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.