Luck: Chance or simply opening your mind?

The past few weeks, if you may have noticed, I have been moaning quite a bit.

Usually when things don’t go the way we want them to go, we attribute it to luck. So what is luck? Luck is defined as “success or failure apparently brought by chance rather than one’s own actions” or “the chance to find or acquire”.

I’ve been also, by sheer chance, reading a book called “Luck: The Essential Guide” by Deborah Aaronson, which as the blurb tells ‘is filled with everything you need to live a luckier life….information, advice, or if you just have to knock on wood”. I was probably drawn to the book because I was moaning about my lack of luck and borrowed the book.
So what exactly is luck? Different cultures view it differently from perceiving it as a matter of random chance to attributing it to faith or superstition.

In Hinduism, luck is said to bestowed by the Gods and if properly propitiated, Lakshmi, the Goddess of money, wealth and fortune, will bestow her blessings on you and so, the individual becomes lucky in business and commerce.

Many cultures have lucky clothing, items to be worn on the body and even directions to face to become lucky. In the Chinese culture, Mahjong players and gamblers especially, are said to be extremely very superstitious when it comes to being lucky. Most of us are guilty of this at some point of time or the other.

I remember when I was young, during cricket matches, especially those between India and Pakistan, if someone made a particular movement or sat in a particular pose or location when an important wicket of the opposing team was got, they were made to do the same till the end of the match! It was hilarious watching otherwise grown, rational and smart people behave like this – but then cricket in India is akin to a religion, albeit one that the entire country believes in!

In Singapore when something happens in public, be it good or bad like an accident or if someone narrowly escaped something, then people usually look for four numbers associated with the incident – number plates of a car or numbers associated with an address for example to be used while buying 4D, which is a local lottery system. I’ve seen many people religiously buy this lottery every single day, sometimes winning, but at the end of the day, I’d like to believe the house always wins. To be honest though, I’ve been quite tempted to put some money at the annual draw which takes place during Chinese New Year and in which the first prize can be in millions….

Some people seem luckier than others. I remember reading once about the winner of a mega lottery who won the same lottery more than once! What could the odds be of such an occurrence, something like probably one in a million I guess!

Can luck be learnt? Lucky people consistently encounter lucky chance opportunities whereas unlucky people consistently miss them. One reason it has been said that lucky people are less stressed and more relaxed, hence are more able to see everything around them – both the expected as well as the unexpected. People who consider themselves unlucky are so focused on looking for something specific or are so caught up in their lives that they don’t have time to stop to smell the roses, which leads them to having missed opportunities.

An article I read had four principles via which lucky people generated their luck. Lucky people are skilled at creating and noticing chance opportunities, they are more outgoing and less loathe to break routines, they make lucky decisions by listening to their intuition, they create self-fulfilling prophecies by positive expectations and lastly they adopt a resilient attitude that transforms bad luck into good.

So there you have it – how to change your life and it’s actually quite simple. Open your mind to serendipity and when the chance to do something new or different comes your way, grab it with both hands. Who knows, your luck and perhaps your life may change at that point!

As for me, I too need to take my own advice and keep an open mind……

Childhood Reminiscences

Growing up we didn’t have access to the entertainment options that are available now. Television was mostly the single state run channel, Doordarshan where the weekly Chhayageet or Chitrahaar (a 30 minute back-to-back Bollywood m.usic show) or later on Yeh Jo Hai Zindagi (This is Life), a brilliant show helmed by Kundan Shah.

This meant that most of our time was spent playing outdoors. We used to have a big group of friends and in the holidays (summer and winter) all those who didn’t go for a holiday (holidays in those days meant going to your native place aka, your ancestral place to meet your grand parents), we’d have a schedule which went something like this:

Wake up by 7 and meet down at the building compound to play, run etc.By 9, the mums would have done their chores and would start hollering for the kids to get back home to bathe, breakfast etc. Then it would be in someone’s house to play indoor games till the call for lunch came. After lunch again we would meet either in someone else’s house or at the landing outside my house which was on the top floor (less chance of people disturbing us, you see). There we’d gossip, play games like word games, card games, traditional Indian indoor games like cowri etc and then in the evening after a snack we’d be back down playing hide-and-seek, running etc till we were tired and our dads came home from work. Evenings would be spent watching DD and bedtime would be quite early.

Life was fairly uncomplicated then and the biggest worry at the age of 12 for me was if my decided to fight with me or not play with me on a particular day…

I really miss those days and the friendships we had. The life got in the way and we became busy and as friends grew up and started high school, slowly all this petered away…

Today, when I look at GG & BB, they are so bogged down with work – playtime is an indulgence for them. I am happy that most days, given a chance, they would go down to play, but these days are becoming rare and I guess by next year, they’d probably disappear.

Pet Peeves

Yesterday while going home from work, I came across this woman who was quite irritating. It was a bit of a bother for me to stop going to her and get her to stop doing what she was doing. What did she do to irritate me? Read on….

We all have some peeves which irritate the hell out of us. Urban Dictionary defines pet peeves as “an irritating experience caused by others which we cannot control”. So what are my top pet peeves? In no particular order, here are my top 5

People listening to music/watching videos in public transport without headphones
This one is inspired by the lady yesterday. What I don’t understand is why do phone manufacturers give you a pair of headphone when you purchase a phone, if not to use it? There are usually a large number of people in any public transport and to subject them to the music or video you are watching is just not done! I don’t want to listen to what you are watching, in a language I don’t understand

Bad grammar and spelling
This one is also on the top of my list of pet peeves! I really don’t like when people write sentences as if they were still using old-style brink phones of the yesteryear – you know the one where you wrote words like “dis e (this is)” etc. It’s worse when people send you emails and post on forums using this style! My fingers itch to correct it, especially when these days even primary school children carry smart phones…

I am also a big grammar nazi and get super put off when there are grammatical and spelling errors in work I see – what’s the spell check for guys?

People who cut queues
Enough said about this. Even though we live in Singapore – the land of queueing, you still get people who do not understand the concept of one. When waiting for a bus, one person will bring in 10 more friends and there goes the chance of anyone else getting on the bus!

People who don’t know the concept of personal space
Another one which happens mainly in public transport here, but which is an alien concept in India!

Loud phone conversations in public
Aah! Lets all hear about your boss or back-stabbing friend while on the way somewhere! If you need to have a conversation while in public, please do try and tone it down? Actually sometimes, its quite fun actually. You get to hear gossip about someone you don’t know and the journey becomes fun, especially when you don’t have a good book in your hands….

What’s your pet peeve?

Why I blog the way I do

I keep thinking of this every once in a while. I blog anonymously and so none of my readers know who I am in real life. I share snippets from my life, my work and about my children regularly and I rant here quite often about work.

Sometimes when I browse blogs and see the blog author identified in the blog with pictures of their children, I do have a slight twinge of doubt of whether the course I have taken while blogging is correct or wrong? Whether putting up pictures of myself  and my family will pull more traffic to my blog. That’s when I stop, pause and wait till this feeling goes away. I choose to blog anonymously for a reason and everyday what I see online reaffirms that this choice has been a correct one.

I poke around on Dayre, a microblogging site, quite often and recently a blogger there, an ex-Singapore Airlines stewardess wrote her thoughts on the airline, complete with photos of herself in uniform. The post was a good one, well-intended and with the aim of actually showing what the actual work of an airline stewardess is all about – warts and all. It gave all those a greater appreciation of what they did and personally I have decided to be nicer to them when travelling. Anyway, coming back to the point of this post, someone decided her post was very good and shared it on Facebook and so her post went viral in Singapore! She got flak from everyone who felt she had a good, cushy and glamourous life where she could travel the world and get paid for it while they toilet at jobs not so fun…

This incident is exactly why I don’t want to reveal too many details about myself and my family. When I started blogging years ago, the technology available these days was non-existent. Today, it’s quite easy to find out about a person based on simple details. By putting my children’s lives in the internet where nothing really gets deleted, may pressure them in the future. This way, they start their digital lives on a clean slate.

One thing though about all this anon blogging thing is that no one, and I really mean no one who is a part of my life knows about this blog – I can’t publicise this on any of my social media platforms or even tell friends that I blog. Also since both my blogs are linked, I can’t talk about my book blog, which is a bummer

This post is probably more of a ramble than making pure sense, but I’d love to hear what you think about this….

Goodbye Mr. Lee and Thank You

Singapore woke up on Monday morning to a news they all feared and dreaded. Mr. Lee Kwan Yew, the man who is credited for making Singapore the world-class city state it is today, was no more. 

 

Mr. Lee or LKY as he is known, had been in hospital for over a month, battling pneumonia and had been deteriorating in the past week. 

Widely regarded as the man most intrumental in shaping the path to Singapore’s prosperity, he was a man who was loved and feared in equal intensity while alive. However, it is in death that an entire nation – from young to the old, from citizens to residents – mourn together for the man who is synonymous with the nation.. 

He fought for our independence, built a nation where there was none and made us proud to be Singaporeans. We won’t see another man like him.  

These words from PM Lee Hsien Loong’s televised message to the nation reflect perhaps what a lot of people were feeling. 

He gave us a country we can be proud of, a home to bring up our family and a better life we can aspire to…Much of today’s ‘Singapore DNA’ can be traced to his personal character, philosophy and values – Emeritus Senior Minister Goh Chok Tong in a letter to the late Mr. Lee’s son Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong. 

National Day this year is going to be bittersweet. Singapore is celebrating 50 years of independence and the architect and man responsible for this celebration will not be around to celebrate with the nation he helped found. SG50 will not be the same without LKY. 

This post isn’t going to be about LKY’s vast achievements which can be found online and in the various media, but a small tribute to a great man who shaped this country I now call home. 

Later today, I am going to take BB & GG with me to our nearest CC to write in the condolence book and in our own small way, honour the man, they have the privilege to share a birthday with. I always tell them even if they are able to do a fraction of Mr. Lee’s achievements in their life, they would achieve a lot in this life. 

 

Goodbye Mr Lee Kwan Yew and a heartfelt THANK YOU for making Singapore what it is today – a place we are proud to call home and be a part of. Each time I come home from a trip, when I land in Changi airport, I am so happy to be home. The Singapore efficiency, especially when you compare to the country you’ve just come from, makes you happy to call this place yours and it is all due to your foresight and planning.

To his family, be strong – the whole of Singapore is with you in your time of grief. 

#ThankyouLKY #RIPLKY #LeeKwanYew