Reunion.Perth.

I miss my parents tremendously! After spending a meaningful week with them at Perth ( I flew there from Sydney, while they departed from Singaland), the familiar feeling of homesickness assailed me again. I couldn't control my tears at the airport on the last day.

It has been 5 months since I left my homeland, the longest period that I have been away from my dearest Dad and Mum for the good 30 years of my sedentary life. I had tried to spend as much quality time with them, dining out with them daily and spending more time at home watching our favourite VCDs together. They watched their only daughter, their eldest child whom they dote on dearly, board the plane, giving her their warmest blessings that she would survive the troughs ahead and be happy.

I have fulfilled my longtime dream of working and living in the land of Oz. But they have aged. The wrinkles on their faces have deepened significantly and their crowns of glory whitened conspicuously. They looked much more like their ages as they emerged from the arrival hall of the Perth International Airport. The radiance that they exuded when they saw me then remained etched in my memory.