I’m a nobody, not special, and definitely not trying to be different or unique. I’m just a regular Singaporean guy who likes to experiment and greedy to sample as much as possible all the experiences that life has to offer. I’ll try anything at least once, but within moral limits and with an awareness of consequences.
Socially, I always try to keep an open mind and believe in the good of people. I’m extremely friendly, the human equivalent of a dolphin, and friends have described me as a very easy-going guy (I’m as easy as a lavatory, which means I can take a lot of shit!). I also like to joke a lot. If laughter is the best medicine, I’m the aspirin. I tend not to take life too seriously or think highly of myself and prefer not to sweat the small stuff.
Well, like the saying goes, we’ve only got one life, one chance to live it to the fullest and realise our greatest potential so I choose to just celebrate every moment like it may be the last!
My family is a big part of me and while it may not be perfect, our care, concern and love for each other cover all individual imperfections and bond us firmly. And perfectly. In God’s grace. We have our fair share of ups and downs, arguments and anguish, but through it all, we are always still there for each other.
The other person very important to me is my maternal grandmother. She brought me up and doted on me when I was little. I can always remember her strong, fleshy hands. The hands that cooked me many wonderful meals and applied medicine to my wounds, both physical and emotional, to heal.
She suffered a series of strokes more than a decade ago and lives in a nursing now. Even though she has been such an important part of my life, I’m guilty of forgetting her before she’s even gone. It pains me to see her like this. To be emtombed in her body, lying there watching the years go by, as if being buried alive. I used to pray for her miraculous recovery. But now I pray for her release.
My heart also belongs to these 2 dogs. The brown one is called Joy, because of the joy she brought us and to serve as a reminder to be joyful when calling out her name. Although we usually call her name in anger because she’s such a rascal!
Joy is of the breed Miniature Pinscher and she joined the family in April 2001. We almost lost her to Parvo virus on the 5th day we got her, but thankfully, we are meant to spend many more years together.
The white Jack Russell is called Rainbow. She was an abandoned dog and we took her in with the initial intention to dogsit for a few days till her owner shows up. Notices were put up around our estate but no one came. That was in December 2008. And that’s how Rainbow became a part of this family.
Although she’s all white except for a black dab above her right eye, we call her Rainbow. We named her so because what light colour do we get when all seven colours of the rainbow converge into one? White. In addition, the rainbow is a symbol of God’s convenant of grace with mankind in the New Testament.
With the dogs, this completes more or less what Darren is about at the core. Love and peace are the foundations on which my other passions are built and the wings that guide my explorations of this world. This blog is where I share my journey. I hope it will be a worthwhile read for you…