Finally, i have some time to blog a little before bedtime tonight. It is a busy week.

I wanted to write about a couple of movies that I had watched over the past fortnight, but never did find time. I will try to finish up over the coming weekend [ i hope]

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Last Tuesday, I received a very early overseas call from a not-too-likable woman friend of my father. That high pitched screeching sound never fails to irrate me. She called to deliver bad news.

My father met with an accident a week before that and was in critical condition. He was in a coma and I was told to prepare for the very worst. At that split second , i was thinking ," Are you refering to my dad whom I have not spoken for the past 6 years? " That sounded so foreign to me. And to hear it from that condescending voice, I had wanted to flare up.

I ignored her non-stop berating and asked for the specifics. She was unable to provide any details other than the fact of my dad being in a coma. Henceforth, I spent the entire day , calling almost everyone that I still speak to , in my family, and asked.

I finally reached my dear auntie, which promptly got the facts right for me.

There is a blood clot in his brain which results in the coma. Fortunately,he is recuperating and we have still not spoken over the phone.

Its bizzare how I narrate it from a disinterest party view. In fact, I felt really lousy over the past week of how I had felt - nothingness. I feel i should feel a tad more upset though i didnt.

So to watch C.R.A.Z.Y,on a lazy Sunday before attending SMC that evening, saddens me immensely.

I am not sure if my dad will speak to me ten years from now. Let alone hug and accept me.

We can never make everyone happy in our span of life, cant we? Its really about taking things with a pinch of salt.