Daddy - My Best Friend

Daddy,
It's been 6 years Daddy. Seems like it's only yesterday that I lost you. The pain is fresh and bleeding whenever I think of you and feel your absence in my life. You've been my soulmate over the years. If you did any mistake, the first thing you'd say is, "Don't tell your Mum"... You loved Mum with all your heart. We always make her angry in a cute way. We had so many secrets that we hid from Mum. You held my secrets and never broke your promises to keep it that way...

That fateful night, I somehow knew that you wouldnt return home from the hospital. I remember that you were so adamant to even visit the hospital until evening. I admire your strength Daddy. Even in that pain, you kept asking Mum not to cry and told her you'd return home. I was completely helpless Daddy... I was so afraid I would lose you... You were my inspiration.. I knew you were so proud that I was accepted into NUS. You were always proud of my Daddy. You mentioned that as long as you were alive, you would make me study all that I want. You never spoke about other things in life... it was always me and my studies... Mum too always told me this... "Even if you forget me someday, its ok... but never forget how hard your Dad is working.." Till today, these words keep ringing in my ears. I don't know if I would ever get married or bear children... if I do, I will keep telling that to my children as well..

I told myself that you trusted me so much thats why you left Mum in my care. That's what I told her too. I know I let you down a couple of times after you left Daddy. I promise you that I would make up all for it. Tears just roll down my eyes when I think of you Daddy. Even now, I'm crying my heart out... I wanna tell you that I love you Daddy... I'm in so much of pain, I need you the most in life... That night when you passed away, I dunno why I prayed that you should take Mum with you as well... I didnt want her to feel broken.. I know she loves you very much. I know that I can manage life alone.. but Mummy can't. She was completely broken after you left.. The house is less noisier, less fun, completely remorsed... Relatives who promised to stay by Mum's side, disappeared after a while.. So many things happened Daddy.. I'm sure you were watching it all...

You were the best Daddy in the world. True, we weren't rich.. but we were happy.. Truly happy... I love you Daddy...You were the light of my life...

P.S. I love you Daddy. You are the light that God took away from my life...

Cherishing Life

Life has never been smooth-sailing for anyone... There have been both ups and downs... The instances where we are happy, we forget to praise God.. But at the times where we are hit so badly, we ask God this.. WHY ME? This is the irony of life... We preach to others about being thankful but usually are laid back when it comes to thanking God. I take this opportunity to thank God for all of life's experiences... be it bitter or sweet. I hope I have lived life well to this day...

Terrorism

Being brought up in Singapore where safety is prevalent, I never understood the pure pain of Terrorism...
Reflecting the Mumbai attacks, I asked myself the purpose of such bloodshed.

What do they want? Is it for the strong beliefs of the activists? Is human life a playtool or a firing spree practice? Is there a message behind these terror attacks? Why now when the entire world is suffering from negative progress? What are they trying to prove? The tender hands that are supposed to be carrying books, are carrying arms and causing bloodshed.. Is this what they want?

Perhaps they need counselling... Perhaps they shouldn't be selfish and take innocent lives... No matter how great of an injustice has been done to them, they have no rights over human lives..

Heartfelt condolences to the mourning families...

Bundle of Joy - 11th February 1980

It was probably the most happiest moment in my parents' lives. The birth of their child (probably their first and last). Mum always told me that she had a very difficult labour. The doctor suggesting injecting and killing me in the womb as it would be fatal for my mother to go through the labour. Perhaps she should have done that..