Life Warranty Policy

Kinda wish everything in life goes in perfect order

You got a good mark, went to great school, graduated with super degree, landed a promising job, got to know a perfect soul mate, throw a glittery wedding ceremony, had a forever-ever-after marriage, had wonderful kids then adorable grandchildren, and then rest in peace surrounded by a loving family.

Yet, in the real world, it doesn't really goes that way...

I am talking about love, marriages, life and ofcz, wealth

People talks; esp in Chinese community, you are expected to answer when people ask about your personal life, incl your virginity. Well, I never had any uncles/aunties to ask the V question up to my face yet, but I know they talk about love, sex, pleasure and life a lot, not to forget asking the amount in your bank account. Wealth is the ultimate measurable indicator of one's happiness (well, at least for Chinese)

I always heard the comments like,

     "A... She attend a party and meet some boys, she'll have a boyfriend soon"

     "Ah.... she got that rich boyfriend, her life gonna be so good now"

     "Ahh... she got herself pregnant with that rich guy, he can't escape anymore, she'll be good now"

     "Ahhh... she marry a rich guy, her life gonna be so good now"

     "Ahhhhh... she gave birth a boy, all the family fortune is in her hands now"

so on, and on, and on

The truth is not always as perfect as it is. The life sequence is easily disturbed in any mili-second of its each stage. Some people having all the wedding plan burnt a step before walking down the aisle, some people have the wealth plan burnt on a line of a will, etc. etc. etc.

But I know people with a failing marriage; either they had few-days marriages or even years-and-years of marriages. Fairy-tale is a scam. Somehow, nothing can guarantee the happily-ever-after thingy.

In Chinese community, having babies can be "weapon-of-wealth-destruction" to drain the family fortune if the marriage ever failed. But it doesn't always goes that way...

X-factor may show up: an affair(s), you are adopted, you finally realized you have half-siblings, or the baby she had is never yours, the baby is dead,  or your wealth was declared illegal by government.

One day you are the crown-prince, the next day you maybe a poor commoner.

Realist, maybe I am.

I want someone/something that can assure me, that my life will be "picture" perfect

Those uncles and aunties said a "perfect man" can guarantee everything that I wished for…
When they said "perfect" means a person that consists of mixture a tycoon, a royal, a movie star, a scientist, an athlete, a politician, a Zen Master, (whatever good thing that cross their mind) - sounds like Iron Man, isn't it?

If only I can be absorbed in that hallucination, if only... But I know better, no one could ever ensure my happiness, my fulfilness. No one could.

The only certainty is that nothing in life is certain

Maybe... maybe... If I really found someone who can sweep my feet away, maybe, I would risk my happiness in the name of love. Maybe...

Maybe I'll let myself intoxicated in a cloud of love, rotted in ecstasy, vanished in delusion

Life is a lie

And I know better

Legs Up

18 Sept 2013 - QR - Zagreb to Doha
Here's a pic of my fellow flying mate. She sat next to me. I secretly took her interesting flying pose.

I like her style...

She kept her legs up for hours, must be a good treatment for varicose veins

and I admire her non-stinking socks (or else, passenger at front would have commented something)

Logic: a BusyBody Auntie and a Fortune-Telling Uncle

A conversation occurred in a formal event I attended a few weeks ago, between a stranger 70 years old auntie and me. Btw, I dunno the auntie personally, she happened to share a table with me and other biz acquaintances.
70 y.o. Auntie: how many kids do you have?
                Me: don't have any, auntie
70 y.o. Auntie: how long have you been married?
                Me: not married yet, auntie
70 y.o. Auntie: how old are you? What's wrong with you???
                Me: (awkward smile)

                Friend #1: You know young people nowadays. Hahahaha
70 y.o. Auntie: You have to get married! What kind of life do you expect?!

Suddenly an uncle rushed into the conversation...
Uncle: ya ya... People nowadays... Ming, can I borrow your hand?
      Me: eee... No... (was really reluctant to have a fortune telling session)
Uncle: left hand, all I need is to see it. Won't touch it.
      Me: oh... Ok. What u gonna do? Fortune telling?
Uncle: Can u feel it? (So, he keep his palm opened on top of my palm... Keeping a distance)
      Me: what?
Uncle: I am sending it to you, you responded... Can u feel something like electric current?
      Me: no
Uncle: yes you can, you just refused to do so
      Me: what?
Uncle: you refused to get married because you are way too logical. A person should balance logic and feeling. You shut off all your feeling, you had a trauma before. That's why you are closing the door
      Me: eeeee... No trauma
Uncle: you cannot lie to me. I have special ability. It runs in my family, we can "read" people, can see future 
      Me: ooo.... OK

      Friend #1: now my turn!!!
Uncle: come come... You know, my whole family have the ability. 
(Doing the hand thingy again)
You are good, you are very balanced. You let you emotion rule sometimes. 
      Friend #1: can you see any traumas?
Uncle: no... Very good. Not like ming's. All just logic
      Friend #1: I have a lot of trauma... A lot. Why can't you see it?

Finally, the uncle's magic ability has brought some show, Friend #2 and 70 y.o. Auntie quickly said, "Now our turn!!!"

So that's how my friends helped me :) hehehee.

Nothing much. I laughed when he "read" me. I didn't think much of it, I know it's bullsh*t. Until the next day;
we had a fun-bike event. To cut the story short, the event was poorly organised (let's blame the lousy Jakarta EO!) and there were some accidents during the biking event, including the fortune teller uncle. He was the only one being carried into ambulance for his severe injuries: big cuts on his legs, I heard. Saw his legs wrapped up with big bandages.

So much for the special ability, should he know he would have bad injuries, he shouldn't go for the bike event, rite?
Or, probably, he gonna say, things are unavoidable.
If it's, why bothering reading it? I am not impressed at all...