking care of. Although Kiang was not the primogeniture, he treated himself like one and assured the rest that he would manage the funds judiciously. Most of the family members were rather unahppy about it as there was no due consultation of their opinions before such an arrangement was established.
A maid was hired to help take care of grandma but I would rather think the maid was more of a service to Kiang's family than grandma. I doubted she enjoyed the time spent in the confines of Kiang's house. There was a communication barrier that none of the people in Kiang's house made an effort to shatter. So she sat there, in her wheelchair, staring at the sky, rain, shine, becoming an ornament in the house until the other family members made time to visit. She putrefied, literally, in the prospects of such perpetual loneliness.
Kiang started harping about the encumberance my diabetic grandma was this year and we had no choice but to transfer her to an old folk's home. Yes, she did certainly regain some of her vigour there but unfortunantely, the expenses was too much for the entire family to afford.
Kiang came into the picture again and made a lot of trouble, promulgating the incompetence and the ineffectuality of the family and what's not and what's whatever. I find myself indolent about describing his ill will as much as I am nonplussed by the sudden turn of events...
End Of Brief Summary
Grandma wasn't exactly a very good mother either. She gambled, inordinately and was apathetic about her family. So I guess these issues arose because of the karama she has incurred.
My mom and dad are in brannigan over the issue at home. As the conflict begin to threathen to break my home, I realised I might have to intervene very soon. The question is how should I go about it?
Abandon grandma then. We will see who seeks to help her first. I will be sure I will be amongst the first to succour her predicament. I am not as callous, materialistic and unreasoable as some people, I hope. For now, we could only pray.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 12:29 pm
I have been perturbed by the avuncular skirmishes caused over my pitiful grandmother. How very preposterous was the plot developing! How very incendiary was the reckless course of action taken by some of my uncles.
As much as I endeavour to empathise with every party in the conflict, the purpose seemed to be completely lost in this struggle.
Brief Summary Of The Story So Far (nebulously to my knowledge):
When Grandpa died of cancer approximately six years ago, Kiang apparently absoconded with the inheritance to the dismay of the other family members, claiming that the patrimony would be the welfare expenses of the wheelchair-bound grandma whom he was supposedly taking care of. Although Kiang was not the primogeniture, he treated himself like one and assured the rest that he would manage the funds judiciously. Most of the family members were rather unahppy about it as there was no due consultation of their opinions before such an arrangement was established.
A maid was hired to help take care of grandma but I would rather think the maid was more of a service to Kiang's family than grandma. I doubted she enjoyed the time spent in the confines of Kiang's house. There was a communication barrier that none of the people in Kiang's house made an effort to shatter. So she sat there, in her wheelchair, staring at the sky, rain, shine, becoming an ornament in the house until the other family members made time to visit. She putrefied, literally, in the prospects of such perpetual loneliness.
Kiang started harping about the encumberance my diabetic grandma was this year and we had no choice but to transfer her to an old folk's home. Yes, she did certainly regain some of her vigour there but unfortunantely, the expenses was too much for the entire family to afford.
Kiang came into the picture again and made a lot of trouble, promulgating the incompetence and the ineffectuality of the family and what's not and what's whatever. I find myself indolent about describing his ill will as much as I am nonplussed by the sudden turn of events...
End Of Brief Summary
Grandma wasn't exactly a very good mother either. She gambled, inordinately and was apathetic about her family. So I guess these issues arose because of the karama she has incurred.
My mom and dad are in brannigan over the issue at home. As the conflict begin to threathen to break my home, I realised I might have to intervene very soon. The question is how should I go about it?
Abandon grandma then. We will see who seeks to help her first. I will be sure I will be amongst the first to succour her predicament. I am not as callous, materialistic and unreasoable as some people, I hope. For now, we could only pray.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 12:29 pm
