Thursday, September 15, 2005

Mountain Analogy

I noticed this comment in response to my post on Emotional Burnout.

It goes:

Someone compared love to climbing a mountain. Along the way up, there are obstacles n blizzards to slow one down. Sometimes, there may be a bonus rope that falls from the sky to help one reach the peak in a shorter time. But on a bad day, one loses one's footing n falls back to square 1 causing one to give up climbing entirely. N just becos of 1 slippery, frosty mountain, one totally gives up climbing the other mountains. Is it even fair to the rest? Why does a setback deter one from trying. And who knows, the end result may be different - a beautiful sunset at the summit. So is it worth the climb, u ask? u betcha...Love takes hard work and conscious effort to shape and reshape. Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. And sometimes need be, Love is about learning to let go...But Life isn't just about love. There are also friends, family, other commitments and goals. So live life to the FULLest with or without LoVe...

And it brings to mind the following queries:

I wonder where the 'bonus rope' comes from.

I wonder how anyone lives life to the fullest without love.

And in my analogy, there was only one mountain. The mountain signified relationships. Perhaps the safety harness would be my better half. So actually the reply is a little off track.

Besides, what would other mountains care if I scale them or not because of one frosty mountain? There are many other climbers.

But I do see your point in saying all that. I'll think on it. :)

Riding hard, fast, safely AND taking a few corners.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

The Fulfillment Of A Dream?

I'm sure many of you folk do this.

You lie in bed at night, or perhaps stone away the hours watching the scenary drift by on the bus or the MRT, and you fantasize. Nothing sexual, just dreaming of ideals that you wish would happen to you. Just like the wistful lass, wondering where her knight in shining armour is. The newly wed, imagining a household full of kids. The middle management chap dreaming of directorship, and how he'd revamp the company into this super dynamic corporation. The young lad, dreaming of scoring a hat-trick for his debut at his favourite soccer club. The aging professional, dreaming of his retirement, and how he'd lead his life and tie up loose ends once his responsibilities towards his career ceased to exist.

Some of these are fantasies that would never see fruitation, like the soccer fan. Others set the foundation from which dreams are built towards reality.

And each one of these people shape their thoughts and fantasies each time they relive it in their heads. The lass would imagine being in the arms of her dream guy, mentally molding an image of how he would be like, what character he would possess, how he would treat her, and thus arrive at her definition of her ideal dream guy.

Similiarly, the newly wed would plan on the number of kids, what names each kid would have, be it boy or girl. How the house would look like ideally. The manager would have, over time, formed his ideals on how the company should be like under him. And the retiring old geezer would have an idea as to how he would lead his life. And these hopes fester and cling in your mind, along with the ideals that are consequentally generated.

And now, imagine. Just imagine how you would feel when something, or someone comes along, with every indication that whatever it is could be a fulfillment of those ideals. Just imagine the intense jubilation, coupled with the underlying fear that it might not be, and that your hopes are being raised for nothing. Like the girl who meets a guy who appears to be her dream guy...she may be swept off her feet...but would the guy really turn out to be her knight in shining armour?

Imagine...and you'll probably get an inkling of what surges around inside me at this very moment, as I publish this post.

Riding hard, fast, safely AND taking a few corners.

Monday, September 12, 2005

When Bikers & KTV Mix...

Had a scream with a couple of heartbroken laddies...

Red Leader crooning away... Posted by Picasa



Jicheng blasting away through his air vents Posted by Picasa



WQ singing Earthworm Jim's theme song... Posted by Picasa


I'm all fired up~... Posted by Picasa


Er wait...are you saying we forgot to take off something?

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Happiness Therapy

This year has not been kind to us Pigs. To date, I know of 17 different couples who broke up within this year, not including myself. 17. And a vast majority of these relationships, like my own, were relationships spanning more than a year. My 3 years 8 month affair seems like a mite compared to my buddy's 6 year relationship that only just went down the drain. These are relationships that we'd think were so stable, the couple would've been virtually unshakable. Heck, I thought of my own relationship in that light before.

And of course, I was wrong. And how it came to pass that such seemingly stable relationships soured and ended with such bitter resolutions, I wouldn't know. But I've been up to my neck scuttling around trying to cheer these people up.

A bike is really a wonderful thing to have. When you are down, you can simply turn to your bike, and clear your mind of thoughts with the wind blowing in your face as you cruise down the expressway. Afterwards, you can simply go to one of the beaches, allowing the rhythmic slapping motion the lapping waves that surge up onto the beach calm you further. And by the time you reach home, you feel much better.

And this is a gift that can be shared. When my friends feel down, I bring them on a ride. And of all the people whose heavy heart I tried to alleviate, none of them has ever told me that they didn't feel better after the ride. Maybe it's the wind in their faces. Maybe it's the places I bring them to. Maybe its the words I speak to them. Or perhaps it's because they simply enjoy my companionship, or are touched because I go out of my way, spending time and fuel just to cheer them up, and in this way, show them that I care. Or maybe it's a combination of some of these factors...I don't know. But what I do know is that it works for sure, and because it affords those who go through it with some degree of happiness in spite of their heart-wrenching circumstances, I call it 'Happiness Therapy'.

Some part of me sings out with joy when I manage to cheer someone up...knowing I'd made a difference for at least those few hours I spend conducting my 'Happiness Therapy'. And the same part wilts in uncertainty when I think I failed to cheer someone up. Which is why, more often than not, after a night of 'Happiness Therapy', I often ask the subject if he or she is happier, if he or she had enjoyed it. In that sense, I'm very much dependent on others happiness. I suppose it'd be apt to say that I live vicariously.

It was the same thing when I was still with Adel; I was happy when she was happy...and I was upset when she was. And the same would still hold true for the dream girl who next steps into my life and flips me off my feet. My happiness would mostly be dependent on her. I know it's probably a foolish school of thought...why let others have such a hold over my emotions? Why not be happy in myself? Of course I'd be happy in myself...but what I'm talking about is a more permanent sort of happiness...not the kind that dies away like the kind of fleeting satisfaction you get when you score a triple kill in DotA.

I'm not sure what happened to poor Kailing...but somehow, knowing that this 'Happiness Therapy' would have most likely worked on her, cheered her up, but that I was too far away from her in a social sense to do anything about it frustrates me.

I'm rambling...from fatigue, emotional indecision and frustration out of being unable to help XL. I think I'll try to turn in.

Riding hard, fast, safely AND taking a few corners.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Colourgenics

Some test I got from Boss's blog...quite interesting...you pick the colours according to preferences and something is being generated...

Here's what I got.

Utmost in your mind is success. You are constantly seeking stimulation and a life full of experience. You are trying to 'grow' and above all you need to develop freely and to shake off the shackles of self-doubt. You are an enthusiastic individual, full of life with the desire to live intensely. You like contact with others and are enthusiastic by nature. You are receptive to anything new, modern or intriguing. Your interests are many and you are likely to expand your fields of activities. You are optimistic about the future and you deserve every success because deep down you are a 'winner'.

You are in need of rest, some peace and quiet. You feel the need to be close to that someone special, that someone who can give you that special consideration and unquestioning affection that you seek. If you don't find that 'special someone' and resolve your problems very soon, you are liable to become extremely introverted and cut yourself off from society.
You feel that you deserve far more than is being attributed to you, but there is no-one to whom you can turn to for sympathy and understanding. Your pent-up emotions and inherent egocentricity make you quick to take offence, but as matters stand you realize that you will have to make the best of things as they are.

You are holding back. You need to find friends in whom you can trust and once they have proved themselves beyond all possible doubt you will be prepared to give them your all. The existing situation is not of your liking - you have an unsatisfied need for mental stimulation with others whose standards are as high as your own. Trying to control your instincts the way you do restricts your ability to open up to others and the way you feel at this time is suggestive of 'total surrender'. This is not to your liking as you consider such thoughts as weaknesses that need to be overcome. You feel that only by control, controlling your innermost thoughts, are you able to maintain your air of superiority. You want to be admired for yourself alone and not for what you can do or for what you may have done. In essence 'you need to be needed' and at the same time 'you need to need'.

You really like doing what you do and, more than that, you like yourself. Your attitude to work and to life is that 'If it's not fun - then don't do it'. You want to be liked and respected, not for who you are but for what you are - and it seems to be working

Riding hard, fast, safely AND taking a few corners.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

A Rider's Difficulties

I travel to school on an almost daily basis, and twice a week, my timetable compells me to partake of this journey during peak hours when most office workers are rushing towards their workplaces. And oft times, as I'm cruising down the expressway, I glance along the length of the road as far as my eyes can see, and all I see are cars, cars and more cars. In fact, I encounter probably 50 cars to a single bike on the road during those peak hours.

Why is this so? A brand new economical bike such as a Honda Wave would cost you roughly around $3k to put on the road...which is hardly a tenth of the cost a second hand COE car would cost. Not to mention the amount of money one could possibly save while riding. On fuel (especially with dwindling oil reserves). Road tax, ERP charges....heck...the problem of traffic congestion could probably be solved with bikes.

Of course, the first and most obvious hurdle one would have to cross in order to even start riding a bike would be parental objections. And these objections stem from the pre-conceived notion that bikes are dangerous. The argument that when you are driving, you are surrounded by metal, and when you are riding, you surround metal with your flesh.

But I wonder how many people consider that this false sense of security that arises from being encased by a few tons of metal gives rise to a certain detachment on the road, the mentality that, hey...since I'm protected, I can afford to get into an accident and nothing will happen to me! And with this school of thought, they go around driving recklessly, because they have nothing to lose. Whereas, as riders, you know you'll be the one in deep shit if you screw up, and more often than not, you'll find riders are the ones who take far more precautions than car drivers on the road.

But as it is, road safety isn't something that the local authorities are taking very seriously, for all the harping on the issue the TP is doing. Which is sad, because road safety is THE key issue today especially since it involves the deaths of motorcyclists. Most of the deaths could have, and should have been prevented if the authorities did what they were paid to do, that is to reduce the number of road-bullies on the road.

Just preaching about what they have done with road-safety rallies and dubious statistics is simply not good enough. What, do you think that safety rallies promote road safety when all contestants are made to do is ride around a given route with invigilators assessing their road safety skills? The authorities here believe that by improving the training at the driving center, the fatalities on the road especially for motorcyclists would be reduced. I say hogwash.

Looking at the way some drivers and riders alike behave on the road, I wonder if the boxes in the test form would have been sufficient enough to fill in all the erroneous moves each driver or rider made on their way from point A to B. As far as I can see, it is merely a facade to appease the public that something is being done with regards to road-safety for motorcyclists. If only the authorities could really open their eyes and look at things from ground level (which is highly unlikely), they would understand the root of the problem, which would contribute to reducing the number of unwarranted fatalities on the road.

Poor road ethics colour the freeways lining our garden city. Of course, it would be the simplest thing in the world to point the accusing finger at the rider, who is most probably dead or lying incapacitated at the back of an ambulance. But the real problem lies with the drivers on the road who disregard motorcyclists on the road, which is reflected here. To quote from one of the posters, 'I won't feel sorry for them when they kana accident'. Of course you won't. You have nothing to lose, wrapped up in a couple of layers of metal.

There is a dire need for authorities to change the attitude of drivers on the road. Perhaps if drivers were made accountable for road accidents involving motorcyclists, and that they had to prove that they were not in the wrong, then drivers would make it a point to look out for motorcyclists on the road. Of course, this could backfire and lead to more reckless bikers...but I can't think of a better solution. It's the same situation as when a car or bike hits a pedestrain; the pedestrain may have been jaywalking..but the driver or rider gets the rap because the pedestrain has less protection, maybe? Then shouldn't the same thing equate to riders, since they have less protection and are more likely to be on the losing side in the event of an accident?
I can't think of anything better, but it sure beats the government's laughable suggestion that improving training syllabuses would stop drivers who've made their minds up that bikes do not belong on the road, tailgaters who highbeam you, speeding trucks and other fashions of road-bullies.

And based on this narrow minded bias, the police are out to get us riders, apparently. You can see that reflected in the way they pull all bikers over at roadblocks when cars simply get waved past. They want us to stop throwing ourselves through hedges and into the back of the car that just blindly pulled out on us. Now, since when did we need the cops to tell us not to throw ourselves under cars? Last time I checked, we were all perfectly aware that it's not big or clever, and usually ends in an enforced stay in a white room that smells of old people, piss, and disinfectant.

However, our reluctance, as a group of people, to take on more training and improve our skills leaves us wide open to the cops justifying speed as the primary cause of road accidents, when, most likely, it isn't. But the police is under considerable pressure to reduce accidents on the roads, and the simplest way to target bikers is to ruthlessly enforce speed limits.

The problem is that we attract police attention too easily, and when you're already perceived as part of the problem, it's hard to change the focus. I believe every rider is guilty of using a bit too much right hand on the roads at times. There are an alarming number of bikers who don't have the skills to ride safely at the speeds the devil on the shoulder is telling them they're capable of. The frequency with which the thousands of riders who make it there and back safely had to stop, while the police and paramedics dealth with another unfortunate who'd lost control on a perfect radius corner, which would've been laughable if it weren't real poeple who were doing real damage - to bike and self.

Trying to improve your skills on local roads will probably dump you in jail as you see your license flutter out of the window, on white feathery wings, no less. The only alternative bikers have is the racetrack, and given the number of people willing to go to a driving center to take up 'defensive riding' courses, I wonder what percentage of riders actually get through the 'aiyah...go track for wat...waste money... I oso not lacer...' mentality and realise that a track day would sharpen their riding skills and do them a whole world of good.

At a time when motorbikes could be offering the government, the environment, and many pressure groups viable solutions, or part of to the problems which congest our road network and pollute our environment, it seems the only pro-bike people on this planet, are bikers. So why are we perceived as part of the problem, rather than part of the solution as far as environmental and traffic issues go? I can only surmise that it's the anti-bike minority making the most noise, probably too jealous of our ability to get to where we're going while they sit stationary in their tin boxes, to even consider we may be part of the solution, and that they are the main problem that's causing fatalities on the road.

Riding hard, fast, safely AND taking a few corners.