Traces of existence left behind in our lifetime, even after we're gone.

Upon seeing the newspaper article, my mom responded to the journalist's call. That jars were evidences of my Grandpa's passing in his time long before i was born. My Dad brings us to where he used to live, every time we happened to go by that particular area, atop a small hill tucked away near the very busy MS streets..










Some fuzzy stories of what was told, and forgotten, had i not read last night's papers. The OLD warehouse next to the hill is what i recalled.




From what i know, my Grandpa placed soil in the jars used to store preserved veg in the olden days, stacked them up to prevent soil erosion. They moved to Hougang during the golden years of the HDB projects, and left the jars untouched for years at the exact same location.

Years later, some organisation named API found the jars and guess what? to their HORROR, the jars looked like urns. or maybe not. yeah. as if anyone would want to place their ashes in the same container as preserved veg.

Was chit-chatting with friends over lunch a couple of weeks ago and one of them were saying that in actual fact, many intangible items like memories are imprinted on tangible items for eg. walls. With the passing of time, these things accumulate and has a personality of its own.

Back then, i thought : it's all bull.

fast forwarding to the present >>> After not being around for more than a year, there are still things he came across, stuffs he did and memories left behind. That, is a source of comfort. seemingly.