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今天看了叶问2。
一如既往，甄子丹和洪金宝的功夫了得，赞！


如果说此片纯粹是动作片，真的太敷衍了。

叶问告诉他的徒弟二十年后他的徒弟可以打败他；并告诉他，人不可能永远是第一。
我在片里也看到了华人以家为本的信念。不管是多强的武者，关心的还是家。
我在片里也看到了两种类型的人：忍着适应环境和保持信念并挑战环境的人。叶问先生就是那位保持信念并挑战环境的人。

一直都很想学太极拳。。。不知有机会吗。。。

Was in a workshop for the past 2 days with discussions on issues faced by Southeast Asia cities.

A reflection of the many issues discussed.

Singapore is indeed unique- both a city and a state at the same time.

Cities have to grapple with issues linked to urbanisation, providing amenities to the people, ensuring the less privileged has access to adequate infrastructure and amenities and other urban management issues. In addition to all these, they have to grapple with political issues between the central government and the local government. This is indeed challenging, especially in this time of rapid urbanisation.

Singapore, being small, is fortunate in a sense. Singapore faced challenges of urbanisation, competition etc as with other cities. However, there is no issue of central government and local government as the city-state is planned and managed by the government- its physical land mass is too small for further decentralisation. Land use planning in Singapore has to be holistic, with many agencies integrating their work to optimise and maximise the use of limited resources.

Being small might be good in this sense. Till I have further thoughts on this matter.

Stoke the fire! Fire up your passion! Let it Burn!!!

Sounds good. Let the passion burn.....

Now tell me... If there is nothing to start the fire, how to stoke the fire?

I'm v sad.
I'm not sure if my work is being appreciated. Whether did I make a right choice initially to come to this place...

I don't know if my work is being appreciated. Or whether is it being treated as 'you have to do it'.

Although it is not good to crave for appreciation, I can't help but think about it... I have been avoiding this thought though it never really went away...

Recently, I have been questioned for something which I did not initiate. I was merely the person executing it... but my boss asked me why was it done... and the superior who initiated the thing did not clarify with my boss about it...

I don't understand why my time is at the mercy of others. I have done my part and the part left is beyond me but the remaining process needs to be completed before I can proceed... But the remaining part has been pending for some time... when it comes, it will again be a rush to ensure things are properly done and everything are taken care of...

I was in no mood to talk to anybody today. No matter how hard my colleagues tried, I spoke only a few words and managed some hard smiles. Some of them asked me am I ok, I just said I'm fine. I can't tell them what is wrong...

Just feel alone... Unsure what would happen. And no one to talk to... or should I say, unsure how to put it across.

The reckoning is there. I could sense it but I couldn't hear it, nor could I see it... How to stay focus, calm and listen to the call from within? How can I unshackle myself from agony?

Attended a course and was just thinking abt the issue of conserving Singapore's built heritage.

I believe many Singaporeans have a shared memory of wet markets and hawker centres as this are places that people in Singapore frequent daily.

Should the architecture of the wet markets and hawker centres be conserved?

Apart from Lau Pak Sat at Raffles Place, many of the wet markets and hawker centres seems to be utilitarian in nature. That may seem to suggest that the architecture may not be worthwhile for conservation.

However, I have another viewpoint which I'm pondering over.

When many of the Singaporeans become familiar with and accustomed to these 'utilitarian' buildings, does it make these building an iconic representation of what Singaporean would subconsciously link to wet market and hawker centres? If so, these buildings would form part of Singapore's common heritage shared by many generations. Therefore, it might be worthwhile to conserve such heritage.

I had another thought. What is the true essence of the wet markets and hawker centres that people associate with? Is it the structure? Or is it the people, the relationship between the residents and the stall holders, the culture of bargaining in the market or the familiarity of identifying with the way the daily sales goes on in the market?

This I am not sure. What do you think?