Yup, a "Typhoon cum Tsunami" practically broke through the defences within Lot 10 & raged from Tue 13th evening till late night of 14th Oct! A disaster of great magnitude in Lot 10.
Well, when that finally weathered out and an eerie but quiet calm fell within Lot 10, all feelings & whatever emotions of hope for the return of the "prodigal son" that had remained but gradually lessened day by day after more than 19 months of wait, filled with anxiety, worry & heartaches for both inmates of Lot 10, were practically drained dry...
The end of the road was reached...finally.
And yup, the last communication, of what appeared to be a last glimmer of hope, was received via sms on Father's Day but since then, no sign whatsover of any positive & affirmative action was felt nor visible. Just a vacuum. Consequently, the full power of the accumulated pent-up energy of strong emotions ( all 19+ mths of it ) practically ripped throught the premises of Lot 10, culminating in the room allocated to that disrespectful person who still looks like our son but only physically...NO more our son in all other aspects! Yup, the son we knew is no more.
And yup, a son, who had disrespected his very own father in no uncertain terms and continued to act as though his father does not even exist, has now also himself faded away into anonymity in that father's eyes & heart! Thank God for opening my eyes what that ungrateful person truly is...so undeserving to be recognised & now do not qualify to be called my son.
A son so lost in his fantasy world since becoming a somebody. A son who had forgotten his very own roots. He had been, was, and is now a manager who feels he is greater than his very own father! That his father owes him more.
This person is one who had stated that (a true quote...in italics! I have it as a hardcopy.):
" I have a family with schedules. (Is he the only manager who has a family with schedules?) ....If it is as important to you ( ie his father), being a retiree, you should be coming over instead (ie to patch up after the disrespect incident).... but I see no effort from your end. So who is more hurt?"
Can you just imagine how naive a person can be? The wrong-doer...the disrespectful person telling the father that?
Further, he does not realise that when he is in the family home, he is nothing more than just a son...not the manager of his father...and his father to whom he has owed everything (his life, his wife, his son, his career...) was still his father, is still his father and still will be his father, no matter how hard he tries to make & treat his father as a nobody & even NON-existent!
Pity...downright sad even...that even such a soul of a good son before, can turn so bad since being promoted to be a manager. All upbringing had come to nought! Even a stray dog can wag its tail when it recognises one who gives it food.
And yup, I thank God that this belated "cleansing" of whatever is left of this disrespectful & ungrateful soul in Lot 10 had thus started and would soon end. I can now only pray that with that, Peace & Happiness will return to within the walls of good ole Lot 10, without this spectre of influences of such an evil soul lurking around & popping its vicious head at the most unexpected moments and causing havoc between my other half & me, thereby destroying the peace & harmony that had been the hallmark of Lot 10.
Now my prayers are for nothing more than pure calm, peaceful & happy days ahead...and as in my Bday wish previously written in an earlier entry, I sincerely wish & pray to God that there will be Peace & Happiness in the lives of both my other half & me in our final years ahead and that we will both be able to walk together, hand in hand, till the day one of us has to leave the other behind!
Amen.
ps. That "Typhoon & Tsunami" ravaged room would, in time, be converted into a simple guest room...a room for visitors who "come happy, stay happy & leave happy"...
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