As excited as I was for this next visit, I was busy as hell at work! It was my last week at work, and I had to take care of so many things! When Ekta reminded me about this visit, I was like "whoa!" because honestly, we did not prepare much. But I didn't want to delay any further. I loved going to "panti jompos's". The seniors there always make us feel blessed and loved in the comfort of our houses.
On March 2nd, we found out that not many of us could make it, so basically it was three of us. Ekta, Farina and myself. The rest of em ladies will be back next month. It took us a good hour to reach the place and the driver just HAD to get lost:p we saw the venue and were pleasantly surprised. the place was so well-maintained and preserved. three floors, an elevator, cleaning staff, prayer room and mother mary's sculpture here and there. We then found out that the government provides funds for maintenance and care-taking, but not for supplies. So, food, clothes etc is relied upon on the public.
As they were senior citizens, they were all over the place, some in rooms, some in the hall. no chance of us performing or anything, so all we did was go around to distribute gift bags to individual rooms. It took us quite some time as they had over 100 people in three floors. Their health conditions were good, it was just that some of them were so old, they were fragile. some had lost their hearing ability, some had gotten short-sighted and some had even lost their memory. An incident I felt touched over was, when I passed a gift bag to an old man, he asked, "isinya apa?" which meant "whats inside?". and so i explained that there were food stuffs inside and he asked me to unwrap one of them. I opened a bread bun and watched him eat in delight and gave me a thumbs-up. i teared up in the corner of my eye. He was so lonely, a bread bun gave him such happiness...
as we three walked on around the premises, a very fresh-looking man pushing a lady in a wheelchair passed us by and greeted us with excellent english-and a Singaporean accent! we got to talking and we found out he studied in Singapore and now he lives here with his mom, who was on the wheelchair. she is 98. he must have been around 70, but he looked so fresh, we barely believed his age. Of course, we HAD to take a photo :)
after goodbyes were done, some lovely ladies outside requested for a picture and they started dancing! (as dancing is often symbolic to indian women). Cuteness overload!
The visit was over and we were exhausted. we discussed our exciting venture over a short croissant breakfast and i take this opportunity to give you an insight of our discussion: love your parents. take care of them in the comfort of your house, without them, we don't stand where we are today and will never get to see a day in the sun. Those who abandon their parents, luck has a lot in store for u. NOT.
ok, to be back to being chirpy and jolly, we invite everyone to join us! contact myself (kirti) at 087877087820 or ekta, at 0816771807 for donations or anything else.
thanks for reading!






