20 octobre 2006
Was reading this top story on The New Paper today, and after reading it, I felt rather horrible. I can't believe that in Singapore, there's still such tragedies taking place. A poor man decided to end his life, and with his death unveiled dark secrets which might have been the reasons for him to choose this path.
Can you believe in Singapore, there are still people who thinks of eating chicken rice as a form of luxury?
Everyone seems to have taken their stability in lives for granted, that we no longer remember how it felt to be poor and penniless. We have been having such cosy lives, that we forgot there are people who are having a hard time just trying to stay alive and feed themselves without having to sacrifice their dignity and seek for assistance. It seems like we have been living a life so comfortable, we forget so many basic things we should never have forgotten.
Suddenly, I feel so guilty for having cabbed to school everyday for this week, for eating the Subway sandwich I was craving for, for taking cab rides home after school when I felt tired. Maybe I should have spent my monies more wisely and prudently. Or maybe, I should have saved it, lest for rainy days.
But anyhow, I think I learnt something from this tragedy that happened so close to us. One should never take anything for granted, and do save up for rainy days!
9:14 PM。。。書いていました。
