Thursday, June 11, 2015


"I can't take a man who doesn't know what he wants."

Not directed at yours truly, yet it struck me all the same.

What do I want? What do men want?

Significance? To be remembered?  A life well-lived, whatever that means to you?

"Time is running out."

For who? For what?

For when do we know the ripe timing?

To move. To go. To call. To live. To fathom.

Onwards here I go.

Saturday, June 06, 2015

Once Knocked Twice Shy

Deja vu is a feeling or recollection of another experience that seems the same as the current one.

While tension is when all of you tightens and puts itself, whether productively or not, towards the outcome you want.

Sadness is that low feeling which comes after some knocks and blows.

Move forward is what you really want, though you often can't see the way to your destination.

Now, how about it?

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Sunday, March 29, 2015

Remembering LKY

My thoughts after 6 days of reading/hearing tributes and accounts of Lee Kuan Yew:

We should be grateful to know and appreciate how LKY's leadership has brought us from kampung to city-state in a matter of 50 years. Giving us the wealth and security that SG enjoys today. Through his hard-knuckled policies, insights for government and politics, stepping back to let new leadership take over, love for country and countrymen, global reputation with world leaders... Criticism aside, today's SG, along with all who benefitted, owe so much to him. Younger ones may not understand his role and contributions right now, and I hope they will soon. Because we should not take all these for granted and assume that what we have will continue.

So, recognising where we come from is one thing, and because life goes on, the next thing for us is knowing where we are headed. The future's uncertain and full of questions. What kind of era are we transiting into? Will SG continue to prosper, however we choose to define prosperity? What kind of values and world reputation do we want and how do we keep and achieve those? What's each of our roles in this future? Will we still remember our roots years from now?

Let's try and see what works, I believe the answer might be. We'll plan our way and believe for the best, as we take one step at a time.

Thank you, Mr. Lee. May you rest in eternal peace.

Friday, December 26, 2014


Wednesday, November 12, 2014


What is it that holds one back from pursuing/living out his life fully? Is it fears or concerns tightly held? Or unknown unknowns, beyond a gut dissatisfaction?

Will everyone really pan out for our good and problems get resolved eventually? We always hope for a way of escape, a comfortable path, but maybe, maybe moulding is at hand because it's what we become that's all important.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Into own's realize survival involves others

I watched Into The Wild, a true account adapted to book and film about Christopher McCandless, an intrepid civilization-forsaking 23yo who hiked into Alaska and (inadvertently or not) never to return.

The show portrays his wanders first south then north for his ultimate goal of Alaska in his bid and, very sadly, his failed attempt to survive and exit the wild. More poignant are his thoughts and universalist outlook on life and society, and the odd lives and friendships he comes into contact with.

My observations through the show:

Chris's getting away from family--even gave himself a new name and identity--caused them grief and pain, yet his parents' fraught marriage also pained his life in deep ways. That's why he wanted to get away.

Can you and I or anyone really just abandon one's present identity and obligations and start anew elsewhere? Isn't that simply running away without dealing with the situation? Perhaps it is in venturing out that some discover their identity.
It seems he realizes in the end, from reading Tolstoy and own realization, that he can't live alone and happiness includes being with others. Initially he ditched his name and identity (white, middle-class, college graduate), but still remembers his family and his own christened name.

Family matters. To you, and you to them.

If he had been able to get wilderness survival tips, whether from someone physically with him or from the Internet, he might have made it out alive. But how long can one really survive on wild game (vitamins?), books (bored?) and nature (no one to share thoughts and feelings with)?

Such a nomad, live-off-the-land lifestyle is definitely not imaginable for city dwellers who are used to modern pleasures of food, entertainment, possessions etc. and career, money and aspirational wants.

Afternote thought: If Chris was alive today, would he have kept his social media accounts or would he have deleted and eschewed them totally? Since "happiness is not real until shared."