Joy ride on the time machine

Best buddies

Hi. It’s been a while.

Hello, room.
Hello, bed.
Hello, books on my bed frame.
Hello, clothes of my teenage years in the closet.
Hello, letters in my secret shoe box.
Hello, my dearest teddy bears.

Best buddies
Best buddies

We have aged so much.

I hope you are glad to see me, as I am to see you.

I am sorry I have not been back often.

I should have. But I didn’t because there’s always something to do, people to meet and work to be done in the city. And excuses like…

its a freaking 3 hours bus ride back home.

I am sorry for all the excuses. I really am…

Now that I am back, lets make peace because I have so much to tell you.

Remember all the dreams that was created in this room? How I’ve wanted to be free, go places and be able to do whatever I wanted to do in life? I am living that dream now. Physically, mentally and emotionally.

– I’ve worked for an Airline, been to many countries and I am planning for a 1 year backpacking trip in 2013. Oh! The thrill!

– I’ve worked with a jerk and a bitch to finally realised that I will continue to meet jerks and bitches in this lifetime. And it’s completely ok to walk away than to try and work things out with them.

– I’ve dated a handful of men, some good, some not do good and had my heart wounded way too many times to finally realise what I am looking for in a long term partnership.

Remember the years when I craved so much to be loved by a man?

– I no longer crave for love because I’ve found love within me. I’ve learned to love myself more now. Yes I am still single but I am not in a hurry to let any guy put a ring on my finger. I don’t settle for second best now. So, finding love will take awhile but that’s fine.

Remember the years when I said so many hurtful things about mom in my diary?

– We get along well now and overseas trip has become a yearly routine with her and dad. She’s no longer angry at me (or at herself). Maybe it’s age, maybe it’s because she has learned to accept me for who I am. Honestly, I am not such a bad person. At all.

So…room, bed, books, clothes, letters and my dearest teddy bears.

Life is pretty good now for me. Which it wouldn’t have been if it weren’t for you.

So thank you.

My past.

Sunday’s letter – Volume 4

It was your birthday. Yesterday.

I realised now that I know so little about you as a person.

Who are you? What are your dreams, your goals and aspiration when you were young?

One of my earliest memories of you was when I was 5. The bell at the kindergarden went off and it was time to go home, I dashed off to the front porch to play with my friends while waiting for you to take me home.

The teacher called my name and I saw you standing with your bike waiving at me. It must have been a Suzuki or Mitsubishi. I remembered feeling kind of odd; most of the kids came to school in buses and cars. And you, with a piece of metal that demanded a lot of attention on the road because of the sound it made. I clenched to you with dear life, afraid that I might fall off the bike. Along with every vrooooooooom-like sound it made.

When I was a kid and had those ghostly encounters, I would go to your bedroom with teddy. In a half-sleep and half-awake state, you hopped onto my bed and fell into deep slumber as soon as you lay on my bed; with snores that would scared the day light out of any soul. I often wonder how did mom put up with your thunderous snoring for 35 years.

Rumor has it that you have waited a year long to ask mom out on a date and that you wrote her tons of letters proclaiming your love. I am glad that you persisted because she is in every way perfect for you. You are the Yin and she is the Yang, you are the cup and she is the saucer.

She accepted you as you are, she endured the unpleasant treatment because of religion differences. She went through all the hardship with you during those days when we were poor. So poor that you had to borrow money from loan shark for my milk power.

And yet, she stayed on.

You must be one helluva lucky fella to have married her.

Father figures were often thought of as authoritative and unapproachable. You were the exact opposite. You were fun and funny. To a point that it was annoying at times, especially when I just wanted to cave in like what introverts do. Nonetheless, your coolness puts the rest of the ‘uncool’ father to shame. Not because they weren’t fun and funny but they because of the front they put up, they missed out the fun of being a father.

When I was a teenager, confused by many with the constant debate of ‘my god is better than your god’; you have taught me how not to take religion too seriously. Which, then became a tipping point of how I viewed life as a whole. I understand now that those who took life too seriously not only ceased to live life to the fullest, but they have also missed out what it meant to be truly alive.

Now that I am older, I see more traces of you in my being. We are both sensitive, fastidious about our personal appearance (ahem!), adaptable in any given situation, love for money (uh huh!) and we are both responsible in the matters of heart.

I am so glad that you are my dad and I am proud to be your daughter.

my dad and I
my dad and I

Happy 67th birthday dad.

Where you’d like to be in 10 years

Electric blue flats

Karen, 10 years old. ‘In 10 years time I will be in University, I don’t know what I want to study yet. Maybe something to do with medicine and animals. Because I want to be a vet, just like my dad.’

Karen, in her 20s. ‘In 10 years time, I will be somebody important in the corporate world. I will earn a lot of money; like my cousin who is the  Apac Sales Director for Fortune Magazine. I will be jet setting around the world, making important decision, and be able to afford flight tickets for my parents to travel wherever they fancy.

Karen, in her 30s. ‘In 10 years time….I will be freaking 45 years old! OMGF!’

Seriously, this is not funny. At all.

Fact is, I have not put much thought into where I’d be in my 40s.

You see, when I was younger, I dared to dream. I believed that I can be whoever I wanted to be and I made sure I worked the extra hours, went to extra mile to achieve what I’ve planned for myself.

But as I grow older into my 30s, I started to re-evaluate what is it that I really want as a unique human being in order to lead a happy and fulfilling life. Instead of what my parents, my relatives, my friends and society expect of me.

So no, I don’t know (yet) what I’ll be or where I’ll be in 10 years time. What I do know is that:

– I don’t want to be stuck in a 9-6 job.

– I no longer want to be someone important in the corporate world.

– Earning a lot of money is not my priority anymore but I do want financial freedom.

– I want to be in the creative line. Maybe writing, maybe photography.

– I don’t want to be happily single. Happily married seems like a goal.

– I want to be involved in voluntary work. On a global scale.

– I want to be traveling around the world, maybe reside in another country, like Cambodia.

At least, that’s a start.

What about you?

Current Relationship Status: Happily Single

Happily Single
Happily Single
Happily Single

Why are you still single? I get asked this question a lot by cab drivers (yes, they are a nosy bunch), the Indian uncle at the mamak store (which I frequent on Sundays for Tosai), my parents and of cause married friends who are so fixated with the notion that the sole purpose of a woman is to get married and have kids.

It’s not that I don’t like men. It’s just that I’ve not came across a man who could make my heart skip a beat; a man that I am so crazy in love with that I would want to go to bed with every night and wake up to every morning for the next 30 years (or so).

And so I thought to myself…why settle for someone who is not ‘the one’?

I have friends who has never had ‘single’ written next to their relationship status. Jumping from one relationship to another, rebound after rebound just because they are so afraid of being alone single.

Having lunch/dinner alone is kinda sad.
Nobody watches movies alone in the cinema.
I feel so crippled because I am so used to be chauffeured around.
Who’s going to pay for my meals?
I am bored and I am so lonely.
Nobody love me.

Whether you admit it or not, at least one of the above flashes through your mind when you had your relationship status changed from ‘In relationship’ to ‘Its complicated’ to ‘Single’. But today, I am going to tell you today that being single is SUPER.

– Not having to tolerate anyone’s annoying habits.
– Leaving dirty clothes on the bed and sofa
– Walking into the apartment with the shoes on
– Leaving cups and glasses unattended
– Scratching their private parts in public
– Loud snoring
– Picking nose in public
– Burping in public
– Farting and not caring where they are
– Smelly feet propped up on the coffee table or sofa
– Not putting up the seat and getting piss on the seat

Being single means you don’t have to deal with all the above anymore! Now isn’t that awesome?

You don’t have to have sex when you don’t feel like it. Let’s face it. Men simply loves sex. And while there’s absolutely nothing wrong with it, we women sometimes just wants to cuddle.

Unlike men, women doesn’t think about sex every single minute. Unlike men, women doesn’t need to have sex every day. Being single, You don’t have to find excuses and faking orgasm when you dont feel like having sex.

You get to pursue anything that you are interested in. Being single allows you to discover your true passion. While you are in a relationship, you spend time with your man at any given opportunity. Which leaves you very little time to learn another language, go for baking class, sewing class, drawing class etc. You get my drift.

When you are single, the world becomes your playground. You get to decide what games to play and which playmates to hang out with.

You get to travel. When you are single, you have the advantage of going on an impromptu weekend getaway. A shopping spree in Bangkok over the weekend, a short flight to Penang for Char Kuey Tiao, or even plan for a year long backpacking trip around the world!

You get to enjoy the freedom of being. Watching your favorite cartoon on Cartoon Network at any time of the day, walking around the house naked, eating Coco Crunch for breakfast, lunch and dinner just because you feel like it.

You’ll get to know yourself better. Being single allows you to have more time with yourself thus helping you discover who you truly are as a unique human being. Your likes and dislike, what makes you tick, your dreams and goals in life.

Lets face it, when we are in a relationship, we spend an average of 8 hours at work, 8 hours sleeping 2 hours stuck in the jam and the remaining hours with the other-half. And on weekend, we woud probably spend the entire Saturday and Sunday with the other-half as well.

When do you then find the time to get to know yourself better?

Decide what you want in a partner. Being single lets you evaluate the kind of person you want to have as a long term partner. By spending more time alone and being single, you would be able to focus on YOU. Your dreams, your desire, your aspiration which is going to help you decide the kinda person who is going to complement you and help you achieve your goals.

So chin up! It’s not that bad being single after all 🙂

Saya anak Malaysia

Born in the 1970s, in a small little town called Batu Pahat, Johor. My fondest childhood memories were with my playmates with tanned skin and big brown eyes at the government quarters. unlike my lifeless skin tone, uninteresting monolids and flat Chinese nose.

Festive season were always a grand affair. Back then, it didn’t matter whether its Chinese New Year, Hari Raya or Deepavali, it is a celebration for all and most importantly a reason for us to wear nice clothes, drink carbonated drinks, and stuff ourselves silly with delicious ‘Kueh bang kek‘, ‘pineapple tarts‘, ‘muruku‘ and ‘kueh Loyang‘.

I liked my Malay and Indian playmates although they looked, talked and smelled different. It didn’t matter because we always had so much fun in the playground. We played gasing, we rolled on a pile of dried leaves that we have gathered, we caught spiders in the bushes and put ’em in match boxes as pets.

In the 80s, there weren’t that many choices when it comes to entertainment. The family TV was in black and white, and we only had RTM1, RTM2 and subsequently TV3 in the 80s. P.Ramlee’s movies like Bujang Lapuk, Ibu Mertua Ku, and Tiga Abdul were my source of entertainment in the earlier 80s. Then local rock star like Amy Search and Ella (Queen of Rock) became my addiction in the early 90s.

Amy Search – Saat Kuidamkan

I’ve always been proud of being a Malaysian. Albeit the distinct differences in culture, we respected each other and we relish in the differences that made us uniquely Malaysian. You see, we don’t need 1Malaysia to remind us on racial unity. Isn’t it ironic that after 55 years of independence, we are now being introduced with the 1Malaysia concept that claimed to emphasise on ethnic harmony, national unity and efficient governance?

I love my country but the fact of the matter is, I am also Chinese and I wouldn’t want to lose touch with my roots that contributes to the uniqueness of Malaysia. Nor do I want my Malay and Indian brothers and sisters to lose their unique cultural identity with the adoption of a national culture that derived from 1Malaysia.

During the recent TEDxKL, I was moved by Jo Kukathas‘s presentation on ‘Joining the dot’ and can’t help but agree with her that we have lost so many things along the years… our heritage, our sights and our culture, all in the name of ‘Nationalism’.

Where do we draw the line?


The Chinese shrine of Na Tuk Kong at every corner of the road or under every scary looking tree

How to attain personal freedom

“The basic test of freedom is perhaps less in what we are free to do than in what we are free not to do” Eric Hoffer

Personal freedom. What is that?

Personal freedom to me is having the ability to express myself and to pursue what is worthy of me. Having the capacity to choose what is right for me and not being forced upon by my country, the authority, the employer, the society and the people around me.

Sounds like a pretty simple concept to grasp but does personal freedom really exist?

It does, and it all starts with you.

Find your true self
The first step to personal freedom is to find your true self. When we were born, we were mold into a person that our parents, society, government, education institute think it’s best for us. We were told that we have to act and speak certain way to be socially acceptable and we live our lives through the shadows of others.

To find your true self, you can only do so by having an open heart and keep on experimenting. Years and years of pre-programming cloud our visions. Try to remember activities that makes you happy. It could be baking, traveling, surrounding yourself your watercolors and canvas.

Discover what makes you happy.

Learn to say NO
I used to find saying No a chore and end up saying Yes and feel really shit about it because it takes up my personal time and opportunities I might have had if I didn’t say Yes.

We need to understand that its completely ok and we have all the right to say No. The only reason why we are not saying No is because we are unwilling to deal with the consequences of saying No. And therefore we say Yes unwillingly and feel bitter about it afterwards.

Realize your priority. When you say Yes to something or someone, are we sacrificing your personal time? If you answer Yes then its time to say No.

Removing negative people in your life
My biggest allergy in life is negative people.

I used to be part of the community, often the one giving advice and beaming positivity to the negative ones. After years of doing this pro-bono work, I realize that one can never change a mind of a negative person. They are so caught up in the negativity; no amount of positivity can save them from their negativity.

So I’ve decided that enough is enough. Trying to get someone out of negativity is a loosing game. People will only snap out of negativity when they want to, not because we want them to.

Let go of people who are too demanding and demeaning in your life
There are 3 people in my life that fits this description. My 8th aunt, my former creative director and my former employer.

In the case of these 3 difficult people in my life, I did my best to be what they expect of me. But it was never enough. Because they were so caught up with their own perfection that no matter how hard I try, I can never measure up.

I used to think that in order for me to learn, I had to overcome all obstacles in my life. Little did I realize that sometimes, walking away or letting go might just be the best thing to do.

Love yourself more
We all heard about this phrase ‘Love yourself more’. But what does it really mean? Does it mean sign up for yoga classes, go to bed early, and get a Prada bag for your birthday?

To me, loving yourself simply means listen to your heart and engage in activities that makes you happy.

Is it really enough?

I read it once somewhere, that there is enough resources for every living being on this planet. And yet, there is hunger and poverty.

I didn’t understand that, then.I do, now.Our greed for power, that robs off our fellow brothers and sisters’ right to have land for vegetation and to breed livestock; to have enough food to eat, clothes to wear and a roof above their head.We keep wanting for more, and more stuffs that we do not need. And we conviniently ignore the needy begging on the streets with excuses like:

‘Oh, he is healthy, why dont he work instead of begging for money?’

‘Oh that lady is so lazy.’

‘He must be a drug addict.’

When did our hearts became so cold. Whatever reason that led to the homeless living and begging on the streets is not as important as how should we respond to it. We give because we can, simple as that. Without question,
without expecting anything in return. We do it simply because we can, and we because want to do.

This, is an act of ‘balance’. To maintain harmony in the world we live in.
So start giving. From today onwards. Starting with your family.

Say ‘no’ to TMI


When I was younger, I’ve always felt obligated to solve other people’s problem. And it doesn’t help when people voluntarily tell me their deepest secret or somebody else’s deepest secret. Issues or events that doesn’t concern me.

Ignorance can sometimes to bliss. I often thought to myself, that if only I don’t know so much that is happening, I would still be working for my favorite brand. The fact is, I know too much and I couldn’t live with what I knew and what I would become.

I should be angry. Angry for the person who fed me too much information, angry that he/she is still feeding me with too much information. Actually…I DESERVE THE RIGHT TO BE ANGRY WITH ALL YOU MOTHERFUCKERS WHO JUST WANT TO DUMP YOUR MISERY ON ME SO THAT YOU CAN FEEL A LITTLE BIT BETTER.

There! I’ve said it.

Please don’t give me the guilt trip that friends are supposed to help each other, be there for each other. Well bullshit. How about being in my shoes? Is it fair that I have to listen to all your sob stories, racking my brain to find a solution for you only to be presented the same piece of shit over and over again? Wasting my previous time where I could have spent doing something more meaningful.

We all have a purpose in life, and lessons that needs to be learn for the growth of our soul. My advice is not to listen to anyone but your heart and the voice from within you that is guiding you in this physical world.

If you want to let it out, write out all your feelings in a piece of paper and burn it. Be respectful of your friend’s life, spare them the agony of listening to all your misery. Don’t listen and take anyone’s advice because theirs life experiences is always going to be different than yours. Quiet your mind and figure out the puzzle yourself. This could be the best gift that you have given yourself.

The concept of being

The past few weeks have been an extraordinary experience for me. It took me 35 years to finally understand the purpose of life on this planet. After reading numerous books, caught up in false believe and confusion, I finally came to this point in my life and I can finally declare that ‘I get it’. And it feels like I’ve been awaken from a dream.

A couple of weeks ago, I followed my heart and landed at Kinokuniya bookstore. Like a magnet, I was drawn to the new age section and picked up several books that will change my perception and gave the purpose of life a brand new meaning.

It is said that when a student is ready, the teacher will appear. And how true is that I often thought to myself.

I’ve always been a spiritual person. I’ve seen a ghost when I was 7, not that it made me spiritual but I’ve always had the ability to sense something that not from this realm. I’ve also been very in touched with my feelings, sometimes I hear voices at the back of my head, and all my life, I’ve been searching for the reason of being and what happens after death.

I was born into a Buddhist family. As far as I can remember, I’ve always had family members, friends, and strangers preaching Buddhism, Christianity and Islam to me. I do not detest the concept of God but I often wonder why people become defensive when they talk about religion and their God and often condemn others of other religion. There’s always MY God vs YOUR God.

When I was 27 years old, alone in my apartment I was touched by a forced so great that I ended up weeping for hours. I wept because I was touched and felt loved. It was then I fully understood what matter is my relationship of with God, a universal God that is not tied to any religion and any dogma. Rather, God is a force full of light, love and compassion to all living beings regardless of what religion one believes. And from then onwards, I learn to love people of difference religious preference, because I know that we all come from the same source.

There are so many misconceptions in this world. Our views are distorted by what was fed to us, by our parents, teachers, preachers, friends, the government and the media. And it takes a lot of courage to really question what was said to us.

I’ve always believed that the world is already in perfect order. Albeit human suffering due to poverty, war, political unjust, natural disaster etc. Yes, perfect order does not mean a bed of roses, perfect order does not mean people are going to smile at you and be kind at you always. Perfect order means Yin and Yang, black and white, the good and the bad. And for all that we human term as suffering in this physical realm has to happen to balance karma.

There are a lot of things that can’t be explained in this physical realm by this physical body that can only comprehend what goes on in this 3rd dimension. But the need to feel secure from the purpose of ‘being’ and the lack of security by this physical body often leads to the urge to find something that could give them a sense of purpose and emotional security. Which often ends up with religion, congregation and the false belief of God.

What I am saying here is relatively a simple concept, but can only be fully understood by a matured soul who has lived through many lifetimes. A courageous soul who knows his/her purpose in this physical world and not be blinded by the pressure of being accepted and misconception of what is termed by good or bad.

Maybe one day, we will all be truly ‘awaken’, and understand the sole purpose of our existence in this physical realm.

Letter to the 40 year old me

me at 35


After writing a letter to the 3 year old me, I thought its only right to write a letter to the future me – when we are in our 40s.

I don’t mean to give you a to-do-list of what I want when we are 40. But I do think it’s important that I remind us of what’s important to ensure that we never ever lose faith for all that we believe in and all the good that we want to achieve in life.

At 40, I hope that you have taken 1 year off to travel the world. If not, then you’re probably slogging on a 9-5 job that you don’t really enjoy doing. Your self esteem might be wearing thin because you never got to fulfill what we set ourselves to accomplish. If that’s the case, (assuming you have at least a 5 figure(in USD) in your savings account) then you should drop whatever you are doing, quit your job and hop on to the plane and head over to India. It might be daunting at first, but trust me, just do it. The universe will take care of everything. Have faith. Remember when you were 35, we have already started making plans for this big day to come.

At 40, if you have fulfilled the 1 year around the world trip, then good for us! Thank you for making our dreams come true 🙂 And here’s what I hope we would achieve and become in our 40s.

me at 35
me at 35

When we are in our 40s, mom and dad would be in their 70s. I am pretty sure that they would still be around. And I hope that you are spending more time with them. If you still don’t have a car, for Christ sake, get one! So that we can visit them whenever we feel like it.

I hope that in our 40s, we’ll finally find our soul mate. It’s ok if he has not appear. Just promise me that you will not settle for just any men. Find a man whom you love dearly, a man who worship you and think the world of you. A man who shares the same dream and aspiration as you do. If he doesn’t appear, that’s fine too. Just make sure you have lots of money in your bank account, hop on a plane and head over to Italy.

I want us to be able to live comfortably when we are in our 40s. I want to have sustainable income not from 9-5 jobs, but from projects that we are really passionate about and that would give us steady stream of income. Something to do with writing perhaps. So I promise me that I will start now and I will work very hard to achieve that goal. You just make sure that you don’t splurge all the money on ridiculously expensive designer shoes/bags/clothing that we don’t need.

At our 40s, if we still have the means to put on the 4 inch heels and mini skirts, by all means just wear it. Don’t let age define what we should or should not wear. Wear whatever that makes us happy, with class and style 🙂 And in order to still look fabulous in our 40s, I promise me that I am going to exercise with at least 3 hour of Callanetics a week.

We have such a big heart and there is always a part of us that wants to give our all unconditionally to the world. I hope by 40, we will feel complete – spiritually, mentally and physically. And thus enable us to give back to the world in any way possible.

I love you Karen, in our 40s, no matter how we have become. Remember that life is all about learning and un-learning experiences. Have faith, be brave. That’s all we need to have.

Letter to the 3 year old me

3 year old Karen

Dear 3 year old me, Happy birthday!

3 year old Karen

You are 3 now! And this is me (you), at 35. I want you to know that at this point in time, we turned out fine. We are very much loved, contented, and happy with what we have and what we have become. We are still very much single (but not lonely) and we can now afford as many books, color pencils, accessories and beautiful dresses as we want 🙂

At 6, you will be in kindergarten. You will notice a cute little boy who can’t stop stealing glances of you. Be brave, go on and ask him his name if you like. Don’t over analyze, have fun with life. At that time, dad would be 36 and he would pick you up from kindergarden with his motobike. Don’t be afraid of the weird looking bike, just enjoy every moment of the ride and remember to hold on to dad with dear life 🙂

At 7, we’ll move to a new town call Labis. You’ll love it there at the government quarters because it has a huge compound for you, our brother and our puppy to run around. Yes, a puppy and we named her Princes. A couple of years after that, you will have several ghostly encounter at school and in the house that we live in. Don’t be afraid, it’s a phase that you must go through, know that there is nothing you can do to make it go away. Be brave.

At 10, mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. It’s going to be tough for you…most of the time you just didn’t know how to react. Because at 10, we were often misunderstood due to our individuality and sensitivity. But don’t worry, mom had the operation and is still here with me at 35.

At 12, we moved to another town call Batu Pahat. That’s where we were born. So were mom, dad and our brother. It’s also a town where most of our relatives are. You’re going to hate the all-girls school and funnily enough it was also the first time that we had a crush on a girl. Yeah…so thank God we’ve gotten into a co-ed school in high school. Else I am not quite sure if we are going to end up being gay or straight.

At 15-18, this will be a very tough period in your life. You will have a lot of difficult moments with mom and dad. Being a first time parent to a teenage girl is tough enough. Be kinder to them and understand that they brought us up the best way they knew how. During our teenage years, you’ll get to know a girl whom would be your best friend and your pillar of strength for many years to come.

At 18, you will meet Allan. Your first love, probably the one and only man whom you want to marry at that time. He will sweep you off your feet, buy you presents and make you feel like a queen. He is also going to break your heart and cause you lotsa pain and tension with mom and dad. And he is going to try to come back into your life again and again. The hurt will be painful and you are going to wonder how stupid can you be. Dont…move on, forgive him and let him be a bygone.

At 23, you will leave home for college and you will be on cloud nine for the freedom you will get. Go easy on partying and all the booze. And oh, don’t just memorize all the text book, try to understand and make some sense out of it.

At this time, At 25, you got your first job as a junior programmer. You are going to feel miserable, renting a room with a bunch of strangers, with no friends to hang out with on weekend. At work, your manager is gonna be a dick because you are a fresh graduate out of college with no working experience. You will quit within a month and you will feel like a failure. Well don’t. Because less than 1 year after that, you will know that you made the right choice to quit. That chapter will make you more determined for success and all the wonderful opportunity in years to come. You’ll move back to KL within a year to start over, you’ll love your job and have lots of great friends from work.

At 26, you’ll get to know Maga, a wonderful guy from Ingushetia whom I think might be our soul mate. You’ll have a lot of good memories with Maga…treasure every moment spent with him, forgive him if he can’t spend as much time as you would like him to, tell him often that you love him because 4 years after that, you will lose him to a car accident…If you can, keep all the photos you have together, don’t throw them away just because you are angry.

In your late 20s, you’ll be more in touch with your spirituality. You’ll start pondering the purpose of life and your existence. You’ll finally understand the concept of God. And you’ll realize that God is around you and within you. And that is enough.

At 32 till 34, we’ll have a wonderful time working with the World’s Best Low Cost airline. We’ll get to fulfill our dream of traveling the world. But those are also one of the most difficult period of our life as well. Simply because we’ll have to work with a manipulative and delusional bitch and get caught up in whirlwind of office politic. At times you will feel that you don’t know who to trust, you’ll feel miserable because you would want to do the right thing all the time. But don’t worry because you’ll have a lots of friends (and a great team) at work who will give you all the support that you need. And no matter what, everything will turn out fine…don’t look back when you leave at 34. Close the chapter and forgive those who has caused you much misery and endless sleepless nights.

And now, here I am. At 35. Typing this blog post on our Mac Book Air, which is the coolest machine even made by Steve Job.

I love you Karen, no matter how you turned out to be. And I’ll talk to you again when you are 35 and me 67.