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Of Things That Are Green Or Fly…..

I like walking and seeing things. That is, if my bones do not protest!

I admire architectural designs of homes or the structure of trees or the birds that I may see as I walk.

There are lots to see I realized and it is only recently that I have clarity of mind to stop, look and see the world around me. My life has been revolved around crazy work hours, working for unreasonable lords for the last 3 jobs and this time, I sacrificed lots of dollars for sanity or peace of mind to stop and smell the proverbial roses as one would oft quip.

I always find pigeons a menace as they tend to poop on my car or anything that is beneath where they roost. So I was quite happy to see them on a grassy patch across a canal drain where I was standing.

Pigeons tend to roost near mosques as the caretakers there would feed these homeless pigeons. Smart pigeons to know where there is a mosque, there will be food. I read an article some time back that pigeons have the smartest brain construct. LOL! I remember how we used to scold people for being “pigeon brained” as the size of a pigeon brain is alluded to be a silly goon of sorts.

I take that back now as pigeon brain is the smartest! LOL!

As I walk on, I marveled at the height of these trees. Unfortunately I do not know the botanical name of this tree shown below. But I do like the “tufts” of leaves or crown of leaves on the stem as it reminds me like a nicely coiffured hair style of a poodle! LOL!

But I do know the beautiful structure of this rain tree. I love the construct of this tree as its limbs or branches form a natural canopy of sorts and provide shade. It needs to have its crown regularly trimmed and check though, because in heavy rains or winds, these branches tend to break and fall off!

On my way home, I saw these lovely “apple mangoes” on the tree growing in the garden with a house on it. I felt like ringing the door bell and asking the owner if I might have some LOL! I bet he would give me too if I asked. But I didn’t !

And how do I know it is an “apple mango” specie? Mum used to have 4 types of mango trees in her lovely sprawling garden. She bought the grafted mango trees of “Papaya mango”, “Coconut Mango”, “apple mango” and “lychee mango” trees from her regular landscaper. He was a spritely old man with sun browned skin and white hair and loved experimenting with different types of fruits.

Sadly the man has since passed at a ripe old age of 90 plus years! His business is left to his son and since mum does not have a garden anymore, I walk to his farm just to have a nostalgic view of what trees or plants are for sale.


Expect – One Word Prompt

To expect and not get what you expect leads to disappointment. TRUTH!

To expect anything in any relationship is a torture when it does not materialise. TRUTH!

I expect trust, honesty and sincerity in a boy girl relationship. I AM STUPID HERE! 

*Face palms self* – this is so archaic as these days, it is about how much value one is to the other!

MR EX wanted to present self to me at 4.30pm but arrived fashionably late at 5.30pm. This is his attempt to patch up whatever “ship” he thinks he has with me.

As usual he asks of me for a favor ie to take a video of him asking for donations for his latest charitable cause. 

For a pauper that he claims he is, he can afford to do all this to get more fame. 

Like Jack in a box he pops up and like Houdini, he disappeared in the blink of an eye within 1 hour.

His alien space ship of business moguls arrived it seems.

I heard noise but did not register what he says. Selective hearing and strategically tuning out is what I do best with this character.

For anything he says is almost never ever truthful, I learnt to expect nothing from MR EX.

To me, MR EX is kinda like Jack Shit 🤣

Meanwhile….I can see he has grazed the whole side of his Mercedes 300.

Obviously he is not a safe driver. For that, I am glad he is alive as he loves to text and drive.

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Demons In My Closets….Maybe….

We all have our little demons in the closets – well literally, there are no huffing puffing dragons or lil Yodas in there, probably just inanimate furball Garfields. LOL!

I do have my little demon in the closet and the biggest one is the one with my siblings.

It is often easily said that we must forgive in order to move on. I find this “forgiving” nonsense very hard to do and worst if it was to advocate a “move on” status – as if like nothing happened. Hell no!! It did happen and I have the emotional scars to show for it too!

Classmate (CM) is one that has little patience or compassion for people. He is neither kind nor helpful. I surmise this from the way he replies or sends messages about this or that. He shows me this side of him. As to if he is or not, I really would not know. He lives for self and is heavily self-centered in my opinion.

Back to my demon in the closet – I know I do not fit into my family of siblings. I only have one brother and I sister but the family politics whilst growing up was real. In a tiny family unit of 5 members, dad sat on the faction of the bro and sis whilst mum had to take my side, seeing how unfair I was treated. I was like in a triad, except it comprised family members.

I feel that my dad has to take ownership of the state of affairs he is in today.

He advocated the intent of my bro and sis to make my growing up years difficulty.

My family is not poor but we are not tycoons…just ok. Still, I was made to go hungry and be deprived of things that bro and sis would easily get their hands on. I went to bed with my tummy rumbling and when I went to the kitchen to help self to a slice of bread, my sister scolded me by saying that I have “no right to eat” in this house of theirs.

I knew what Cinderella felt!

The irony of it is that today, when dad is getting old and memory failing, his two beloved children of his faction cannot be bothered with him. Neglect or cannot be bothered means the same to me. Neither will either provide for him. They chime in unanimously to say that Dad has money to use for self.

The only idiot who would stand by him and be his aide is non other than me – the most hated and detested by him.

I often wonder if his memory loss is a cruel punishment for his part played in my growing up years?

I should not say it but I think it.

Karma is real I guess. Dad is or can be selfish. He still is today. He only cares to eat the best and the finest.

I spoke to him recently, and he has no memory of what he did. His only response to me was that he did not know all the awful things that bro and sis did to me behind the scenes. Ya right!!

I wonder if his memory loss is brought on by his wanting to “forget” how badly he treated me compared to the other 2 children he has. Perhaps in some sublime way?

I still stand up for him to chide the other 2 for not wanting to play any role in their favorite parent’s aging life. Such is my character.

I have become the thorn in their sides and with all the bullying they did to me, I have become acerbic, sarcastic and am not afraid to challenge anyone when I know I am right.

Bro is cruel to play mind games with me and accuses me for being mental in making all this up! He claims he played no part in making my growing up years hellish! Looks like he has early onset dementia then is my comment! To him, I am MAD as in insane as I make up all this scenarios in my heard. Perhaps I should be institutionalized then I asked him!

These experiences have given me courage to speak up for the underdogs in society and the gumption to lobby hard to the government to do a much needed service for the less fortunate.

I am who I am today for what my dad and siblings have created in me. I know pain, suffering and hardship. I also know what it was like to have a family in name but I was never a part of the family.

When walking with sis and she meets people she knows, she would not introduce me and when asked, she will say I am nobody or she does not know me.

I hit hard when I am right and I hit even harder when I know unfairness exist.

My belief is to live life with a conscience. Live it with compassion and understanding from within and do not see money as the beginning and the end.

I come with nothing and I will leave with nothing.

If I lack mobility or lose motor skills or cognitive skills, I am reduced to the mercy of others.

Like a good friend of mine always remind me – if no one will fire up the BBQ pit, my ashes will never be. So pray hard that there is that one thumb to press the start the cremation process.

Only then, can I die in peace!

Karma bites…..


Risky – One Word Prompt

We all take risks.

But I prefer to take calculated risks to make an informed decision.

We cannot cover all bases as there are no full proof solutions or one size fits all.

At best, we have a good overiew. I call this overview, “a helicopter view” and it is useful as it gives me worst or best case scenarios.

This way we will not be seen as taking risky decisions or “wing it” type of decisions.

Admittedly, I am risk averse. I do my homework.

In Singlish, our lil red dot peopling are a risk averse lot. We call our own traits as *kiasu* or afraid to lose.

We are also afraid to “die” or lose in financial risks. In Singlish, we call this *kiasi* ie literally afraid to take risks. If risks are high, we lose and “die” (*not literal death but a loss of sorts which is usually financial)

Maybe that is why we as Singaporeans can survive with little or no natural resources! Ha! Ha!



Despite more than 16 surgeries of which 3 were life or death, I refused to succumb to any of my lemony issues.

To be fair, I did not fight either to live.

Instead I resigned self to what will be, will be.

I entrusted my life to a team of 12 surgeons and great physicians.

They played GOD since the real GOD decided to go on vacation and has been, ever since.

After more than 30 hospitalisations, I am not bitter.

I just accept that 🍋🍋🍋🍋are a part of my life and my destiny lies in suffering pain, being diced and sliced, often losing my ability to breathe.

For the surgeons more faint hearted, they surrendered their FRCP MBBS degrees to me and said those belonged to the waste bin.

For that one surgeon that loved me so much, he was so hurt that he could not function. I could not love him back.

I often wished I succumbed to illnesses plaguing me. It would remove all my pain, suffering and or enquiring mind on the proverbial “WHY”

I have no answers.

I did not succumb.

I wish I did.

But till then, laugh….and more lemonade anyone? 🍋🍋🍋

Lemon pie perhaps?


Fraud – One Word Prompt

One must never commit fraud, else one lives in a shroud of fear. This has always been my motto.

There is a difference between criminal intent or naivete.

I have been involved in investigations for fraud on behalf of Lords and accordingly sent 3 people for free food and lodging behind bars!

Did I like doing it? 

Nope as these were my colleagues.

The largest sum that 1 out of 3 ladies took was SGD 1 million. She is serving time now and has 2 years remaining on her 3 year jail term. Before she surrendered self she looked me up and mysteriously said that she should have listened to me.

I was stunned. She surrendered after that and I found out in the news that she was arrested without bail.

I felt for this 25 year old as she did the crime to spite China Lord who treated her badly. She should have just resigned instead of stealing through payroll she did.

The 2nd lady siphoned more than $100,000 in gifts and goods. But the district prosecutor could only nail her for 3 counts of fraud which amounted to $30,000. She was jailed for 3 months and adjudged a bankrupt. 

This one I detested as she was treated so well by our boss so much so that she was given full trust to handle petty cash and a corporate card. 

She used the funds to buy Tiffiany items and online gifts for her friends to show off.

Lady #3 was a habitual gambler at the slot machines. She allegedly took $30,000 and resigned. She was not convicted as she covered her tracks well. The last I heard she and her husband were made bankrupts.

Fraud is not worth committing. If you do the crime, you do the time.

In lil red dot, Criminal Breach of Trust or CBT as a servant is a criminal offence. This carries a jail term and the crook must pay back every penny taken.

Cut your coat according to your cloth. Live within your means and all will be good.


Thursday Natter – All About Complainers

It has been rather pleasant waking up to thundery showers and cooler temperatures this past week. I like it when it rains but then to be fair, the pedestrian or public transport taker will be rather unhappy as it means trudging through the rain in their office attire. They might have their designer look thwarted, arriving to work like a bedraggled beagle! LOL!

Still, our government has done a fair job of having sheltered walkways and often times; public housing has a canopy shielding commuters from the foot of the block of their units to the bus stop or to the MRT station. So the majority arrives perfectly dry. It depends on location and hence the real estate adage of location! Location! Location! is pretty accurate!

One of the biggest worry for both motorist and pedestrian is that trees will topple or branches break off during a windy storm. The upside to greenery throughout the island is the cool shade, green lung areas and greening of the environment. The downside is, falling branches or trees can kill or maim or incapacitate people.

People complain when the roads are cordoned off from say 5 lanes of traffic to 2 lanes to allow tree pruning and or checking of the health of trees. A it is, the NParks department has allocated weekends for tree pruning to be carried out, unless of emergency situations whereby their team of arborists find a decaying tree and poses a life threat to commuters.

We complain when there are no trees and we complain when trees need to be pruned or felled.

We complain when a branch falls and injures or kill someone.

As a country, lil red dot is famous for its queueing, complaining and food.

We love to complain.

We are officially known as a nation of complainers.

We complain about everything and anything. I guess this keeps our government well-oiled and on its toes.

 We love good food.

Today it was announced that our 2 stars Michelin restaurant “Andre” will close its unit in Bukit Pasoh Road as Chef Chiang wants to return to Taiwan and redo his “Jaws” outlet there. After closure on Valentine’s Day in 2018, he will work on a new concept in its place. He will also return his Michelin stars!

Chefs are interestingly brilliant people. Their minds think differently and they feel that they ought to shut down a business when it is roaring and not when it starts to “die” – this way, they are remembered for its success and not for its failure!

We love to queue – especially when it is for launch of new phones, food or promotions. I often ask why someone would queue for the food when they did not try it before. Their philosophy is, since there is a queue, hands down, it must be good! LOL! Good analogy is my take!

So, there is no pleasing everyone in Singapore.

This is possibly why we are a nation of survivors with good sovereign wealth. As a nation state, we are resource poor. In fact ZERO resources save for humans. Yet, I suspect our complaintive nature has kept us never satisfied and always seeking for betterment.

Not too bad then….we are not too bad! Complaining has its upside after all LOL!



My Lil Red Dot We Call Singapore!


This is my country,

This is my flag,

This is my home!

This is Singapore,

We are Singaporeans!

Majulah Singapura!

Another week passes by and it is the weekend. Before I know it, a brand new week starts!

Gee! 2017 is whizzing by without thought, at least for me.

All I did in 2017 was to battle work Lords, landed 2 jobs of which I did not fit and the other I am still in.

A recent sampling of things that happened in Lil Red Dot that interested me were that our newly minted President Halimah is moving out of public housing on advice of security agency. It was rather nice to have a high ranking statesperson living in public housing, mingling with us humans.

Another interesting bit of news was that mobility devices are banned from roads but riders can ride on the sidewalks like pedestrians. I am waiting for them to bar such devices in shopping malls. Parents are letting their little monsters or urchins ride the malls in these devices at break neck speeds. We are the bowling pins!

Last week I had an idiot woman in office clothes, wearing really high stilettos on her e scooter zipping across the road onto the pedestrian crossing without pausing to look left or right and I had to hit the brakes so hard to give her “right of way” – she seemed to think it was her “grandfather’s road” [*local connotation to mean, use the road without heed of others, thinking one has right of way!”

2 days ago, a young toddler on an e scooter was hit by a driver on the road. Toddler is alive, thankfully!

2 months and 20 days left or lesser after this scheduled post to Christmas!

Time flies and soon sleigh bells will be ringing sans snow!

Some useful notes about my lil red dot….

(*for my lovely new readers, this is our national pet name for Singapore when one of Indonesia’s past president made fun of our size and called us a lil red dot to humiliate us on our size. Our then founder Prime Minister Lee Kuan Yew rebutted with a smile and said that we are a lil red dot, but we are like chilli padi (*a lethal small fiery chilli pepper that is so small but packs a whallop in spiciness)

Lil red dot may be small in size, with no natural resources and I quote our Ministry of Foreign Affairs website,

Straits Times: S’pore is 3rd-richest country: Forbes

Singapore is the third-richest country in the world, ranking behind only Qatar and Luxembourg, according to Forbes magazine. Using the most recent International Monetary Fund data available, Forbes said Singapore ‘thrives as a technology, manufacturing and finance hub with a GDP (PPP) per capita of nearly US$56,700 (S$71,200)’. This compares with a per capita gross domestic product (GDP), adjusted for purchasing power (PPP), of more than US$88,000 for the world’s richest nation, Qatar. The Persian Gulf emirate of 1.7 million people taps the world’s third-largest reserves of natural gas for its wealth, some of which it is pouring into the construction of all air-conditioned stadiums for the 2022 World Cup. Coming in second, with slightly more than US$81,000, was Luxembourg. The tiny Grand Duchy, bordered by Belgium, France and Germany, has only a half-million people, but scores as a financial hub with banking secrecy laws that makes it a tax haven, Forbes said. The magazine said it compiled its rich list by examining the GDP of 182 countries, adjusted for PPP, which is preferred by economists when doing international comparisons. It says this takes into account the relative cost of living and inflation rates. This is mostly from 2010 figures, but a 2009 estimate in Singapore’s case. But Forbes quotes associate professor of economics Gian Luca Clementi, of New York University’s Leonard N. Stern School of Business, as saying that ‘the numbers must be taken with a grain of salt’.  Many issues, including how the quality of goods varies from country to country, can make any GDP comparisons misleading, he said. The top 10 list includes fifth-ranked Brunei, the United States at No. 7, and eighth-placed Hong Kong”. ) *End of Quote (*Source Ministry of Foreign Affairs)


Superficial – One Word Prompt

I dislike being superficial or knowing that a “friend” is being superficial.

MR EX fits the ambit of being superficial.

There can be no loyalty from him, only utilitarian usage.

If you are of use, he will fake interest, buttered with superficial actions to confound you into believing a warm and generous man lies within.

He can create stories like Walt Disney without making us realise we are conned into his thinking.

There are many MR EXs amidst our lives in social circles or at work.

The trick is to see through “superficialness” and act in remembrance of the message shared here.

*Pardon the “French” or “F” word below!

Take care and treasure good friends and discard energy sucking vampires like my MR EX!😉


My Oddest Think Thoughts – You Think?

I am, to the best of my own knowledge, an odd ball.

No no…don’t get me wrong, I dress normally and eat normally. I also act normally and behave normally.

But I have the oddest think thoughts and different things I see amuse me with blog post ideas.

I see daily things such as an elderly person picking up used card boxes for recycling and wonder why his children let him do this? Or maybe he is alone. The hard laborious work he puts in as he rips the boxes to flatten it and put onto his push cart.

The regular “karang guni” man (*rag bone man in our local dialect) that plies his route to buy used newspapers to eke a living is already in his 60s. I saw him with plasters everywhere on his arm. I asked what happened and he told me he had a bottle of beer at home and fell onto the floor. Thankfully he was not worst off, with a concussion as I suspect he lived alone.

Classmate (CM) shared with me that he went to enroll for downgrading courses as a security officer. I told him it is not “downgrading” courses but Skills Future development – you see, I tend to be politically correct!

Everyone in lil red dot is worried about their old age. I am too.

I am single and will die single and as CM shared, please make sure I do not stink up the neighborhood!

S Man chimed in when I was in a conversation with him over text messaging. He shared that he often looks in on his professor in Australia where he studied as he was alone too. He also asked me to ensure that I have a circle of good friends who will look in on me when I grow old. S Man is married with 2 children. He is struggling despite having 1 PhD and 2 master degrees.

Bird Man said the same to me too.

I shot back at both of them…of course flashing my pearly whites…” so are you considered a good friend of mine?”

Both said “yes”

My odd thoughts are that these are words that are valid now, in this moment in time. Things change, people change and time changes people.

I will not hold anyone to look in on me when I grow old.

Instead, I must grow old graciously and choose how I die unless I die of a massive heart attack or stroke! Not unlikely as people in lil red dot are dying of heart ailments, strokes, cancers ( top 4 being lung, breast, prostate and liver).

I just wish to die a quick death, not a lingering one as this is the worst kind of death really!

I just heard from Bird that her father is dying in hospital as he has terminal lung cancer. 

I feel for Bird and told her to be strong and pray hard her father passes soon so that his suffering ends.

Sigh! Life is tough!

We are feeling it as we age….