Living in JB 2 (Johore)

[wuqi256]

Speaking of respect. Giving respect when its fully/over due.

Today on the 9th of August, i stand in complete awe of those who have and are still contributing to our tiny island nation.

Yes, some may only respect you when your breathen have died and bled in battle but i know what you have been through and for that, i salute you.

Your sacrifice is still remembered at least by some but never forgotten even by those ungrateful to you.
Without you, our nation would not be what it is today, attracting the best/worst of all the countries around us.

I have met up recently with a senior official in MY who has sons who served NS in SG. They are more Singaporeans then Malaysians now and have served NS in different capacities.

Respect for all the NSmen, no matter the service, unit or vocation. No matter how ungrateful some may be, know that you are not forgotten at least by a minority.

To those who constantly put down NSmen yet have not served a single day for the country or bore kids for the country(not referring to those unmarried). - Must only the blood and tears be shed in battle so as to be treasured? Must the lives of the fallen fill the ground in conflict in order to elicit a word of thanks from the likes of you?

How much blood have you shed for your country then to be able to constantly criticise others?

[wuqi256]

Lol. Good one bro! Same thinking as u. Have to be fair and square to the country we living in... It's an acting of respect to them.

Thanks. Definitely worthy of respect, i see the spirit of a nation rise and fall with a mans defeat. All the different coloured threads intertwined in unity. It was touching to see it. The spirit that they shared things, even the ice cream was really different.

I agree with bro FundTransfer, we definitely have much to learn.

I feel sad that people who did their best in the sports in the past never did get the reward they deserve. I remembered Mr Tan Howe Liang with respect on this, our national day.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tan_Howe_Liang

Excerpts:

The lack of financial support meant that Tan had to pay out of his own pocket to finance his training and expenses. At that time, Tan was working as a clerk at Cathay Organisation. He also worked as a mechanic. However, he plodded on, after promising his late father that "One day, I will be the strongest man in the world".

Tan is a humble man who never complained. Compared to the present day where Singapore athletes are promised a reward of S$1 million for winning a gold medal at the Olympics, Tan did not receive any monetary rewards for his effort in 1960.

Tan was given the honour of being the flagbearer at the closing ceremony of the National Stadium on 30 June 2007. The leotard and belt which Tan wore during his 10½-hour competition in Rome were put on display in a glass case in the Singapore Sports Council's Sports Museum at the National Stadium.

[Lord Aragorn]

Hey Crystal,
Just one last post from me here....Thanks.
I like you a lot...haha. I will ping you on one of the FB group you are in. I feel awkward here. I'm colour blind when it comes to races or IC colors so this place is not for me. My family consists of Malaysia, Singapore and Thailand passport holders - parents Malaysian, stepdad Singaporean, stepmom is Thai. In my family, we speak Thai, mandarin, hokkien, Hakka, and I went to Malay school so Malay is always one of my mother tounge. Make things even more complicated, I'm married to Malaysian - true blue cantonese boy who spent most his time at south China. I don't even know which language I'm going to speak to my newborn. I often have identity crisis but consider myself citizen of south east Asian, throw me to any of then countries in this region, I can become their native almost immediately.
Will keep in touch with you soon...ta..and have a great weekend ahead.

Its a pity.

One tip if that might help - ignore the posts you don't like to read. Some posts here are good, while others are just a waste of time. Learn to ignore those posts that are trivial. Thats the beauty of the internet - you read what you want, contribute what you deem fit, and ignore the rest. Theres no need to mull over every post. Learning to ignore, especially those posts that you might take offense, is a useful skill.

I hope to see you here again.

[arsenal]

I am the one to put up national flag for my parents every year in Singapore without being told for 20+ years.

These days, it seemed only grassrooots or pap related will put up flags..And only at prominent area that their boss could see... I don't do that anymore..so are my neighbours who are pure singaporeans in Singapore..

National day has become a holiday..

Lol. Good one bro! Same thinking as u. Have to be fair and square to the country we living in... It's an acting of respect to them.

[butadesu]

I'm one of the lucky ones who got the NDP ticket. Going to watch with my family tonight. hehe

[Narmi]

I'm one of the lucky ones who got the NDP ticket. Going to watch with my family tonight. hehe

Wow u so lucky bro! Congrats. I have never been able to get the tix not even for d preview . Maybe sg govt shd come up with priority for NSmen and family first? Anyway I will still stand up and take d pledge tonite during the parade at home . Happy Birthday Spore.

[siacw]

Can someone ask that family to keep away e Singapore flag before they get into big trouble!

not sure what trouble will he get into. even if PDRM come they also won't do anything. the most ask him to keep the flag only.

[DREAMorACTION]

Oh thanks! Haven't tried that be4. Will look for it. Udders is e next alternative tho their rum is on e lighter side

'Ci Gusta' ice cream at Anchorpoint makes good rum n raisin.

[DREAMorACTION]

Wa so lucky. I haf never able 2 get the tic too. Have a good time!

I'm one of the lucky ones who got the NDP ticket. Going to watch with my family tonight. hehe

[DREAMorACTION]

Speaking about life is short n cherish ur loved ones. Wish 2 share tis long but meaningful story. On tis special day, let's look at e people besides u n start doing e small details that have life long impact. I have just done my part by sharing and reminding u, have u? Peace

MARRIAGE

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outsidethe door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

[alleyboy]

Bro DreamorAction, I ever read this story before. Real touching isnt it?

So before anyone sign on that dotted line, think many times. Especially if one who still have kids with them.

[alleyboy]

Me, a bit familiar. Two words = Can buy.

Bro wuqi256, how about Taman Nusantara?

And between Nusantara and Kulai, which one u think its worth investing?

[arsenal]

Dear DOA,
Nice and touching story. I read it for the first time...

[DREAMorACTION]

Yes it is. It touched me tats y I found it useful to share. It's not just marriage, it's applicable 2 everything where we play a deaf ear or blind eyes to the things or person most precious 2 us but we just took 4 granted. So stay happy n let's all e nicer to each other

Bro DreamorAction, I ever read this story before. Real touching isnt it?

So before anyone sign on that dotted line, think many times. Especially if one who still have kids with them.

[Funds Transfer]

Yo bro..can imagine how you sow clothes and flick needles.. Good night.. Going to celebrate national day here.. However saw one family put up Singapore flag outside his house here in HH... That is something bad...not very sensitive thing to do..

Alamak! Sounds like that PRC family that hung the Chinese flag outside their apartment; side by side with a Singapore flag.

Come on, there's a place for everything but let's respect the sovereignty of a state.

[DREAMorACTION]

So treat me better! Hhehe
Can u piggy back me?? Haha

Dear DOA,
Nice and touching story. I read it for the first time...

[alleyboy]

Yes it is. It touched me tats y I found it useful to share. It's not just marriage, it's applicable 2 everything where we play a deaf ear or blind eyes to the things or person most precious 2 us but we just took 4 granted. So stay happy n let's all e nicer to each other

Bro would u believe if i were to tell u i have a friend whos married past 25 years. He would have divorce his wife 20 yrs back had it not for his children sake. Real story. So men also have a soft touch there.

Alamak! Sounds like that PRC family that hung the Chinese flag outside their apartment; side by side with a Singapore flag.

Come on, there's a place for everything but let's respect the sovereignty of a state.

Like bro wuqi256 had mentioned. At least put the Msia Negara flag too lah. No harm loving both countries.

But of course it would be wiser not to hang your country of origin flags when u are just a guest there.

[Funds Transfer]

Yes it is. It touched me tats y I found it useful to share. It's not just marriage, it's applicable 2 everything where we play a deaf ear or blind eyes to the things or person most precious 2 us but we just took 4 granted. So stay happy n let's all e nicer to each other

Bro DOA

Great and touching story. We have always taken things for granted. Thanks for the reminder.

[lakeview]

Sorry if you think that way. It didn't cross my mind, it would be interpreted that way.
Anyway, until i have the pink ic, the best way I shouldn't be here in this forum. Good night and good bye!

Nothing wrong with Ginfreely's remarks at all.

This is an open forum, will have mixture of bitterness & happiness comments.

If you only want to listen to those happiness & sweet talk......then you have come to the wrong site.

Bye......

[Funds Transfer]

Wow! Traffic on the Causeway is as smooth as a whistle!!!