How would your life be when I am no longer here?
When I’m not here, how would your life be like?
Would every moment remind you more and more of me? Or life still have meaning?
If we lived with knowing that life is transient, would you be able to live life better?
My greatest fear is not of death, but having not lived.
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Have A Little Respect
 Just hours before the turn of an era, the heavens wept. As the sun rose the very next day, a nation mourned. Our founding father has ascended. My father was visibly saddened and tired. He was up the whole night as calls poured in from our hotline to ask about what can be done if anything happens to Mr Lee Kuan Yew.
Mr Lee Kuan Yew was his hero. He was in fact THE hero of their generation. Gone were the days of the 32 door containers that used to make its rounds picking up the neighbourhood’s excrements. No longer did our grandparents have to rely on kerosene or wood fire. From a plethora of languages, Read more…
Jenny Tay 