I love Sundays because its the one day in the week when I can really enjoy myself doing the things I like best.To me a Sunday well spent is better than a holiday overseas.Its the day of the week when I wake up at 5am full of expectation for the day ahead.After 45 minutes or so getting ready for the golf battle ,I leave the house at around 5.55am off to the coffeeshop where the 4 of us will meet for breakfast.
Before that a quick stop at the 7-Eleven shop to get my big bottle of mineral water and cigarettes and we are there.Breakfast is usually two half boiled eggs, a cup of strong coffee and some noodles.After about twenty minutes at about 630 am we all hop into one car and off we go to our golf destination usually about 40 minutes away .By 730 we are ready to start our game.
The game itself is full of fun and excitement with each of us trying hard to avoid being the main loser.We have only small bets ,just for the excitement.This group believes that golf is a game to be played and not for gambling.for 18 holes we are focussed on the challenge at hand and after the game its shower time.Usually the clubs we play in have only cold water showers so I can say that at least once a week I have a real good cold water shower.The shower itself is something ,standing under the shower with the cold water falling on you.It has a wonderful cooling effect and is really refreshing.
After that its off to lunch and that is the time when our recorders will announce the winners and losers and out comes the money.Our organiser will keep track of all the other expenses and its divided equally between the four of us,no quarrel about that.Lunch is pretty fun with each person ordering his preferred dish so everyone is satisfied.
The drive back is usaully full of friendly banter as they would relate their good shots and bad and at times there would be stories about this and that.Upon reaching the coffee shop where the cars are parked the next programme is discussed.First the venue for the coming week and where to go for foot or body massage.We rotate this ,one week we take care of our feet and the next our body and the organiser will tell us where to go.An hour or an hour and a half here and we are done.
Then its back home ,to relax a while and see where the family wants for dinner,either mum's cooking or some restaurant the children discovered.By 9 pm the day comes to an end and I retire to bed happy and satisfied with the day.
I enjoy the col morning drive and the adventure of playing in different courses and most of all with good friends whom you know you can depend on.To us winning or losing is no issue,we always say that as long as everyone is happy the objective of the outing is achieved and the day well spent.That kind of spirit has kept us going for so many years and hopefully will continue in the years ahead.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
So lucky!
Today I was scrolling the names on my phone and came across quite a few names the owners of which have already left this world.As I looked at each of the names I cant help but recollect the time we spent together.Some were ex colleagues,some good fiends and some golfing kakis.Some were relatives and some were even my students.
Cant help but feel a tinge of sadness remembering these associates and people who were part of my life.
The latest one Hj.Musa was an ex Assistant District Officer who played golf with me for over 20 years.We never had any misunderstanding or argument over the game which was always played in good spirits.Musa loved to eat and had a great hankering for sweet stuff ,ice kachang,syrup with milk and he really enjoyed his food to the fullest.It was a joy to see him eat.He also loved mahjong but was slow and clumsy and come to think of it ,it was so easy to make his money.Mus and I played the game in so many golf courses together with Uncle Lee and Uncle Chi Chi.Unfortunately both of them have given up golf because of health reasons and of the group I'm the only one left playing.So sad...yet I'm so lucky to be still able to play the game which we all loved so much.
As we reach our golden years the thoughts are filled with good memories of good friends who came our way >these friends are gone but will never be forgotten....
Cant help but feel a tinge of sadness remembering these associates and people who were part of my life.
The latest one Hj.Musa was an ex Assistant District Officer who played golf with me for over 20 years.We never had any misunderstanding or argument over the game which was always played in good spirits.Musa loved to eat and had a great hankering for sweet stuff ,ice kachang,syrup with milk and he really enjoyed his food to the fullest.It was a joy to see him eat.He also loved mahjong but was slow and clumsy and come to think of it ,it was so easy to make his money.Mus and I played the game in so many golf courses together with Uncle Lee and Uncle Chi Chi.Unfortunately both of them have given up golf because of health reasons and of the group I'm the only one left playing.So sad...yet I'm so lucky to be still able to play the game which we all loved so much.
As we reach our golden years the thoughts are filled with good memories of good friends who came our way >these friends are gone but will never be forgotten....
Friday, November 4, 2011
As age catches up !
The year is coming to an end and its the time of the year when youshould take stock of the year that has gone and the one to come.I would say that 2011 has been a most eventful year ,most important is that we have been able to see it through and can optimistically look forward to yet another year.
As we age ,the young ones grow.Our children have become matured and are managing their own lives.The grandchildren are also growing and its good to be able to see them developing physically and mentally.As for us,there is satisfaction knowing that in one way or other we have been responsible in bringing this about.
To us bringing up a family has always been interpersed with a culture of giving without ever thinking of receiving.Even today if I need anything there is never a thought of asking anyone for it as I can get it myself.We have always been independent and learned to fend for ourselves.We are not like other parents ,some of whom who would insist that their children repay them for whatever reasons.For us seeing our children growing up to be useful and steadfast people is satisfying enough and watching them run their own lives is something else.We may not agree with some of the things they do but we prefer to watch quietly by the sideline as we understand how children feel about parental interference unlike the old days when parents would impose their will on their children thus creating unnecessary stress and conflict.
As we grow older we do worry a little bit about where we are going to be.We have our own house but we realise that because of the grandchildren we have to be around to help.This is yet another sacrifice which we happily make.But what would happen when we are no longer able to do so? Sometimes I wonder what would happen if one of us were to go.For mum she can survive but for how long?How long before she cannot do what she is doing now?For sure the children cannot look after her because of their work and lack of time.So do we stay around and become a burden? Odd is'nt it that as you age you progressively become redundant and when the time comes when you are old and helpless what happens?
As we age ,the young ones grow.Our children have become matured and are managing their own lives.The grandchildren are also growing and its good to be able to see them developing physically and mentally.As for us,there is satisfaction knowing that in one way or other we have been responsible in bringing this about.
To us bringing up a family has always been interpersed with a culture of giving without ever thinking of receiving.Even today if I need anything there is never a thought of asking anyone for it as I can get it myself.We have always been independent and learned to fend for ourselves.We are not like other parents ,some of whom who would insist that their children repay them for whatever reasons.For us seeing our children growing up to be useful and steadfast people is satisfying enough and watching them run their own lives is something else.We may not agree with some of the things they do but we prefer to watch quietly by the sideline as we understand how children feel about parental interference unlike the old days when parents would impose their will on their children thus creating unnecessary stress and conflict.
As we grow older we do worry a little bit about where we are going to be.We have our own house but we realise that because of the grandchildren we have to be around to help.This is yet another sacrifice which we happily make.But what would happen when we are no longer able to do so? Sometimes I wonder what would happen if one of us were to go.For mum she can survive but for how long?How long before she cannot do what she is doing now?For sure the children cannot look after her because of their work and lack of time.So do we stay around and become a burden? Odd is'nt it that as you age you progressively become redundant and when the time comes when you are old and helpless what happens?
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