My world is only black and white, not rainbow, colors...
Growing up and as I aged I have, but, a few regrets
I have more blessings than victories
Winning is my goal but losing was never always a blow
I win some, I loss some and was defeated many times
Sufferings, going through trials and challenges
Wrongfully blamed, rejections and defeats
I take it like a breeze and held my fort
Not that I am a born hero nor and that I am made of hardened spirit
I am like you - a human
The real world is cruel & the best man wins, not necessarily righteously
Time and tides wait for no man & winners take all
For what fate has in store for you, nobody knows
For tomorrow is never promised
Many wait for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
I? I ... I did not
I made black and white shine brightly
In darkness, I see light; In brightness, I found shelter
My journey is abundantly blessed with challenges and new frontiers
Rainbow
Black or White
I maybe alone... but definitely not lonely
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
When My Heart Stops
Like day and night, someday I will leave ...
There are so much to see and so much to explore
This little island is fast becoming disconnect to the world of reality
The dreams have become nightmare for many with rich-poor gap widening
Rewarding the selected few able and capable has made Lehman Brothers looks like a good junk bond
The educationally exceptional are called scholars and are earmarked for hi-speed success
Their career are planned, their destination can be seen from the horizon
The Selected Few; the future leaders! Omigosh, if you are one, you are potentially a multi millionaire
Work hard? Brilliant? Lucky? Guess, your ancestors' fengshui were correctly erected
Who is working hard? Everyone can work very, very hard but it's luck that sees you there
The poor, the less able and the less fortunate are foot soldiers in the battlefront
They have to fight for survival, fight to keep their jobs and what's on the table
Their jobs are as fluid as the flood of cheaper substitutes that rush onshore
There are no safety net, not even a float
Inequality and unfairness is the norm; Law of the jungle is the Law
If you fight, you bleed or gain. If you believe that others are fighting your cause, you are doomed
Money can buy most things and make living fine
Without money or poor, you are as listless as a boat in the ocean; drifting, surviving but not living
Someday, there should be a return
Returning the power to the people, for the people, by the people, no violence though
Someday when its my turn to go, I will go
But, I shall live healthily and share my ideals
If I can help mankind and my fellowmen live a little better, release them from bondages, I will
I am no super hero; just living fruitfully without regrets and fear
If tomorrow didn't come
I know I have lived to the fullest
There are so much to see and so much to explore
This little island is fast becoming disconnect to the world of reality
The dreams have become nightmare for many with rich-poor gap widening
Rewarding the selected few able and capable has made Lehman Brothers looks like a good junk bond
The educationally exceptional are called scholars and are earmarked for hi-speed success
Their career are planned, their destination can be seen from the horizon
The Selected Few; the future leaders! Omigosh, if you are one, you are potentially a multi millionaire
Work hard? Brilliant? Lucky? Guess, your ancestors' fengshui were correctly erected
Who is working hard? Everyone can work very, very hard but it's luck that sees you there
The poor, the less able and the less fortunate are foot soldiers in the battlefront
They have to fight for survival, fight to keep their jobs and what's on the table
Their jobs are as fluid as the flood of cheaper substitutes that rush onshore
There are no safety net, not even a float
Inequality and unfairness is the norm; Law of the jungle is the Law
If you fight, you bleed or gain. If you believe that others are fighting your cause, you are doomed
Money can buy most things and make living fine
Without money or poor, you are as listless as a boat in the ocean; drifting, surviving but not living
Someday, there should be a return
Returning the power to the people, for the people, by the people, no violence though
Someday when its my turn to go, I will go
But, I shall live healthily and share my ideals
If I can help mankind and my fellowmen live a little better, release them from bondages, I will
I am no super hero; just living fruitfully without regrets and fear
If tomorrow didn't come
I know I have lived to the fullest
Thursday, March 15, 2012
A Day Like Any Other Day
Waking up in the morning is the springtime of my life ...
Waking up to a healthy self
There is no complaining of rush hours, hectic schedules, datelines
Madness of the morning is a norm and routine
That we are healthily mobile and able is worth millions in blessings
In hospitals, hospice and the emergency wards
Waking up in the morning is a day gained
A new day borne with hopes, inspiration and motivation
Listening to the birds singing, smelling the roses and enjoying the morning dews, or simply, breathing
The poor yearns for his next meal while the rich wonders what to eat
The temple, the church, the mosque and places of worship opens at dawn to the delight of devotees
Blessings to individuals and the World at large
The omnipresence of God makes another day worth looking forward to and less onerous
My life, my journey
A day filled with hopes, deliverances and inspirations
Life and living is a blessing
Keeping healthy and sane
Taking all challenges in stride
I am thankful for another day of zest, zeal and unknown
Today is a day like any other day
A day in which God lives within me and gives me guidance
May your day be blessed and your physical well-being healthy
All the material gains and scheming thoughts will not last neither will there be everlasting happiness
人在做，天在看.
Nothing is impossible. Whatever the mind can think, it shall be delivered，
没有做不到的事，只是还没想到
Waking up to a healthy self
There is no complaining of rush hours, hectic schedules, datelines
Madness of the morning is a norm and routine
That we are healthily mobile and able is worth millions in blessings
In hospitals, hospice and the emergency wards
Waking up in the morning is a day gained
A new day borne with hopes, inspiration and motivation
Listening to the birds singing, smelling the roses and enjoying the morning dews, or simply, breathing
The poor yearns for his next meal while the rich wonders what to eat
The temple, the church, the mosque and places of worship opens at dawn to the delight of devotees
Blessings to individuals and the World at large
The omnipresence of God makes another day worth looking forward to and less onerous
My life, my journey
A day filled with hopes, deliverances and inspirations
Life and living is a blessing
Keeping healthy and sane
Taking all challenges in stride
I am thankful for another day of zest, zeal and unknown
Today is a day like any other day
A day in which God lives within me and gives me guidance
May your day be blessed and your physical well-being healthy
All the material gains and scheming thoughts will not last neither will there be everlasting happiness
人在做，天在看.
Nothing is impossible. Whatever the mind can think, it shall be delivered，
没有做不到的事，只是还没想到
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Singapore Dream Vs American Dream
A Singaporean laments ....
Judging from the netizens responses, Singaporeans seem to be loaded with frustration and needed to ventilate their views. These are not without reasons.
While it is factually correct that if you earned S$1,000, you can afford to buy a 2-room HDB flat but that's only mathematically surreal; what is left is not enough to eat and live a decent living.
Why spend $1.1bil to supplement the existing transport companies instead of issuing a license to a new transport operator and let them challenge the time-proven inefficiencies and lameness. Given protection, the duopoly need not to grow up!
Why spend $1.1bil to supplement the existing transport companies instead of issuing a license to a new transport operator and let them challenge the time-proven inefficiencies and lameness. Given protection, the duopoly need not to grow up!
There is a noticeable shortage of supply of local doctors, medical auxiliary personnels and even beds. Could this be an oversight in planning or co-ordination lapses? It is not too late to allow more Singaporeans to read medicine in our local universities and to train auxiliary medical support personnels in our Polys or ITEs.
With increased supply in five to eight years time, we would have narrow the gaps and provided sufficient beds to meet demand henceforth stabilizing medical costs.
While it is strategically intelligent to sponsor foreign students (scholars), who are potentially future leaders in their home country, it is imperative to be selective as recent (second upper class passes) statistics do not speak well of the so-called foreign scholars. Successful foreign scholars who returned home could be beneficial to Singapore in the long term but it is a moot bet.
Have faith with our locals; give them the support and built a local pool of talents. Why wouldn't we cherish our youths who screamed 'I will defend Singapore with my life' doing NS and all true blue Singaporeans who are here to stay?
When Singaporeans speak out against any, or some, policies, they are not necessarily unconstructive nor rebellious. It is because they feel the pinch and are bearing the brunt of the negative effects. If one person complains, it is probably him that is the problem. But, if many complain, there must be sound reasons and the complain must be investigated and its ill-causes rectified.
I believe our leaders have good intention and have a heart for locals. However, there is no need to make negative and sweeping statements nor dismiss an issue simply because a policy had been adopted. Could it be that the policy writers have been cope up in the 'ivory tower' drafting the policies without really understanding the grounds?
General Colin Powell accorded his battles successes to his men, especially those in the trenches and foxholes; the unadulterated feedback from the grounds.
A good leader has a heart for the people; an excellent leader shares his people's dream.
In this uncertain environment and economic volatility, our leaders must share the people's dreams and speak their lingo; being factually correct is not good enough, you need the human touch.
I am a true blue Singaporean who believe strongly that we, Singaporeans, will make it together. Let us not just be factually correct but to share a common dream - the people's dream.
It is overdue for Singaporeans to stand up and be counted as 'one people (Singaporean), one nation (Singapore)'. The foreign talents and foreign workers are here for economic reasons and they will leave our shore when we are economically hollow. If we do not, or cannot, spare a thought and aid our fellowmen, who will?
I am here to stay; can you say the same?
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Budget : Conscripts, NS & NSman
To Die For My Country ...
However, their pay, or should I call 'allowances', were (from Oct 2009, conscripts pay) ranges from S$420 - S$2,020 for recruits to the rank of Captain - http://en.wikipedia.org/
Boys from the age of 18 years old upwards are conscripted to serve and disrupted from their educational pursuits. There is no denial that these are the most productive and active years of youths and for foundation building - the key to future successes.
In today's context, where wars are fought using technology and lesser of foot soldiers, why wouldn't/shouldn't we contemplate
i) shortening NS stint further (Taiwan has done so)
ii) allow all, if not most, who are accepted for tertiary studies to be disrupted from NS and to serve only after they finish their studies (afterall, PRs have a choice whether to serve or not to serve and we are allowing deferment only) and
iii) pay higher allowances than the meagre S$420 - S$2,020; their "defense of Singapore with my life" cannot be any cheaper, imputed nor quantified.
iv) give free transportation to all NS conscripts
v) deployment of professional soldiers in lieu of NS conscripts
Our Singaporean sons are born and bred here and are ready to defend our Motherland, by choice and/or circumstances, unlike fresh immigrants/PRs. Their lives and commitment are no less precious and valued than the pursuit of equivalent-commercial dollars and compensation seeked by the public and private sectors, especially foreign grads seeking jobs here.
When a young life is lost during training or exercise (by accident), no amount of compensation is good enough to the aggrieved family, let alone paltry insurance covers.
Besides, our Singaporean sons are disadvantaged by the appearances of cheap foreign graduates flooding our country. For example, a Malaysian boy, who finishes his SPM and proceed to do a twinning degree to pursue LAW studies would graduate at age 21.
By the time our Singaporean son finishes his Law degree, and pupillage, he will be at least 25 years old or more, His Malaysian cohort who works here will already be a Senior with FOUR years experience!
Is our Singaporean sons adequately compensated for their sacrifices?
Shouldn't we seriously think Singaporean first; for Singaporean by Singaporean?
Let's give our Singaporeans sons a fair starting point and not to be penalized for their selfless sacrifices. if we cannot take care of ourself, who will?
Spare a thought for our Singaporean Sons.
Our defence budget 2012 increased from $11.755bil to $12.279bil. In short, it was reported that it's for "higher manpower cost and operational expenses".
What is most surprising is that there was nothing mentioned about paying our conscripts, the Singaporeans sons, better. The true blue Singaporeans who sacrificed their youthful capital, set aside their prime years protecting their country and shelved their educational and career pursuits; Their motto "I shall defend Singapore with my life".
The NS (Amendment) act was passed on 14 March 1967 and batches upon batches of service-proud Singaporeans have walked through the gates of MinDef, selflessly sacrificing for our country.
However, their pay, or should I call 'allowances', were (from Oct 2009, conscripts pay) ranges from S$420 - S$2,020 for recruits to the rank of Captain - http://en.wikipedia.org/
Boys from the age of 18 years old upwards are conscripted to serve and disrupted from their educational pursuits. There is no denial that these are the most productive and active years of youths and for foundation building - the key to future successes.
In today's context, where wars are fought using technology and lesser of foot soldiers, why wouldn't/shouldn't we contemplate
i) shortening NS stint further (Taiwan has done so)
ii) allow all, if not most, who are accepted for tertiary studies to be disrupted from NS and to serve only after they finish their studies (afterall, PRs have a choice whether to serve or not to serve and we are allowing deferment only) and
iii) pay higher allowances than the meagre S$420 - S$2,020; their "defense of Singapore with my life" cannot be any cheaper, imputed nor quantified.
iv) give free transportation to all NS conscripts
v) deployment of professional soldiers in lieu of NS conscripts
Our Singaporean sons are born and bred here and are ready to defend our Motherland, by choice and/or circumstances, unlike fresh immigrants/PRs. Their lives and commitment are no less precious and valued than the pursuit of equivalent-commercial dollars and compensation seeked by the public and private sectors, especially foreign grads seeking jobs here.
When a young life is lost during training or exercise (by accident), no amount of compensation is good enough to the aggrieved family, let alone paltry insurance covers.
Besides, our Singaporean sons are disadvantaged by the appearances of cheap foreign graduates flooding our country. For example, a Malaysian boy, who finishes his SPM and proceed to do a twinning degree to pursue LAW studies would graduate at age 21.
By the time our Singaporean son finishes his Law degree, and pupillage, he will be at least 25 years old or more, His Malaysian cohort who works here will already be a Senior with FOUR years experience!
Is our Singaporean sons adequately compensated for their sacrifices?
Shouldn't we seriously think Singaporean first; for Singaporean by Singaporean?
Let's give our Singaporeans sons a fair starting point and not to be penalized for their selfless sacrifices. if we cannot take care of ourself, who will?
Spare a thought for our Singaporean Sons.
written 18 Feb 12
Tax to be based on carbon emission
Contradictory ... or bullying
Our minister, Dr Balakrishnan is against carbon tax; "Dr Balakrishnan said that, while Singapore would not unilaterally impose a carbon tax for competitive reasons .."
Similarly, Singapore Airline is against the application of carbon tax; "Singapore Airlines CEO Goh Choon Phong said opposition to the scheme was based on the way it is applied"
Why then are we applying carbon (emission) tax on cars in Singapore?
written 18 Feb 12
Saturday, February 25, 2012
P K - Player Kill
Winner takes all ... reality is cruel. Why not?
Only the best survive
The best shall prosper
Only the best (Number ONE) will be remembered
Rudimentary, mediocre and half-done work are never enough
What respect and recognition do you want as second best? Its a forgotten battle
There are simply no room for runner-up
Everyone is expected to outwit, out perform and out-gun the next
The rostrum only has room for No 1 - numero uno
Champions are made, not by chance, but by grit and determination
If you cannot take the heat, leave the kitchen
If you want to build your empire, nobody can stop you
The Mind is an awful machine; it separates winners from whiners
Super Mario, Pachinko, Angry birds
Simple games requiring undivided attention
Only winners get onto the next stage
A win is a win by any other definition
I fight to win and shall bask in glory
In any PK, the winner is definitive
I shall, and will, win in all PKs because I am nothing but the BEST
Only the best survive
The best shall prosper
Only the best (Number ONE) will be remembered
Rudimentary, mediocre and half-done work are never enough
What respect and recognition do you want as second best? Its a forgotten battle
There are simply no room for runner-up
Everyone is expected to outwit, out perform and out-gun the next
The rostrum only has room for No 1 - numero uno
Champions are made, not by chance, but by grit and determination
If you cannot take the heat, leave the kitchen
If you want to build your empire, nobody can stop you
The Mind is an awful machine; it separates winners from whiners
Super Mario, Pachinko, Angry birds
Simple games requiring undivided attention
Only winners get onto the next stage
A win is a win by any other definition
I fight to win and shall bask in glory
In any PK, the winner is definitive
I shall, and will, win in all PKs because I am nothing but the BEST
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Helping Myself In Times Of Need
Expectations are made of ice ...
What are dreams made of? Dreams are reality living in our sub-conscience
You may be born poor but never lives poor
The world is yours to keep if you set your sight on it
I don't live for others as others will not live for me
Being poor is not a problem, remaining the same is
You may have your wealth and money; I am sure you will not part them to me
But, some day, I will live better, be healthier and conquer new frontiers
And the some day is NOW
When I first begun my working life, many said "I look promising"
My manager quipped "Everything is promising until delivered"
I never look back
I never promise; I just deliver
I don't want to let anyone down
I don't want others to have any expectations of me
Similarly, I don't make promises
The higher the expectations, the higher the setback
But, I don't want to live my life as a mediocre
I set my sights high and far and I chase my dreams
Tomorrow is never promised
Your encouragement motivates me
Mother Nature empowers me with the catalyst to self-motivate & the word 'failure' is not in my dictionary
My mentor lives within me and I am self-motivates
I draw strengths from Mother Nature
Expectation is like eclipse, sometimes good, sometimes bad
May 20: Annular Solar Eclipse
June 4: Partial Lunar Eclipse
November 13: Total Solar Eclipse
November 28: Penumbral Lunar Eclipse
But, mostly neutral
What are dreams made of? Dreams are reality living in our sub-conscience
You may be born poor but never lives poor
The world is yours to keep if you set your sight on it
I don't live for others as others will not live for me
Being poor is not a problem, remaining the same is
You may have your wealth and money; I am sure you will not part them to me
But, some day, I will live better, be healthier and conquer new frontiers
And the some day is NOW
When I first begun my working life, many said "I look promising"
My manager quipped "Everything is promising until delivered"
I never look back
I never promise; I just deliver
I don't want to let anyone down
I don't want others to have any expectations of me
Similarly, I don't make promises
The higher the expectations, the higher the setback
But, I don't want to live my life as a mediocre
I set my sights high and far and I chase my dreams
Tomorrow is never promised
Your encouragement motivates me
Mother Nature empowers me with the catalyst to self-motivate & the word 'failure' is not in my dictionary
My mentor lives within me and I am self-motivates
I draw strengths from Mother Nature
Expectation is like eclipse, sometimes good, sometimes bad
May 20: Annular Solar Eclipse
June 4: Partial Lunar Eclipse
November 13: Total Solar Eclipse
November 28: Penumbral Lunar Eclipse
But, mostly neutral
Today Is My Day
Only the best will do ...
What's memory made up of? Happiness
Only when I leave behind doses of happiness that everyone will miss my passing
My smiles, my positive traits, my ever-ready stance against challenges
I take punches well and can deliver better
I manage my weaknesses and build on my strengths
I have setbacks which I allow easy passage but I dwell in my successes
Success begets successes
My physique is my facade; my mind is the decider
When I looked back to my younger days, I see many missed opportunities ... many, many "I could have ...!" Hindsight is always 20/20
Regrets I have few but I have my fair share of successes and admirers
More importantly, I must, MUST, remain healthy
All that I have is health
With health, I can find wealth
Do not have all the wealth but no health to enjoy 人在天堂，钱在银行
Wealth is relative; a contented man is a happy man
I am a commoner, your neighbourly boy, the village kid
I did not grow old though I certainly age naturally
My mind is youthful, my thoughts dynamic and my presence is current; an ageless being
Deep inside me, I suspect I am a youthful imp
My life, my Providence is within me
I will live best today, tomorrow, everyday ...
When I take my last breathe, I leave behind nothing but smilingly good memories
It's really nice to be healthily alive
What's memory made up of? Happiness
Only when I leave behind doses of happiness that everyone will miss my passing
My smiles, my positive traits, my ever-ready stance against challenges
I take punches well and can deliver better
I manage my weaknesses and build on my strengths
I have setbacks which I allow easy passage but I dwell in my successes
Success begets successes
My physique is my facade; my mind is the decider
When I looked back to my younger days, I see many missed opportunities ... many, many "I could have ...!" Hindsight is always 20/20
Regrets I have few but I have my fair share of successes and admirers
More importantly, I must, MUST, remain healthy
All that I have is health
With health, I can find wealth
Do not have all the wealth but no health to enjoy 人在天堂，钱在银行
Wealth is relative; a contented man is a happy man
I am a commoner, your neighbourly boy, the village kid
I did not grow old though I certainly age naturally
My mind is youthful, my thoughts dynamic and my presence is current; an ageless being
Deep inside me, I suspect I am a youthful imp
My life, my Providence is within me
I will live best today, tomorrow, everyday ...
When I take my last breathe, I leave behind nothing but smilingly good memories
It's really nice to be healthily alive
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Charade
The weaker sex is ...
Man and man quarrels over money and women
Woman and woman can quarrel over anything
Woman can live on nothing when in love
Man need to be able to provide everything before falling in love
Who rules the World? Women
Behind every successful man is a woman
A man can give up an empire for a woman
When a woman gives in and plot an acquisition, even the brainiest man looses his smartness
Women live longer than man; it's no coincidence
Man is from Mars & woman is from Venus
How sad!.
Martians are aliens and Venus is God or Godly
Man suckles from a woman ... since a baby and eats out of her hand
One thing I am very sure; NO one has seen God
Is God a man or woman? Is there a God? It really doesn't matter
Money can buy man but not a woman
But, with money he can keep a few women
From cradle to grave, there are no saints
If admission equals forgiveness, lives would be lighter and the World livelier
It's a make believe World
I will continue to enjoy every moment of my life when I am alive and kicking
It doesn't really matter if Man is powerless or Woman is dominantly superior
... I will continue to write my own epic, my views and my dreams
Man and man quarrels over money and women
Woman and woman can quarrel over anything
Woman can live on nothing when in love
Man need to be able to provide everything before falling in love
Who rules the World? Women
Behind every successful man is a woman
A man can give up an empire for a woman
When a woman gives in and plot an acquisition, even the brainiest man looses his smartness
Women live longer than man; it's no coincidence
Man is from Mars & woman is from Venus
How sad!.
Martians are aliens and Venus is God or Godly
Man suckles from a woman ... since a baby and eats out of her hand
One thing I am very sure; NO one has seen God
Is God a man or woman? Is there a God? It really doesn't matter
Money can buy man but not a woman
But, with money he can keep a few women
From cradle to grave, there are no saints
If admission equals forgiveness, lives would be lighter and the World livelier
It's a make believe World
I will continue to enjoy every moment of my life when I am alive and kicking
It doesn't really matter if Man is powerless or Woman is dominantly superior
... I will continue to write my own epic, my views and my dreams
Monday, January 30, 2012
Honesty
Facing the Truth is the Best Policy ...
The must be a reason or excuse in everything a person does; not necessarily right or wrong
Morally, legally, religiously or personally - alas - who's the judge and who can judge
It's always easy to point 'the gun barrel' at someone
Speculation, gossips, rumours, wild-goose chase
Baseless accusations, mud-slinging, scheming, entrapments ...
Which is true and real and how much is factual; the perpetrators know best
Everyone has his fair share of facts and fallacies
One may honestly believe its the one and only truth
A lie is a lie; white lies or otherwise
I have my fair share of failures and accusations and thrashings
I have heard many truths, half-truths and perceived truths
I accept it, live with it and didn't challenge most
Not out of fear nor 'fate'
It's simply "life is a stage"
And everything is an act and is role specific, however, minuscule
We will pass and life is finite
Be honest with yourself
If you think you can bring the truths to your grave and you need not pay for it (nor your close ones), continues fooling yourself ... there is Providence
Many lies to gain while some cheat to fame
You cannot have a peace of mind telling half-truths and living with it
Someday, somehow, somewhere ... it will catch up with you
But, I can still accept without reservations - LIFE IS A STAGE
The must be a reason or excuse in everything a person does; not necessarily right or wrong
Morally, legally, religiously or personally - alas - who's the judge and who can judge
It's always easy to point 'the gun barrel' at someone
Speculation, gossips, rumours, wild-goose chase
Baseless accusations, mud-slinging, scheming, entrapments ...
Which is true and real and how much is factual; the perpetrators know best
Everyone has his fair share of facts and fallacies
One may honestly believe its the one and only truth
A lie is a lie; white lies or otherwise
I have my fair share of failures and accusations and thrashings
I have heard many truths, half-truths and perceived truths
I accept it, live with it and didn't challenge most
Not out of fear nor 'fate'
It's simply "life is a stage"
And everything is an act and is role specific, however, minuscule
We will pass and life is finite
Be honest with yourself
If you think you can bring the truths to your grave and you need not pay for it (nor your close ones), continues fooling yourself ... there is Providence
Many lies to gain while some cheat to fame
You cannot have a peace of mind telling half-truths and living with it
Someday, somehow, somewhere ... it will catch up with you
But, I can still accept without reservations - LIFE IS A STAGE
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