I was talking to my friend today & I suddenly realised that I’ve been reading quite a number of books since the semester started (& yet I’ve not managed to finish my course readings… heh), of which Haruki Murakami’s books took up quite a significant percentage. I’m glad I didn’t wait for the English translation of “Colourless Tsukuru Tazaki And His Years Of Pilgrimage” because…
I really needed the comfort of this line today.
I have absolutely no idea how to translate it properly/how it was translated though.. so yup.
I might be a little irrational.
yknow, just maybeeee…
"I gave my three year old daughter some worthless coins, and jokingly told her that she was rich. She went and hid the coins away, and I forgot all about them. Around the same time, my oldest daughter got a bunch of money from her aunts and uncles for her birthday. A few months later, we needed money for food, and I asked my oldest daughter if we could use some of her birthday money. She refused. I almost started crying, because I thought then that I had completely failed as a parent. But suddenly, my youngest daughter appeared, and gave me back the handful of coins that I had given her."
(Mexico City, Mexico)
My family in Hong Kong
I’ve never known that I have relatives in Hong Kong until last night and I even had a simple dinner with them.
Perhaps it’s kinship.
My grandaunt was so happy to see me, she held on tightly to my hand as I politely introduced myself. As we stood around the table and talked before the dinner started, she even grabbed me in for a side hug on multiple occasions. It was purely spontaneous. A reflex action.
My aunts sat on my left and engaged me in a lengthy conversation. (In fact, it felt like we were the only ones talking…) Although I can fully understand Cantonese, I could barely speak it. I had thought I would stay silent for most of the dinner (as I usually do) but they didn’t allow it. Luckily, they were kind and didn’t mind me conversing in my broken Cantonese, mixed in with English & Mandarin. While that sounds rather messy… the warmth in my heart was really real. They made me feel so much at ease, it was as if I’ve known them all my life… much like my relatives in Malaysia. A little surreal.
I just want to remember this night.