Precisely
7.13 a.m on a Saturday morning in Winter, in Adelaide. A cup of tea at my
elbow, two heaters to keep me warm and our cat Lea sitting by the Gas Fire to
keep warm – her favorite spot every winter morning. Anytime in Winter in
Adelaide is mild when compared to the Winter I remembered in London. The cold
clings to you in London. It follows you everywhere and you cannot hide from
it…and yet London holds so many lingering memories of good times that refuses
to go away.
Anytime
when you had no greater a responsibility then to make sure that you arrive on
time at Brynston Square to have lunch at Malaysia Hall is a good time. Anytime
when you read the dailies to see if Lester Piggot was having any rides at the
races for you to “invest” on must surely be free of any worries because you
live for the moment! If there were any “problems” it would certainly have
something to do with the possibility that “Paul McCartney is Dead!” …well that
was what everyone was speculating since he was the only Beatle walking barefoot
walking across that Zebra Crossing in Abbey Road….or maybe he just felt like
walking barefoot….and the debate rages on.
I
lived in the moment then as I still do now. When I decided to leave KL to live
in Perth many years ago it did not occurr to me then that I will not be
around with my Mother and Father in their last conscious moments on this
earth….that I would not really be able to say my goodbyes to them. Today I
think often about how it would be for me when my last conscious moments on this
earth comes and my daughter and her family are far away in Canada. So I still
live in the moment but a bit more mindful that life sometimes deals you an Ace
and sometimes a Joker. You can never predict its outcome but you can try to
change yourself and take what comes your way with relish and a positive
attitude. Then life becomes good.
When
I get older losing my hair,
Many
years from now,
Will
you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday
greetings bottle of wine?
If
I'd been out till quarter to three
Would
you lock the door,
Will
you still need me, will you still feed me,
When
I'm sixty-four?
Well
for me 64 is already here! Mick Jagger is 70! John Lennon and George Harrison
are gone and Hugh Hefner is…well Hugh Hefner is still Hugh Hefner albeit a little bit older!
The
greatest gift I have been given in life is my wife, Zack, Terrina and her
Family – my Family …though the jury is still out as to whether I am the
greatest gift in their life….but hey who is asking? Even now as I sit here in
front of my PC willing for some “ilham” to come my way so that my thoughts can
race away to places unknown faster then my hands can type I know that it is the
little things in life that really matters. My wife just walked past me and as
she does she knows that I will reach out to touch her…and she me.
Its Saturday
today and I know that there is nothing that I have to do today that I do not
want to do! Just you stop and think about that – how many of you can lay claim
to that? That you do not have to do anything today that you do not want to do?
Is that not Nirvana?
My
mind is begging to meander to places unknown and I do not want you guys to
follow. So I will stop for now…..but I still have not had a good laugh this
morning…so maybe I might sneak a peak at my favorite comical comic…the NST…get
a few laughs and hopefully get some “ilham” to bang some heads of those in BN and UMNO....I have already had 20 emails this morning and another one just came through...no doubt to "hantam" me for being a bad bad boy! Salam.
