Ah, Christmas. Who doesn’t look forward to the traditions that come with it?
From the awkward secret Santa proceedings at work, to the festive feasts with the people we care about most and the constant stream of Christmas music (admit it, you love it; at least until you’ve heard “All I Want for Christmas Is You” for the 42nd time in a week).
And, of course, there’s the Orchard Road Christmas light-up. This year’s Disney-themed light-up – the first branded light-up in the 35-year history of the event – might have raised concerns about whether the true meaning and value of Christmas was still being depicted.
But you only had to walk amongst the crowds to see that they represented everything we love about the festive season. Merry Christmas to one and all! The light-up continues until New Year’s Day
Photos and copy by: Kurt Ganapathy
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“My brother died 8 years ago. I was at home when I found out. It was a Friday night, and I was on a long-distance call with my partner who was in Europe at the time. At 1am, I got up from bed to go to the toilet. That’s when I saw my mum crying alone in the living room.
My mum isn’t a particularly emotional person. I’ve probably seen her cry three times my whole life. I was worried and concerned, of course, and asked what’s going on. She turned to me and said, ‘I have bad news. Joel died.’
When a sibling dies unexpectedly, it takes time for you to process the news. And then you realise that your family will never be the same again. You will never be full or complete anymore. There is only brokenness. And that was the first emotion that hit me really hard.
The next morning, we got more details, and I learnt that he killed himself. When someone commits suicide, family is required to identify the body at the mortuary. My mum said, ‘Look, you don’t have to go if you don’t want to.’ And I’m thinking, how can I let you do this alone?!
Even though I could sense a heaviness in the air around her, my mother looked relatively composed. But when they wheeled in the body, she simply broke. She kept saying that it’s not him. It’s not him. It doesn’t look like him. I had never seen that side of her before.
My mother was always put together, but at that moment, she sounded like a young mother who had just lost her newborn baby. It was less heartbreaking that I lost my brother, and more painful that I had to see her that way.
When my brother was 12, he moved out of the house and lived with my grandmother. I never knew why. Maybe it’s because we weren’t well-to-do. Maybe it’s because our parents didn’t have the best of relationships. I was his younger sister, but I didn’t know much about him.
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