Sunday, November 10, 2013

The Puppet Theory

It might seem that our minds are all but puppet masters trying to carry out a well coordinated act. When we interact with someone, it is in fact one puppet interacting with another puppeteer's puppet. Puppeteers are able to manipulate strings of conscious thoughts behind a facade that is not apparent to other puppeteers or the audience watching this show. The most honesty one can extend to another puppet is to align their thoughts with the act. The most honesty one can expect from another puppet, is well, a combination of that puppeteer's willingness to display honesty and his or her skill in the art of puppetry. 

What puppet shows teach us. Image courtesy of www.roberthonstein.com

Back at work, a project finally drew to a close. A record breaking nineteen days of unbroken working days later, I got a full weekend off. My first stop was the zoo. For me, it was the most perfect, thunder shower blessed day at the rainforest zoo in Mandai. This was the closest escape from a concrete office cubicle to nature I was going to get. The animals seemed to enjoy the cooler temperatures and  fewer visitors. The reptiles were thrilled. I was also the tour guide for Ryuu's first ever trip to the Singapore Zoo.

Little did I know that a few steps off the beaten track was a quay and beyond the lake was a beautiful patch of forest, which (on that day) was enveloped by a thin sheet of mist.


Honestly, what will we do after we've cut off the last tree and poached the last elephant? Where will some of us run away to, for times when we want to escape the emptiness that technology, money and some puppet shows bring us?

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

The Animal Song

Our neighbours have moved houses temporarily until their house renovations are completed. They have left Ginger to either 1. die a slow death or 2. be left to the sympathies of concerned neighbours. Everyone in our house has sprung to Ginger's aid, even without our neighbours asking. One bought a pack of cat food on her account so Ginger can be fed inside our house. Another cleans and tops up her bowl outside twice a day. Another lets her stay over in the house because it is "cold" outside (mind you, it is on average 30 degrees Celcius in Singapore). Ginger, meanwhile, is totally milking the situation and has already taken us for granted. I'm not sure I like this side of Ginger's personality. Maybe it is about time I had a chat with her.

The other day, I watched a movie called About Time. Normally, I would skip cheesy romantic comedies because my limited Time factor has made me extremely picky about my choices in entertainment. This movie was done by the same folks who did Love Actually and I thought it was very tastefully done, despite the unrealistic plot. On a deeper level, it got me thinking how important our choices of actions are as they lead to varied yet irreversible consequences. The movie also made me miss my family a lot and reminded me how limited my time on Earth with the people I call close is. So I am working diligently towards a Christmas holiday in Sri Lanka (by working I mean rehearsing mentally on how I am going to convince my boss to let me off for 10 days)!

Sometimes I wish I can draw a map of the world and instead of "Here be dragons", I'll mark "Here be gawkers" and "Here be ones who yawn without covering their mouths", but that might be considered racist.

The saying "An apple a day keeps the doctor away" no longer applies to people who don't live in apple-growing lands. The ones cultivated for export are infused with chemicals to increase shelf-life and decrease the consumer's life span.

I was at the formal dinner organised for zoo volunteers last month when The Animal Song by Savage Garden played during a game. It was like a blast from the past. For YEARS I had forgotten about the song and how very relatable those lyrics were!

When superstars and cannonballs are running through your head
 television freak show cops and robbers everywhere
Subway makes me nervous, people pushing me too far
I've got to break away
So take my hand now

Cause I want to live like animals
Careless and free like animals
I want to live
I want to run through the jungle
the wind in my hair and the sand at my feet



Social Privilege

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