Hello from Colombo

View of the Indian Ocean from my incredibly small hotel room



Sri Lanka is definitely an underrated tourist spot but I'm pretty sure that the tourism industry has picked up since the defeat of the Tamil Tigers. Nothing is more attractive than having traces of its colonial influence intertwined with the richness of local arts and culture. Something that Singapore has lost, where colonialism is sheer representational (which of course includes its Westminster system of parliamentary democracy).

Why every working wife should love weekend

Time to feed the hungry husband







Yummy butter cake!


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Off again

Colombo, Sri Lanka next week.

And next time I will squeeze in Maldives.

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Freedom fighters on the wall

This is a picture of pictures




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Size

Colleague asked if I have slimmed down, just a day after nanny BM* asked if I am pregnant.

Just as beauty, size is subjective.

*BM is an acronym for Big Mouth

Inch Chua

If you have not heard of her

Adding some colours

Finally the framing is done! Van Gogh's Wheatfield with Cypresses that I lugged back from London



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About old age and falling sick

Have been travelling to-fro ICU for the past week. P's dad was admitted since last week. His condition is bad, but not beyond non-mangeable. He's conscious, but drifts in and out of his own world. Spent some hours with him again yesterday and felt my heart wrenched. Yesterday was a day that he seemed the most conscious, which probably also explains why it was the most painful to watch. He felt the pain on his left thigh, where a new tube was inserted for his bi-weekly dialysis. The existing one on his right arm could not be used as the blood vessels were broken. To prevent him from bending his knees and dislocating the tube, his leg was tied to the bed frame. We talked and on-off, he repeated questions. Some moments we seemed to be on the same page. In a split second, he would suddenly talk/ask about something else with totally no relevance. Frankly, I was not sure if he was with us. As he now gains physically strength and is recovering from the major spastic attack he had last week, it becomes apparent that his mental health may never return to the former state.

Ageing is truly painful, with or without wealth. Someday somewhere, we all end up on our deathbed. But FIL is fortunate to have led a good life and be surrounded by people who care. He has it all.

Life is really too short for us to be living in the past. Every moment counts. The life that is the most blessed is probably the one that you have lived to the fullest.