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Write down your thoughts and feelings about your
past life and what lies ahead.
You are about to live permanently in another country
and are waiting for transport to take you there. Write
down your thoughts and feelings about your past life
and what lies ahead.

The large world map designed impressively on the wall of
Changi International Airport caught my eyes. I walked
towards it and scrutinized it as though searching for a lost
ring in the midst of the jungle. My eyes finally rested on an
island at the tip of West Malaysia. It was in this place that I
was born, brought up, educated and married. She was
indeed my beloved country and home. Besides, her
citizens have provided me an insight into human nature. I
learnt the most valuable lesson about true friendship and
mere hypocrisy.

I fell into a reflective mood. Why should people become
materialistic and self-centered when they become
successful? Is this inevitable or is it deliberately designed
for man? I was holding the rank of Superintendent of
Police when it all happened. It was after midnight when
that man came running into the police station. He was
holding a briefcase. He came in breathless and shouted
frantically, “My wife has been murdered!” Being in
command, I told some constables to rush to the site where
the murder was reported. I was left alone in the station
with that man and one of my junior officers. Working in the
night shift was a bore!


I tried to calm the almost hysterical man. I asked the
officer to bring coffee for him. When my officer went out,
that awful man suddenly got up. He opened his briefcase
and there, to my utter astonishment was thousands of
dollars. Unfortunately, at that very moment, my assistant
superintendent stepped in with some constables. He
looked astonished and speechless when he saw both of
us with the opened briefcase on the table. “Bribery! How
could you?” he shouted and picked up the phone, dialed
the number for police headquarters and reported what he
had seen. Indeed, he had done wrong. A respectable
police officer must never accuse another without sufficient
proof. Well, maybe he was sure he had proof.

I demanded the case to be brought to court. Inevitably, I
won the case and in return I sued him for disgracing me
publicly. He wasn’t satisfied. He went around back-biting
me with the most unspeakable slander. He was indeed
influential as I found myself slowly losing the favor of my
“friends”.

Now, here I was, waiting for the plane which will take me
to Malaysia. The announcement for the arrival of a plane
interrupted my nostalgia. I looked intensely at the plane…

In Malaysia, I will buy a decent house near the town so
that my wife can buy the daily necessities easily and my
children may go to school. I will buy a piece of land and
cultivate cash crops. I will start on a subsistence basis and
will finally end up in commercial farming.


As my business prospers, I will export the cash crops.
Then, I will build houses and provide free accommodation
for my workers. I will develop a processing plant and
employ more workers. By then, I will have time to
volunteer for social work. I always feel that rural dwellers
are full of gratitude towards their benefactors; this virtue,
however is slowly disappearing from the hearts of the
materialistic urban dwellers.

“Passengers of flight 209, Boeing 747, please report at the
departure hall. Thank you.” The announcement echoed in
our ears. Before long, I found myself, flanked by my wife
and children running to the departure hall.


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