It’s the first anniversary of Mr Lee Kuan Yew’s death today……
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People are strange. They are constantly angered by trivial things, but on a major matter like totally wasting their lives, they hardly seem to notice.
Charles Bukowski (1920 – 1994), American writer
And snow is falling on my WordPress blog……
Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Henry Scott Holland, The King of Terrors (sermon)
Went for the funeral of a friend’s younger brother yesterday evening. He was only 24, in his last year of university…… 天有不测风云，人有旦夕祸福…… :(
The haze is horrific today! During daylight, you could see that everything outside was tinged with a mist of grey. Closing the windows helps a little, but the foul air is still able to seep in through cracks…… It’s 8.30 pm now, and as of 8 pm the PSI reading for the entire island ranged from 215 to 263……
About five more days to Polling Day. I don’t remember the hustings in past years being this intense – the amount of vitriol spilled everywhere is simply TOO DAMN HIGH!
Still can’t believe our little island will be voting on 11 September! I was hoping that the General Election would be held next year. For now we’ll all have to endure the requisite name calling, mud slinging and shade throwing among the parties and populace till then, extinguishing the last vestiges of goodwill generated by the recent SG50 birthday bash.
I was on the MRT to work this morning, when I suddenly noticed the digital sign declaring ‘NS27 Marina Bay’, heard the sound system announced ‘City Hall’ next, and then the train pulled into Dhoby Ghaut station. For a moment I thought I had found myself in the Twilight Zone……
So I wrote to Kopitiam and the National Environment Agency (NEA) about Lau Pa Sat’s toilets on Tuesday, and the latter responded to me yesterday!!! Hope to see the washrooms in a much better condition should I go back in future!!!
Subject: Feedback on toilet in Lau Pa Sat
Dear Ms (my surname)
We refer to your feedback on the above matter and apologize for your unpleasant experience.
Our officers have sternly warned the management to step up on their cleaning and maintenance regime so as to ensure that the toilets are kept clean and in good working order at all times.
The technicians are already starting work on the affected toilets.
We will conduct surprise checks to ensure compliance and take summary action for any violation of our regulations.
For further queries or clarifications, you may call us at 1800-CALL NEA, use the feedback form available in myENV mobile application or NEA website at http://www.nea.gov.sg
Thank you for your feedback.
(name of NEA staff) (Mr)
Environmental Health Department
National Environment Agency
Was at Lau Pa Sat one evening back in April. To my absolute horror, I found that their toilet was in a completely deplorable condition. Had been intending to provide the management with feedback, but kept putting it off. Today, I finally emailed them, and also sent a copy to the National Environment Agency:
Subject: Feedback on toilet in Lau Pa Sat
On 23 April 2015 just past 9 pm, I visited Lau Pa Sat for a late dinner. Before eating, I went to use the ladies, and what a sight greeted me! It was nothing short of a post-apocalyptic wasteland. Filthy to the point of disgrace. The stuff of nightmares. I did not take any photos (too nauseating), but I’m sure you can imagine.
Somehow, I had the feeling that this was not a once-off occurrence. I hope the management of Lau Pa Sat will take the cleanliness of the toilets seriously, for both the patrons and workers of this eating place. Thank you.
Time flies like an arrow, fruit flies like a banana.
Half a year is done, and it’s July already……!
My friend Gabriel posted this question on Facebook:
Why do I have 3 tubes of Colgate toothpaste in my toilet?
Responses I really liked:
– ‘Asexual reproduction’
– ‘Life will find a way. / No wait…’
– ‘There were 4 and someone took one?’
And this was mine: ‘there are more toothbrushes on our toothbrush rack than there are people at home. best thing is, some of my family members keep their brushes elsewhere… :/’ Curious, indeed!
“There’s a spot of light, Mr. Morris, when we’re born, and it’s a little bit of God,” he told him. “It grows as you become a good son, neighbor, husband, parent and friend and it grows more each time you do a good deed, each time you listen with an open heart.”
My father nodded. The white room had become a kind of tent of spiritual revival.
“I want you to imagine your whole life now, Mr. Morris,” the rabbi said as he took his hand. “And for each time you did something good, imagine it as a little glow you left behind that lights a dark road stretching back in time. It’s a long, long road of lights now, isn’t it?”
My father nodded again. Then he smiled. Through my tears I could see his spots of light, shining for all his acts of kindness — taking in strangers for dinner, sending postcards to lonely neighbors, doing free legal work, handing out old tennis rackets and sneakers to kids in municipal parks, showing respect for anyone he met, telling me over and over how proud of me he was. He wasn’t perfect, and he wasn’t the most responsible husband or father. But he did the best he could. His trail of lights was glowing pearly as it receded into the dark. When the rabbi got up to go, Dad startled us by clearing his throat.
“That was beautiful, Rabbi,” he said.
A touching article that moved me to tears – click here to read ‘Directing the Final Scene’.
Started my next adventure at a tech startup located in a warehouse in Toa Payoh. I didn’t know what to expect at first. The whole team is small, super young, and dresses really casually. (I wore heels today and shall be opting for flat shoes come next week!) And they’re usually all guys, but are having four females out of five interns for the next few months – three undergrads from the National University of Singapore (one is male) and two MBA candidates from the University of Oslo. Their office (really just one large room) is a confluence of organized chaos. There’s really a lot to learn, and I really feel like a fish out of water…… I hope I can make magic here!!! :D