Cats who teach me to fly…

During my school days, I admired him for his guts, his great mind and his persistence over all the things he strove to do. A never say die attitude.

After I was out from school and during my early stage of working life, I sang praises about how he was a great man. Having to build this beautiful garden in a city was never easy. There were many times I defended him when someone accused him of any wrongdoing. I remember defending him until about seven or eight years ago.

I asked myself how can a Singaporean accuse someone who has done so much for the country and who with the right mind would say something so bad about him and how ungrateful these people were!

My life was tough then, with all the private certificates I had, obstacles still seemed to be everywhere. At that time, I couldn’t see what was wrong. All I did was to blame myself for not being hardworking during my school days.

No matter how hard I tried and worked in later years, private certificates never worked on me.
And I started to think to myself why the hell are there so many private schools when most of the certificates are not recognized? Why allow such schools to be around? Personally, it was a waste of time and money taking private courses and yet you have no where to go.

This was when I started having doubts about our real intention of our government.

I lost trust in our government.. I never sang praises about them again… Neither was I interested to know what he was up to but his Hard Truth hardcopy is still with me, sitting neatly on the shelf.
This morning when I was driving, I found it weird that why 88.3FM played instrumental music. Well, I loved it actually! I carried on listening. After driving for about 20 mins, my mind started to wonder how he was doing. I wouldn’t pray for a recovery but I asked for comfort to be given to him. And in the next 5 mins or so, I heard the host reading his biography and immediately I knew he was gone.
I was surprised that I was upset about it. My heart sank and I was feeling gloomy. It was 6 plus this morning. A morning that I did not anticipate.

The birds chirped beautifully. The cats were hungry. The sun rises and shone brightly. Hey… what was wrong with me?

The familiar place I walked along seemed to be quiet. Well… it was my heart that was quiet and it makes me wonder again what life is all about. Life… is indeed a journey to death.

Mr Lee Kuan Yew whom I once admired so much has finally left.

He was blunt still even he was at his last breath.
Mel and I intend to pay respect to him some time this week.
I asked Mel what would Singapore’s future be without Mr Lee? And I guess PAP is going downhill after all…
Nobody, nobody can deny Mr Lee’s hard work towards building Singapore. He was indeed an iron man!