How many of us are guilty of complaining and whining and lamenting about life?
And how many really are grateful that all is well and give thanks to this far that you've come to.
Well if you are reading this.
You're actually the more fortunate minority of the world's population.

I kinda morphed into this very philosophical mode.
Aftermath of 'embracing uncertainty'.

I came home and saw anna sleeping.
The air con wasnt on.
The room was damn stuffy.
Twas only 9plus.
I wondered what time my grandma asked her to take her rest.

Then again, what else could she do besides sleeping.
All her chores were done.
There's no way that she could sit in the hall and watch the tv.
And there was nobody at home she could talk to.
Gosh...
I'll cry and sink into depression mode if i were in her shoes.

Imagine being in a foreign land.
Away from your family for a damn long time.
Only mode of communication with them is snail mails or the very rare phone calls.
And no one to share your weals and woes with.
Whats the meaning in life?

Recently I notice this young boy who's at most 15 amongst the cleaners in the mall i'm working at.
I found that very perplexing and disturbing.
Why would he choose to work as a cleaner of the many other choices available.
He probably sees it as any other decent job that gives him an earning.
Shouldnt someone of his age be out at some pool salon or at the cinemas or malls?
And he's always so cheery each time i see him.
It doesnt seem to bother him at all that he's working as a cleaner.

I feel so ashamed comparing myself to him or even anna.
We're all young people of around the same age.
But somehow my view of the world seems so myopic.
They were like mirrors reflecting the materialism in me.
Compared to them.
I think i've got much more than i could ask for.
But i dont think i'm even half contented.
But putting myself next to them, i see just how very fortunate i am.
I feel blessed.

Its also heartbreaking seeing those old cleaners who always 'park' their trolleys outside my shop or washrooms.
Those being their 'hangouts' where they catch up with thier fellow counterparts and settle their meals.
And also ah-peks ah-mas we see at food courts.
Cleaning after the diners or picking the leftovers to eat.
Why...?
Shouldnt they be leading a happy retired life.

I have an extremely soft spot for the elderly.
Remember myself crying each time i see those old people on tv.
I really wish i can do a little something for them.
I hope i materialise the secret ambition of mine.