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Khai & Khim: For Always and Beyond Goodbye ❀🌸🦢💮❀ೋღஜஇ💕ღೋ♡ࣰ⋆*ࣰ☀̤̣̈̇🏝☆⋆*ࣰ✻ණි❉˜҈”˜҈░░✲﴾۞ࣰ﴿ࣰ֍ࣰࣰමෙ


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For Always

Beyond Goodbye

Khai & Khim at Home (16 Aug 2018, 10:29 AM Thursday)

Khai & Khim at Home (16 Aug 2018, 10:29 AM Thursday)

Thank you, Dr Craig Eisemann, for introducing me to the attendees. Craig and I have many interests and things in common, not the least that our mothers both lived to 88 years old separated by five months, and that we both became motherless at roughly the same age, separated by three months. Also, both our mothers were only married at the relatively late age of 30.

Hello ladies and gentlemen! Many of you know me as Khai or Khai-Wei (凱維). First, please let me acknowledge your presence and your individual connections with my late mother, Khim. That you have taken the time to join us in celebrating the life of a lady so special and important to many of us right here at this very moment is a testament to your appreciation of these cherished connections with my late mother. I would like to inform you that this eulogy is permanently available on my website at https://soundeagle.wordpress.com/2019/08/31/khai-khim-for-always-and-beyond-goodbye/

Khai & Khim at Home (8 Jul 2019, 12:27 PM)

Khai & Khim at Home (8 Jul 2019, 12:27 PM Monday)

Counting back from the day of Khim’s passing to just one day short of fifteen years and nine months ago, my late mother and I, my brother and his family as well as other relatives and friends mourned the departure of my late father, whose funeral was also held here in this chapel in late 2003, though it was very heavily imbued with Buddhist ceremonial activities then.

Now, let us return to the person of our main focus, the person whom many of you have come to call Khim. We are here to confer our love and respect on Khim posthumously. As an aside, let us concentrate on her full name, Khim-Kin Woon (温琴京), for a moment. Does it remind you of anyone? Those of you who have been paying attention to news will soon realize that her full name rhymes uncannily well with that of a South Korean field hockey player and gold medallist, Kim Jong-eun, and more worryingly, with that of the North Korean supreme leader, Kim Jong-un. There is no wonder that my mother’s name alone had caused her to be mistaken for a Korean by some people. I usually informed them that we are Australian by introducing myself and mum as Khai & Khim, given that our pairing is akin to Kath & Kim as depicted in the Australian television situation comedy. Then, wittily mimicking the typical mispronunciation and bogan accent of Kath, I proceeded to break the ice even further whilst simultaneouly attempting to direct those people’s attention away from me so that they would notice even more of Khim who had been stylishly dressed, by promptly uttering “Don’t look at moy, look at mum!”, as the following video demonstrates.

Khai & Khim in Her Tiffany Blue Dress at a Jewellery Shop — Don’t look at moy, look at mum! (14 Aug 2018, 9:15 AM Tuesday)

Khai & Khim in Her Tiffany Blue Dress at a Jewellery Shop (14 Aug 2018, 9:26 AM Tuesday)

Khai & Khim in Her Tiffany Blue Dress at a Jewellery Shop (14 Aug 2018, 9:26 AM Tuesday)

Khim at Jackpot Dining Restaurant on Anzac Day (25 Apr 2019, 10:05 AM Thursday)

Khim at Jackpot Dining Restaurant on Anzac Day (25 Apr 2019, 10:05 AM Thursday)

In delivering this special eulogy, let us entertain some deeper discussions. We may begin by thinking about the following question: “Is Khim, my mother, special?” Whilst I would like to think so, it is a fairly moot point, for I consider both the question and its answer to be perfunctory, if not superficial. To summarily claim that my mother is special, or that I have a special mother, is to offer little or nothing more than a straightforward declaration that I feel special about my mother, let alone the fact that under most circumstances, everyone’s mother is special to them. Rather than being confounded by a rhetorical question or being mired in relativity and subjectivity, we can and should come to a much better understanding of Khim’s specialness through how she had touched our lives, and in how she had interacted with us. Indeed, achieving that understanding is the gist of this eulogy.

Let us start from the most obvious, from that which can be observed and felt through interpersonal communication. As a whole, we can reasonably perceive or conclude that it was Khim’s gentleness and passivity, her unassuming smile and lovable gaze, demure nodding and attentive listening, that has left many favourable impressions on those who met her, whether briefly or regularly.

Khim at Home (1st of July 2019, 3:16 PM Monday)

Khim at Home (1st of July 2019, 3:16 PM Monday)

Now, let us go beyond the surface and the immediacy of face-to-face engagement to consider the social environment and cultural aspects in relation to her interactions with us. Overall, Khim was quite economical with words. This quietness or reticence became more pronounced in her old age, as her ability to remain articulate and coherent waned. Regardless of her age, Khim as an adult was amiable and approachable in public, though she usually waited for others to approach her first. This lack of initiative was mostly due to her shyness and reserved nature. Moreover, as personable as she had been, Khim was never outwardly a pleaser. A social butterfly she never was. Neither was she ever a person who habitually, flippantly or unnecessarily sought attention, approval, devotion or likeableness through sociability or conformity. In most situations, Khim seemed to be faring equally well whether she was the centre of attention or at the fringe of action. Since she was never interested in pushing herself through life with strategic moves or personal agendas, we can safely conclude that her acquiescences and praises as well as her supports and rapports that she had given us, however rare or frequent, were all genuine.

Khim at Home (1st of July 2019, 3:21 PM Monday)

Khim at Home (1st of July 2019, 3:21 PM Monday)

In spite of Khim’s calm and gentle demeanour, she was not untouched by fear or favour. On the side of fear, she loathed and avoided conflicts whenever she could, even when some recurring issues or outstanding problems had been detrimental or unresolved. Ironically, the consistency in her thinking could at times be a trap preventing her from welcoming certain changes. However, such a consistency could also function like a shield protecting her against facile ideas, superficiality and unruly influence.

It is worth noting that Khim tended to see the world or to evaluate certain outcomes from the perspective of the glass being half empty rather than half full. Khim’s veiled pessimism can be attributed to her innate temperament as well as her lifelong limited means. As a corollary, Khim was not easily excitable or tempted. Neither was she particularly driven to seek new excitements. Since Khim was generally unconcerned about selfishly meeting her own needs or mindlessly keeping up with the Joneses, she was able to enmesh herself in activities without undue distractions or unrealistic expectations.

Khai Gifting Khim a White Cat (25 July 2015, 5:46 PM Saturday)

Khim on a Regency-Style Bench with a Fluffy Toy Cat (Christmas 2016, 2:22 PM Sunday)

Khim on a Regency-Style Bench with a Fluffy Toy Cat (Christmas 2016, 2:22 PM Sunday)

Whilst Khim was not easily excitable or tempted, she could be easily moved to tears, especially when watching some movies and television series, such as Little House on the Prairie, as I observed in the 1970s and early 1980s. Khim was a long-term fan of certain TV stars in sitcoms, such as Lucille Ball in I Love Lucy and Angela Lansbury in Murder, She Wrote. Some television miniseries leaving lasting impressions on Khim included Roots, The Thorn Birds, Shōgun, Centennial, and Scarlett. Other TV staples, variety shows and primetime serials that she watched with regularity included Donny & Marie, Lassie, The Wild Wild West, Baa Baa Black Sheep, Kung Fu, Charlie’s Angels, Mission Impossible, Fantasy Island, Bewitched, I Dream of Jeannie, The Six Million Dollar Man, The Bionic Woman, Police Woman, Hotel, The Love Boat, Dallas, and Dynasty, as well as the more recent ones such as Xena: Warrior Princess, Hercules: The Legendary Journeys, Dr Quinn, Medicine Woman, Lois & Clark: The New Adventures of Superman, The Adventures of Sinbad, Charmed, Heroes, Lost, Prison Break, Sleepy Hollow, Once Upon a Time, Under the Dome, Hawaii Five-O, Vikings, and Chicago Fire.

Unlike her female siblings, and also despite her largely Chinese-educated background, Khim seemed to have developed a considerably large number of interests in Western culture and popular media, all of which were cultivated and nurtured without sacrificing or compromising moral virtues and cultural values that stemmed from her upbringing. In other words, both her physical appearance and her cultural capital were dynamic mixtures and contrasting juxtapositions of the occidental and the oriental, not to mention that she spoke and wrote in several languages, and that she could also fluently converse in multiple Chinese dialects. To that extent, she was ostensibly both multilingual and multicultural, never mind whether she was ever (proven to be) truly Eurasian or biracial. In any case, some of her tastes in, and predilections for, certain western things and trends can be definitely traced to the influences of two of her older male siblings, to whom she was particularly close. From her late English-educated second elder brother (温旭京), she absorbed his liking for Western films and songs; and from her late Chinese-educated fourth elder brother (温墉京), she acquired a fondness for dancing.

Khim’s Hollywood Idol - Tyrone Power

Khim’s Hollywood Idol – Tyrone Power

As a result, Khim had an enduring penchant for savouring Hollywood movies and Broadway musicals created in the 1930s to 1980s. For instance, Khim’s favourite Hollywood idol was Tyrone Power, whom she contacted and asked for a photo, and whom she lamented to have died too young. Khim loved watching the lead actors in Wuthering Heights, The Wizard of Oz and Gone with the Wind, all of which are classic movies of 1939. She liked Linda Darnell, Errol Flynn, Rock Hudson, Elizabeth Taylor, Eddie Fisher, Charlton Heston, Richard Chamberlain, Cornel Wilde, Robert Conrad, Audrey Hepburn, Irene Dunne, Shirley MacLaine, Leslie Caron, Cyd Charisse, Debbie Reynolds, Deborah Kerr, Yul Brynner, Sabu Dastagir, Fred Astaire, Ginger Rogers, Gene Kelly, Esther Williams, Ricardo Montalbán, Gregory Peck, Robert Mitchum, Marlon Brando, Kirk Douglas, Jean Simmons, James Dean, Jack Lemmon, Richard Burton, Paul Newman, Laurence Olivier, Joan Crawford, Marlene Dietrich, Greta Garbo, Merle Oberon, Ingrid Bergman, James Stewart, Cary Grant, Marlon Brando, Humphrey Bogart, Katharine Hepburn, Bette Davis, David Niven, Henry Fonda, Barbara Stanwyck, Grace Kelly, Vivien Leigh, Maureen O’Hara, Clark Gable, Shirley Temple, Betty Hutton, Dorothy Lamour, Susan Hayward, Rita Hayworth, Lauren Bacall, Sophia Loren, Ava Gardner, Jennifer Jones, Marilyn Monroe, Liza Minnelli, Barbra Streisand, Natalie Wood, Robert Wagner, Charlie Chaplin, Danny Kaye, Roger Moore, Omar Sharif, Peter O’Toole, William Holden and Glenn Ford, but not so much John Wayne and Clint Eastwood.

Khim would sometimes recount to me what she could remember about her favourite movie stars in their films as well as their lives. For example, Khim had commented to me over the years on the looks, voice and multiple marriages of Elizabeth Taylor, and in particular, how Taylor, after losing her husband, film producer Mike Todd, to a plane crash, managed to marry her best friend Debbie Reynolds’ husband, Eddie Fisher, by causing the latter to divorce Reynolds, who, quite ironically, had had the good heart to console Taylor after Todd’s untimely demise. As another example, Khim seemed to believe that it was quite possible for an actor to be too beautiful or overly handsome, for she opined that Tony Curtis was so good-looking that he looked more like a woman than a man.

More recent and younger actors whom Khim liked and mentioned included Jane Seymour, Joe Lando, Kevin Sorbo, Christopher Reeve, Robin Williams, Tom Hanks, Kevin Costner, Dustin Hoffman, Timothy Dalton, Pierce Brosnan, Johnny Depp, Jim Carrey, Tom Cruise, Nicole Kidman and Taylor Kinney. In particular, Khim had long admired Timothy Dalton for his portrayal of James Bond as well as his characterization of Rhett Butler in the sequel to Gone with the Wind, entitled Scarlett, a 1994 American six-hour television miniseries.

Regarding music, on the one hand, Khim adored the songs and sentimental ballads of Sigmund Romberg, Jerome Kern, Henry Mancini, Johnny Mercer, Harold Arlen, Cole Porter, Andrew Lloyd Webber, Irwin Berlin, Leonard Bernstein, George Gershwin, Paul Francis Webster, Sammy Fain, Sammy Cahn, Jimmy Webb, Burt Bacharach, Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe, as well as Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II. On the other hand, Khim was enamoured by the singing of Jeanette MacDonald, Nelson Eddy, Mario Lanza, Dick Haymes, Bing Crosby, Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, Eddie Fisher, Matt Monro, Tom Jones, Engelbert Humperdinck, Andy Williams, Pat Boone, Perry Como, Tony Bennett, Dinah Shore, Nat King Cole, Julie Andrews, Judy Garland, Doris Day, Howard Keel, Kathryn Grayson, Shirley Jones, Gordon MacRae, Elvis Presley, Mandy Patinkin, Barbra Streisand, Nana Mouskouri, Olivia Newton-John, Diana Ross, the Carpenters, Julio Iglesias, the Three Tenors, Il Divo, and Andrea Bocelli, many of whom Khim could instantly name or recognise whenever she watched or listened to their respective singings with gusto.

Khim’s favourite musicals and musical films included Night and Day, Top Hat, Shall We Dance, I Married an Angel, Roberta, Gigi, Gypsy, Oliver!, Show Boat, Oklahoma!, Carousel, South Pacific, The King and I, The Sound of Music, Singin’ in the Rain, The Wizard of Oz, An American in Paris, The Red Shoes, Meet Me in St Louis, The Band Wagon, Annie Get Your Gun, Hello, Dolly!, Evita, Yentl, Mary Poppins, Camelot, Kiss Me, Kate, Calamity Jane, Funny Face, My Fair Lady, West Side Story, Sleeping Beauty, The Phantom of the Opera, Cats, Beauty and the Beast, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, Cinderella, Fantasia, Pinocchio, Happy Feet, Mulan, The Lion King, Xanadu, and Moulin Rouge!. Khim’s most beloved operettas were none other than The Student Prince and The Desert Song, though she was also very fond of Carmen and The Merry Widow.

Khim as a Young Adult

Khim as a Young Adult

Periodic musical shows or events that Khim had been willing to be reminded of, and to follow with considerable interest, included the Royal Variety Performance, the Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo, the Vienna New Year’s Concert, André Rieu and his Johann Strauss Orchestra, the Eurovision Song Contest, Celtic Woman, Carols by Candlelight, the Australian National Eisteddfod, as well as the Olympic Games, specifically those involving dance and music such as gymnastics, synchronized swimming, figure skating and ice dancing. International reality television competition franchises such as The X-Factor, Idols, The Voice, So You Think You Can Dance and Dancing with the Stars also attracted Khim’s attention. In particular, Khim had always remembered Anthony Callea, Jessica Mauboy and Guy Sebastian from Australian Idol, and lived long enough to see the last two representing Australia in the Eurovision Song Contest.

As for instrumentals, Khim would always welcome the best of semiclassical, easy listening, ballroom music, light music, mood music, beautiful music, elevator music, Muzak and film music, composed or arranged by the likes of Richard Clayderman, Annunzio Paolo Mantovani, Percy Faith, Geoff Love, Yanni (Yiannis Chryssomallis), James Last, Paul Mauriat, Ferrante & Teicher, Władziu Valentino Liberace, Henry Mancini, Burt Bacharach, John Barry, Michel Legrand, Francis Lai, Alfred Newman, Max Steiner, Michael Masser, Marvin Hamlisch, Paul Williams, Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil, Dave Grusin, David Foster, Quincy Jones, David Shire, Johnny Harris, Nelson Riddle, Ray Conniff, Gordon Jenkins, Mel Tormé, Billy May, Leroy Anderson, Vic Schoen, Roger Williams, Tommy Dorsey, Walter Gross, Robert Russell Bennett, Buddy Bregman, Ernie Freeman, Bert Kaempfert, Louis Clark and Victor Young, as well as those of the Boston Pops Orchestra such as Arthur Fiedler and John Williams. Khim would also readily welcome the discographies of other light music orchestras such as the 101 Strings Orchestra, BBC Radio Orchestra, New World Orchestra and Rio Carnival Orchestra, whose repertoires often comprised in-house arrangements of popular standards. Light orchestral music and film scores that attracted Khim’s attention were those of Albert Ketèlbey, Miklós Rózsa, Richard Addinsell, Eric Coates, Erich Wolfgang Korngold, Charles Williams, Hubert Bath and Angela Morley.

It is noteworthy that Khim would generally be oblivious to the names and contributions of such composers and arrangers, even though she seemed to be instinctively cognizant of, and satisfied by, the overall quality of the music. At best, she would only know or remember a handful of those composers and arrangers if I were to mention their names or to comment on the styles and merits of their compositions, orchestrations or arrangements, let alone their choreographies, screenplays, stage productions or artistic directions when certain works also significantly involved dancing, storytelling, visual presentations or even interactive components. Since Khim was usually more interested in the singers and actors associated with the films and musicals that she already knew and liked, she naturally connected her favourite music and songs to the names of the lead singers or the titles of the musical films, and thus rarely the names of the composers or arrangers. By the same token, the music and songs of ABBA, Elton John, Billy Joel, the Bee Gees, Burt Bacharach, Jimmy Webb, Michael Jackson and so on would have been much more prominently appearing on Khim’s musical radar, had those songwriters also been prominent actors or film stars.

In any case, Khim enjoyed being quizzed by me about song titles, singers’ names, film titles and actors’ names. For instance, I would ask her to name two films in which William Holden and Jennifer Jones starred together. She could name Love Is a Many-Splendored Thing of 1955, but not The Towering Inferno of 1974. On occasions, Khim would reverse the role and be the quizzer, if not the teaser!

Khim in Middle Age (Jan 1984)

Khim in Middle Age (Jan 1984)

Khim had also enjoyed parlour music, pop music, and the less serious form of Western classical music, such as Sir Edward Elgar’s “Salut d’Amour”, as well as the popular French song “Hymne à l’amour” by Édith Piaf and Marguerite Monnot, later adapted into English as “If You Love Me (Really Love Me)” with lyrics by Geoffrey Parsons. The latter always seemed to melt Khim’s heart, causing her to brim with joy. Seeing that the love song had such a lasting and favourable impression on Khim, I bought her about ten years ago a Royal Albert musical jewellery box capable of playing the very tune after being wound up manually, in addition to my playing an instrumental rendition of the song for her on the electronic organ from time to time.

Royal Albert Old Country Roses Musical Heart Jewellery Box and Limoges Porcelain Vase

Khai purchased for Khim a Royal Albert Old Country Roses Musical Heart Jewellery Box, placed next to a Limoges Porcelain Vase, which denotes the French origin of the song “If You Love Me (Really Love Me)”, first titled “Hymne à l’amour” and sung in French.

The following version of “If You Love Me (Really Love Me)” from the 1973 album Songs from her TV series, as conducted by Peter Knight and sung by Nana Mouskouri in both English and French, is lovingly dedicated to Khim in remembrance of her fondness for this love song and her appreciation of my organ rendition. Accompanying the song in the video are beautiful images of Nature as well as panning still shots from the classic movie Gone with the Wind, one of Khim’s all-time favourite films.

The song title “If You Love Me (Really Love Me)” easily reminds me of “If I Loved You”, a show tune from the 1945 Rodgers and Hammerstein musical Carousel. The latter was definitely one of Khim’s all-time favourite tunes, in addition to being one of the very few songs whose lyrics Khim could remember in its entirety. This tune was one that we could happily sing together once in a while, as I also had the option of willingly setting myself the challenge of instantly harmonizing against her vocal part, my accompanying us on the electronic organ notwithstanding.

Whilst Khim could show some interest in the exotic sounds of some world music, relaxation music and ambient music, she was generally indifferent towards rock and roll, rhythm and blues, jazz, funk, disco, soul, rap, hip-hop, experimental music and avant-garde music, even though I had continued to make some good efforts in exposing her to such diverse genres over the years.

For instance, I had taken the time and artistic liberty during 2004 to create 35 arrangements of “Tammy”, a popular tune that I had played for Khim many times on the electronic organ. The tune was nominated for the 1957 Oscar for Best Original Song after making its debut in the 1957 romantic comedy film Tammy and the Bachelor, starring one of Khim’s favourite actresses, Debbie Reynolds. Each of the 35 arrangements was performed as a separate musical genre, such that Khim could follow the melodic outline of the song no matter how much the music had been stylistically transformed by being arranged in a particular genre. The process can be likened to the formal technique of theme and variations used by many classical and later composers, except that each variation of the theme is in an entirely different musical genre. The project was more or less completed in November 2004, on the first anniversary of her becoming a widow. As shown in the sleeve note below, the resulting 35 variations were recorded onto two compact discs for instant playback.

The CD sleeve note showing SoundEagle’s 35 Variations on Tammy

The CD sleeve note showing SoundEagle’s 35 Variations on Tammy

Furthermore, I had purposely used only the first four lines of the tune (corresponding to the first 16 bars of the melody) as the source material for those variations.

The first 16 bars of Tammy

The first 16 bars of Tammy

The results of the 35 theme and variations on “Tammy” certainly imparted plenty of musical entertainment cum education for Khim, as well as hours of fun-inducing quiz marathon for some visitors who were invited to guess and name the nearly three dozen genres. On the whole, Khim had comfortably enjoyed those variations created in the genres with which she was familiar, such as waltz, Argentinian tango, polka, big band, jive, bossanova and the like. As mentioned, since Khim liked Johnny Depp, especially in the film series Pirates of the Caribbean, the Caribbean version of “Tammy”, constituting the 24th variation on the tune, is hereby dedicated to Khim as follows.

In contrast, the musical complexity as well as the dramatic transformations of “Tammy” in some of the variations stretched or even strained not just the limits of Khim’s musical appreciation but also the boundaries of the genres themselves, especially hard rock, funk, house, hip-hop, gospel shuffle and the like, which are so remotely related in style and markedly different in instrumentation when they are compared to the gentle ballad that characterizes the original song. Such arrangements of “Tammy”, particularly the more extended and sophisticated ones, were indeed felt to be very novel and musically challenging to Khim, who had far fewer prior experiences in those unfamiliar genres by which to guide and orientate herself. Included herewith for demonstration is the hard rock version of “Tammy”, which constitutes the 8th variation.

Overall, Khim was considerably satisfied and amused by the process of theme and variations, musically skinning “Tammy” in so many ways to tickle her aural imaginations. In a nutshell, Khim had been taken along an extensive, multicultural journey across a series of entertainingly engaging sonic terrains, many of which she would otherwise never or seldom have come across.

To mention a few more examples, Khim’s preferred choices of music composed before the 20th century stayed mainly within the standard repertoires from the Classical era as well as the early and middle Romantic periods. In later years, I managed to stretch her listening repertoires to cover the works of late Romantic composers such as Rachmaninov and Scriabin, many of which she gradually learnt to appreciate nearly as much as those of Tchaikovsky and Chopin, which she had always amply admired. Reaching beyond the Romantic era, the majority of art music, serious music and canonic music of the 20th century would tend to overwhelm or confound Khim’s musical expectation and aesthetic sensibility, especially those compositions crafted with advanced structural and theoretical considerations. At the earlier end of the Western musical canon lies the body of works from the pre-classical period, with which I tempted Khim’s musical palette by performing on the electronic organ the slower and more lyrical pieces by the Baroque composer Bach, such as “Sheep May Safely Graze”, “Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring”, “Air on the G String”, and “Sinfonia (Arioso) from Cantata BWV 156”, the latter of which is arranged in my own orchestral interpretation and dedicated to Khim as follows.

All in all, it would seem that Khim found herself to be somewhat out on a limb, and that she considered some musical genres to be incomprehensible, unpleasant, unmeaningful or unenjoyable, if her musical experiences were not hitherto bolstered, introduced, accompanied or enhanced by familiar or favourite films, musicals or operettas. That Khim’s focus had been on mostly accessible and enjoyable repertoires throughout her life neither invalidated nor detracted from her musical aptitude and sensibility that she managed to develop in spite of her lack of professional musical training. After all, Khim had indeed flourished and lived vicariously through the appealing artistries and prodigious talents of her favoured singers, actors, musicians and dancers.

It was thus incumbent on me to ensure that Khim had ample music and video materials to select from the home library according to her whim or mood, even though I sometimes spared her the effort of choosing, let alone the technicality of finding and putting them in the music and video players to start enjoying them. In addition, Khim had been given her daily dose of songs from the olden days to relish to her heart’s content via the Crooner Radio online. Apart from Western films and TV series, Khim of course enjoyed watching Chinese and Cantonese movies and serials, including sentimental films and action flicks. Khim would sometimes feel quite nostalgic and might even have a conversation or reminiscence with me about some bygone matters or persons, when or after I played her favourite movies or songs stored on DVDs, compact discs or memory sticks. For example, she particularly treasured the music and songs of Steven Liu Chia-Chang (劉家昌), a former composer, songwriter, lyricist, singer, screenwriter, film director and actor, whom she affectionately regarded as “鬼才”, an uncanny, remarkable genius. Khim would not mind listening daily to his musical oeuvres, which almost invariably lifted her spirit and perked her up, mentally transporting her back to the good times of her youth, and reminding her of the many Chinese movies and actors that she used to watch. How the lyricisms of such Chinese classics and popular songs from the 1960s, 1970s and 1980s captivated Khim can be best exemplified by the solo piano music and light instrumental arrangements of the well-known Singaporean pianist Jimmy Chan (陳占美), which were originally released on analogue cassette tapes in the mid-1980s and later digitally preserved on two compact discs in 2005 for Khim, who, on being so thrilled by and satisfied with the upgraded amenity for savouring her favourite Chinese music on the digital medium that she was willing to copy by hand all of the song titles from the two cassette liner notes to the one CD sleeve note as shown below, which is immediately followed by the three YouTube videos containing respectively Jimmy Chan’s first three piano medleys, played in the order listed in the leftmost column of Khim’s handwritten sleeve note.

Khim’s Favourite Chinese Music as Written by Herself on the CD Sleeve Note, Played by Jimmy Chan (陳占美)

Khim’s Favourite Chinese Music as Written by Herself on the CD Sleeve Note, Played by Jimmy Chan (陳占美)

Green Island Serenade (綠島小夜曲); At the Riverside (在水一方); The Pearl Curtain of Dream (一簾幽夢); Unforgettable You (忘不了的你); Ode to Autumn (秋詩篇篇)

Where’s My Home (我家在那裡); Full Moon over the Western Chamber (月滿西樓); Sea Gull (海鷗); Inseparable (你儂我儂); Little White Sail Boat (小白船); The Plum Flower (梅花)

Subaru (另一種鄉愁); Spring of the Northern Country (榕樹下); Goodbye My Love (再見我的愛人); The Gift Of Love (愛的禮物); Sukiyaki (昂首闊步往前行)

The emotional ties and sentimental tugs elicited in Khim by music and movie were highly palpable, vicarious and touching to me, to the extent that they triggered in Khim the sense of joyful remembrance and visceral contentment, which she could thankfully access or achieve via the sounds of music, with or without the images of movie. They represented and constituted a potent nexus of mood elixir, diversion therapy and audiovisual entertainment, in which I routinely indulged Khim, even when she was gravely ill at home or in hospital, so as to soften the reality that many of the things and folks that she treasured had departed, and that she was increasingly facing her very own mortality, albeit never alone and always in my company, right up to the final moments. In concluding the discussion on Khim’s musical journey, I would hereby very much like to dedicate wholeheartedly the following composition of mine to her journey of life as well as music.

Journey of Life

Life Cycle

Away from the territories of songs and dramas, and far removed from the glitz and glamour of the motion picture industry, Khim had also found firm footings in diverse areas. Documentary films about Nature, animals and plants also interested Khim, especially those narrated by Sir David Attenborough. Apart from those pertaining to music and dance, she would readily engage in watching infotainments, educational programmes, variety shows and television series about food, health, cooking, gardening, travelling, jewellery, antiques, culture, history, Egyptology, Mayan archaeology, and the magic of David Copperfield. In recent years, Khim had come to appreciate astronomy and science more than usually ever since she took a very special liking for Brian Cox and his science programmes such as the Wonders of… series, Human Universe and Forces of Nature, even as her memory of the late Carl Sagan and his award-winning 1980 television series Cosmos: A Personal Voyage gradually faded into oblivion. Khim was also keen on viewing and mentioning the ever-active and engaging Chris Brown, a veterinary surgeon, television presenter and author who is best known for the Australian factual television series called Bondi Vet.

Leonard Nimoy and William Shatner in Star Trek (12 Jan 1968)

Leonard Nimoy and William Shatner in Star Trek (12 Jan 1968)

In the science fiction department, she was very fond of watching the old TV series Buck Rogers in the 25th Century, Lost in Space, Space 1999, Stargate SG-1 and Star Trek, the latter of which is the same age as me, preceding my birth by just 22 days. Amazingly, I discovered that Khim and the two lead actors in Star Trek were all born in the same year and month, whereby Khim is four days older than William Shatner (as Captain Kirk), who in turn is four days older than Leonard Nimoy (as Spock). Now that Khim passed away recently and Leonard did so four and a half years ago, William is the only one alive. Beam Khim up, Kirk! Overall, Khim had continued to watch the two growing older and closer in the Star Trek films and television series, as she herself, the oldest of the three, also accumulated years of memories and interstellar wisdom as she witnessed the original cast of the series enduringly embarking on “the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its continuing mission: to explore strange new worlds. To seek out new life and new civilizations. To boldly go where no one has gone before!

More importantly, Khim turned me into her silver-screen partner and her home-cinema chaperone, given that very early on, Khim was all too successful in instilling such interests of hers in me without much prompting or encouragement. As a result, she could share and communicate her knowledge and enjoyment of such interests with me more than with anyone else. It is as though Khim was preparing me very far in advance to be her eventual companion when she became a widow such that she could still admire her matinée idols and movie stars whilst having me around to share her excitements, and when necessary or requested, to clarify, explain, interpret or translate for her the conversations and plots of whatever she happened to be watching on TV or DVD.

Recorded on film and later transferred to video on DVD for posterity, like scenes leaping out of a Hollywood storyboard, Khim’s wedding celebrated in a partly traditional Chinese and partly western ceremony was as satisfying and glamorous as she could hope for, not to mention that she wedded someone of her own choosing and to her liking, his also having good looks notwithstanding.

Khim’s Wedding Day with Her Mother and Sisters (2 April 1961 Sunday)

Khim’s Wedding Day with Her Mother and Sisters (2 April 1961 Sunday)

Khim’s Wedding Photo (2 April 1961 Sunday)

Khim’s Wedding Photo (2 April 1961 Sunday)

Khim and Her Husband Cutting the Wedding Cake (2 April 1961)

Khim and Her Husband Cutting the Wedding Cake (2 April 1961)

The memorable wedding of Khim and her other significant half was neither a marriage of convenience nor a union based on financial calculus. In Khim, my late father, or anybody for that matter, found and witnessed a beautiful being whose social value and outlook had, in her own ways and through her personality, her consistency and her conviction, both resisted and transcended many of the limits and influences that had been imposed by her gender, racial, educational and socioeconomic backgrounds, and that had been constrained and shaped by the cultural milieus and social circles available to her at the time. Having neither family inheritance nor family business to fall back upon, and having neither the means to receive tertiary education nor the luxury to enter the job market in which many occupations were often heavily reserved for the male population, she relied on her studiousness to ascend to the highest career available to those of her social standing and wealth or lack thereof, by becoming a primary school educator teaching six days a week for 36 years, later also fulfilling her roles as a wife and a mother of two sons. Not to be taken for granted and glossed over in this eulogy, Khim had gone as far as her circumstances and resources allowed, dedicating herself for about three-quarters of her life to many people’s welfare and education, both in school and at home.

Khim with Her Second Year C Class Students at Hu Yew Seah Girls’ School (輔友女學校) in Penang (Dec 1953)

Khim with Her Second Year C Class Students at Hu Yew Seah Girls’ School (輔友女學校) in Penang (Dec 1953)

In 36 uninterrupted years from 1950 to 1986, and for six days a week, Khim had taught at the following four schools:

  1. 毓南小學 (1950-1952) Penang, Malaysia
  2. 輔友女學校 (1952-1967) Hu Yew Seah Girls’ School, 41 and 45, Madras Lane, Penang, Malaysia
  3. 民衆學校 (1968-1972) Mun Choong (National Type Primary Chinese) School, Batu Village, Kuala Lumpur, Selangor, Malaysia
  4. 中華女校 (1973-1986) Sekolah Rendah Jenis Kebangsaan (SRJK Cina) Chung Hua Primary School at Ampang Road, Kuala Lumpur, Selangor, Malaysia

Khim had meticuolously documented her school life in one of the four autobiographical projects in the form of an epic 40-page essay entitled “Teaching at School (在校教書)”, in which the very first three paragraphs pertaining to Khim’s earliest experience and overall summary of the fourth and last school are included below. This is then followed by a scanned photo showing all of the 16 teachers of the school in 1975. The excerpt reveals which class and what subjects Khim taught; the number of teachers in school and the headmaster’s good looks, personality and family background; Khim’s relationship and attunement with her students in class and her discerning arrangement for those with good grades to serve as team leaders helping those with poor grades; plus Khim’s account of her numerous teaching duties to be carried out, various homework to be set and marked, as well as the main lessons, exercise books, textbooks and workbooks involved in different subjects; along with how Khim commuted to school and what she found out about her students in the canteen. On the whole, the three paragraphs constitute a fairly concise but intimate recollection of her life as a highly devoted educator and competent mentor as well as a friendly and observant colleague.

中華女校位於安邦路, 是一座兩層的建築物。 學生分上下午班上課, 三年級以上的班級在上午上課, 一年級和二年級在下午上課。 我教五年級, 除了英文, 馬來文和音樂, 其他的科目全部包辦, 並且還要兼別班的地理或歷史課。 全校共有十多位教師, 校長名叫梁含英。 她是上海人, 端莊美麗, 有的同事稱她小周璇。 周璇是中國四十和五十年代的電影明星, 人長得美麗, 歌聲很好, 有金桑子的美稱。 梁校長在小的時候不幸患上小兒痲痺症, 她家境很好, 她的父親找名醫替她治療, 雖然沒有治好, 但是她走起路來並不跛得很利害。 她為人和藹可親, 和同事都很合得來。

我第一天去上就喉嚨不舒服, 接著聲音沙啞, 最後說話沒有聲音, 幸虧幾天就好了。 我有一個感覺, 就是學生見我是新來的老師, 他們想探試我的教學能力, 後來知道我確實能勝任, 也就心服了, 很尊敬我。 教室裡的桌椅排列成六七行, 我每行選出一個成績優良的學生做組長, 幫忙教成績差的學生。 級長幫忙收作業簿和派作業簿, 休息時在教室外面的黑板上填寫學生出席和缺席人數。 我們做老師的工作實在很忙, 要批改的作業很多。 比如華語科就有大小楷, 生字, 抄書, 聽寫, 週記, 作文等。 算術科除了正課 A B 兩本練習簿, 還有補充教材作業簿, 科學地理歷史也有補充教材作業簿。 所以我們一空節就忙著改簿子, 至於週記和作文簿, 只有帶回家去改了。 我們每天大概有一兩節的空節, 如果這天有老師生並請假, 校長就會編有空節的老師去代課, 代課老師多數是給學生看圖書, 維持班上的秩序。

學校有兩輛校車, 一輛負載市區的學生, 另一輛負責載淡江, 安邦再也及安邦新村的學生, 從此我就搭校車學校, 不必辛苦去搭巴士了。 學校有一個食堂, 我調查到我那班學生很多沒有吃早餐, 他們父母給他們零用錢, 他們來到學校就到食堂去買冰水喝, 一點也不健康, 餓著肚子怎麼能集中精神讀書呢。 而我還是和以前一樣, 帶麵包去吃, 放學回到家才吃午餐。

Khim’s Third Year as a School Teacher in 中華女校 Sekolah Rendah Jenis Kebangsaan (SRJK Cina) Chung Hua Primary School at Ampang Road, Kuala Lumpur, Selangor, Malaysia (1975)

Khim’s Third Year as a School Teacher in 中華女校 Sekolah Rendah Jenis Kebangsaan (SRJK Cina) Chung Hua Primary School at Ampang Road, Kuala Lumpur, Selangor, Malaysia (1975)
Khim was the second teacher from the right in the front row. She was the only one of the seated seven to have both feet fully visible, since she chose to sit without crossing her feet. She was also the only lady in the front row not bringing or holding a handbag.

I can still vividly recall that Khim and I had to wake up at half past five in the morning to get ready for going to different schools in the 1970s, as I had never attended the school at which Khim taught, for my parents had all along decided to send me to the larger Lai Meng Chinese Primary School (黎明華文小學) located more than one third farther than the distance between her school and home, the annoying traffic jam as well as the bothersome air and noise pollutions coupled with the tropical heat and humidity notwithstanding. Even after returning home from school in the early afternoon, Khim had to make time for doing some house chores and marking her students’ homework and tests as well as preparing lesson plans and documenting curricula before the next day began. Despite having to wade through my heavy loads of homework assigned to me by my school teachers every day except Sunday, I would regularly go through stacks of exercise books that Khim had taken home to mark so that I could read some of her best students’ essays. The two outstanding pupils who had impressed me the most were 黃明鑽 and 李玉梅, who had exceptional writing skills and very attractive handwritings (especially the former), and both of whom I had always remembered fondly and mentioned occasionally to Khim throughout all these years. To what extent Khim had been responsible for (inspiring and contributing to) the achievements of such brilliant students cannot be determined, since I had never met those students and had hardly ever witnessed how Khim taught in school, even at the best of rare opportunities. Nevertheless, I can attest to the fact that the standards of the two abovementioned students’ essays and other homework had far exceeded what was considered to be highly satisfactory, never mind the average. Perhaps one could indeed link my having been exposed to such brilliant achievements at such an early age to my ongoing attention to seeking improvement and maintaining excellence in my own writings as well as those of my former students at universities. Such were the influences and legacies of Khim as a teacher (and mother), whether directly and intentionally or not.

Khim at the Sports Competition of Her School (1983)

Khim at the Sports Competition of Her School (1983)

Khim’s Last Complete Year as a School Teacher in 中華女校 Sekolah Rendah Jenis Kebangsaan (SRJK Cina) Chung Hua Primary School at Ampang Road, Kuala Lumpur, Selangor, Malaysia (Oct 1985)

Khim’s Last Complete Year as a School Teacher in 中華女校 Sekolah Rendah Jenis Kebangsaan (SRJK Cina) Chung Hua Primary School at Ampang Road, Kuala Lumpur, Selangor, Malaysia (Oct 1985)

As a long-term educator devoted to her profession since 1950, Khim retired in mid-March 1986 from teaching, leaving many students as well as teachers a lasting legacy stretching over 36 years, having taught the majority of school subjects, including Chinese, civics, science, maths, history, geography, arts and physical education, except Malay, English and music. On Sunday, 12 October 2008, Wei Fen Zhang, the former deputy headmaster of Khim’s former school (中華女校前任副校長張偉芬) — one of Khim’s most beloved younger fellow teachers who blogs by the name of 窗户之歌 — wrote as follows in a heartfelt post entitled “痛击” about the often unspoken challenge, sacrifice and dedication of being a teacher, especially the honourable and stalwart kind that Khim had never ceased to be even beyond retirement.

孟子曾云:“得天下英才而教育之,一乐也。”基于这个信念,她几乎把毕生的青春都奉献给了教育。不敢说是伟大,但秉着敬业乐业的精神,默默地耕耘不问收获,更没有野心,仅仅只是想把知识学问传授给下一代,更乐莫过与和莘莘学子一起分享人生阅历、和他们一起笑,一起开心。她仅想专注于教书工作,因为她认为一个老师的价值不在于追求个人的荣誉,而是在于学生毕业二十年后在他们的记忆里还有个曾经教他们“人生”的小学老师。

Chung Hua Primary School Alumni Association
中華女校校友會 校友回校日
Khim (温琴京) can be seen at 28:21 and 30:01

Despite being limited in her means, Khim had been prodigiously generous and protractedly unstinting, especially in the case of providing for her own mother. Whilst staying and teaching in George Town, Penang, from the late 1940s to the early 1960s, Khim’s monthly allowance to her mother (陳瑾蘭) who stayed with her fourth elder brother (温墉京) always amounted to half of her monthly salary. After our whole family moved to Kuala Lumpur, Selangor in December 1967, Khim still gave away a quarter of her salary to her mother on a monthly basis, and continued to provide an allowance even long after her mother passed away at the age of 99, stopping only when her fourth brother passed away at the age of 82.

Khim at the Toowoomba Carnival of Flowers (22 Sep 1990)

Khim at the Toowoomba Carnival of Flowers (22 Sep 1990)

Khim’s humanity and virtue as expressed by her unremitting sense of love and sacrifice as well as her degree of filial piety and family devotion can also be amply demonstrated by the two inspirational idioms and one educational poem that she included with explanations in her following writing, which she specifically signed as a mother (母字, literally meaning “mother’s words”) on 12 Dec 2011. Though the writing was meant to be read by her child(ren), its moral values and relational implications are so universal, far-reaching and benevolent that they are broadly applicable to any human being who wishes or intends to live a principled and virtuous life.

        順便抄錄兩個成語:

(一) 飲水思源: 喝水的時候想到水的來源, 比喻人在幸福的時候不忘掉幸福的來源。

(二) 感恩圖報: 感激他人對自己所施的恩惠而設法報答。

我在裝剪報的紙袋裏, 找到一張複印的資料, 可作為座右銘。 座右銘的意思是寫出來放在坐位旁邊的格言。 格言是含有教育意義的成語。

幸福家庭

人生如夢亦如電        有緣千里來相逢
真誠關懷多付出        包容他人修自己
做有利對方之事        常送小禮增情趣
萬里長城今猶在        不見當年秦始皇
雖然理得還饒人        讓他十分又何妨
孝敬慈悲愛鄰里        家樂世和笑融融

母字 12-12-2011
Khim and Her Young Family on an Outing (Feb 1968)

Khim and Her Young Family on an Outing (Feb 1968)

Visiting the Singapore Chinese Garden 裕華園 (Dec 1976)

Visiting the Singapore Chinese Garden 裕華園 (Dec 1976)
Middle photo: 鍾廷勤 温琴京 温菊京 in the back row
黃祺聖 鍾凱維 黃祺敏 in the front row

Khim and Her Siblings in Middle Age (12 May 1992)

Khim and Her Siblings in Middle Age (12 May 1992)
From left to right: 温美京 温燕京 温菊京 温琴京 温寶京

In Malaya (the former name of Peninsular Malaysia before independence), Khim’s parents spawned ten children in equal proportion of gender between 1920 and 193. In late 2019, all of her female siblings except Khim are still alive and reasonably healthy. Judging by the five sisters’ temperament and appearance, there has always been the consensus that Khim is the sweetest, gentlest, kindest and prettiest. Of the five, she was second in seniority. The eldest is eleven years older, soon to become a centenarian.

Khim as a Young Adult (1 Apr 1956)

Khim as a Young Adult (1 Apr 1956)

A cousin of mine once mentioned that Khim’s good looks were those of one in a million. From a very young age, Khim had always appeared to be a person of mixed race, sometimes looking more European than even a true Eurasian. So far, no one has been able to ascertain as to whether there was any trace of Caucasian on Khim’s maternal side of the family. The best account so far of the alleged infusion of foreign blood is that Khim’s six-year old maternal grandfather who migrated with his father from California to China had a tall stature and fair complexion, as recounted by Khim’s mother. However, there is still no one who knows with certainty whether Khim’s maternal grandfather was indeed Caucasian, Eurasian or Asian. Whilst pursuing family history and genetic profiling may shed light on Khim’s atypical looks, I have not yet entertained any detailed genealogical research nor deployed genetic tracing of her ancestry to resolve this mystery, though my having four locks of her hair could potentially provide some answers in the future through science.

Khim at 24 Looking Like Leslie Caron and Queen Elizabeth II (1955)

Khim at 24 Looking Like Leslie Caron and Queen Elizabeth II (1955).
The two photos represent the tokens of Khim’s premarital love for her future husband.
See Khim’s handwriting on the back of each photo below for an examination of the respective provenances of the photos.

Khim Wrote, Signed and Dated Photos of Her Looking Like Leslie Caron and Queen Elizabeth II (1955)

Khim Wrote, Signed and Dated Photos of Her Looking Like Leslie Caron and Queen Elizabeth II (1955)
The exact dates on which the two studio portraits were taken are unknown, even though Khim (琴京) had written and signed at the back of both photos, in what seems to be her best Chinese handwriting ever, and in exactly the same format, position and orientation, that each of the photos was (meant to be) a gift for 廷勤, to whom she would marry in about half a decade. It is both interesting and intriguing that Khim dated the left photo 一九五五,三,十八 (18 March 1955), which corresponded to her 24th birthday not long after they were both acquianted in that year, and the right photo 一九五六,十二,廿五 (25 December 1956), which corresponded to his 25th birthday. In any case, when Khim actually wrote on those photos, and whether she did so in succession or after an unknown interval, are impossible to determine with complete certainty, even though one may logically assume that Khim had indeed penned on each of the photos on the respective written date and then given each as a present to 廷勤, who had treasured and kept both photos for posterity. As the tokens of Khim’s premarital love for her future husband, the two photos had existed together in good condition for about 65 years, culminating in being scanned, presented and explained by Khai in this eulogy.

Simply put, since the photos were tokens of love and the dates corresponded to birthdays, the written dates are more likely to be indicating when the photos were given as gifts than when they were taken in the respective photo studios.

Khim Looking like Barbra Streisand with a Beehive Hairdo (1964)

Khim Looking like Barbra Streisand with a Beehive Hairdo (1964)

Khim’s Caucasian-like features might have even resulted in, or been related to, my having brown hair as a child until the age of five or six, my being called various names in high school, and my being the tallest amongst cousins and uncles. Khim and an aunt of mine joked at times that my mixed-race appearance was the result of my being born a jaundice baby and given blood transfusion from a Caucasian donor, and at other times that I was found abandoned in a bin and adopted by my parents. Khim’s second elder brother (温旭京) was even questioned by his friends as to whether Khim had married a Caucasian, when interracial marriages were still quite rare if not tabooed then. For many years right up to the present, I have been often deemed to be a person of mixed race or even as a Caucasian, especially in Chinatown and other suburbs heavily populated by Asians. On numerous occasions, when I walked into certain Chinese or Asian shops offering goods or services, some of the workers, merchants, retailers or salespersons there would be quite surprised if I were to speak in Mandarin or Cantonese, for they had not anticipated that someone having such degree of interracial or Caucasian features could have an excellent command of their mother tongue or Chinese dialect. Once, as I entered a shop selling antique reproductions and porcelain wares, the eldest Chinese guy who appeared to be the shop owner said to one of his shop assistants in Mandarin, “You go and deal with this white fellow in English.” On a fine day in the early 2010s, at the Abbey Medieval Festival in Caboolture, North Brisbane, I asked a few folks out of curiosity what they considered my racial or cultural origin to be, whereupon they mistook me to be a Jordanian, much to my surprise and amusement. Admittedly, their conclusion, largely based on my appearance (and perhaps my accent), could have also been influenced by the fact that I was wearing what seemed to be an ethnic hat with a very long and draping tassel attached to the top.

Khim and Her Young Family at Home and Out (Feb 1968)

Khim and Her Young Family at Home and Out (Feb 1968)

Khim and Her Young Family (Feb 1968)

Khim and Her Young Family (Feb 1968)

Khai and His Brother (Sep 1972)

Khai and His Brother (Sep 1972)

Khim and Her Young Family (Sep 1972)

Khim and Her Young Family (Sep 1972)

Khai & Khim (Sep 1972)

Khai & Khim (Sep 1972)

Khim and Her Young Family at Home (Sep 1972)

Khim and Her Young Family at Home (Sep 1972)

Needless to say, Khim’s seemingly interracial appearance had garnered many compliments as well as confusions over the years, and twice nearly cost her freedom, or potentially her very life. During the second world war, one of the occupying Japanese soldiers confronted and asked Khim who happened to be playing outdoors, “Chinese ka? English ka?”, whereupon her neighbour promptly replied to the soldier, “Chinese.” The same sort of interrogation later happened again when Khim was at the entrance of a Chinese pharmacy. Had the Japanese soldiers not believed Khim, she would have been sent to an internment camp as an enemy alien, her life thus taking a dramatic and tragic turn.

Khim as a Child

Khim as a Child

Khim as the Swan🦢Princess in a School Fete Production of Swan Lake (1947)

Khim as the Swan🦢Princess in a School Fete Production of Swan Lake (1947)

Even more importantly, Khim’s looks was also the very key to her meeting her life partner. At the age of sixteen in 1947, she was the very student in her school chosen for the lead role to perform as the Swan🦢Princess in a drama similar to Tchaikovsky’s Ballet “Swan Lake”, to be a part of the fete to fund the school.

Swan Lake

Played and recorded in real-time on the organ by Khai as a tribute to Khim

Khim later repeated the same performance at my late father’s high school, where he was standing guard as a member of the St John ambulance team, and where he first laid eyes on Khim. Their marriage took place 14 years later, during which no other suitors were ever successful in courting Khim and catching her heart.

Let us dive into more detail. After that performance, the Swan🦢Princess was not destined to truly meet and really know her prince until they were brought together by serendipity at another chance encounter eight years into the future. On that fateful day prior to Khim’s birthday in 1955, Khim and her younger sister Yean Kin Woon (温燕京) were paying another regular visit to their eldest sister (温寶京). On their return trip, they boarded the bus and sat on the seat behind the bus steps. Khim saw by chance a young man sitting in front of the bus steps. Impressed by the attractive aspect of his hair, she uttered, “Look, that person’s hair is beautiful.” Her sister listened and then told Khim to speak quietly so as to prevent the other person from hearing her. Khim promptly kept quiet and said nothing else. Soon, when the bus arrived at the front of an Indian temple, the two sisters dismounted.

Not long after, on one fine day, a young man suddenly appeared at where Khim lived and told her that he would like to find her sister. Khim looked at him and thought that he seemed to be the person whom she saw on the bus that day. He then introduced himself as 鍾廷勤 to Khim and mentioned where he currently worked, thus setting their slow-burning romance and the rest of their lives in motion. Khim later learnt from him that there was also another fateful coincidence: when Khim’s abovementioned sister Yean Kin (燕京) was working as a temporary teacher in Ipoh, Perak, unbeknown to her, she filled the very teaching position that he had vacated earlier after teaching there for two years and deciding to seek a new line of work back in George Town, Penang.

Since the introduction, it was to take six more years before the wedding bells rang. Regardless of the nature of those coincidences and chance meetings, Khim had since marvelled at my late father’s resourcefullness to locate her (and her sister) so that he could formally introduce himself to the Swan🦢Princess whom he first saw eight years earlier and still remembered. Moreover, there seemed to be the parallel contrast or ying-and-yang complementarity between my father and my mother in how they first viewed each other, insofar as he was silently impressed by her beauty whilst she danced with others on the stage in 1947, and she was volubly attracted by his head of hair whilst he sat by himself motionlessly on the bus in 1955.

Khim’s Wedding Day (2 April 1961 Sunday)

Khim’s Wedding Day (2 April 1961 Sunday)

On the whole, Khim had chosen her life partner wisely and patiently, turning down many suitors, including those who were far more affluent than my late father ever was. In other words, Khim had purposely forgone the opportunity of finding a financially rich husband to support her, as she put moral character above material wealth, regardless of her partner’s apparent social status. To that end, Khim valued and evaluated her partner by a standard of virtue commensurate with her upbringing and worldview without compromising her social values.

Khim’s Wedding Day (2 April 1961 Sunday)

Khim’s Wedding Day (2 April 1961 Sunday)

The original wedding greeting card for Khim dated 2nd April 1961 from Sow Chee Chan (陳壽志), the Husband of Khim’s sister Yean Kin Woon (温燕京).

The original wedding greeting card for Khim dated 2nd April 1961 from Sow Chee Chan (陳壽志), the Husband of Khim’s sister Yean Kin Woon (温燕京).

Indeed, as the Swan🦢Princess, Khim had faithfully paired for life with her chosen partner who had also chosen her to be the one and only. They lived happily ever after in Malaysia and then Australia for 42 years, 7 months and 21 days, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health.

Khim was never a person who would willingly and overtly show her emotional vulnerability to the public even at her late husband’s deathbed and funeral. Nevertheless, Khim had trusted me long enough that she could drop all her guard and reveal her raw emotion and deep trauma to such an extent that I clearly remember how devastated Khim felt when she first became a widow. Mired by the sheer enormity and stark reality of no longer having her beloved one around, Khim finally lost all of her stoic resistance and slipped into deep melancholy and utter despondency, even verging on shock and amnesia, as I alone approached even closer to console her, who had then plopped herself down on the toilet seat as she collapsed emotionally in the en suite bathroom, visibly paralysed by the grievous loss of her life partner to a drawn-out illness. It took a while before Khim could be comfortably escorted by me to the living room.

In time, Khim recovered and gained the perspective of time and her place in the larger scheme of things. On the same day every year, Khim and I commemorated his passing in front of his large portrait photograph with offerings and speeches recounting some of the significant family events and histories. Fortunately, there had always been numerous photos with which Khim and I could reminisce about the old times. As Khim aged and increasingly found retrieving photo albums and flipping through their leaflets to be taxing and tiring, I had, over the course of about one and a half decades, carefully selected and decoratively framed dozens of the best photos, including the following three, to hang on walls, place on bookshelves and exhibit in display cabinets, so that Khim could enjoy seeing those photos wherever she happened to be at home, even including the convenient luxury of her having the vantage point and comfort of sitting on the sofa and turning her head in various directions to browse around.

Khim at Her Husband’s Award Ceremony in Malaysia (3 Jun 1981)

Khim at Her Husband’s Award Ceremony in Malaysia (3 Jun 1981)

Khim and Her Husband at Home (Jan 1984)

Khim and Her Husband at Home (Jan 1984)

Khim and Her Husband at the Toowoomba Carnival of Flowers (22 Sep 1990)

Khim and Her Husband at the Toowoomba Carnival of Flowers (22 Sep 1990)

Khai & Khim in the Heart Health Clinic at the Royal Bribane and Women’s Hospital (11 Oct 2018, 12:40 PM Thursday)

Khai & Khim in the Heart Health Clinic at the Royal Bribane and Women’s Hospital (11 Oct 2018, 12:40 PM Thursday)

Setting aside the unfortunate fact that Khim was the first one in all of her siblings to be widowed, it is not commonly known that Khim differed from her sisters in one significant way that ultimately hastened her physical decline and compressed her twilight years. The endearing distinctness and positive attributes that Khim carried with her seemed to have come with a cost, for in the genetic lottery, nature can also create deficits, which in my mother, had manifested as having a weaker constitution compared to those of her female siblings. Whilst Khim had been blessed with being born with appealing interracial features, she did not seem to have inherited fitness-conferring cross-bred genes, considering that her health had not exhibited much evidence of benefiting from heterosis, hybrid vigour or outbreeding enhancement. This was collaborated by Khim’s own account of her fitness and physicality. For example, she was all along aware of her subpar condition, having intimated to me that she could never match her siblings in strength, speed and endurance, that she would always be the one to pant and run out of steam first. By extension, I wonder how much or what proportion of Khim’s gentle temperament and sweet nature can be correlated or attributed to her congenital delicacy, to the extent that she lacked the extra robustness and vitality to be more feisty and assertive in her temperament.

Khai & Khim in Her Tiffany Blue Dress outside the Chapel at the Wesley Hospital (25 Jul 2018, 11:26 AM Wednesday)

Khai & Khim in Her Tiffany Blue Dress outside the Chapel at the Wesley Hospital (25 Jul 2018, 11:26 AM Wednesday)

As Khim aged, those physical deficits began to affect her memory, intellect, mobility and quality of life, and eventually spawned comorbidities and complications, which she had borne with acceptance, if not insouciance. In spite of Khim being given the benefits of Tai Chi, acupuncture, regular exercises, physiotherapy, supplements, medications, hospitalizations, as well as all of the care, love and attention that I could muster, she slipped inexorably into frailty and senescence, against my hope for her recovery and her will to live.

Although many people had complimented the octogenarian Khim on her appearance, especially her overall beauty, wrinkle-free countenance, noticeably slim and curvy figure, and looking relatively young for her age, some folks had also noted her frailty as early as a decade before her passing. For instance, after taking Khim for a walk at a nearby parkland in July 2010, a family friend commented to me that Khim’s looks were those of someone in their 60s, but her gait was that of somebody in their 70s. Khim had had to contend with her declining ability to locomote unaided and the necessity of relying on a rollator, not to mention her increased risk and incidence of falling. In any case, Khim was very fortunate to have never suffered from any severe or long-term injury, even though she had lost her balance and hit the ground numerous times, often with little or no warning, even as careful and vigilant as both of us had tried to be. It is no wonder that Khim herself was all too conscious of the fact that age had not been gracious enough to sit lightly on her during the final decade of her life.

In the last two or three years, Khim encountered greater challenges in grasping the logic and intricacies of the more nuanced conversations and storylines, whether in real life, TV shows or movies, and thus compensated by watching a larger portion of action films with simpler plots and relatively straightforward dialogues. The results from Khim taking diagnostic adjuncts and screening devices such as the Rowland Universal Dementia Assessment Scale (RUDAS) and the Mini-Mental State Examination (MMSE) or Folstein test had indicated a mild cognitive impairment in relation to registration (repeating named prompts), attention and calculation, recall, language, ability to follow simple commands, and orientation to time and place. According to Khim’s general physician and geriatrician, the cause of her cognitive difficulties and gait disturbance was cerebrovascular disease, the ultimate effects of which could have been just as debilitating as those of a neurodegenerative process like senile dementia, had she indeed survived to be (nearly) as old as her mother who lived one-eighth longer.

Khai visiting Khim daily from morning till evening and gifting a gemstone necklace to her at the Royal Brisbane and Women's Hospital (7 Jun 2019, 1:24 PM Friday)

Khai visiting Khim daily from morning till evening and gifting a gemstone necklace to her at the Royal Brisbane and Women’s Hospital (7 Jun 2019, 1:24 PM Friday)
Placed on the bed were Khai’s Panasonic CD player used for Khim’s music therapy and a white balloon functioning like a badminton shuttlecock to be hit back and forth with the palm by Khai & Khim in turn to encourage the latter to exercise.

Khai & Khim with Clinical Cardiologist and Associate Professor of Medicine, Dr David M Colquhoun at the Wesley Hospital (27 Nov 2009, 3:44 PM Friday)

Khai & Khim with Clinical Cardiologist and Associate Professor of Medicine, Dr David M Colquhoun at the Wesley Hospital (27 Nov 2009, 3:44 PM Friday)
Khim had been the longest attending patient of Dr David M Colquhoun for 31 years since 1989.

Khai & Khim outside the Florist’s Shop at the Wesley Hospital (13 Mar 2017, 12:11 PM Monday)

Khai & Khim outside the Florist’s Shop at the Wesley Hospital (13 Mar 2017, 12:11 PM Monday)

Khai & Khim with Dr Graciela Fanning at Indooroopilly Family Practice (Friday, 3 Aug 2018, 10:02 AM)

Khai & Khim with Dr Graciela Fanning at Indooroopilly Family Practice (3 Aug 2018, 10:02 AM Friday)

Khai & Khim with nurse Susan Huang at the Wound Management Clinic of the Royal Brisbane and Women’s Hospital (6 Nov 2018, 12:11 PM Tuesday)

Khai & Khim with nurse Susan Huang at the Wound Management Clinic of the Royal Brisbane and Women’s Hospital (6 Nov 2018, 12:11 PM Tuesday)

Khai & Khim at the Wound Management Clinic of the Royal Brisbane and Women’s Hospital (6 Nov 2018, 12:15 PM Tuesday)

Khai & Khim at the Wound Management Clinic of the Royal Brisbane and Women’s Hospital (6 Nov 2018, 12:15 PM Tuesday)

As the preceding eight photos show, Khim’s subpar condition had required Khai to chaperone her regularly for various physician office visits, clinical examinations, hospitalizations, prescription drugs, wound managements, physiotherapies and other medical interventions.

In spite of Khim not measuring up in physical mobility, health and lifespan to those of her sisters, both Khai & Khim had consistently made the most of their times and situations together since immigrating to Australia, even more so since her becoming a widow, insofar as Khim, with Khai’s ongoing care, support, encouragement and participation, had well and truly remained the only one of all of the ten siblings to have bonded most deeply, completely and multifariously with her sole caregiver and final companion; to have been settled and then naturalized in a foreign country outside of Southeast Asia; to have learnt and continued playing a musical instrument as long as she was physically and mentally capable of doing so; to have experienced the widest range of music as well as the plethora of songs, shows and stars; to have documented her life and history through typing, writing, journaling and word processing; and to have been decked out in stylish dresses, bespoke hats and refined jewelleries on routine outings, even on the penultimate day of her life. One might indeed wonder how much more there could be told in the tale of Khai & Khim with respect to what they would have achieved and enjoyed in being together, if the latter had been fortunate enough to thrive in better health for another decade well into the 2020s.

Khai & Khim at a Jewellery Shop (30 Oct 2018, 11:02 PM Tuesday)

Khai & Khim at a Jewellery Shop (30 Oct 2018, 11:02 PM Tuesday)

Only those who have had to deal with senescence and sarcopenia on a daily basis truly understand the extent to which what, how much and how often there is to endure when one’s life is marred by infirmity. As a close-knit duo, I and my late mother, known as Khai & Khim, managed to find sustenance and respite in our mutual love for each other, a love grown and adapted to our circumstances, a love forged and persisted in over a long period, in fact a period longer and in many ways closer than those of any other relationships in both of our lives, as evidenced by counting the actual number of days and hours that Khim and I had been together on Earth, and by the revelations offered in this eulogy.

Khai & Khim with Panther (29 ‎May ‎2014, ‏‎10:20 AM Thursday)

Nearing the end of this special eulogy for Khim, we are now ready to ask what is essentially so noteworthy, conspicuous and memorable about Khim in the final stage of her journey through life. If we were to give more credence to Khim’s agency in fashioning what is nowadays an increasingly uncommon scenario of the son caring for his mother to the very end, then we must consider not only Khai’s filial piety as the fulcrum of this relationship, but also how and why Khim managed to touch and charm those who were kind enough to be perceptive and caring towards her.

Khai & Khim with the front and side views of her ornate hat at Communify Supper Club (14 Jun 2018, 6:32 PM Thursday)
Khim’s ornate hat was one of about twenty made by Khai, whereas her stylish top was gifted to her by her youngest sister Mee Kin Woon (温美京) about 40 years ago in Penang before Khim’s retirement from teaching. The dress was designed and made by Khim’s younger sister Yean Kin Woon (温燕京)’s husband Sow Chee Chan (陳壽志)’s second brother’s wife, a competent tailor. In general, Khim in her old age could still comfortably fit into dresses that she wore in her youth many decades ago.
Watch the video below for a closer view of Khim’s ornate hat and dress.

Khai filming a heavy-eyed Khim (wearing an ornate hat made for her by the former) whilst dining and being entertained by a violin and cello duo playing “Amazing Grace” and “Waltzing Matilda” at Communify Supper Club (14 Jun 2018, 6:34 PM Thursday)

Khim on Her 75th Birthday with two sons, one daughter-in-law, three grandchildren and three family friends.

Khim on Her 75th Birthday with two sons, one daughter-in-law, three grandchildren and three family friends.

Contemplating her life as a whole, especially since her retirement from a 36-year teaching career, Khim can be regarded as an indispensable agent and dedicated facilitator scripting an immigrant success story, a story in which she had been more than just a sidekick to my late father in implementing the family transplantation commencing in the 1980s, prompted by the prospect of a better future for their progeny. Whilst my ever-helpful and civic-minded late father also took on various organizing and executive roles as well as volunteering activities in the Brisbane community for 16 years, Khim quietly settled into the roles of a housewife, a mother to her two sons, and later a mother-in-law and a grandmother to three grandchildren for twice the amount of time, 32 years in total. In other words, half of her time in Brisbane was spent as a widow.

After my helping Khim to complete her application for citizenship, she was pleased to become an Australian citizen on 26 August 2005, exactly nine years and seven months after I became one myself. Keeping in touch with an ever smaller circle of relatives and friends who were themselves aging, moving on or passing away, Khim would remain a widowed senior citizen in her newly adopted country for 14 years, about one sixth of her total lifespan, during which she would increasingly turn towards me for unswerving support and companionship, and during which she would be summoning up the best that still remained in her to achieve unprecedented outcomes and invaluable legacies, as this eulogy will continue to reveal. Khim and I would become inseparable in the final eight years, the last one eleventh of her life, as she continued to forge ahead with grace and dignity regardless of the degree of her dependency and indisposition.

Khim (3 days after her 79th birthday, 4:29 PM Sunday)

Khim (3 days after her 79th birthday, 4:29 PM Sunday)

Considering that all of her siblings have stayed and retired in Malaysia, Singapore and Thailand in Southeast Asia, it can be firmly concluded that Khim remained the one amongst her siblings who, whether by fate or design, ventured with her entire family the farthest from her country of origin and fashioned a brand new life in a faraway foreign land. In hindsight, one can also come to a further conclusion that my having migrated to Australia as a late teenager has been a blessing. Had the timing been earlier, there would be fewer opportunities to experience and consolidate the culture of my birth beyond having an ethnicity that ties me to my birthplace and Khim’s cultural origin. Whether or not the future that would have been available to Khai & Khim in Australia could have been greater and brighter had we immigrated earlier, one can indeed take comfort in realizing that my transition to a new life down under as a young adult rather than a child had substantially minimized the loss of my birth heritage, whilst being balanced by the gain of fresh opportunities that would have been unavailable to both Khai & Khim otherwise, had both of us immigrated much later or not at all. All in all, the timing of the immigration had ensured that both Khai & Khim were significantly compatible in their sociocultural profiles with respect to their common interests and the extent of their multilingualism and multiculturalism, all of which had been essential in providing varied ingredients and hybrid recipes for maintaining as well as flavouring their lifelong close relationship.

Khai & Khim at Shiki Oriental in the Food Court of Indooroopilly Shopping Centre (2 Oct 2018, 11:27 AM Tuesday)

Khai & Khim at Shiki Oriental in the Food Court of Indooroopilly Shopping Centre (2 Oct 2018, 11:27 AM Tuesday)

Khim took lessons and learnt to play the piano at around 20 years old, roughly three years older than the age at which I first taught myself to read music and to make sense of music theory, and then learnt to play the electronic organ by teaching myself at first and later taking lessons. Initially, Khim had to contend with a very old and poor quality piano that her father bought her. After two or three months, he sold it and bought a new piano, presumably on account of Khim’s good progress. From memory, Khim had only four years to learn the piano before moving away in 1955 with her mother and siblings to escape from her then increasingly abusive father who had married a new wife, who subsequently gave birth to five children, her half siblings, many of whom were to be professional musicians, as they followed in the footsteps of Khim to learn music, later becoming experts on the piano, organ, violin and conducting respectively. It would be quite fair and conceivable to think, believe, surmise or imagine that Khim had started the chain of musical dominoes, to the extent that had Khim not shown as much interest or aptitude in music and the piano, her father would not have bought her the old piano let alone the new one, and thus her half siblings might not have had the opportunities to begin taking music lessons about two and a half years after Khim began hers, and therefore their musical careers could have been inconceivable or unachievable.

Khim as a Young Adult Learning Piano in Her Early 20s

Khim as a Young Adult Learning Piano in Her Early 20s

Though Khim would never have the means to buy and own an acoustic piano for the rest of her life, during those brief few years, she managed to practise playing to her own satisfaction some familiar light classical music such as “The Maiden’s Prayer” and “In a Persian Market”. Khim must have had a wonderful time and a flair for learning and playing the piano, considering that she was able to progress rather quickly in spite of the fact that since music is akin to language to the extent that adult beginners generally have a much harder time than their child counterparts in mastering the demands and technicalities of playing a musical instrument well or speaking a foreign language fluently, not to mention that Khim was already working full time as a school teacher six days a week.

The musical proclivity of Khim is similar to my own in that my learning to master the electronic organ took me only 20 months as a young adult to progress from a complete beginner to a qualified instructor after having learnt from four teachers and being assessed and passed on the teaching grade by a chief examiner flown in from Japan for the occassion. And like Khim, I have never owned an acoustic piano and have never been fortunate enough to learn to play the piano both early and long enough to master it to a professional level. Indeed, my one and only chance to start playing the piano and to take lessons, albeit at an even older age and shorter timespan than Khim did, occurred at a tertiary music institution owing to my not possessing a piano at home. This opportunity for my becoming a piano student for the first time in my life arose as I approached my late 20s, when I was accepted in 1993 into the bachelor degree programme majoring in composition at the Queensland Conservatorium of Music, the first two years of which I boldly elected piano as a second study and plunged myself headlong into learning to play the piano music of Bach, Clementi, Poulenc, Rachmaninoff and Scriabin. Such a decision was a very tall order if not insane or foolhardy, considering that I had never hitherto received any private piano tuition, and that there was no acoustic or digital piano for me to practise at home. At the end of the first year, two Russian examiners oversaw my very first piano examination, during which I nervously played a polyphonic piece by Bach and also Rachmaninoff’s Prelude in B minor, Op. 32, No. 10, which was the composer’s personal favourite among his preludes, and which can sound magnificent in a rare but decent arrangement for orchestra and piano. Days later, I was thoroughly relieved to receive a positive review and a score of 86 (out of 100) from the examiners.

It was unfortunate that I had never had the opportunity to perform the Rachmaninoff’s Prelude and other pieces by the abovementioned composers for Khim whilst I could still physically do so. By the time I procured a portable concert grand piano in the early or mid 2000s, too much time had elapsed for my muscle memory and motor skill to retain those pieces to a satisfactory standard beyond the two years of piano study. Moreover, as mentioned in the discussion about Khim’s musical journey with respect to the kind and style of music that appealed to Khim, she would have almost certainly found some of these pieces to be a little too avantgarde or advanced to afford high degrees of compatibility with her aesthetic sensibility and to achieve effortless rapports with her musical taste, had I indeed been able to perform them at home. Yet, Khim would have been able to accustom herself towards such pieces and other similar ones if I were able to acquire the portable piano much sooner and play them anytime with ease in the comfort of our home. However, this particular brand and model of portable piano known as Technics sx-P50 with exceptional fidelity to the sound and touch of a Steinway concert grand was only available on the market in 2001.

In hindsight, one can see much more clearly that both Khai & Khim had taken a big chance and bold initiative to embrace active music making with the same acoustic musical instrument, on which both of them lavished love and time in spite of the disadvantages of having an upbringing deprived of music education. In any case, I have since gone on to compose plenty of compositions for the solo piano, one of which once demanded my staying continuously awake for 50 hours to finish composing, notating and printing it to be performed on 9 October 1997 at the New Music Collective Concert held in the Recital Hall of Queensland Conservatorium of Music, where the audience as well as both my late parents witnessed for about two hours the showcasing of seven of my compositions ranging from solos and chamber music for acoustic instruments, to one featuring electroacoustic music, dance and real-time computer animation, and another featuring computer animation synchronised to electroacoustic soundscape.

This particular piece for solo piano completed under the longest sleep deprivation that I have ever experienced is the slow and pensive second movement named “Stream of Infinity” from my four-movement Piano Sonata No. 3 entitled “Romancing Infinity”. Available for listening below, the said movement is hereby dedicated by me to Khim for her attending its premiere at the New Music Collective Concert, and for commemorating Khim’s love of the piano, Khim’s fondness of Cornel Wilde playing the role of Frédéric Chopin in one of her favourite movies called A Song to Remember, and Khim’s appreciation of Richard Clayderman and Władziu Valentino Liberace, the two pianists whom she had remembered the most, and whose music had given her a good deal of joy via the very instrument of which she could have truly developed a delightful mastery, had she been exposed to it throughout her childhood.

Stream of Infinity

Despite having the ear for music and the determination to entertain herself with music that she produced on a musical instrument of her choice, Khim was never to return to playing the piano even after I bought a portable concert grand piano with fully weighted keys and graded hammer action in the early or mid 2000s, mainly because after my encountering the Kawai electronic organ that Khim’s fourth elder brother (温墉京) bought for his two children (温世婷 and 温世政) to learn in the early 1980s, my own journey of music began in earnest and triggered a different chain of musical dominoes, or rather, a musical rollercoaster, taking Khim with me on a long and joyful ride making music together for almost the rest of her life, as explicated by the ensuing discussion.

To begin with, Khim’s liking for music was plain to see. Akin to Khim’s passing on to me her liking for the abovementioned movies and TV shows, her musical inclinations had also somehow infected me even though she did not have the means to afford buying musical instruments and paying for musical lessons for her children during their childhoods and teen years. Regardless, I was later to be fortunate enough to complete tertiary music educations majoring in composition, music theory and analysis, apart from having other degrees and qualifications. Moreover, I was very honoured that Professor Stephen Emmerson, my favourite lecturer in music who supervised two of my theses, who performed my compositions at two or more concerts and one recording session, and who has been an inveterate movie connoisseur, surprised me with his attending Khim’s funeral. Delighted by his arrival, I ushered him to sit in the front row and reminded him that he was the one who gifted me the DVD of the movie A.I. Artificial Intelligence with a two-disc set containing special features, and that the opening and closing music that I had chosen for the funeral ceremony was none other than the song entitled “For Always”, the theme song from the movie. To my amusement, he could not remember gifting me the DVD and had no recollection that the song originates from the movie. Admittedly, he visited and brought me the present many years ago, probably on a day in mid or late 2000s, as far as I can recall.

Once Khim had retired from teaching and even more so during her widowhood, our home began to be filled with more music and songs. Khim’s desire to perform music at home for her own pleasure was revived as she had not only more time for leisure after retirement but also more musical rapport from me, who already possessed a sizeable repertoire of pieces that she could learn, having amassed a large collection of sheet music and song books. For many years during her 50s, 60s and 70s, she was quite able to enjoy playing the electronic organ competently and contentedly under my tutelage and encouragement, beside her asking me to play her favourite pieces from time to time.

Khim Playing an Electronic Organ (Jan 1984)

Khim Playing an Electronic Organ (Jan 1984)

Khai & Khim with the Electronic Organ (25 Sep 1991)

Khai & Khim with the Electronic Organ (25 Sep 1991)

Khim’s favourite had always been playing some of the catchy music from Book 4 of “The Kawai Way: Method for Electronic Organ Techniques”, including “Love Me, Please Love Me”, “Soleado”, “Goodbye My Love”, “Moon River”, “Let Me Try Again”, “Papa Loves Mambo”, and “I Kiss Your Hand, Madame”. The latter, also known in German as “Ich küsse Ihre Hand, Madame”, which is the title track (sung by Ralph Erwin, text by Fritz Rotter) of a 1929 German drama film directed by Robert Land starring Harry Liedtke and Marlene Dietrich, was arranged and played by me in real-time on the electronic organ as a tribute to Khim as follows. Though Khim struggled to play the pieces printed in Book 4 well and never managed to fully master any of them, she liked having me around not just to share her music-making endeavours, but also to perform her favourite tunes for her on demand when she was tired of practising them. Regardless of the depth of my influence, Khim was the only one of all of the ten siblings to have actually learnt and spiritedly loved the art of music making to a level at which she could find enough satisfaction in committing herself to playing a musical instrument on a long-term basis.

Considering that Khim and I were two persons who had shared the most amount of time with each other than with anyone else in playing and listening to music as well as watching TV and movies together, I would hereby like to dedicate one of my compositions to Khim, which can be savoured in the following two soundtracks. Composed in two parts, the composition comes across as introspective soundscapes, which musically depict and sonically symbolize our lives spent together during Khim’s twilight years. As the title suggests, The Sunset Lingers On is slow and lingering without a clear sense of rhythm or pulse to guide the listener, who is left with shifting colours of sounds and suspensions (or elongations) of tones, as well as the melodic sinuosity and subtle (ex)changes in instrumentation. Certain small sections of the composition also contain bitonality, being in two different keys, which soon dissolve into one, like the final coming together of Khai & Khim to be with one another, united by their love for each other during her sunset years.

The Sunset Lingers On

SoundEagle on Sound, Society and Environment

58 years after first learning to play the piano, Khim was about to embark on an even bigger learning curve, for when Khim was nearing 78 years old, I made a momentous decision to initiate her into the realm of preserving history through writing, typing, journaling and (the use of) word processing. As someone who had never been a serious writer beyond marking students’ homework and composing numerous letters to relatives and friends over many decades, and also as a complete beginner who never hitherto used any kind of computer, Khim boldly accepted the challenge of carving out a new territory this late in her life to cultivate what would be dauntingly regarded as complex skills and major undertakings by plenty of people from her generation. It took Khim several months of patience and practice to gradually master my list of the basic functions and most useful commands, which she eventually noted down as follows on a piece of A4 paper, which she always had around her for reference during any word processing session. I also made sure that my eldest nephew (鍾宏昇), Khim’s very last Chinese language student, would help her to save and backup her file(s) before she finished a typing session.

Khim’s Notetaking of Khai’s Instructions on Word Processing (2009)

Khim’s Notetaking of Khai’s Instructions on Word Processing (2009)

Inputing traditional Chinese characters in Microsoft Word is never as straighforward as typing alphabets on the keyboard to form English words. Initially, Khim practised writing a diary to become familiar with using Microsoft Word to type out Chinese characters. After drafting one or more diary entries on a piece of A4 paper, Khim would transfer the contents to Microsoft Word, where each Chinese character required a few specific keystrokes to form, based on a predefined input template. Using the phonetic-based input method called Bopomofo (ㄅㄆㄇㄈ) or Zhuyin (注音), Khim would enter pronunciations by typing the keys with the corresponding phonetic symbols (注音符號), which were then converted into the relevant traditional Chinese characters (繁體字).

Phonetic Correspondence Table

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 0 ; , . / \ [ ] =
ˇ ˋ ˊ ˙

As one of the phonetic-based input methods for Chinese characters, Bopomofo (ㄅㄆㄇㄈ) or Zhuyin (注音) is one of the few input methods that are available on most modern personal computers without the need to download and install any additional software. Unlike stroke-based input methods, any phonetic-based input method only requires the user to know how to speak Mandarin and be able to recognize the Chinese characters. Entering the pronounciations rather than the strokes spares the user from having to construct the characters from scratch as required in writing Chinese. Consequetly, the phonetic-based input method is both an advantage and a disadvantage. It is an advantage insofar as users can type all the Chinese characters known to them by their phonetics or pronunciations. It is a disadvantage to the extent that it may cause language attrition and skill loss in adults since they no longer need to construct the characters, and that it may be a learning barrier for written Chinese in children.

Armed with the new word processing skill, the very first two diary entries were thus created by Khim on 19-20 Jan 2009, as shown below.

一月十九日 上午十一時三十分 星期一
在幾年前, 我和親友之間在農曆新年的時候, 都有互相寄賀年片。 那時, 我先列出一張名單, 温家和鍾家的親戚及朋友等, 差不多有二十人。 我花一個早上的時間在卡片上寫名字, 寫信封, 然後用漿糊粘黏好, 貼上郵票, 這時我的肩膀累得酸痛了。 在三年前, 我們就不再寄賀年片了, 而改用電話來祝賀新年了, 這樣就方便的多, 而且可以聽到對方的聲音。

一月二十日 下午八時 星期二
前天收到世昌寄來的賀年片, 真高興。 他每年都寄賀年片給我, 真是難得。 我趁星期日有空, 便打一個電話給他, 祝他新年快樂, 萬事如意。 他說他最近幾天到檳城去給諸叔叔及姑姑送禮, 他很尊敬長輩, 每年都送禮給親戚。 記得去年我回去檳誠時, 剛好靠近農曆新年, 所以也收到他給的禮物, 即是三粒柚子及三包花生。 這些東西都是怡保著名的物產, 我因為麻煩帶回澳洲, 除了送一粒柚子和一包花生給金女同學, 其餘的就給兄姐們吃了。

Khim worked on her Chinese diary until the end of April 2009. Beginning in the following month, in the good spirit of having more variety and getting her to write about her past events rather than just daily matters that she had been digesting into the diary form, I heartily recommended to Khim that she could start working on several autobiographical projects, which eventuated via Microsoft Word as follows.

English Title

Chinese Title

Length (Pages)

Date Started

Happy New Year 新年快樂 4 31 May 2009
Teaching at School 在校教書 40 20 Aug 2009
Family Stories 家庭故事 106 10 Mar 2011
The Story of Khim-Kin Woon 温琴京故事 23 11 Aug 2011

Overall, Khim finally became competent enough to be a writer successfully capturing her stories for posterity. Meticulously recalling and typing out various events in her life chronologically across several autobiographical projects constituted one of Khim’s most significant achievements. Khim persisted in those projects for four years from 2009 to 2012, as long as she had played the piano in her youth. Undoubtedly, Khim’s monumental accomplishment as a writer can indeed be regarded as a crowning glory in its own right. So far, Khim remains the only one of all of the ten siblings to have documented her history through typing, writing, journaling and word processing.

To demonstrate one of those four autobiographical projects, the first two paragraphs of her autobiography entitled The Story of Khim-Kin Woon (温琴京故事) are shown below as a handwritten draft and the finalized excerpt.

The First Two Pagargraphs of the Draft of Khim’s Autobiography (Aug 2011)

The First Two Pagargraphs of the Draft of Khim’s Autobiography (Aug 2011)

我的名字是温琴京 WOON KHIM KIN, 出生於一九三一年三月十八日。 我的父親温奈筠和母親陳瑾蘭是廣東梅縣松口人。 他們到南洋來之後, 父親在泰國康月管理表叔的樹膠園。 我有五個哥哥:兆京 旭京 飛京 墉京 穆京, 一個姐姐:寶京, 我排行第七, 下面還有三個妹妹:燕京 菊京 美京。 大哥在中國出世, 五年之後, 父親曾帶母親和大哥到檳城住了幾年, 大姐和二哥就在檳城出世。 後來父親又帶一家人回去中國, 兩三年之後, 又帶了一家人到泰國康月去居住, 其餘的子女都是在泰國康月出世的。

我們住的屋子很大, 一共有五個房間。 屋子裏最後面的地方很大, 右邊用來晾未乾透的膠片, 燻乾的膠片疊好就囤在左邊。 家裏的廚房相當大, 廚房外面是秤膠汁的地方, 旁邊有一口大井, 再過去就是製膠片的膠房。

Though Khim had stopped typing text in 2012, she continued writing several journals to record personal and family matters as well as to document her medical appointments and conditions.

In addition, I had also encouraged Khim to copy by hand a vernacular and illustrated version of the Chinese classic text Liao-Fan’s Four Lessons (了凡四訓), entitled Uncle Liao-Fan Telling Stories (了凡叔叔說故事). Almost on a daily basis, Khim began copying the 141-page text onto a 96-page exercise book from 11th April to 25th July of 2017, and then onto a hardcover journal that I bought her, entitled Finding Your Inner Goddess: A Journal of Self-Empowerment from 26th July 2017 to 17th April 2018. Two entries dated 19th and 20th of September 2017 are shown below.

Khim Copying a Portion of the Chinese Classic Text “Uncle Liao-Fan Telling Stories (了凡叔叔說故事)” onto a Journal of Self-Empowerment (19-20 Sep 2017)

Khim Copying a Portion of the Chinese Classic Text “Uncle Liao-Fan Telling Stories (了凡叔叔說故事)” onto a Journal of Self-Empowerment (19-20 Sep 2017)

The last four entries in the journal were copied from the text onto the journal on 22nd and 23rd of May 2018 when I brought the journal to her in the hospital where she was admitted for the whole of May, and later on 6th and 7th of August, barely two months after her discharge from the hospital. By then, it was clear to me that whilst writing continued to exercise Khim’s mind and her hand-eye coordination, she was very far from having the mood or energy to write everyday, as she found the task of copying text increasingly taxing due to her worsening health and frailty, which had begun to erode the beauty and neatness of her written words.

Three months later, I managed to encourage Khim to copy the Three Hundred Tang Poems (唐詩三百首), an anthology of poems from the Chinese Tang dynasty, onto a new and large 3D colouring book containing squares to guide her in writing those Chinese characters neatly. On an irregular basis between 3rd November and 19th December 2018, Khim was able to copy the first eight poems to her best ability. Though I was gratified by Khim’s spirit of tackling those poems, and was grateful that she could still write with reasonable legibility, it pained me a great deal to see that her speed and accuracy of copying were very much lower than what it used to be during her youth, and that the individual Chinese characters appeared to be significantly not as tidy and aesthetically pleasing as they did in the past. This deterioration was clearly visible in the fifth, sixth and seventh poems handwritten by Khim, as shown below.

Khim Copying the 5th, 6th and 7th of the “Three Hundred Tang Poems (唐詩三百首)” onto a 3D Colouring Book (Dec 2018)

Khim Copying the 5th, 6th and 7th of the “Three Hundred Tang Poems (唐詩三百首)” onto a 3D Colouring Book (Dec 2018)

Sadly, the ninth poem was the last entry in the colouring book, almost being copied in its entirety on the second day of the new year 2019, the day when Khim suddenly fell without warning near the entrance to her bedroom, hitting her head and then spending ten hours in the hospital. Even though Khim was declared by the medical examiners to have sustained no permanent injuries of any sort from the fall, she had somehow lost her will or willingness to copy any text or to write any more journal entries after the accident, thus signalling the very end of her prolific written words, the cessation of her memorable handwriting, and the termination of her disciplined penmanship.

I shall always cherish all that Khim had been able to express and reveal through her typing and writing. In hindsight, Khim seemed to have decided to lay down her pen and let her right hand rest in peace before its terminal decline could usher in illegibility, just as fatefully as she had departed from this world later in the year well before her mind could become a permanent captive of vascular dementia. Although Khim had effectively ceased to be a writer and book copier by the end of 2018, she never once had to miss being dressed up by me to go out and about looking her best, even right up to the penultimate day of her life.

Khai & Khim at the Christmas Luncheon in Suncorp Stadium (25 Dec 2018, 12:27 PM Tuesday)

Khai & Khim at the Christmas Luncheon in Suncorp Stadium (25 Dec 2018, 12:27 PM Tuesday)

Khai & Khim at the Suncorp Stadium (25 Dec 2018, 1:32 PM Tuesday)

Khai & Khim at the Suncorp Stadium (25 Dec 2018, 1:32 PM Tuesday)

Khai & Khim at a Swarovski Shop (11 Sep 2015, 11:05 AM Friday)

Khai & Khim at a Swarovski Shop (11 Sep 2015, 11:05 AM Friday)

Khim Dyeing Her Hair (20 ‎April ‎2014, ‏‎4:54 PM Sunday)

  • “A mother is she who can take the place of all others but whose place no one else can take.” — Cardinal Mermillod
  • “When you are looking at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know.” — Charley Benetto
  • “When you look into your mother’s eyes, you know that is the purest love you can find on this earth.” — Mitch Albom
  • “A mother’s arms are more comforting than anyone else’s.” — Princess Diana
  • “Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.” — George Eliot
  • “We are born of love; love is our mother.” — Rumi
  • “All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.” — Abraham Lincoln
  • “Mother is her son’s first god. She must teach him the most important lesson of all – how to love.” — T F Hodge
  • “If love is as sweet as a flower, then my mother is that sweet flower of love.” — Stevie Wonder
White, Yellow, Red and Pink Roses to be put by the Attendees into Khim’s Coffin at the Funeral Ceremony (31 Aug 2019, 9:28 AM Saturday)

White, Yellow, Red and Pink Roses to be put by the Attendees into Khim’s Coffin at the Funeral Ceremony (31 Aug 2019, 9:28 AM Saturday)

In the final analysis, what was really there between Khai & Khim? Perhaps it is all too easy, glib, flippant or perfunctory to just call it love, albeit an abiding love between a son and a mother. After all, the word “love” has been so indiscriminately tossed around, unreservedly brandied about and much overused across various forms of relationship throughout the ages that “love” as a universal term of recognition and devotion can easily become an overloaded cliché or a trite declaration, even if it can be (regarded as) the ultimate concept for capturing or encapsulating all of the diverse nuances of human compassion and tenderness. Nevertheless, no significant love can occur without a significant relationship, insofar as relationships are always at the core of human interactions.

What any perceptive and decent-minded person may learn, realize or appreciate from the story of Khai & Khim is that the personal(ized) relations and quintessential values (whether moral, spiritual, emotional or otherwise) associated with and entailed in caring for each other or others, with kindness, compassion, tolerance and inclusiveness, have to transcend the often rigid, constraining or stereotyped sociocultural frameworks and (inter)generational dynamics engendered or imposed by both our biology and our society, to the extent that such relations and values are ultimately broad, underlying human connections that are integral to our loving one another with truly unbridled authenticity, dependability and faithfulness.

Khai & Khim at Cecilia's Home (3 Aug 2013, 1:29 PM Saturday)

Khai & Khim at Cecilia’s Home (3 Aug 2013, 1:29 PM Saturday)

In any case, Khai being Khim’s long-term carer and filial child had been a bittersweet experience and poignant journey, filled and defined by multiple roles and myriad duties. Through her hindsight and in her gleeful belief, Khim rationalized her saving me from becoming another case of infant mortality as a paramount life-changing event having karmic significance. Khim had been outwardly content, grateful and proud in both confessing and professing to Khai that she was able to rescue Khai just in time from death from jaundice in his babyhood, so that, decades later, Khai could in turn cushion her from the ravages and indignities of old age, as well as to save her from being overwhelmed by life-threatening falls and illnesses.

In that regard, Khai had become not only what was in her heart and mind the final object of love, her serendipitous saviour, her unwitting insurance policy for a better life against decrepitude, but also what was in reality her confidant, best friend, companion, mentor, teacher, poet, artist, musician, dance partner, preserver of her history and heirlooms, fashion designer, hair beautician, milliner, jewellery maker, antique collector, interior decorator, librarian, shopper, cleaner, gardener, cook, nutritionist, therapist, nurse, secretary, butler, personal assistant and the like. These multiple roles and myriad duties carried out by Khai have unfolded for fifteen years and nine months since the start of her widowhood, evolving, improving and being refined to such an extent that Khim could thoroughly enjoy living at home, within which she found her regal palace, her ultimate sanctuary, her wondrous paradise, and without which she could enjoy being active outside the home, being out and about and stylishly dressed.

Khai & Khim with Cecilia at Indooroopilly Shopping Centre (3 July 2014, 10:29 AM Thursday)

Khai & Khim with Cecilia at Indooroopilly Shopping Centre (3 July 2014, 10:29 AM Thursday)

Khim & Lucy at Jamaica Blue, Indooroopilly (7 May 2019, 10:21 AM Tuesday)

Khim & Lucy at Jamaica Blue, Indooroopilly Shopping Centre (7 May 2019, 10:21 AM Tuesday)
Khim was wearing a fancy hat made by Khai.

Khim wearing a bespoke hat made for her by Khai to celebrate Mother’s Day (10 ‎May ‎2019, ‏‎10:28 AM Friday)

Khim at Communify Concert Club (28 Jun 2019, 10:06 AM Friday)

Khim at Communify Concert Club (28 Jun 2019, 10:06 AM Friday)

Khim at Communify Supper Club (9 Jun 2017, 5:31 PM Friday)

Khim at Communify Supper Club (9 Jun 2017, 5:31 PM Friday)

Khai & Khim at Communify Supper Club (9 Jun 2017, 5:33 PM Friday)

Khai & Khim at Communify Supper Club (9 Jun 2017, 5:33 PM Friday)

Khai & Khim at Communify Supper Club (10 Aug 2017, 5:49 PM Thursday)

Khai & Khim at Communify Supper Club (10 Aug 2017, 5:49 PM Thursday)

A Flower Arrangement at Khim’s Funeral - For Always and Beyond Goodbye (31 Aug 2019, 9:27 AM Saturday)

A Flower Arrangement at Khim’s Funeral, chosen by SoundEagle🦅 to be themed in this eulogy as For Always and Beyond Goodbye
(31 Aug 2019, 9:27 AM Saturday)

  • “No matter your age, you always need your mom.” — Anonymous
  • “Mothers hold their children’s hands for a short while, but their hearts forever.” — Anonymous
  • “There has never been, nor will there ever be, anything quite so special as the love between the mother and a son.” — Anonymous
  • “A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, but his mother the longest.” — Irish Proverb
  • “A mother’s happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.” — Honore de Balzac
  • “There is an enduring tenderness in the love of a mother to a son that transcends all other affections of the heart.” — Washington Irving
  • “A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.” — Washington Irving
  • “Holding my Mother’s ashes in my hand. A thunder of pain smashes in my heart. The beauty of her smile, always allowed me to go the extra mile. As thoughts pile up in my mind, the sound of her voice brings comfort. Even though she is gone, she taught me how to be strong. I am thinking of the day you were taken. A Son’s memories shattered in silence. But your life is a beacon for my soul. Mother, dearest Mother, no other woman compares to you. You were strong in the darkest hour and you showed me the strength to achieve victory. So at this moment my victories and achievements belong to you.” — Mark Frank
A Casket Spray of Colourful Flowers on Khim’s Coffin at the Funeral Ceremony (31 Aug 2019, 9:28 AM Saturday)

A Casket Spray of Colourful Flowers on Khim’s Coffin at the Funeral Ceremony (31 Aug 2019, 9:28 AM Saturday)

A young blogger by the name of Clint Dunham who mourned the loss of his dear friend in early 2016, and who has so far not resumed blogging, concluded his last post entitled “Life, Death, and What’s Left Behind” and published within days of the passing, with the following existential reflections on the fragility of being mortal and the importance of valuing those around us.

Some say that the universe, or God, has a plan for us all and when someone passes it is their time. I don’t know if I personally believe that. I do think that the universe provides for us in certain ways, but I think life is a little more of a gamble than that. When trying to come up with a reason, or something that makes this fair, I don’t see one. But I have found my own way of dealing with this loss. This reason of course differs from person to person. Everyone is entitled to a reason that helps them through these difficult times. I believe that in the wake of something tragic, the law of equivalent exchange leaves room for something positive. It brings loved ones together. It puts life into perspective. It makes you value the life that you have more, or maybe even for the first time. It shows us how valuable and fragile life is and the impact we can make when we cease to exist. It brings more attention to the way we treat others in our daily the interactions. Nothing in life is guaranteed, and that includes life itself. As cliche as it sounds, you never really know when the last time you will see someone will be, so make sure you let the people you care about know you care about them, and learn to forgive. You never know if it’s your loved ones last day on this earth, or even your own.

If you are suffering from a loss in your life, I’m sorry. I hope this helps you in some way.

If we were to imagine Khim to be some kind of goddess, then we would consider it to be both notionally inspiring and fittingly endearing that Khim often called me “My Little White Rabbit (我的小白兔)” or “My Small Jade Bunny (我的小玉兔)” as her term of endearment, for according to the Chinese folklore connected to the Mid-Autumn Festival (中秋節), the mythological white rabbit is customarily portrayed as a constant companion of the moon goddess Chang’e (嫦娥), faithfully pounding the elixir of life for her.

To the extent that Khim’s fragility had increasingly signalled to me that our time together on Earth was becoming depleted, the ongoing experience of looking after Khim had contributed to my developing an improved understanding of the shared sense of empathy for the human condition as enacted within the relationship of a parent (care giver) and child (care receiver), whose interdependencies over the years had been both preserved by consanguinity on the one hand, and dramatically transformed by role reversals on the other, where(by) the care giver eventually became the care receiver, and vice versa.

Khim waiting for a taxi with Khai who dressed her stylishly (12 Jul 2019, 12:41 PM Friday)

In being with and caring for Khim, I had been routinely touched by her humanity, dignity and resilience, which had been at times severely tested by her frailty and melancholy, even as I attempted my best to assist Khim in ascending to the lofty realm of ageing gracefully and dignifyingly. Yet, there was always an underlying charm and understated cheer that came through Khim, often in the form of her loving and embracing me in ways that only she could, not just as a mother but also as someone who had understood me and appreciated us well enough in spite of our circumstances and generational differences, many of which we had endeavoured to overcome or transcend by virtue of mutual rapports, shared interests, creative pursuits and improvised merriments, in which we had not only forged a renewed closeness but also created worthwhile opportunities, memories and legacies.

Experiencing the vicissitudes of life notwithstanding, my being the sole carer and companion of Khim had ushered in an enduring reality in which I had to learn to face and bear the encroaching mortality of someone whom I had loved and cared for over a long period. Each extra day of having Khim around was not merely a precious bonus to be cherished but also a bittersweet dance with the ebbing away of life right before my very eyes. There were indeed inescapable moments when the taxing symptoms and mounting impacts of Khim’s debility cast a long and dreary shadow over our capacity to create or savour our joyful details of living and being together, which nevertheless had been bolstered by tender loving care and reinforced by joint proclivities such that love and affection could persevere. It was indeed the kind of love and affection that we both had confidently believed to persist and thrive in our togetherness through the years, even continuing beyond Khim’s time on Earth, being carried forward in time by my memories and her memoirs as well as this multimedia eulogy, which in itself is a labour of love, a product of devotion.

Perhaps one may liken the feeling or experience of accomplishing such an exercise as fashioning this eulogy with bespoke design to the exhilaration of a writer achieving something as significant as publishing a new book scrupulously produced to the utmost satisfaction, though in this case, there has also been the necessity to maintain both my composure and stamina to compose something as highly paramount and historical as this richly protracted oeuvre to commemorate the life of my late mother whom I adored. Both the biographical details gathered and the multipronged processes incurred in constructing this multifaceted, multimedia eulogy have been veritably fruitful and edificatory, although it is still premature or precipitous to determine how well and sufficiently cathartic they have been in mediating sorrow and alleviating lament, in conjunction with validating my lingering love for Khim holistically. In the spirit of this special eulogy, and in honouring the closeness of Khai & Khim, I hereby commemorate our times together with my musical compositions in the form of the following three soundtracks.

I’ll Always Be With You

Khai & Khim

As I reflect on the limit of physiology, the price of our mortality, the impermanence of our existence, and as my academic interests and multidisciplinary backgrounds both inform and compel me to face the outstanding flaws in human nature pitted against and causing the looming global ecological crisis, and as I mull over my abiding love for my late mother and hers for me, I am concluding this eulogy by bringing you to an imagined scenario very similar to that of A.I. Artificial Intelligence, a 2001 science fiction drama film directed by Steven Spielberg. Perhaps one day, some advanced form of humanoid, robot or extra-terrestrial can reconstruct our home from my memories and audio-visual archives, and recreate Khim through genetic material from her locks of hair that I keep, and through my memories and her memoirs that she meticulously typed out and wrote down. If it really turns out as the movie depicted that Khim can only live for one day, and the process cannot be repeated, then, knowing that I have done my utmost to resurrect our connection through a welcomed reunion, I shall spend my happiest day with Khim, and as she falls asleep in the evening, I shall be granted an eternal slumber and join her in the everlasting moment, forever, for always and beyond goodbye.

Khai & Khim at Home (1 July 2019, 3:20 PM Monday)

Khai & Khim at Home (1 July 2019, 3:20 PM Monday)

Khai & Khim at a Custom Framing Shop (2 July 2019, 12:08 PM Tuesday)

Khai & Khim at a Custom Framing Shop (2 July 2019, 12:08 PM Tuesday)

For Always

Beyond Goodbye

Here’s the lyrics from the film’s soundtrack.

I close my eyes
And there in the shadows I see your light
You come to me out of my dreams across the night
You take my hand…
Though you may be so many stars away
I know that our spirits, our souls, are one
We’ve circled the moon and we’ve touched the sun
So here…we’ll stay…

For always
Forever
Beyond here and onto eternity
For always…forever…
For us there’s no time and no space
No barrier love won’t erase
Wherever you go I still know in my heart you’ll be here with me

From this day on…
I’m certain that I’ll never be alone
I know what my heart must have always known…
That love has a power that’s all its own

And for always…forever…
Now we can fly
And for always…and always…
We will go on beyond goodbye

For always…forever…
Beyond here and onto eternity
For always…and ever…
You’ll be a part of me

And for always…forever…
A thousand tomorrows may cross the sky
And for always…and always…
We will go on beyond goodbye

❀🌸🦢💮❀ೋღஜஇ💕ღೋ♡ࣰ⋆*ࣰ☀̤̣̈̇🏝☆⋆*ࣰ✻ණි❉˜҈”˜҈░░✲﴾۞ࣰ﴿ࣰ֍ࣰࣰමෙ

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  1. Sad yet heartwarming tribute to your mom, Khai 💔
    Your mom was truly blessed to have a son like you! 😢🙏💜 Jackie@KWH

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  2. An inspiring woman, beautiful inside and out. What a wonderful tribute from a loving son. So sorry for your loss… 😭with deepest condolences. ❤️

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  3. A moving and unforgettable tribute, beautifully illustrated, both visually and aurally, and also a record of mutual sacrifice and devotion over many years.

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    • Thank you very much, Dr Craig Eisemann for proofreading this eulogy, and for being there with SoundEagle🦅, whose friend, Patricia Walker sitting right beside you, noticed how sad you looked and felt, given that the occasion also reminded you of the passing of your beloved wife nearly three years ago. Stated on the condolence card from Patricia:

      Loved ones leave footprints in our hearts that last forever.
      Words of comfort alone, may never be enough to ease the pain you feel right now.

      May we be comforted more by not just words alone but also music. Let us savour this particular version of the song For Always, chosen by SoundEagle🦅 for you.

      Rose Greeting
      Yours sincerely,
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅
      Patricia Walker, Dr Craig Eisemann and Prof. Stephen Emmerson at Khim’s Funeral (31 Aug 2019, 10:40 AM Saturday)

      Patricia Walker, Dr Craig Eisemann and Prof. Stephen Emmerson at Khim’s Funeral (31 Aug 2019, 10:40 AM Saturday)

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      • SoundEagle, I am very grateful that you have recognized and responded to my experiences and feelings in the midst of your own grief. Thank you for your kind gesture.

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      • You are very welcome! Thank you, Dr Craig Eisemann for being kind and caring towards Khim, and for constructing the mobility base for her new champagne-coloured K-Care deluxe bedside commode chair, on which she sat mainly for the daily routine of wound dressing, and occasionally for exercising. Barely having the chair for three weeks, Khim had not had the chance to use it for toileting. That very fortunate chair was not only made mobile by you but also spared being soiled by Khim.

        SoundEagle🦅 can indeed confirm that your name is printed next to the words “OFFICIATED BY” in the memorial book as well as “Name and religion of minister” in the death certificate.

        SoundEagle🦅 would greatly appreciate your suggesting what else to include in this eulogy other than the forthcoming transcript of your short speech given at the funeral ceremony.

        Rose Greeting
        Yours sincerely,
        ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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      • Hello SoundEagle
        I am only sorry that the chair base that I made was not ready much earlier so that it could have been of use to Khim for a long time.
        Being described as a minister of religion is certainly a first for me and must rank highly on any list of improbable occurrences.
        I really could not suggest any additional material for inclusion in the eulogy – you seem already to have exhausted all of the possibilities that I can think of.

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  4. Hello Khai, Max and I are very saddened to read that you have lost you dear mother. She was a beautiful lady in every way. It was such an honour and a pleasure to have met and known her. Please accept our heartfelt condolences.
    Very best regards,
    Max and Barbara. ❤

    Sent from Samsung tablet.

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  5. I am so sorry SE to see the passing of your mother, but you have written a wonderful eulogy summarizing her life. I have been to Malaysia several times myself, and I love the country and the people. She seems like she was a wonderful soul. Well your break may not have been rejuvenating in the traditional sense, but sometimes take time away from other responsibilities to invest in the care and love of those matters most is important. The feeling that we gave our all at the end for those who means so much to us, allows us to lift our heads up in hope for the future rather than remaining with eyes downcast in sorrow. Sometimes it feels when someone close to us passes that it is only then we realize how much of that person is really with us and it makes us feel reborn in a certain way, or makes the world look different. I hope there is some element of rebirth right now in the shadow of your sadness.

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    • Appreciating Swarn Gill’s Thoughtful Comment

      Your words are indeed comforting to read at this trying time of pain and sorrow. In turn, SoundEagle🦅 has made a couple of comments on another blog to console the blogger whose mother has just passed away on the 28th of September. The first comment serves to commend the blogger on examining the nature of her ambivalence and guilt coupled with her anguish over the impending finality of her mother’s life, even as she is/was trying her best to reflect on, and come to terms with, her relationship with her mother both before and after the passing. The second comment resonates with her loss and sends her the following message with love and hugs:

      Loved ones leave footprints in our hearts that last forever.
      Words of comfort alone, may never be enough to ease the pain you feel right now.

      There is an old Chinese saying: 樹欲靜而風不止,子欲養而親不在。 It can be translated as “The tree wants to be calm but the wind does not stop; the son wants to serve his parents but they are absent.”

      SoundEagle🦅 has managed to find the time and inspiration to vastly improve and expand this eulogy with musical, visual and written additions to offer readers with even more comprehensive understanding of Khai & Khim, including more stories as well as photos taken in Malaysia (and Singapore), to which you had travelled several times. Apart from the YouTube videos, there are nine embedded SoundCloud tracks for visitors to savour SoundEagle🦅’s compositions and arrangements dedicated to Khim.

      Whilst this post has become rather formidable in length and scope, you are free to jump to any of the 15 sections of the eulogy instantly using the navigational Menu located at the top of the eulogy.

      SoundEagle🦅 will continue to cherish your previous comment and be grateful for the wisdom that it contains. Thank you, Swarn.

      Yours sincerely,Rose Greeting
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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      • HI SE. Thank you for the response. Don’t worry about your post getting too long. I am certain writing all of it out is part of the grieving process for you, so don’t worry about what anybody else thinks. And there is wisdom to be gained from any life story and so learning more about your mom can do no harm. 🙂

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      • Thank you, Swarn Gill for Your Advice

        Given the length and scope of the eulogy, it stands to reason that accessibility is fairly paramount. Hence, the number of navigational Menus has been increased from one to three, so that visitors can instantly access not just the 15 sections but also the audiovisual materials. May you enjoy using these new features!

        In addition, hopping innocently at 18 places of the eulogy is a cute little white rabbit whose significance is explained in the last section entitled “For Always & Beyond Goodbye”.

        Happy October to you, Swarn!

        Yours sincerely,Rose Greeting
        ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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  6. Thanks for inviting me back to read the lengthened version, dear SoundEagle…

    That song For Aways is so beautiful. And your mom is so cute in the videos! 😇🌈🤗🌹

    Also, “…Meticulously recalling and typing out various events in her life chronologically constituted one of Khim’s most significant achievements, in which she persisted for four years…” — wow. I sort of wish everyone would document their lives in diary form. Wonderful that she did that, and that you helped her. Hopefully her siblings might do the same! 💛✍️✨🌱🦋

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    • Happy October to you, Nadine!

      Indeed! Both For Always (solo) and For Always (duet) are so wonderfully composed for the film A.I. Artificial Intelligence. Have you ever watched it?

      Please be informed that this eulogy has been dramatically revamped yet again. It is now a great deal longer as it contains 15 sections plus additional audiovisual materials, including SoundEagle🦅’s musical compositions and arrangements, all of which can be accessed via the three navigational Menus located at the top of the eulogy.

      It is very doubtful that any one of Khim’s siblings will ever document their lives in the form of diary or memoir, which is a long-term commitment and significant undertaking. Had the siblings been truly interested or motivated, they would have commenced writing many years ago, especially when both Khai & Khim spearheaded it all and let them sample many pages from the resulting oeuvres, a few of which can be seen in the vastly extended section entitled “Typing & Writing”, where how Khim typed and wrote is demonstrated.

      Thank you for viewing the videos and finding Khim to be cute. Also looking cute is a newly introduced little white rabbit hopping innocently at 18 places of the eulogy. The significance of this rabbit is explained in the much expanded last section entitled “For Always & Beyond Goodbye”.

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  7. A beautiful tribute to a beautiful lady! She certainly did not look to be 88! Thank you for sharing some of her life, and yours, with us!

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  8. Hi Khai,
    So sorry for your loss of your dear mum. Our mums are so special, they never stop worrying about us, no matter what age we are. And when they are gone, we notice a huge void in our lives and feel the absence of the love they bestowed on us! Your mum was a beautiful, kind and gentle soul. Take comfort in that you did everything possible to make her life a happy one. You were a good son. Best wishes and condolences. Lucy

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    • Happy Mid-September to you, Lucy!

      Thank you for being in our lives, and for being our friends for nearly ten years, during which we managed to have some lovely outings. It was reassuring to see you at the funeral ceremony, and comforting to learn that you appreciated the eulogy, which has been significantly improved and extended with more texts, photos and music.

      Whilst the funeral had already taken place, it has been a significant challenge for Khai to adjust to life without Khim. She will continue to be missed by those of us who have known her well.

      As someone who had been a mother, and also loved and lost your mother, you definitely speak from first-hand experience. Therefore, your comment truly resonates with SoundEagle🦅, who would like to present you with a token of appreciation in the form of the following special photo, taken just slightly over four months ago. What did you think of the hat?

      Rose Greeting
      Yours sincerely,
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅
      Khim & Lucy at Jamaica Blue, Indooroopilly (7 May 2019, 10:21 AM Tuesday)

      Khim & Lucy at Jamaica Blue, Indooroopilly (7 May 2019, 10:21 AM Tuesday)

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  9. God be with you. Amazing Mom and equally loving and amazing son 🙏🙏

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    • Thank you, ashok, for your comment and compliment. May you find your life during October and this autumn enjoyable and fulfilling!

      Having savoured your post entitled “of Hope and Faith” just before replying to you, SoundEagle🦅 now feels more peaceful as a result of reading the “Musings of a Wanderer” such as you.

      You are cordially invited to revisit this eulogy as it has been dramatically improved in style, content and scope. Hopefully, you will discover with great delight that many of the new features are highly engaging and even surprising, not to mention the chance to listen to SoundEagle🦅’s compositions and arrangements dedicated to Khim.

      Looking forward to be enlightened by your feedback and suggestions!

      Rose GreetingYours sincerely,
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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      • Thank you so much Rose (?) You write so well and take so much pain to write in detail to all. I truly Appreciate that.
        Yes, I am traveling to North America, Specially for the fall colours. I haven’t been active on WP for a while now and hopefully shall come back to it after my travels.
        God be with you. Love and blessings. Ashok

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  10. Dear Khai,

    Yes, it is always painful when someone very close to us has to leave us, especially when it is our mother or father, When we believe in God and have much confidence in Him, as He is the giver of life, the Father of all creation, then our pain reduces to a certain limit as we know that He, as the Doer will take care of His child – and who is able to take better care than He. So then we can let go and wishing our beloved mother or father or child or friend a good journey Home in the care of God. I have lost my mother when I was 24 years old and my father when I was 35 years old – some day we will all be together again as drops (souls) in His vast Ocean of love, light and life.

    All the best, my dear friend and may you, your family and your mother be blessed.
    From heart to heart
    Didi

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    • ❀ 🌸 🦢 💮 ❀

      Thank you, Didi, for reassuring SoundEagle🦅 with your heartfelt comment, rendered all the more relevant and resonant by your mentioning the loss of your parents. Did you write and publish a eulogy or two on your blog?

      Please be informed that there are now three navigational Menus located at the top of the eulogy. The first allows you to jump to any of the 15 sections of the eulogy instantly. The second helps you to jump to any one of SoundEagle🦅’s compositions and arrangements as well as chosen music dedicated to Khim. The third lets you jump to any one of the videos featuring Khai & Khim.

      Moreover, this story of Khai & Khim has been significantly enhanced and elaborated in various ways. In addition, may you be delighted by the newly introduced little white rabbit hopping innocently at 18 places of this eulogy. The significance of this rabbit is explained in the much expanded last section entitled “For Always & Beyond Goodbye”.

      Yours sincerely,Rose Greeting
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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      • Thank you, dear Sound Eagle – at the moment I do not have much time to care about my blog as I prepare myself to go to India quite soon. Anyway, thank you, dear friend for you information given.
        All the best and have a great day
        Didi

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  11. Your recent musical, visual and written additions to this eulogy have deepened and extended the picture of your mother’s life and character that you present here. It is a wonderful tribute and a memorable experience for the reader.

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    • Thank you very much, Dr Craig Eisemann, for your third short and sweet comment. Perhaps a forthcoming ((much) longer) fourth comment from you is timely, given that since your previous comment was submitted, there have been brand new features being applied for the first time to this post (or for that matter, any post on this website). These features are by no means just eye candies.

      It is indeed a great pity and oversight that SoundEagle🦅 did not think of photographing and videoing Khai & Khim plus you and your late wife together. If there were a time machine, SoundEagle🦅 would have used it to return to the few occasions when all four of us were together and whispered to myself to pick up the camera.

      Looking forward to seeing you as the spring weather becomes warm enough for you to take cold shower, thereby further reducing your ecological footprint!

      Rose Greeting
      Yours sincerely,
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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      • Hello Soundeagle
        The additional photographs and text that you have included give the reader more information about your mother’s character, interests and life experiences, and are a valuable enhancement of this already long and elaborate post.
        It would have been good to have the potential photographs and videos that you mentioned, especially of Khim and Quee Geok together, since thay seemed to harmonise very well. Unfortunately, there are not many photographs even of Quee Geok and me together, except for those that were taken at the time of our wedding.
        I hope to vist you in Brisbane before long, but I think that cold showers would be a little hard to endure, except perhaps during heat waves!

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  12. An amazing tribute; came here via the connection at WEIT and am very impressed.

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  13. Thank you for this moving tribute, dear SoundEagle.

    It reminds me of the last year of my own mother.

    When we together went through her old books. And looked out of the window; where, fortunately, we saw birds most of the time.

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  14. Khim seemed like a lovely lady who loved and lived life to the fullest. She will be greatly missed by her family who loved her dearly. She played a big role in shaping their lives.

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  15. This is a lovely biography and eulogy.

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  16. I’m sorry that you believe my comment is “terse”. I simply do not feel the need to expand upon the eloquence of someone’s personal reminisces of a loved one. It is easy for recipients to misconstrue comments. It is best to keep such comments on personal subjects simple.

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    • Stated in the first paragraph of the previous comment by SoundEagle🦅 is something very obvious about your first comment here in relation or comparison to your other comments elsewhere on this blog, regardless of the reason or rationale behind the brevity of your said comment, and irrespective of the nature and purpose of this post, which happens to be a eulogy (cum biography).

      In any case, there are as many ways to comment on or respond to a eulogy (or for that matter, any kind of post) as there are commenters. For instance, SoundEagle🦅 has made a couple of comments on another blog to console the blogger whose mother has recently passed away on the 28th of September. The first comment serves to commend the blogger on examining the nature of her ambivalence and guilt coupled with her anguish over the impending finality of her mother’s life, even as she is/was trying her best to reflect on, and come to terms with, her relationship with her mother both before and after the passing. The second comment resonates with her loss and sends her the following message with love and hugs:

      Loved ones leave footprints in our hearts that last forever.
      Words of comfort alone, may never be enough to ease the pain you feel right now.

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  17. Dear Khai,
    Thank you for inviting me to read your moving tribute to your mother. Being a teacher is one of the highest professions, because teachers have the opportunity to shape character, and steer kids toward a good life. I am in part the person I am because of the influence of a few of my teachers, and I am sure your mother did a lot more good in her work than if she’d had some high-paid occupation.
    This eulogy says many good things about her, but even more about you. Thank you for sharing our planet.
    You know, death is more like waking up than going to sleep. It is not the end of a book, but the end of a chapter.

    She will return.
    Having lived the joys and agonies,
    ecstasies and sorrows of this life —
    to do better the next time around.

    Will her passing make you a better person,
    as her presence did, by your side?
    Her school is in recess for now,
    for she has passed, though our examination is still to come.

    She will return.

    The memory will never fade, but the pain will ease.

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    • ❀ 🌸🦢💮 ❀

      Dear Dr Bob Rich,

      Thank you for your visit and your acknowledgement of Khim’s former profession as a school teacher working six days a week for 36 years. That you notice the value of education is a solid indication of your wisdom, solicitude and thoughtfulness. SoundEagle🦅 particularly likes your insightful and fitting stanza as follows:

      Will her passing make you a better person,
      as her presence did, by your side?
      Her school is in recess for now,
      for she has passed, though our examination is still to come.

      To answer your question, SoundEagle🦅 would definitely like to preserve and be worthy of Khim’s benevolent legacies whilst remembering and learning from her deeds and examples, which have been meticulously documented by this very multifaceted multimedia eulogy for posterity and edification.

      Considering the quality of your comment here, the writings on your blog, and the person whom you have been, it is certain that had you known Khai & Khim personally, you would have been invited as an esteemed friend to deliver a memorable and edifying speech at the funeral ceremony. In any case, SoundEagle🦅 is very grateful that your input and insights have imparted additional depth to this eulogy, to the extent that our humanity and empathy for each other stem from our having experienced sufferings in our lives. Even though humans often disagree with one another on many issues, they can nevertheless relate to and even be united by each other’s pain through understanding, compassion and even transcendence.

      Given that you have both appreciated and created stories in the genre of science fiction, have you ever watched the film A.I. Artificial Intelligence mentioned in this eulogy?

      Please be informed that SoundEagle🦅 has recently included about twenty additional photos and two videos plus extra texts, all of which you are very welcome to see.

      Wishing you a lovely week ahead and looking forward to your reply!

      Yours sincerely,
      Rose GreetingჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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  18. A beautiful tribute! You wrote it quite well! Your mom was beautiful 🙂

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    • Greetings to A Lady of Reason!

      How do you do? SoundEagle🦅 is delighted that you, as a rare visitor, have taken the time to peruse and commented on this eulogy. Thank you.

      Beside the fact that you consider both the tribute and Khim to be “beautiful”, let us hope that this eulogy has also provided you with a good appreciation of Khim’s life and achievements.

      SoundEagle🦅 would like to invite you to see the latest enhancements installed for this multimedia eulogy, whose organizational structures and advanced stylings will hopefully function even better in guiding you through the multipronged contents arrayed in this special tribute to Khim.

      May you find this autumn and the rest of 2019 very much to your liking and highly conducive to your being, thinking and reasoning!

      By the way, have you ever watched the film A.I. Artificial Intelligence mentioned in the last section entitled “For Always & Beyond Goodbye”?

      Yours sincerely,Rose Greeting
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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  19. An amazingly comprehensive summary and tribute to everything that went into making your mother the person she became. Please accept my condolences; her passing has left a void the likes of which can rarely be filled.

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    • A bespoke acknowledgement is due to you for thoughtfully conferring your sincere condolences and wholehearted compliments on SoundEagle🦅, who is still somewhat emotionally raw to think that Khim is no longer with us, insofar as her presence and company have been greatly missed.

      SoundEagle🦅 would like to invite you to see the latest enhancements installed for this multimedia eulogy, whose organizational structures and advanced stylings will hopefully function even better in guiding you through the multipronged contents arrayed in this special tribute to Khim.

      May you find this autumn and the rest of 2019 very much to your liking and highly conducive to your being, thinking, reading, writing and blogging!

      Yours sincerely,Rose Greeting
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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  20. Five Stars for this beautifully touching tribute to your mom… heartwarming.

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    • ❀ 🌸 🦢 💮 ❀

      Thank you for conferring your top rating to this multimedia eulogy, whose organizational structures and advanced stylings had hopefully functioned well in guiding you through the multipronged contents arrayed in “this beautifully touching tribute”, to use your own words.

      SoundEagle🦅 would like to invite you back to see even more new enhancements installed for this eulogy, plus additional animations, videos, photos and texts, all of which will look their best on the large screen of a desktop or laptop computer rather than the small screen of an iPad, iPhone, tablet or other portable device.

      May you find this autumn and the rest of 2019 very much to your liking and highly conducive to publishing poems to your highest satisfaction!

      Yours sincerely,Rose Greeting
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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  21. Beautiful, seems like a truly lovely lady.

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  22. Your mother sounds like a lady in the truest sense of the word. I’m so sorry she’s gone.

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  23. Truly a life well lived. As I near the age at which your mom passed away, I can only hope to be as well remembered when I leave this vale of tears. BTW, I shared much of her taste in movies and music, so in that sense, I feel like we were kindred spirits.

    Take care.

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    • ❀ 🌸🦢💮 ❀

      Thank you for making every effort to read this special eulogy whilst taking care of your live-in, highly dependent adult daughter with myalgic encephalomyelitis.

      Since you share much of Khim’s taste in movies and music, please be informed that the second navigational menu entitled Music Dedicated to Khim can assist you in instantly jumping to some or all of SoundEagle🦅’s compositions and arrangements as well as chosen music dedicated to Khim, should you be inclined to connect or resonate with Khai & Khim in the sonic domain through the universal language of fine music that both you and Khim relish and cherish.

      You are also welcome to subscribe to SoundEagle🦅 on SoundCloud. In any case, may the musical tracks contained in this eulogy bring you fond memories and much needed diversions!

      Lastly, mistermuse, your statement “As I near the age at which your mom passed away, I can only hope to be as well remembered when I leave this vale of tears.” constitutes such a poignant and heartfelt recognition that SoundEagle🦅 cannot possibly conclude this comment without restating it here.

      Rose GreetingYours sincerely,
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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  24. What a thorough and touching eulogy you shared. I agree with mistermuse! I lost my mom to dementia – I can sympathize with your feelings about the end of life phases. Hugs to you – your family was truly blessed to have her in your lives.

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  25. I tried to reply to your comment on my comment, but didn’t see how, so doing it here.
    You and I are doing what humans are in this universe for. Whether people know it or not, we are all apprentice Buddhas, learning lessons on the way to enlightenment. The more you give, the more you grow.
    🙂
    Bob

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  26. Oh, something else. Yesterday, I was interviewed by a nice young woman for an internet radio show. Well, she said her age is 50, but that’s my kids’ age, more or less.
    She has brown skin, and obviously some African ancestry. All the same, I decided to adopt her as a daughter. You are ethnically Chinese, but you can join her as my son.
    🙂

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  27. Sad to hear that your mother has passed away. May her soul live in peace. It will be very hard for you at this moment but time has the power to heal everything. This is life. I mean, in a matter of seconds everything changes.

    The incidents of our lives and the struggles we go through bind us in a very deep ditch of grieves, sorrows and pains.

    We don’t even realize, and the other moment the calamity strikes. We are all blissfully happy in the second, and in the other, all our happiness fades away into nothingness. And with all this we have to get along and live life as it is meant to be lived.

    Your compositions are beautiful and your words truly reflect how much you love your mother. She must be very proud of you. May you accomplish every thing your mother always wanted you to achieve.

    All the Best and take care.

    Kind regards

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    • ❀ 🌸🦢💮 ❀

      Thank you for your comforting words and your acknowledgement of Khai’s love for Khim. SoundEagle🦅 has also found further comfort in your insightful post entitled “COSMIC perspectives of Human Life”, excerpted and shared here as follows:

      In today’s world we naturally exaggerate our own importance. The incidents of our lives loom very large in our view of the world. And so we get stressed and panicked, we curse and throw things across the room. We get so immersed in our thoughts and end up thinking that it’s just because of us.…

      To regain composure, and come back to a stable state we must be regularly be reduced in our own eyes and acknowledging this that we are not so big or so great or so superior that everything which happens in our lives, is only because of us. There are some angles some details that we miss out while considering that what might had gone wrong at that time. We must give up on this very normal, but very disturbing illusion that it only matters what WE do and who WE are. We have to realize this point that the world does not spin around us only. Every now and then comparing ourselves with the elements of something which is incomparable, infinite, immense and so powerful and setting our minds to limited zones we sometimes fail to see and understand the broader picture and end up losing ourselves in the middle of nowhere and start wandering in the space of our so called fake and non-existing world.

      We are smaller than we think of ourselves in the eyes of this Cosmos in which each and every inch of our lives is synchronize with. We have to keep this view in mind and understand this deeply that we are in no way separate from this universe to which we compare ourselves with and fight ourselves against it.…

      Since you relish all things cosmic, here’s one recommended to you in the form of a special post entitled 🦅 SoundEagle’s Poetry with Enigma’s Goodbye Milky Way 🌌💫✨.

      Yours sincerely,
      Rose GreetingჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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      • Thank you very much Sound Eagle. It’s glad to hear that my words act as a source of comfort and all in all my post is being helpful to you.

        Thank you for sharing your post. I will surely read it.

        Best regards

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  28. This is the first of your posts that I’ve read, and it’s such an incredibly beautiful tribute. I’m sorry for your loss, your words honour and give such respect to your mother.

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    • Dear Rachel,

      Having read your vividly written poem entitled “Sunday hues”, it seems that we both have something in common insofar as we both are in profound laments and awaiting some resolution(s) in the future.

      Thank you for your consolation and compliment. As you can see from the first navigational menu at the start of this post, there are 15 sections in the multifaceted eulogy. Given the positivity of your response, SoundEagle🦅 will be grateful if you could kindly reveal which section(s) touched and resonated with you the most.

      May you find this autumn very much to your liking and highly conducive to your writing, thinking and being! Even more importantly, may you continue to be inspired by

      People, contradictions, flaws and quirks, softness, connectedness, all of life’s perks. Moana, Whakawhanuanga, Aroha.. yes. Ugliness, beauty, shy arrogance. Rhymes and words, trauma and pain, playfulness, endings, beginnings, insane. Life.

      Shining 💝Love💖 & 🎆Light🎇 on you,
      Rose GreetingჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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      • Hi… thank you for your kind wishes, I appreciate them. As for your question, as to which sections of the eulogy touched me the most, I don’t know if I could say a particular section. I think it is the overall depth, respect, love and dignity that is so evident in your words about your mother that touched me. The obvious care you have taken to honour her, both in her life and in her death. I think that is incredibly special, and surely what any mother could ask for would be to be loved and dignified in that way.

        All the best to you.

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      • Dear Rachel,

        On the basis that musical genres, or indeed any spheres of life such as relationships, career, health and hobbies, have different degrees of appeal or emphasis to individuals possessing dissimilar tastes, upbringings and cultural backgrounds, SoundEagle🦅 initially thought that some sections of this post might appeal to you more, especially considering the scope, multimedia and multidisciplinarity involved in the presentations and contents of the eulogy.

        In any case, thank you for your concise revelation of the overall impression that this eulogy has had on you, and for appreciating its profundity, integrity and consilience. That you recognized “the overall depth, respect, love and dignity” in SoundEagle🦅’s conveyance of the filial love between Khai & Khim regardless of the considerable challenge presented to you by the breadth of topics being holistically broached is an undeniable and indelible testament to your sensitivity, empathy and humanity, all of which will continue to stand you in good stead at composing poetry or prose, of which you already have a very sound command, as far as SoundEagle🦅 has been able to discern.

        Before composing this reply to you, SoundEagle🦅 was watching a documentary film called “Life on the Reef”, and became uncontrollably emotional on viewing the sight of a mother bird feeding her chick in a nest perched on a mangrove tree. Rose Greeting

        Yours sincerely,
        ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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  29. Your mom looks like a sweet lady, Khai! I’m sorry for your loss, but glad to hear you had special time together at the end. We are a multi-generational household, too, which is kind of unusual in the U.S., but full of blessings. 🙂

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    • Thank you for your visit and words of consolation, as well as your noticing the sweet nature of Khim. May your multi-generational household thrive for many years to come!

      In your defence of the small and quirky, the following paragraph has resonated deeply with SoundEagle🦅:

      Some of us are meant to make beautiful things or cook wonderful things. Some are meant to write things that resonate deep in the soul or to lift another’s heart with music. Or to teach all these ways to a new generation.

      According to your assessment or impression of this eulogy, to what extent has SoundEagle🦅 accomplished those things stated in your paragraph?

      Rose GreetingYours sincerely,
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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      • I see a lot of joy in how you helped your mom dress, how you dress and how you put together your blog. That is an art form — a way of creating beauty in a world that can feel very ugly at times. That matters. 🙂 Blessings, Khai, and thanks for the beautiful response. (I am kind of limited to an emoji here and there…)

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  30. I am really impressed by your detailed sharing. The most significant and impressive and warmth in the relationship between a mother and son has been vividly brought out in the write-up. The relation of mother and the offspring is obviously worth reminiscing. This reminded me the warmth of my relation with my mother – just sweet memories. She used to meet all my needs without demur while I was a student and then I got employment, she was overjoyed with pleasure. I vividly remember every details of her showering of love and affection for me. She died at the age of 91 years but the details of her sacrifices, patience, tolerance and all the traits put together are praise-worthy and I try to imbibe these qualities in my real life.

    I am really deeply impressed by the entire topic and pray to God that He may grant you strength and fortitude to bear the loss and pray her Soul to be near the Lotus Feet of God.

    I

    WITH REGARDS

    HARBANS,

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    • ❀ 🌸🦢💮 ❀

      Dear Harbans,

      A special acknowledgement is due to you for summoning the best of your humanity and drawing upon the indelible memory of your late mother to compose such a deeply thoughtful, engaging, empathetic and resonant comment acknowledging our mothers’ tireless care, love, affection, patience, sacrifice and tolerance for our growths and betterments. Their loving devotions had been so unadulterated and indefatigable that they remained untouched or unsullied even in the face of whatever torrid, unsustainable, superficial, spur-of-the-moment or foolhardy affairs in which we or other people might have involved or invested. There is no wonder that many folks would deem such a love as that given by a mother to a child in perpetuity to be divine.

      Considering the sizeable scope and diverse nature of this eulogy, you are very welcome to revisit and relish it in full, as well as to make further comments should you have afterthoughts or further insights to share with SoundEagle🦅 and others.

      Rose GreetingYours sincerely,
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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  31. Wow! It is such an amazing mother and son relationship! I can feel so much love and respect from your tribute to her! Actually, your photos, music, videos, and lines tell everything about
    “For always…forever…
    Beyond here and onto eternity
    For always…and ever…
    You’ll be a part of me”
    I bow to your love for your mother!
    Manuela

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  32. A wonderful tribute 🙏🎶

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  33. Contact me through insta: krish_hari. For guest bloggin

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  34. Wow, that is one incredible eulogy. Pretty sure the soul will appreaciate such an effort. 😇

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  35. Beautiful tribute. Such unconditional love by a mother to her son, and even more remarkable, the love and incredible devotion by a son to his mother. Very touching. May you both be reunited again in the next life, where there is no sickness or death.

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    • Happy November to you, Lucy!

      Thank you for your kind words and wholehearted acknowledgement regarding Khai & Khim, whom you have known for nearly ten years. It is still rather emotionally raw to think that Khim is no longer with us, insofar as we miss her presence and company.

      Attached herein is another photo commemorating the three of us being together for the penultimate time. You and Khim looked very lovely together and seemed to be wearing colour-matching tops. It was a great pleasure to be informed that you considered the three dishes that SoundEagle🦅 ordered for us to be the best Thai food that you have ever tasted.

      Rose Greeting
      Yours sincerely,
      ჱܓSoundEagle🦅
      Khai treating Khim and Lucy to lunch at a Thai Restaurant (19 May 2019, 1:20 PM Sunday)

      Khai treating Khim and Lucy to lunch at a Thai Restaurant (19 May 2019, 1:20 PM Sunday)

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  36. A very lovely post, Khai and such awesome pictures and videos of your mother and yourself. It is sad that our parents have to leave us and depart when their time is right but they are always there with us in spirit and are with us at all times. Thanks for this wonderful share.

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  37. Condolences for your the loss of your wonderful mother – your post really allowed us to have a feel for her – from songs and movies to the various photos and the little stories. Such a tribute here!! Sending good vibes your way and wishing you peace and comfort as you adjust to this next life stage
    🙏❤️😊

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    • ❀ 🌸🦢💮 ❀

      It is delightful and heartening that you have come over here to convey your condolences. Also highly welcomed are your appreciation of this special tribute to Khim, as well as your offering of good vibes and wishes to Khai, who, as you mentioned, is facing a major transitional adjustment in life. Indeed, the following excerpt from Melinda Sandor’s blog post entitled “How Grief Shows Up In Your Body”, which carries the article written by Stephanie Hairston as a WebMD News Special Report reviewed by Neha Pathak, MD on 11 July 2019, is very pertinent about the complex and taxing role adjustments faced by long-term carers:

      Caregivers face especially complicated role adjustments. The physical and emotional demands of caregiving can leave them feeling depleted even before a loved one dies, and losing the person they took care of can leave them with a lost sense of purpose.

      “Research shows that during intense caregiving periods, caregivers not only experience high levels of stress, they also cannot find the time and energy to look after their own health,” says Kathrin Boerner, PhD, a bereavement researcher and professor of gerontology at the University of Massachusetts in Boston.

      “This can result in the emergence of new or the reemergence of existing ‘dormant’ health problems after the death of the care recipient. These health issues may or may not be directly related to the caregiver’s grief experience, but they are likely related to the life situation that was created through the demands of caregiving,” Boerner says.

      It can be hard to make life work again after a close family member dies. Losing a partner can mean having to move out of a shared home or having to reach out to other loved ones for help, which can further increase emotional stress and worry. Strobe says the stress of adjusting to changes in life and health during and after a loss can “increase vulnerability and reduce adaptive reserves for coping with bereavement.”

      Needless to say, the challenges faced by carers who have been sociodemographically disadvantaged or socioculturally marginalized can be even more daunting. In closing, the article is both hopeful and upbeat in advising those who grieve to experience the full gamut of their emotions and their connections with the departed in a timely, unstinting manner as follows:

      Davis’ advice to most people who are grieving is to “Lean into it. You only get to grieve your loved one once. Don’t spend the whole time trying to distract yourself or push it down. It does go away eventually, and you will miss feeling that connected to that person again. And if you feel like your whole life has fallen apart, that’s fine! It totally has. Now you get to decide how to put yourself back together. Be creative. There’s new life to be lived all around you.

      That article aside, SoundEagle🦅 has also read your commemorative page entitled “In Memory Of…”, which is “dedicated to certain friends and family members that have passed away”, and enclosed with “GRIEF RESOURCES”. How moving it is that you have specifically set aside a web page on your blog to immortalize them! Undoubtedly, deep in your heart, those friends and family members live on. Let us hope that we shall always be able to reminisce the good days that we spent with our beloved ones who had departed, as we continue to cherish them in our memories and to express our affections for them via our multimedia posts.

      Yours sincerely,
      Rose GreetingჱܓSoundEagle🦅

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      • thank you so ,much for that comment – so insightful – and I have to think of a way to share this on my “In memory of” page. and side note – I almost took hat down a few times – because it really could just be a private thing for me – but then I thought – hey – I will leave it up – and so glad I did…

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      • You are right – the comment was visually better by coming here
        – sending peace and love your back to you

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  38. What a beautiful tribute to your mum, and such an indepth look into your Mother’s life of loves and likes.. And so nice also to meet the face behind SoundEagles to see the devotion and dedication you have given to your mother and family.

    I loved reading and watching your Mother walking near that jewellery shop and learning how strong a person she was with her dislike of conflict.. How she loved the TV and films and I can also say some on her list were my favourites too, including Star Trek Little House on the Prairie,I Love Lucy Xena~ Warrior Princess,
    The Legendary Journeys, Dr Quinn, Medicine Woman, and more..
    Loved also seeing the old photos… Your mother’s beauty shone out through all her years..
    I also listened to Tammy music… and would that I had more time on the internet today I would have loved to have dived deeper into more of your musical links..
    Many thanks for sharing, and for your own support..

    I know your Mother will have left a void in your life, for such a strong presence I felt in her spirit..
    Sending love to you as you say goodbye in this remarkable tribute, as your mother now resides in her new home..
    Wishing you well in all you do ..
    Blessings Sue 🙂

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  39. What an incredible tribute to your Mother. Some of her attributes paralleled those of my own (late) Mother, and I often think about her upbringing. I wonder what traits were instilled in her from her parents, and what came from life experiences. Sadly, I can only speculate now as the time for discussions has long passed.

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  40. This is really a very beautiful tribute, Khai.

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  41. Hello SoundEagle, your website is so impressive, I am fully delighted by what I see, hear and read. Your love story for you mother touches my heart, good son that you are still and you will forever be blessed for that. I was given the same experience with my mother, now she inspires my writing. Keep up the good work, sincerely, yourscribeforlove.

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