Photo: This is similar to what I saw this morning. I was tempted to call up the police since the animal might become a danger, or nuisance, to the people who fish near the reservoir. In the end, I decided not to call the men in blue since it might not be their business to deal with buayas of the non-human type. For his sake, I hope the boy with the rod is sharp enough to notice that the log floating by is a buaya and not a piece of driftwood. Being the nasty old me, the only way to find out the well-being of the kid is to read tomorrow's papers. If there's no "Kid mauled by Yishun Buaya" headline in tomorrow's Straits Time, I assume the boy is safe and sound somewhere. Here are some tips which I think I saw on National Geographic/Animal Planet on what to do when faced with a fearsome buaya: 1. RUN!!! 2. RUN!!! 3. RUN!!!
Merry Christmas & a Very Happy New Year to ALL!!! Have been bogged down with wedding and housing stuff. Reserve energy was used up dragging myself to bed every night. Thus explaining the paucity of musings here over the last week or so. Despite the exhausting schedule, I am one happy Fieldmarshal. Cannot deny that there were times when the darkest of overcast skies couldn't compare to the colour on my face. But the process of planning and the wedding and doing up the house has been fun. As 2005 winds down to an end, 2006 promises to be the year which marks the definitive change in my life. Perhaps the greatest change would be my marriage followed by moving to my very own place. For me, leaving one's parent's home is a bittersweet moment. The symbolic act of leaving the home where I grew up marks the true initiation to adulthood. It means that I am on my own, I am the master of the household. No longer do I defer to my parents for decisions regarding household issues. On the other hand, I feel sad that it marks an end, although it could be temporary, to sharing the same roof with my parents who went through so much to bring my up. So, it is a mixed feeling type of event for me. In my professional life, 2006 also marks the end of an era and the beginning of another. Yes, news has finally reached me that I will be packing my bags for greener pastures in another department within my organisation. Grass always look somewhat greener over the fence, I just hope the green looking grass ain't choked with green colour weeds and nasties like snakes and spiders. Yes, pessimistic old me. But I definitely need the change snakes or no snakes. Just have to arm myself with some sulphur and an attitude to boot when I move over. Show them who's the real Fieldmarshal. Looking back at the past year, a sense of nostalgia, without fail, rises up in me. Not sure if this nostalgic feeling is an extension from my fear of getting old, but I feel sad everytime I close a chapter of my life with the passage of a year. On hindsight, I realised that I looked forward to growing up when I was young. Guess my young mind was too immature to comprehend the value of time then. Now I wish that time will move slower. Fanciful wishes aside, I think I will need to be more alive to taste life to its fullest. So, my first resolution for 2006 is to experience life for what it is, and not from the perspective of the sofa. To all my friends and fellow bloggers... MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!