Monday, 7 April 2008

SHAMBLES



Look at the photographs of the old house that I took. The place has practically gone to waste. This house (or what is left of it) was where my dad was born. My great grandfather, Cheah Tuck Kong, bought it and had willed to his sons. He had done his will in such a way that only the sons would be able to inherit it and also they could in no way sell it off. Well, the late Mr Cheah had 4 sons, the eldest lived in Shanghai, the second in Hong Kong, the third (my grandad lived in Malaysia) and the youngest was a Singaporean. All the sons have passed on and since there were and still are a lot of legal blocks concerning the inheritance and sale of the place, no one can claim it. One needs to get proof of the death of all four sons (meaning procuring the death certs from Shanghai, Hong Kong, Singapore and Malaysia) and then again they have to see who was the one who died last. If I am not mistaken, my uncle Joseph Cheah was the last to pass away in an old folks home in Singapore. He was a divorcee with no children and had not named any heir nor did he make a will. And ta-da, you have a house that is in such a state. I have heard tales from the elders that houses that are not lived in by humans become the "haunt" (forgive the pun) of ghosts. Provided that there is still a roof covering it. If the roof has totally collapsed then it would not be suitable as sunlight is like "Ridsect" to the ghosts.

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