...pakmat had a relaxing raya..preferring to sit back and watched others going throught the raya rush...the overload of cars on the road did little to encourage visiting...so pakmat stayed at home...and waited for the children and grandchildren to come...it was nasi minyak and satay the first day..what's left on the second day and nothing left on the third...
but, of course, like previous years, pakmat stood up to be counted...pakmat seeks forgiveness from his children, his wife and ex-wives..friends, including fb friends, and relatives..for all of his forwardness, the times when he was over...his transgressions, his lack of demeanor..his failures as a husband, as ex husband, and as a father...the times when he came short on expectations...
..forgive me...this ole coot, living out whatever balance of his live the best he can..with a smile and a hop.. :)
here's a medley from The Brothers Four..from my time aeons ago..that is more or less the soundtrack of pakmat's life journey...
..selamat hari raya..
