Wind of change

I bought my parents a fan today. Yeap a fan. You know, one of those stand fans. My mom was complaining about the heat, and i figured i'd get her a fan.

I realised i dont buy my parents anything unless its their birthdays or Christmas. On those two occasions theres usually no budget to what i buy. Usually i'd get them something they want or would enjoy, rather then something they need. I suppose if reversed i'd like presents of that sort too so i practice what i feel. When i was little i used to save or scrap from my allowence to get them something every Mothers or Fathers day. Most of the time it was some insignificant item that my measly pocketful of coins could afford. But now it seems to have dwindled to just a card, and the most convienient 'i'll take you guys out to dinner'. So as i was trying really hard to get some office work done at home - with the tv blasting my mom's serials and my granny grumbling in the other corner something in me popped. As i watched how patient my mother was with my aging stubborn grandmother and how cheerful my dad can be even with 101 issues racing through his mind (his daughter dating a muslim one of them) i realised i waste my money away on a lot of pretty silly things..the least i could do was give my parents a little comfort in this heat.

Why not buy them the fan when its the same as

• Five of my trips to the yuppie coffee joint for iced blended mocha and a chocolate brownie
• Two times to a club and getting sloshed - maybe even one if i include cover charge
• The countles items of clothing i buy but unconsiously banish to the back of my cupboard
• The many movie trips where i sat through half baked movies that would seem at least half justified if i just got the pirated vcd/dvd
• The few times i get sudden bright ideas for pet projects that more often then not get abandoned half way
• All the many trips down to Singapore i took where i could have taken the MRT but was too lazy and took cabs instead (trust me there are many)
• All those times i bought rediculously expensive gadgets but found out that they were too tedious to make part of my daily routine - yes you darn hair straightening machine i'm talking about you!
• While we're on the topic - hundreds of dollars on my hair!
  
• When i 'burrow' money to friends and never get it back - why spend it on ungrateful b*st*rds right

So anyway, no matter how boring and completely uncreative a gift it is and maybe i am trying to wash away a little of this guilt i have looming over me.. i hope it brings them a little bit of comfort at least.