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Today is 9/11 but spare a thought

for the hundreds of millions for whom the date is their birthday, wedding anniversary or other occasion for joy and thanks giving.

Oh sure, it was a ginormous heartbreaking tragedy — what happened at the World Trade Center and other hot spots in the United States, today 10 years ago.

Oh sure, the US has spent USD4 trilllion on its war on terror, a war chest that’s added by tens of thousands to the deaths of those who perished in the deliberate suicidal plane crashes on that fateful day a decade ago.

Oh sure, 9/11 was witnessed “live” by tens of millions across the globe on their TV screens and so the awful scenes are etched in the memory of tens of millions. But the blow-by-blow replaying of the tragic events of that day 3,650 days later does seem to err on the side of indulgence 😦

I’ve three ex-school-mates who call 9/11 their birthday and last night we marked it with a satay party followed by desserts and a carrot cake, all made by the main celebrant’s children.

Yet because of all the high octane reminders that continue to be given worldwide every year immediately before, on and after their special day about a sad event that was not of their making, there’s always a pall of uneasiness over their celebrations.

In fact, it could even cause them to wonder internally whether it’s appropriate to feel joyful on a day the world has collectively, willy nilly designated as disastrous?

Hence I appeal to those who have made and continue to make much about what happened on 9/11, 2001 to bear in mind that there are others who were given this very day for joy and thankfulness — through no fault of theirs. Don’t inadvertently be their party pooper!

happy day for three

 
 

waiting for satay

 
 

where party was held

 
 
 
 

pomelo sorbet to cleanse the palate

 
 

crepe suzette swimming in orangge sauce

 
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Black swans

In 2001, there was the 911 incident that brought down the World Trade Centre in New York City. There were also planes attempting to crash into the Pentagon and other key locations in the US.

Ten years later, 2011, Arab countries in the Middle East are seeing their governments topple like nine pins or dominoes, depending on the game you prefer.

Is there a pattern in these metaphorical black swans?

I got thinking about this on hearing the sad news this morning that a friend’s constant companion died suddenly last night. Not surprisingly, she is in shock.

Though I didn’t know him well, we did have a few meals together, here in Singapore and also in Kuala Lumpur where he was based. He had played courier for me too, by taking vitamins not available in KL back to a good friend of mine who lives there.

And, once I took a lift from him and his girl friend from KL, with him at the wheel.

In return, I helped set up a couple of blogs for him to showcase the books he wrote so knowledgeably on bougainvillea and orchids.

Reflecting about this man’s passing made me think again of another unexpected death a life-time ago — which devastated me at that time.

That person and I weren’t romantically involved. It was just that he was the most generous boss anyone starting out in her career could wish to have: encouraging and promoting all the work I did to those higher up, sometimes maybe even at some cost to his own prospects.

Very strangely of late I had been recalling that time when BJ drowned 38 years ago while out boating in the southern islands during the Chinese New Year holidays.

This is probably because CNY this year fell on Feb 3, just as it did in 1973.

Again, I wonder: is there a pattern in the universe that dictates a black swan flies into some lives when CNY falls on Feb 3? 😦