Tuesday, March 31, 2015 @1:20 am
Last Monday, in the first minute of waking up, I learnt from texts that LKY had passed away. The day was passed in a daze, glued to the news, in awe as VVIPs from the region flew down to pay their respects at the Istana. While it was news we had been prepared for, I still could not piece together my thoughts and feelings till much later in the day.
Last Tuesday was still spent in a sombre mood, devouring every bit of news and every article.
Last Wednesday morning, all of us in the office stood around the tv for an hour, watching as Mr Lee made his last journey through the Istana, out of the gates, and towards the parliament house. The rest of the day was spent in wonder watching the queue snake around the city, branching out into various tributeries, forming a little art piece of its own. I was impressed as the hours were extended from 8pm to midnight to 24 hours. Then came the plotting - when would be the best time to go.
Last Thursday, I continue staying glued to the news, reading in wonder at the kindness and civility that was sprouting, that I didn't know so many of my countrymen possessed. Looking at pictures of the pioneer generation grieving...
Last Friday, I was finally able to pay my respects. In my 7 hour journey, I experienced first hand the stories I had read about the previous day. Before Mr Lee, I bowed.
Last Saturday, I was at a dance competition, but we still kept our eyes glued to the news, in awe at the respect our founding father commanded as Kings and Presidents paid their respects.
Last Sunday was probable the only day majority of the nation was glued to the TVs for the entire afternoon.
What a week it has been.
I had wanted to capture each day as it had been for me, but it is just too much to capture. Much has been written, and I will ride on the words of others. Mr Lee would have kept such things short and sweet as life goes on. I'd written my thanks in the flower I'd folded. What a story his life was.
In closing, I can only hope to find my own Mr Lee that I can be a Mrs Lee to.
Friday, March 20, 2015 @12:17 am
Quotes from the Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel
(I really enjoyed the movie, so go away all those bashing it.)
There are no such things as difficult choices. Toss a coin, you always know which side you want it to fall on.
Some people are just not meant to have all the good things fall into their lap; so I make my own good things happen.
It takes teamwork to make a dream work.
The worst thing about life is that it has so much potential.
Wednesday, March 11, 2015 @12:52 am
I remember 2 years ago, I got a text while I was in class.
I thought it must have been some baseless rumour.
But it was not.
Today 2 years later, I was distracted for a good hour upon being reminded.
Instead of wallowing, the family has done so much for themselves.
Again reminded: Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the number of moments that take your breath away.