Tainted with Hope

Thursday. Met up with Daren Y, Terrence, Jos, Albert and Lips for dinner at Raffles City Cartel. As usual, there’s a long queue but we waited for the long queue to disperse slightly before sending the one who dun have to work to join the queue. Basically everyone, including myself is late. Order 6 person seafood platter and an insane amount of deserts, courtesy of Albert who complained there’s no good dessert especially cheese cake in Shanghai.

Waited for the elusive K.Hon to appear but by the time he’s on the road, we are ready to split. Albert and Lips had a Majong session at Serangoon, Terrence had a pool appointment at Paradiz Centre where I long-pang him to, Darren Y just wanna go home and sleep.

And yes, Today is CNY eve. And I’m still at my work place typing this. Chey…

Regardless of NYE or CNY, or any other public holidays, its all really about celebrating hope. But for someone who dun like his existence, Hope is the hardest taint to wash away. Somehow I guess its inbuilt in all human beings. Having hope means having desires, having attachments to life and thus to oneself. Hope tends to cloud your mind from doing what is necessary at the moment. It is, more often than not, a useful weapon used to entice or entrap people in their own misery as it is a type of self-delusion, a sweet poison that can do its job well.

So go away Hope. May I never have hope again. Hahaha…. What a paradox.



Can you see the smiley??