Little Red Dot Press - SG most unimaginative marriage proposals 28 Jan 2007

Fret not, The Editor is not springing any last minute surprises. Of late, the Editor have been too sluggish to write anything, or the fact would be he has been too engrossed with online gaming.

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Overheard many morning ago on the radio talk show, seeking callers on how their partners proposed to them. One of which, the Editor figured to be the MOST lamest of all, would be "Shall we go get a flat?"

Singaporeans being Singaporeans, as some would say, are the LEAST creative lot. The Editor sincerely believes that this could have been the most overused proposal of the lot.

"Shall we go get a flat?" would have sounded a little bit bland for a decent marriage proposal. Singaporeans could not have been too little innovative. Fancy them coming up with such an idea.

Perhaps after decades of rote-learning, the brain cells of these unimaginative men have ended up stunted in the area of imagination, uncapable on contriving any better ways to propose to his other half.

Creativity needs an endless source of imagination. To impose restrictions or giving directions would only mean to stifle the endless boundaries of imagination.

One man's meat is another man's poison. The Editor have no qualms should these ladies do not take offence at such pitiful attempts at proposals.

Till next round, this is your Editor signing off.

Little Red Dot Press - Goodbye Granduncle 05 Jan 2007

Shortly few days after ushering in the new year, my Granduncle bidded us goodbye. He took his last breath on the morning on 03 Jan 2007.

A morning call from my mum had my brother and myself speeding down to the hospital to collect his body.

A call to the undertaker was all it took. This man had previously handled my aunt's funeral last year. All the necessary arrangements were seen to, without us worrying and chasing around.

Of course, the most upset of all relatives would be still my Grandmother. The passing of my Grandfather two years ago had taken a toll on her. She was visibly upset when her younger brother took his turn as well.

For me, I was not very close to my Granduncle. He was, in my memory, a very staunch supporter of Singapore Pools, despite his condition :)

When I was young, I used to find him mumbling to himself and kept pacing up and down. I did asked mum about it, she merely brushed it off as some 'spell' casted onto him.

Overtime, as I grew up, we all learnt to accept who he is. Despite the conditions/ spell he was under, he was forever that gleeful. Whatever it is, he have finally found his peace. Bless the man.

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Death, waits for no one. Everyone dies, eventually. And it is a fact that none other can avoid.

Rich, poor, fit, sickly... the blade of Death will find its mark someday.

Remember, one more day you have lived, is one day shy towards death.