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    Bitched on: Saturday, October 28, 2006
    Time: 10/28/2006 06:43:00 PM

    You mean I'm a granduncle?

    My cousin and my aunt reconciled after years of not on speaking terms.
    Its Hari Raya- a season to forgive and forget.
    And I didn't know why they didn't forgive and forget for the last three years...

    And within those few years, a lot had happened...I don't even know how the fight began - I try (...try...) not to be so kaypoh (busybody).
    But all I know is that she had totally shut off her mum ever since my uncle's death. That was the last time I saw my cousin and her family.

    My cousin, for your information, is in her late forties and her eldest son is older than me by a couple of years. This is kinda normal for a Malay family. My mum had 8 other siblings and naturally when my grandma was pregnant with her seventh or eight child, my eldest aunt was pregnant with her first... and that goes on and on...

    Us, Malays, reproduced like rabbits. We didn't just stop at 3, we ('we' and I mean Malays of yesteryear) had at least 6. And age is never a concern. Like my 40-something uncle who had another child just a few years back.

    Its not just family gatherings which are difficult, remembering the names of your cousin or even how you should address them is confusing- uncle or just cousin?

    And early marriages are a norm for us Malays (yesteryear AND present). But its for different reasons. Yesteryear, Malays get married young and then they start a family.
    But now, its (oh-oh) pregnancy first then marriage.

    At least that's probably true for my cousin's eldest son.

    You mean he's married now? When?
    And he has two kids now?

    What a difference 3 years can make.

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