Life is a dream.

Have you reflected back over the years when you were just 3, 4, 5 or 10 years old?
Could you recall? What did you do then? Did you run like a wild horse?
Did you fight like a fierce lion? Did you cry like a meek sheep or a silly cow?
Were you just a naive kampong boy, girl not knowing much about the outside world beyond your horizon at that time? Did you go swimming?

Next, in your secondary life, did you join your friends to do photography shooting?
Developing films in the dark rooms? Join any society or uniform groups? Were you a leader in your class or in the school prefect team? Did you volunteer to do something in your school or any where then? Were you rewarded? Did you feel bad if you were lost? Did you feel good?

Post secondary, where were you then? Went to university? What did you do there? Just played as hard, lost your credits in your results or you were damn hard working and yet you didnt enjoy much of your life? Or you were straight into the working line?

If you are working for someone, every year, you expect to climb up the ladder to expect higher salary? Expect to have grasped the higher post and at the same time
being honoured by your boss but over the years, you didnt see it at all that it should have happened, instead, you were actually sliding down the ladder like the slide and still got your meagre salary, right?

Not only that, your boss will seldom honour you with big rewards. Some are rewarded with pewter plates and only to be collecting dusts in your sitting room. Some could have got some bonus which not even enough to have a good dinner for your family members. Worst of all, may be with over 20 years of service, they even didnt bother to say a good "good bye" on your last day with them.

Now, at the end of the 2nd quarter of the life, most people will say, "ah, it's enough, I think I better start my own little space for little business which called my own." Do you?