kad raya

I wonder why I ever stopped writing raya cards and receiving any for that matter.

Raya is just around the corner and sadly I have neither received any yet nor have I given any to anyone. Well, we had one posted by our next door neighbour but that was addressed to my dad. My heart tells me it is going to be just like last year and the years before. Nil raya cards.

With the evolution of communication, tangible cards are rapidly being replaced. While I think the emails, e-cards and smses are a practical and great compensation, nothing beats receiving a beautiful, colourful and personalized raya cards from your special ones.

I still remember that feeling I had, anticipating for Mr. Postman daily and that flipping of the heart when I saw bulk of cards addressed to me. And that smile I had on my face upon looking at the familiar handwriting because I already knew who the senders were. But that time has long gone; I wonder to myself what happened.

Back then, my family used to print our own raya cards and I remember watching my dad writing them and sending them without fail every year. And raya shopping back in the days also meant shopping for lots and lots of raya cards. I don't quite remember when we decided to put a stop to it. I wonder was it because my dad stopped, I followsuit.

However, I don't think without raya cards will make it less a raya. I think it is simply a medium and has become a culture that we have long abide to make it truly a raya. To me, raya cards or no raya cards, I am still going to enjoy my raya. And I will hug you, shake your hands, and look you in the eye and sincerely utter words from the heart.

And I guess that's why.