SON
SON
Filmreviews
Director:Royston Tan
Like any ordinary person,
I live and labour for my daily three meals.
I have only one son.
Who shares my life with me,
But I have never knew what sort of work he does.
It has been so many years.
He always seems so busy rushing in and out of the house,
So busy that he did not even acknowledge my presence
or call me dad…
Each morning,he leaves without even eating the
Porridge that I have prepared.
Perhaps this is my retribution.
Father and son are like one in a body.
It really hurts to see his health is suffered as a
Result of his hard work outside.
Each night,he sighs heavily as he goes to bed.
I have no idea about the hardship he gone through.
I have to be his father and mother,
But I still do not know how to move his heart.
I have only one wish that is for God to bless
My poor son day and night.
At the blink of my eye, seventy years have passed
Seeing that my son has grown up.
I realized that my son has grown up.
It seems that we have not spoken for a long time…
Blood is thicker than water.
Yet my son and I behave like stranger.
I don’t express my love in words.
He will never know that I am proud of him.
I was never close to my father,
It seem that I will never know my son.
This is my fault.
When a child makes a mistake,
He has his father to forgive him.
When a father makes a mistake,
Who is to forgive him?
Is it true that a broken mirror cannot be mended?
Through the years,our meals were always simple.
Tonight I decided to cook a scrumption dinner.
But he did not come home.
This meal is twenty-five years later.
This is fate playing tricks on me.
In a silent house,
My heart is burdened and sad.
Even if I were to eat the food and drink the wine,
It will be bland and unsatisfying.
I wish my father is around to comfort me.
Today the world is moving faster than ever.
Time waits for no one.
My son and I are drifting further apart.
It must have taken thousands,
if not millions of years of reincarnation for us to be father and son.
I can’t wait for another thousand years.
I do not seek his understanding or forgiveness.
I only hope that for tave a new beginning,
A father and son will have a new beginning.
---A story of a father
Mike Lau
Filmreviews
Director:Royston Tan
Like any ordinary person,
I live and labour for my daily three meals.
I have only one son.
Who shares my life with me,
But I have never knew what sort of work he does.
It has been so many years.
He always seems so busy rushing in and out of the house,
So busy that he did not even acknowledge my presence
or call me dad…
Each morning,he leaves without even eating the
Porridge that I have prepared.
Perhaps this is my retribution.
Father and son are like one in a body.
It really hurts to see his health is suffered as a
Result of his hard work outside.
Each night,he sighs heavily as he goes to bed.
I have no idea about the hardship he gone through.
I have to be his father and mother,
But I still do not know how to move his heart.
I have only one wish that is for God to bless
My poor son day and night.
At the blink of my eye, seventy years have passed
Seeing that my son has grown up.
I realized that my son has grown up.
It seems that we have not spoken for a long time…
Blood is thicker than water.
Yet my son and I behave like stranger.
I don’t express my love in words.
He will never know that I am proud of him.
I was never close to my father,
It seem that I will never know my son.
This is my fault.
When a child makes a mistake,
He has his father to forgive him.
When a father makes a mistake,
Who is to forgive him?
Is it true that a broken mirror cannot be mended?
Through the years,our meals were always simple.
Tonight I decided to cook a scrumption dinner.
But he did not come home.
This meal is twenty-five years later.
This is fate playing tricks on me.
In a silent house,
My heart is burdened and sad.
Even if I were to eat the food and drink the wine,
It will be bland and unsatisfying.
I wish my father is around to comfort me.
Today the world is moving faster than ever.
Time waits for no one.
My son and I are drifting further apart.
It must have taken thousands,
if not millions of years of reincarnation for us to be father and son.
I can’t wait for another thousand years.
I do not seek his understanding or forgiveness.
I only hope that for tave a new beginning,
A father and son will have a new beginning.
---A story of a father
Mike Lau

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