Trade

We all are really nice people. We are nice to our family, friends, maybe colleagues. The motivation for being nice stretches from genuine affection to play acting. The challenge is to distinguish fact from fiction. This is, however, the toughest job due to anyone who has fallen prey to the needle now stuck at the back of ass. We have all suffered some kind of a betrayal in our lives. When we have been betrayed and your pride abused, the abuser becomes the focus of our hatred. This i feel is unfair to the abuser!! Not that i am a abuser of faith placed on me by my friends but rather my feelings are more swayed by the fact that we are all selfish creatures.

Why are we good to who we want to be good to? There have to be a reason... And that reason stems from the fact that we can derived something out of them.
From family: Support and love
From friends: Help and understanding and fun
From colleauges: Co-operation and a easier climb to the top
It seems a little cruel or even devoid of feelings to measure the affection shown by friends and family as some kind of a trade. But spare it some thoughts please... If your dad has never shown you any kind of love in the past, as when you were a child, you would have not repaid him in most comforting ways. If, from your friends you cannot derived understanding, fun or a little help once in a while, would you consider them as friends? If, from your colleauges co-operations is not derived, most probably you have won yourself an enemy...

We have all treated in some way the relationships we have with others as some kind of a trade... Scary a thought isn't it? hahaha... And for those who wants to use EXCEPTIONS to combat the above thoughts, i would like to remind them that those are exceptions and the above is REAL.
My only encouragement would be for all to be the exceptions to the thoughts above...

FOG

Creating some posts for the sake of creating them takes much pain and awkwardness. Here i am indulging in the feels of them with the song "COLD" by Matchbox 20 playing in the background. A damn lousy song which i had chosen to spoil my sureal morning... Shit! I hate it!
My life had been full of choices and to decide upon the routes to take made me realised that i had to contend and then lived with the decisions i made. A bad song that spoils my morning would be one of such unsuspected outcomes i am already living with. Minor it may seems, but the logic applies to the bigger things of my life; just that the analogy is simpler here.

I am trying to find the right words to type into the blog and finding only this sentence which happens to be the one that i most often used. Much of my blog pieces do really start with not knowing what to type and then finally writing huge chunks of idealistically unpractical blogs. If i really have nothing to write, the blog piece should just end in NO words! It should not even have anything on! The blog should not even have started. Irony... I guess we creatures are confused beings trying to find our way in these thick fog of whispering forrests. At least for me, i am confused but i still manages to lie through my teeth everytime i say i got nothing to blog about and then come up with something... Amazing!

In recent times i have discovered the stubborness in my nature. Stubborness in beliefs rather than in character. Yes! i believe they are different if your next question is "what's the diff?". I am an easying going guy and willng to try and follow the things my friends suggests or do even if i have some reluctance to. That stubborness in character i do not have. However, the stubborness of beliefs is really strong in me. This has become a weakness that i have recently found covered in a layer of thick crismson blood beneath my heart. i have always hold true to my own ideas about religious beliefs and love to challenge the fundamental ideas of them. I find myself losing the gound every time. Reason? I do not have the arsenal of knowledge to combat them. If some day i really do have the weapon of mass destruction to overcome them, i would already have been with them and be with their cause. Ha! Amazing yah? My stubborn beliefs had blinded me against the words of others. I was like a glass full of red wine unwilling to be filled at all. We all know that to learn we have to be like an empty glass, but how many of you guys due to the stubborness in your beliefs have refused to even allow the occurance for the chance to test and accept other beliefs and thoughts? That stubborness in my own beliefs narrowed the way i view my way of life a.k.a my religion, my behaviours and actions. I am glad that i have finally come out of such a fog and my whispering forest becomes clear once more...

"If you do not finish the post or feel in anyway that this post is rubbish... the stubborness in your beliefs would have fog up my whispering forests.." Morgan

A Bottle of Red Wine

I had the luxury of enjoying a bottle of red wine with 2 of my khahis at boat quay on saturday. The wine was good. The atmosphere was just fine considering the fact that we hadn't had any good place to chill out when Wet and Whistle closed it doors. It may have been better if there were just jazz music and the seats were a little cosier. It would also have helped if they had more than one pencil and song book for the whole pub to share.

Khaki ONE was treating the red wine like coca cola. I didn't even think he enjoy the drink, only the company of me and Khaki TWO. Khaki ONE apparently just gulp down the wine mouthfuls by mouthfuls and allegedly agreed that the wine was good. Kudos to him for making the effort to enjoy the drink. AH... One other thing was when he sang, he let out a shiek during a start of the song. I quite like this part. It was funny, at least to me.

Khaki TWO was a tad sick to fully enjoy and bask in the fun. However, i believe the marlboro was treating his illness very well. Unless the government bans smoking, i do not think he is going to quit any time soon. Lets hope nothing bad happens! AH... we both spotted a piece of meat that looked very much like sashimi in the urinal. Can you believe it? Which moron would throw sashimi in the urinal? Does he expect that big lump of meat to get flushed down the 10 over small holes in the urinal? Yuck!

I was enjoying the wine though i cannot really differentiate between what's or good or bad wine. As long as they all taste the same as the previous one i had then i guess they are good.
The sharing of a common space, a bottle of wine, a common concensus upon the idea of good wine just amazes me. The outcome of the trip was definitely good. But the idea that left a good impression upon us was really not identical.
Khaki ONE: The company the wine was share with.
Khaki TWO: The chance to smoke without hiding and the taste of the wine.
Me: The long forgotten times that we once had at Wet.
Old things interest me. They have a history behind them that gives them the character and mystery. Old times are the same. Forgetting the times shared together are especially easily when we are all tied down by the work we had to do.

The bottle of red wine i had with them brings back some sweet, smoothing memories we had. Just like the taste of the wine.

Inequality

Recent incidents have only proven the moral degradation of the human nature. The NKF chief scandal causes much upheaval to otherwise ignorant public about the money that was to be for the sick people. The gold plated tap which was least expensive in the eyes of the Chief was the salary of a man for the month. How could balance of the world be tipped to such an extent that the rich poor divide just grows and grows! Ridiculous! Isnt us all suppose to be upon equal standings. Such prolification of ideas seems only reasonable in the eyes of the Law, but even in it does the evil of inequality persists. When has the equality of man that change? Why did we come to this stage whereby people are judge based on the wealth they accumulated either through their own or their forefathers? When did all these inequalitable entities come to such an extent that extravagance on the part of one is bears the livelihoods of many others?

"Too many such questions numbs my mind. I need a break. Please give me the answers. I cannot wait."

An innocent commuter

The bomb went off killing the innocent commuters that wasn't in anyway in any part of the disputes that the world and its leaders are at. Victims of these cruel bloodsheds are often always the masses; they do not have the top level security the leaders enjoy. Easy targets for the vicious and terroristic attuned vultures that prey upon them. The blast has shaken and woken the communities to stay vigilant against the real threat of terror. London may be nautical miles away but the chance of such events occuring here remains very high. Remember the planned bomb attacks that was to be carried out by the local terror group? They had filmed the layout of Yishun Mrt station and planning to execute the demolition. Even though their targets have been the US forces that had been stationed here, innocent bystanders would defintely feel the impact of such brutality.
"We have to stay strong and not let such acts of brutality stops us from moving on."
"We will not give up on the way of life that we have been living."
Words that conveyed such messages vibrates the drums of our ears especially in such times. But SO WHAT? My concern is to go to work and earn a living to feed my family. The conflict the world and its leaders has with the disillsioned has now becomes my problem, when in no way i was really part of the equation. I hate the dynamics at work here. But this is just going to be the way things would be for a long time to come and i would pray hard and be thankful that i remain safe when i reach my destinations. For the Londoners killed, they are the victims of the dynamics in these crazy world we have come to built. We have built a world where the destruction becomes the avenue for the expression of "freedom" and by forcifully subduing the destructors we hope to create a facade of peace. These are expressions for the meaning of the word FAKE, DISILLUSION and PANDEMONIUM. Such is the world we reside in, and that can only be getting to the destruction of the world.
As the G8 Submit meets to solve the poverty issues of the world at large, the threat of terror remains the top agenda on the list of the EU and the United States. As the blast has gone off in the city centre of London attacking the main vein of the transportation systems, we can draw parallels to the 9-11 incident in New York amd Pentagon in Washington D.C. The focus of the disillusioned has shifted. It has shifted to the European countries as the United States tighten its security. As the US and EU beomes more vigilant, the eye of threat may yet shift again towards the Asia Pacific Region. I hope however it will not happen to me.
I am just a innocent commuter going to work in Changi Airport. There may be pregnant lady beside me, a school boy with schoolbag packed with books, a sexily dressed office girl, maybe there will be a grandfather dozing off on the train. I am just a innocent commuter...