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Here’s a beautiful poem to show how love and devotion can spring like a winter flower in the most unlikely places…

‘When your Mother has grown older, and you have grown older,

When what was formerly easy and effortless becomes a burden,

When her dear loyal eyes do not look out into life as before,

When her legs have grown tired and do not want to carry her any more –

Then give her your arm for support, accompany her with gladness and joy,

The hour will come when, weeping, you will accompany her on her last journey.

And if she asks you, answer her;

If she asks again, speak also;

And if she asks another time, speak to her –

Not stormily, but in gentle peace.

And if she cannot understand you well, explain everything joyfully.

The hour will come, the bitter hour, when her mouth will ask no more.’

This poem of love and devotion sprang indeed, from the most unlikely places…the writer who wrote this poem. Anyone wanna take a guess? He is infamous throughout the world and the least likely personwe expect to harbour such genteel feelings for another being…

Has anyone heard of blue pills other than Viagra…?

J

Stone-cold sober everyone was. But not for long. With two wine bottles uncorked and plastic cups clanging, disinhibition slowly filled the atmosphere. Before long, it wasn’t just cups being downed but bottles as well. Soon, the hairy man in the picture was pouring trickles of wine into his cup and wishing for more, more wine…And I was kept sober enough to tell the story…J

For the past 3 weeks approximately, I have been suffering from some troublesome symptoms of passing of loose and frequent stools, which is made more troublesome by food intake…This is really depressing as food is one of my weak points – Food, Glorious Food! – you can say that I live for food…J As I was suffering from the most insufferable – gassy stomach, dull epigastric discomfort, nausea, belching right-left-centre-up-and-down like nobody’s business, I was reminded of a notice on one of my Pathological Pathology lecturer’s door in the Pathological Pathology Department…

Notice outside Prof. Looi’s room

While in this room, speak in a low-soothing tone & do not disagree with me

In Any Manner!

Please be informed that when one has reached “MY AGE”, Noise and Non-Concurrence cause gastric Hyperperistalsis, Hypersecretion of HCL and rubus of the Gastric Mucosa and I become

Most Unpleasant!!

With such a notice, who would even come an inch near her door, let alone even raise a hand to knock? But then again, it’s a great idea to deter unwelcome clinical pests…

Cheerios,

Lin

*Sniff sniff*…this place smells musty, like ikan hanyir being left around in a pile for months around this corner of the World Wide Web. I can hear slow drip of an old pipe somewhere in the other corner somewhere, dripping on a small pool of stagnant, filthy water. As I approach closer, feeling with my outstretched hand for the light bulb string at its usual place, large cobwebs smothered my sweaty face. I brushed them off and found the light. This does not look like the familiar warm and cozy two2grump lounge I knew long ago, maybe a few months back…Could it be? What happened since then? Cobwebs covered most of the view from the entrance; I caught sight of a rat scurrying behind the walls, not to mention the few lizards lazing on the ceiling and many spiders everywhere! *Cough-cough*.

This must be the result of dried creative juices, zapped away by the many case write-ups and what-nots final year medical students have to do…I start tidying up the place a little at a time but as our finals looms closer, I foresee further zapping of our already tired, dried prune of a brain, leaving us no more than crisp of ashes after the torment…

Like when water rushes over the plates causing ripples that reflect,
Every grump met on this path we take is such,
Allowing us to adapt and make the best of things,
This taking the challenge to change an obstacle into a strength.

How's that for a wise saying?
Think you understand right SmallGrump?