Meditations - Book 1
From my Ah Gong, stories of joyfulness, strength, and being burdenless.
From my Amah, recovery, perseverance, straightforwardness, adaptation, multi-talentedness, being multi-lingual, and always making ends meet despite having so many children.
From my 公公, the ability to take it all in and hold it together. That one rare moment of love—buying fireworks for me and playing with me. The stories of him never saying no to money for books. The frustration when kids get distracted from their studies. Education is key to changing one’s life, and therefore the whole generation.
From my 婆婆, stories of her placing importance on literacy, and of the respect she garnered in holding the house together.
From my father, generosity, hard-working nature, education, adaptation, agency, confidence.
From my mother, kindness, agency too, fun and adventures, and a great, enduring social life.
From my brother, truth, principle, polymathic talents, and focus.
And most of all, my wife, softness.
Special mentions: my third maternal aunt, literature.
My second maternal aunt and her husband, the role of religion in a household.
My last maternal aunt and her husband, an us-against-the-world mentality.
My kindergarten teacher, individuality.
My primary school teachers, that consequences were meant to be faced, worthily.
My Form 2 teacher, granting my request to be a prefect.
My tuition teachers, giving me a platform to form friendships beyond the classroom.
My scouting peers, prefect peers, LEO Club peers, Buddhist society, choir, chess, etc. — life.
College was a step into the world, both inner and outer, where I had to face my greatest demons, which matured into a significant part of me.
Uni was the world, where I finally expressed independence to the fullest. Sydney was my world for six years.
Accenture had the best work culture.
Deloitte Consulting had the best exposure (and I found my wife during my tenure here too — not in Deloitte Consulting, but when they posted me to the Philippines).
CBRE was where I bloomed.
And now, Pastry Pro Malaysia is where I am.
From my Amah, recovery, perseverance, straightforwardness, adaptation, multi-talentedness, being multi-lingual, and always making ends meet despite having so many children.
From my 公公, the ability to take it all in and hold it together. That one rare moment of love—buying fireworks for me and playing with me. The stories of him never saying no to money for books. The frustration when kids get distracted from their studies. Education is key to changing one’s life, and therefore the whole generation.
From my 婆婆, stories of her placing importance on literacy, and of the respect she garnered in holding the house together.
From my father, generosity, hard-working nature, education, adaptation, agency, confidence.
From my mother, kindness, agency too, fun and adventures, and a great, enduring social life.
From my brother, truth, principle, polymathic talents, and focus.
And most of all, my wife, softness.
Special mentions: my third maternal aunt, literature.
My second maternal aunt and her husband, the role of religion in a household.
My last maternal aunt and her husband, an us-against-the-world mentality.
My kindergarten teacher, individuality.
My primary school teachers, that consequences were meant to be faced, worthily.
My Form 2 teacher, granting my request to be a prefect.
My tuition teachers, giving me a platform to form friendships beyond the classroom.
My scouting peers, prefect peers, LEO Club peers, Buddhist society, choir, chess, etc. — life.
College was a step into the world, both inner and outer, where I had to face my greatest demons, which matured into a significant part of me.
Uni was the world, where I finally expressed independence to the fullest. Sydney was my world for six years.
Accenture had the best work culture.
Deloitte Consulting had the best exposure (and I found my wife during my tenure here too — not in Deloitte Consulting, but when they posted me to the Philippines).
CBRE was where I bloomed.
And now, Pastry Pro Malaysia is where I am.
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