There were this chinese threesome sitting at a corner of red rooster of Perth International Terminal. One man, two ladies, late fifties or early sixties. Lady A was gesticulating, obviously agitated, quite upset. Man and Lady B listen solemnly. Then lady B starts to speaks but ends after a few words with a deep sigh.
The sigh is so common. Me think that this sigh if left unchecked becomes so ingrained and habitual that very soon we become the sigh. Perhaps it be better to check ourself before that happens. There seems so much anger and refusal to budge from our hardened position that everything else we see about us is clouded and blocked out by this sigh.
The sigh often may not be one of resignation but despise and resentment, don’t you think?
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Saturday, February 23, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
what i saw at the hospital today
I was at the hospital today.
I saw that it carried an ISO 9001: 2000 certification which speaks much for their efforts to provide good health care. Compared to the hospital of my childhood, it is cleaner and new looking but somehow the kampung air is not there. Perhaps what is misiing is a few coconut fronds swaying in the breeze.
I saw a man who I believe is younger than me limping out. An evident tummy and loose muscles suggests that he is not one keen on exercise or any strenous activity. His eyes looks impaired.
I also saw an old couple of about 60. The lady obviously is a stroke victim and the man, presumably her husband was helping her onto a wheelchair. The gentleman, in T-shirt and shorts, showed big dark patches of scars and wounds that looks like it had been there for quite some time, likely not healing well. Maybe diabetes?
There I too saw many people who would never make it to the glossy magazine covers.
Aging is certain. Disease too is a constant companion.
Should we not make effort to make full use of our life while our body allow us to do so?
Is there a way out of aging and pain?
I saw that it carried an ISO 9001: 2000 certification which speaks much for their efforts to provide good health care. Compared to the hospital of my childhood, it is cleaner and new looking but somehow the kampung air is not there. Perhaps what is misiing is a few coconut fronds swaying in the breeze.
I saw a man who I believe is younger than me limping out. An evident tummy and loose muscles suggests that he is not one keen on exercise or any strenous activity. His eyes looks impaired.
I also saw an old couple of about 60. The lady obviously is a stroke victim and the man, presumably her husband was helping her onto a wheelchair. The gentleman, in T-shirt and shorts, showed big dark patches of scars and wounds that looks like it had been there for quite some time, likely not healing well. Maybe diabetes?
There I too saw many people who would never make it to the glossy magazine covers.
Aging is certain. Disease too is a constant companion.
Should we not make effort to make full use of our life while our body allow us to do so?
Is there a way out of aging and pain?
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