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Prologue


James Ng Kok Boon


"When the going gets tough, the tough gets going.
Things happen twice. Once in your mind, the other in action.
We write our own chapters in life, we are who we are."
and it goes on...

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a plethora of work and paucity of time
Saturday, February 8, 2014

"The bane of my existence, is you who come and go with the wind."


People from all walks of life come and go at a certain period of your life, and what they get out of you is undoubtedly the time you spent on them. They could be that fair-weathered friend you had when you were in secondary school, always counting on you when they are in trouble. Or maybe you could still remember your best buddy who you loved to hang out with in primary school, but news of him soon dissipated in a span of a few years after graduation.


You could see your life journey as a linear path where there are different rest points, in the form of little huts on the side of the road that you travel on. Sometimes you stopped to nurse your fatigue, have fun and create memories. Sometimes you stayed for a while, but couldn't help and have to move on as the hut is on the verge of collapsing due to external circumstances like the wind and the rain.


In this little huts, you go through different transformations-each time a different one, and come out as a different man.


I am who I am thanks to the various people that have entered my life. Some went well while some didn't proceed as anticipated. Nevertheless, a little piece of them got left behind as the huts collapse and I picked them up with a pinch of salt and hurried on to my journey.


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