filial piety

Last night my mother came back a little late for dinner. Usually she will reach home at 730pm, but yesterday she was only back at 8pm. Hmm... how to describe my feeling? Not exactly happy that she didn't call back, but I also can't fault her since she was at work, not as if she went shopping or what. Maybe at some point I was worried (she didn't pick up my calls), which reminds me of what Alex said about "dunno how to react if something happens to her".

To those who think I'm filial, no I'm not, I'm just doing what a son should do I guess. Sometimes people don't understand why I need to rush home to cook dinner, say I can ask my mother to buy back dinner. But isn't it welcoming when you come back from a tiring day of work and dinner is ready to be served? One of the reasons why I didn't choose to stay in hostel is because my brother is already staying in hostel. For my 2 years in NS my mother has been staying alone most of the time, oh haha some of them know that occasionally I would slip home during weekdays.

Almost everyday my mother would talk about happenings at her work place, grumble a bit, etc. How would it be if she has noone to talk to about these? Talking to aunties is quite different from talking to son... Haha there were a few times my mother was telling me I must find some friends and have social life (like my brother I guess...haha)

Sigh. I guess I will have to continue cooking dinner for the next 4 years, since my brother will graduate next year and start working. Yes yes 4 years ago Pauline was saying whoever got married to me will be damn fortunate. Should be whoever got married to me, I will still be damn suay.