MORNINGS

Every morning when I rise from bed, I hit right to the bathroom.
Stare into the mirror, with my tired face and eyes staring back at me.
Next, I notice my "de-generated" body parts badly in need for an overhaul or plastic surgery.
Sigh... resign to fate. Got to work till I'm 65 years old.

Step into the shower... feel the splash of water running down my body.
The fragance from my expensive shampoo & body foam has no effect on me anymore.
I'm not awaken like a fresh flower.
Step out from the shower. Stare into the mirror again. No improvement on my image.
So I slap my perfum on and then hurry on to get dress for work.

If my robotic rusty body obeys, I will be in time to see my little girl off in her school bus.

So guys, this is my daily schedule, Mondays to Fridays, between 7.00am-7.30am.

Without my hobbies (as published in my earlier blogs), I will wither away like a flower and disappear from planet earth without understanding my purpose of life.

I wonder constantly the purpose of us working so hard - for a comfortable life? for a beautiful home? for expensive gadgets? for holidays? to send my gal to a better school? to support our old folks?

In our society where both parents got to work & pursue some personal hobbies, we hardly have time for our child. I can count the hours we have per day... Mondays-Fridays: 15mins in the morning & aro 3hrs in the night (sometimes NIL if we've commitments)... Saturdays & Sundays: Average 16hrs. So in a week, we spend an average of less than 32 hrs with the child.

On the other hand, we spend 10hrs (including commuting time to office) outside home. In a week, we spend 50+hrs working.