Monthly Archives: September 2015

What’s your final destination moment?

chinese-676651_1280I guess if it’s not your time, it’s not your time:

a) I got off a taxi beside an electric box. Later, I looked out the window on the 8th floor of a building to see the box had short circuited with its power lines flailing, sparks everywhere.

b) I stood on a train track. Nobody told me that a hand car was coming towards me. I stepped off the track only to see the car zooming past.

c) I fell on a wet road and a car braked inches in front of me.

d) I was about to turn right at a traffic junction when another car from the other side ignored the stop sign and sped past. Other drivers instinctively blared their horns as a signal to me not to move. If I had gone to the center of the road, I would have been a goner.

e) My canoe got pulled out far away into the open sea by a strong wind. Two hours later, a passing yacht found me.

f) I chose not to park at a certain spot with all the other cars. Twenty minutes later, the 5 cars at the spot were all destroyed by falling trees.

g) I was five. I hung around at the British High Commission residence a lot. One day, I was sitting at the stone stairs in the garden playing with flower petals. Suddenly the embassy staff were yelling and running for their lives. I didn’t know what was going on. Then I saw a man in a white robe cutting across the garden and walking towards me. Everyone was shouting at me to get up. I froze. A heroine rushed towards me and picked me up to safety. (There’s always a police officer standing outside the gate. No idea what happened to him that day. The man in white entered an abandoned garage. Later, a crowd went to inspect. He was gone).

So, what’s your final destination moment?

My George Costanza Moment

shopping-305728_1280I  had a George Costanza moment just now. I was at the supermarket buying some stuff. As I headed to the cashier’s counter, this woman rushes up from my right and shoves a pram with a baby in front of me to cut the queue. She almost ran over my foot.

I stood there for a few seconds, and then went to the next counter, which unfortunately was closed. Lucky me, another cashier came, removed the sign on the conveyer belt, and offered to serve me.

For centuries, people have sacrificed their lives for land. Poets have glorified battles and wars. Names have been enshrined in history books. Adventurers have achieved greatness by climbing mountains, travelling the seven seas, defying gravity by sending man to the moon and beyond — and then this little person pops up out of nowhere and thinks she’s made a difference to the world by cutting me at the cashier’s counter.

You may have won this round today, sweetie. But I’ll be waiting for you next time.

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