Second Chances

Had a dinner appointment on Saturday and as I was walking through the underpass to VivoCity from the station, a young Indian girl who looked her teens with huge eyes and heavy makeup approached me and asked, "Hi Miss, do you believe in second chances?"

I was startled and replied with a quick 'Yes' and she immediately asked, "Do you believe ex-convicts deserve a second chance?"

"It depends", I said abruptly.

Then, " Miss, I'm an ex-convict. I would like to further my studies and my parents cannot support me. Would appreciate if you help me by buying these Christmas cards. It's only....."

And the rest is history. I parted with 10 bucks and told myself if it was a hoax and I just got conned, my conscience is clear. I gave in good faith. As I have no use for a packet of three Christmas cards (I already have a stack of company cards in which I have been procrastinating in sending out to relevant business contacts), I would like to give it away. I do delivery within the island. From what I remember, the cards are white with a little glitter.

Tis' the season for giving again...
I've always loved the festive month of December. Three occasions to eat, drink and be merry. But somehow, I feel that this year's celebrations are gonna be more subtle for me. Toned down. A part of me is not quite concerned but the other side of me yells, "It only happens once a year, woman! Damn you... don't rain on your own parade!"

I guess it all boils down to the company you want to keep at this time of the year. All I want for Christmas and for a certain date is in this box. And it's alive...

I wish I may I wish I might, have the wish I wish for tonight.