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If I Had 3 Wishes, Hmm What Will It Be?

I will not sound corny like those participating in any beauty pageant seeking “world peace” but it is fast becoming a reality that world peace is indeed a priority, given the terrorist attacks that could happen at any event or gathering.

Global warming has taken us by storm. Australia is having heat waves and bush fires whilst a cold snap has swept Japan and the rest of the world.

I was told that Hong Kong had a relatively mild winter. Meanwhile my lil red dot has been inundated with flash floods, not because of poor drainage but due to the heavy rains equivalent to 4 days of usual rain water, falling on one day.

Our netizens, as always, have a funny bone in them and very quickly, I received funny photos of our Olympian medalist, Joseph Schooling doing his infamous butterfly stroke in the flood waters and dolphins with surfers having their fun!

It is good to laugh about these things but the reality is real as many vehicles stalled in the knee high waters, causing massive engine damage. At least the tow truck company made a roaring business.

I am enjoying the rains and cooler weather. I am always grateful for rain as it is water to me. I was told that South Africa is having a heat wave and that even 1 millimeter of water is relished and treasured. I cannot imagine a drought in Singapore as we will be parched and so will our trees and greenery around us.

So if I had 3 wishes, what will I wish for?

For me, no health is no wealth. Why? If one does not have good health, one cannot be economically viable and even if one is obscenely rich, the riches will be spent on trying to find better health or one cannot even enjoy their wealth.

Someone commented that many say that they will travel the world when older but when older, they cannot trek up Macchu Picchu or see things in unique corners of the world. I agree. I am not that old but already I feel like 90 years as my spine is a pain, literally.

If one has health, but no wealth and is living in perennial poverty, it then becomes a vicious cycle of struggling to subsist. By poor here, I do not mean the lifestyle akin to my MR EX. I genuinely refer to those really living in poverty with extended tummies from hunger.

If one has health, wealth but there is no world peace, again what is the point?

Wealth dissipates when there is no world peace as economies suffer shocks as the stock markets plunge each time a terrorist attack hits. People will be fearful in such times and both fiscal policies and economic policies suffer.

So, my 3 wishes has got to be health, wealth and world peace.

Soppy? Probably!





My Ponderings On The Future Of My World

I grew up in a mixed environment of changes or rather I am one humanoid that is always caught in between changes. I call self the generation of imposed changes due to circumstances!

In school I was one of the cohort to be experimented on for 3 languages; English, Mandarin and Bahasa Melayu. At that time, they wanted to us to know our “national language” which was Malay. This failed as our government recognized the importance of English and Chinese (China was the future force to be reckoned with they felt and now, they are proven right!)

My gain from the failed experiment is I can speak 3 languages and 4 dialects.

In Junior College, we were not taught computer usage. PCs cost a staggering $3,000 to $5,000 excluding printer with ink cartridges.

I taught self how to play Nintendo games and bought an Octopus game of running to the treasure boat and removing the treasure without being caught by an Octopus with all its tentacles. It kept my fingers nimble and mind busy as I soon stopped reading books in favor of this game.

In University I was taught SAP. I learnt how to use the PC and Wordperfect back then was the rage. IBM fell and Apple took over with Microsoft suite of software began in leading the pack.

Very quickly I adapted and used these contraptions and basically was happy as I need not write anymore. My handwriting is really illegible! It was a pain to write and I realized now, it was because I was not diagnosed with arthritis then.

From floppy disks to thumb drives and now external hard disks, I moved on and upwards to cloud to save documents.

I learnt things on my own, not because I wanted to but because I had to for work use. Companies that I worked in were stingy on getting training out for us and thankfully I pick things up quickly. I feel learning IT in a structured setting does not help much as compared to one that goes hands on. This is true as this is how children today pick up and learn tech stuff on their own.

I am not tech savvy but I learn the different functions of the PC and try to be as literate as I can to grasp the meaning and concept of how things work.

With it, I learnt how software solutions are presented for various industrial use; offshore crewing, marine shipping, payroll, retail etc.

From mobile phones, I went onto Blackberries (*not the fruit but the handheld gadget of Wall Street world) to smartphones like androids, iPhones, ipads or Galaxy tabs! Texting became the rage and my nightmare at the last Electrical Lord made me hate this as he would send me more than 100 photos and messages once midnight came about as he is an owl.

That moron had the luxury to sleep in till 2pm whereas I need to be at work by 8am.

The saying goes that the world is my oyster and within it, comes the pearl.

Well, the oysters are getting more and more and I have not found pearls of wisdom just yet as what I learnt today, is continuously upgraded to new levels.

I wonder how I will live in this world when I get older and do not have an office environment to support my learning of the future.

As it is, I cannot live without my mobile android as without it, I am lost! I do not even remember telephone numbers anymore as I have more than 1,000 contacts in my phone. Gee to memorise 1,000 numbers x 8 digits would definitely ensure I will never get into a state of dementia!



Static – One Word Prompt

Mr Eyeglasses has been in the same job since graduation. This spans more than a decade.

I felt he was static in his career. 

But if the job was good, bosses do not irritate and he was happy doing the same job, I told him to stay as good jobs are hard to come by.

This was when we met at Bates Motel as we exchanged updates.

I know Mr Eyeglasses for more than 10 years. Time flies. He is helpful and has a 13 year old.

Today as I returned from my medical tests, I heard my phone beeped repeatedly for text messages whilst driving. Whoever text me was impatient and soon my phone rang.

It was Mr Eyeglasses. He said that he text me for help.

I was stunned with what he shared.

He was arrested Friday evening and was charged with Criminal Breach of Trust (CBT) and forgery.

Who charged you? Why? How come?

He shared that he has siphoned more than $400,000 over the 10 years and Friday he was caught in the act for pocketing $10,500.

He was crying. He was just released from police custody. He wanted my help for a lawyer.

I immediately called my good friend, a criminal lawyer, to help him citing lowered fees as Mr Eyeglasses is in dire straits.

I soon found out that Mr Eyeglasses is a gambling addict.

He found it easy to siphon company funds to fuel his gambling.

I told him as he has done the crime, he must pay the time.

He is looking at 5 years jail time if found guilty.

He admitted to the police.

It seems he accepted his static job as he was able to use it to fraudulently obtain funds.

Oh Mr Eyeglasses….you are in deep trouble now😔


Thursday, Almost Friday!

Life, what gives?

Not a whole lot.

Often times tears, fears and lesser times, joy and happiness.

When alive, worries abound!

Every soul I know worries about this or that.

Will one’s child do well in school?

Will financials suffice?

Will hubby or wife stray? The 7 year itch, it happens, so I am told.

Everyone wants a good life.

Everyone wants a healthy life.

Everyone has secrets. Some darker than others.

Everyone thinks there is a love of their life waiting out there. A soul mate of sorts….only in Hallmark feel good stories as the love of their lives can also be a recurring nightmare on Elm Street.

If lucky, you will live happily ever after.

Life is not perfect.

Life throws curve balls most times.

Jerry says it well….

*All cartoons are credited to creators of Garfield and Tom & Jerry series.



I have one word to describe the behavior of my bro-in-law who showed up with Statues yesterday evening – OBNOXIOUS!

If I  had a choice, I would not have gone over to mum’s last evening but I needed to, as I had to clear their errands for the house.

On arrival I saw him and I politely greeted him. He ignored me and went to the kitchen window to face the outside.

He then stomped to the living room area and told my father that ” I do not wish to be in the same room as her”

My father, as usual, did not stand up for me.

The background to this was that I am the Fall Guy because, my asinine bro-in-law, assumes that his ideas for Ikea furnishing for the new house was lampooned out the window my me!

Gee! I was not even a party to that decision and my parents had no gumption to tell him in his face that Ikea is not suitable for Asian cooking style of a kitchen or spot lights.

Being old, they are imbued in Asian style living and wanted bright lights – not the western warm lighting style.

But because I obtained quotes from the 3 parties and my parents decided on one, whatever the designer suggested was based on the likes of my mum.

Kitchen is her domain. Lightings had to be practical and bright as they needed bright lights – for citizens in their late eighties, they cannot tolerate dim lights.

I installed grab bars for their safety. Bro-in-law never put self in their shoes and did not see it in their eyes as seniors who need certain aides for their movement.

Sigh! I felt really hurt and upset. I explained to Statue that whatever I do is in the role of minion. I act according to the instructions of my parents, tailoring to their needs. I cannot impose my likes or views as I respect their choices.

In front of Statue, we went through selection of the roller blinds. Mum insisted on a particular color and the curtain blinds vendor is now on a task of selecting a special mustard yellow that is Mum’s favorite color for her room.

With that, I explained to Statue and Nephew that it is really uncalled for and ruddy rude of her husband and nephew’s dad to behave that way to me.

One cannot impose what one likes to others! Respect the needs and wishes of seniors is my behavior.

I felt really horrid last night after that encounter with the OBNOXIOUS man.

Sometimes, I wonder why my father would never speak up for me…*face palms…I forgot, I am not his favorite daughter!


So…Monday Begins…

Monday! Gee whiz and we are into day 8 of January 2018!

I had another medical scare last week and thankfully the doctor saw me immediately on Saturday, keeping his clinic open till then.

I thought I had cancer! He assured me that it was unlikely but I will need to do another test this Saturday to re-confirm it. For now, the tissue sample he has taken will await days to see if infection is apparent too.

I am tired. I wish I could really rest but I cannot as my parents house move is next week and I did openly tell mum that if the test proves to be cancerous, then I will need surgery but I will do so after I ensure that their move is done.

I have been going through their list of things and short of the physical move, all other paper work is duly completed, pending handover of the old flat on 20 February 2018 and transfer of season parking to the new block.

Life…and its lemons but what can I do but laugh right?

Next week will be even more stress for me as my ex siblings a.k.a “Statues” I call them will be in town. I firmly told dad to let his precious two preferred children to shut their trap and let me complete the move.

They have not offered assistance and I have had to seek help from my 3 friends to assist me with the operational move as singularly me alone, cannot be split into thirds! I cannot afford to have them aggravate my friends too who committed their annual leave day for my sake!

By appearing and the 2 statues think that they can be “supervisors” and point here and there, I told dad firmly, I will walk out of the move and I do not care if it was midway or otherwise. Dad has a habit of always playing the good guy and I am sick and tired of it as when push comes to shove, none of his 2 precious will roll up sleeves to get things done!

I cannot have contradicting instructions to the people on the ground as packing and unpacking has to be closely coordinated. It must move and end like clockwork.

I just need a break to regain sanity and will be so glad when January 15 2018 ends as it means I can breathe and slowly catch up on the bits and pieces of remaining aspects of the move.

The renovations have gone well and short of small amendments, the new unit is ready for occupancy.

I know that in reality I can only breathe better after February 13 2018 as other errands can close for mum and dad which also arrived on my plate.

Right now my plate has the main ingredients:


Closure of all utility accounts and incidentals relating to old unit and hooking up new unit

Main Course

Physical move of old unit items to new unit and handover of old unit.

Plus another major project to conclude.


Transfer of season parking and having the roller blinds put in for new unit

God speed is all I can wish for self and to ensure I do not keel over and die anytime soon. Though it will make me very happy to depart from this earthly realm! LOL! Let freedom fly then……far from the maddening crowd of moronic blood siblings and a father that never appreciates me, despite whatever I do to help, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week!



A Feel Good Moment For Me

When I open up and share with people on my trials and tribulations, others also in turn, share with me.

Last night I was particularly touched by a text message from Ms E.

Ms E used to work for MR EX and she handled my corporate account. I saw how badly MR EX milked her for every penny, paying her literally pebbles *too rude to say peanuts* and expecting her to work like a dog 24 hours without rest.

I blasted MR EX back then and he finally gave her a raise of $500. But his poor management and exploitation of her was really unfair as despite a raise of $500, she was still paid pittance by normal industry standard.

I spoke to Ms E at length and told her to quit working for MR EX as he is an unappreciative boss. Our corporate account with them paid them fees of $400,000 a month. There was no way, he did not make money as he claimed. The entire contract was sum was $9,600,000!

I urged Ms E to quit and seek greener pastures. Take what she learnt from me as client as I helped her set up the standards expected and how to manage the project.

Yes, crazy isn’t it? I pay for service and end up teaching them how to do a job!

I took pity on Ms E as her father was in dire straits and she needed money to subsist on.

11 years later, which was last night, I was delighted to hear from her.

She said that she managed to get back on her feet and is now doing a small floral gift business from home so that she be caretaker of her aged mum and still work on her home business. She quit her work with MR EX and realized that he will never keep his word of appreciating people.

LOL! I told her…” I hate to say, I told you so!”

MR EX is not a good man and I hope he changes, else karma will get back at him!

She further shared with me that in May 2017, she was diagnosed with cervical cancer but thankfully with early intervention and a hysterectomy, she does not need chemotherapy and is doing fine.

Though she did not contact me, she kept me in her prayers and often thought of me.

It was a feel good moment for me as and when such people think of me and send me a message. Ms E said that she will be going to Malacca and that she will buy me Malacca’s infamous pineapple tarts! I love these morsels of yummy treats and aargh…there goes my diet.

It is nice to be appreciated and for this, I am grateful!


Solutions Not Easily Found – Part 3

I too have my own trials.

Dad’s memory is worsening and mum called, crying over the phone that they both tried finding their way to my home but got lost for 5 hours before going home at 10pm.

Mum was worried about me and had wanted to pop by with food for me.

She was sad because her useless eldest daughter made her visit to her as an enroute to their holiday destination.

I knew that! I told mum not to be upset as sis does not care. In her mind the 2 old folks is in the way of her to get her hands on her due inheritance.

What sickens me is that if anyone wants inheitance, shouldn’t one put in the time to care for the seniors before encoffing them? Oops! They both made it clear they were not chipping in to pay for any funeral. Sigh! 

I have no answers for mum.

I knew from a long time back that her eldest daughter and youngest son did not care about them.

It was about money. 

If and when they croak, useless bro and Lizard can buy 3 properties in HK and live like lords.

Meanwhile useless sis will add to her stable of properties in NZ ensuring that her only son need not ever have to work a day in his adult life as he will have a huge amount of inheritances from his mum, my “wonderful” ex sister!

Don’t you just agree with me that there are no solutions to life’s lemons.

I often ask self where is the parity…for one who spends time and money to get equal share versus 2 others to do nothing to get equal shares?

I put forth this question to both my useless siblings, citing filial piety asking them each if they felt ashamed getting something out of doing nothing for their parents well being?

And so this is how the fight started…I am Jimminy Cricket and they want me to expire so that 50% each is better!

I am an obstacle and boy do I intend to be their boulder on their conscience.

But I doubt they have a conscience…sigh!

All I can do is look up at ths skies and wonder how will their lives end in the future?


Solutions Not Easily Found – Part 2

🐥Bird’s saga was not a good catch up for anyone, unfortunately.

Her father is at end stage lung cancer and is weighing less than 45kg in weight.

Nightly she has to cope with her father’s coughing and waking up to see to his needs.

Her mum has back pain and she has to do daily massages or rubs for her.

She has to also cope with long work hours that see her leaving office after 8.30pm daily.

The lack of sleep and good rest has made her sickly and she must plod on.

She bemoaned not having any self time as it is work and then home with chores.

Her 2 useless siblings are also non existent and we both commisserated with each other. We were both in the same boat for siblings that we both had ex communicated.

Without sounding wicked we both felt that it would be better for her father to pass quickly as the pain and suffering is too much.

We stopped texting when 🐥Bird reached her train destination station.

I feel for her. 

Keep chin up Bird..🐥all our woes will pass over time!👌


Solutions Not Easily Found – Part 1 

I have not been catching up with Bird 🐥and Chicken🐔of late as we have all been busy.

So when I could since I was resting at home, I was deeply saddened.

Chicken as always keeps a positive outlook sharing that her Mum in law aged 85 years is contemplating brain surgery as her “screws” were loose.

She shared that the CEO of in laws *her bro in law* called for an AGM of all shareholders i.e. all children and their spouses.

“It was a match fixer as there was no democracy” she texted. CEO put down his foot and said MIL is opting for operation. All will pay equal shares for hospital bill!

Without surgery MIL will have 2 to 3 years of life left!

Gee! At age 85 years MIL desperately wants to live on and on till 150 years old whereas I was ready to cash in all my chips!

I offered to Chicken that her MIL can have whatever years left of my life for her use. I do not need to live on and on as I don’t wish to. Life is literally a pain to me.

Chicken then shared that her MIL then went to obtain an oracle from the Goddess of Mercy.

She texted a laughing emoji and said that the oracle advised her against going for operation as she would die immediately. This means that surgery will see her die on the table.

I loved Chicken’s outlook of life. To me she has found zen. 

Nothing bothers her as life is factual.

Our texting ended as she reached her train station and said that she will be going for a brisk walk as her work day ended earlier.

I miss Chicken! 

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