Leaving on a jet plane

I just checked-in myself through the internet for tomorrow’s departure. I even selected my favourite seat by the aisles. It is so convenient nowadays. All DIY.

The actual flying is another matter. Long distance flight is as dreadful as an acute diarrhoeal. They are literally a pain in the arse. A sleeping pill cannot even mobilise me for 2 hours, let alone contorting my limbs in a bird’s nest for 13. Anyone who take a look around when the lights go off would tell you that it is a scene identical to a refugee camp. If you join this camp often, they give you a card written “frequent flyer”.

Those who envy flight passengers surely have not board a plane in their life. No, correction: have not board a plane in economy class.

How am I going to get through this time?

Hi Dad!

Hi dad! It has been a long time since I last saw you. You have gain some weight, haven't you? Well, you look healthy in your white t-shirt and pyjama pants. You still wear the same autocratic outer shield in your manners. Your voice even remains as firm and decisive as before.

I am fine and don't you worry about me. I am no longer that little boy whom you used to fetch to school anymore. Neither am I the same child whom you rarely talked to but worked so hard to provide a decent living for.

With your blessings, I have forged myself a path too. Do feel free to visit me as often as you like, even just for a minute. Because I really miss you. More than you have ever known, more than I've ever expected. Thanks for coming into my dreams dad!

43 going to 44

Marching into 2009, I half way in my 43 years old, going to 44. Right. Forty-Four soon. Neither am I particularly pleased or proud with it but still, I have to face it.

On the other hand, I do not understand why some people lie about their age, indicating a younger number of course. It does nothing for me actually. It does not make me any better looking nor physically more attractive. Bearing a younger age tag also does not give me the intelligence that I desperately need. I will NOT be more sociable or luckier or richer or talented. In another words, I get absolutely nothing out of lying about my age. So I must as well be true to myself.

My New Year wish for 2009

All children should have as much right to play as to study. May every child be granted the same opportunity to access school, to make friends, to learn what is right and wrong, to be aware of justice, humility and love.

Please let this financial slowdown be over immediately and restore optimism to the world. There should be smiles everywhere in the streets. Not frowns, not anger, not desperation.

Today we are living in a world where moral ethics is given away to corporate profit. So eager for monetary gains that some even go to the extend of poisoning the staple food of babies. Let’s hope that all the producers and businessmen in the world learn a lesson from the milk scandal and vow not to let it befalls again

May we learn to respect the privacy of others. That also calls for a stop to paparazzi tagging celebrities, the royal family or anyone. It should not be anybody’s concern for who they are dating, what they do with their video camera, or what is their children’s name.

And for me? I am fine. I do not need anything… well… maybe just some serenity and tranquillity.