When I was still a little boy, I remember that my grandfather used to go to Indonesia for business. Every time he was about to leave, I really couldn’t stop crying because I really wanted to be with him. So he would just let my grandmother entertain me first before he’d leave. I remember he gave me one of his Samsonite luggage collection and told me that I should put my things there because he’d bring me to Indonesia. So every time I would ask my parents where my grandfather was, they would just tell me that he was just in the market and for me not to worry because all my things were already packed on my luggage and that my grandfather would bring me to Indonesia.

The same thing they would tell me every time I would ask about my grandfather until such time I would already forget all about his leaving.