There’s NOTHING WRONG in BEING SELFISH, is there?

I am standing here in a quiet corner, during a busy lunch hour, observing and feeling the pulse of the city, watching the world go by.

In the near distance, you can espy a pool of office workers scurrying to a nearby food center.

Life can be a song, if you will it to be.

But where did I read the line that life can be mundane one moment, and yet pulsates with music and proclamations, rage and moral pretensions next?

Ever so often, just when you are thinking that you are treading on cloud nine, reality bites:

Sure, you don’t simply throw your life away for other people.

It’s not worth it.

You come first, so you gotta do what’s right for yourself – just you and yourself alone.

That’s smart.

Saying “no” can be a rejection for some people you really care about.

So can we afford to hurt them?

In life, you win some and lose some.

Life rollercoasts in a strange way, down the fast lane, waiting for no one.

Life gonna pass you by unless you take the initiative to make the first stop

and look around in wonderment once in a while.

It’s therapeutic to embrace the simple pleasures such as savoring the moment

and watch people and their expressions.

Observe the frowns and smiles, catch the hustle and bustle of people doing their chores.

Take a deep breath and ensure that you are not going to miss the life’s amazing goodies.

The choice is entirely yours.

REALITY FACTOR. Let's face it , LIFE can get pretty FUCKED UP.

ARRGHH .......

Oh, FUCK !!

HERE ARE SOME NAKED TRUTHS ABOUT LIFE AND LIVING.

Are you suffering from a bad bout of "fucked up" blues?

Do you feel the urge to scream out loud at the top of your lungs?

When you're swarmed with plunderous parasites swimming all around you, things can certainly look pretty grim, chum.

Well, there's a stark difference between the word "fuck" and the term "fucked up".

"FUCK" is one dirty word everyone knows.

It glares at you sternly, dude, specially when you're HORNY from this stirring in your loins and if you have someone ....

Naughty, naughty ......

What would you expect next?

Your guess is as good as mine..

Getting "FUCKED UP" however, is actually coining a metaphor.

It explores your pent-up feelings, when somebody has done you wrong and you are left thoroughly confused, disordered or damaged.

Now this is no good.

Yeah, the world is getting to be one hell of a rotten place to live in.

Global warming, conflicts, political strife, terrorism, greed and cruelty.

Furthermore we are standing on the threshold of A WORLDWIDE RECESSION.

It's another dampener to add to our already muddled existence.

We must now learn to stay afloat amid recession in this consumer-driven industry.

But we still harbor our latent fears and can never be quite sure.

FEAR IS CHAOS,

IT ATTACKS YOU

ROOTING YOU TO THE SPOT,

IT KILLS YOU ON THE INSIDE

IT TAKES OVER THE OUT.

YOUR MIND GOES INTO CHAOS,

IT DISABLES YOUR SENSES,

YOU TRY TO SCREAM

NOTHING COMES OUT

YOU TRY TO RUN BUT YOU CAN'T,

BRAVERY FIGHTS BACK,

BUT IT DOESN'T PREVAIL,

YOU FALL INTO DARKNESS,

COWERING AT EVERY SOUND.

HELP !!! (loud and clear).

It's capital STRESS here.

Go scream your lungs out ...it's therapeutic, believe me.

LIFE CAN SOMETIMES BE PRETTY "FUCKED UP".

Right?

Talking CRAP. Taking CRAP. All that BULLSHIT in SHOW BUSINESS.

One famous actor confided in me that SHOW BUSINESS is really CRAPPY.

It's the pseudo-psychological factor, liken to someone taking a dump.

You either land up smelling sweet all over.

Or stinking to high heaven.

Actors can really be like "dough", especially IF you are a station or film company monopolizing a certain territory, offering work to these hapless souls.

You knead them and mould them into any shape you want.

This is what you call STAR making.

Or you just throw the dough on the floor and trample it with one foot.

That's STAR breaking.

Now which mould would you subscribe to?

StarMAKER's or StarBREAKER's?

Some stars you can make, others you can break.

Specially those who have yet to climb any rung on the ladder of stardom, but are giving everyone the superstar glint in their eyes.

PLASTIC people, plenty of them you can find in ASIAN TINSELTOWN.

It's a very small world out there!!

Everybody knows everybody.

And among producers, opinions are always being exchanged as to who is a joy to work with, and who is such an arsehole.

Experience teacheth fools.

Make one industry friend MORE and one enemy LESS.

Big deal, ah.

Check this one out, man.

By choice or by circumstances, these plastic people are queuing to flaunt their talents.

Check the myriads of aspirants who throng the REALITY SHOWS to make fools of themselves.

Better a few minutes of fame to be remembered by, than none at all.

What price fame?

Plenty, specially those who crave for it and determined to get in, no matter what.

What comes with fame?

Recognition, stardom and material wealth and everything that money can buy.

So everyone wants to give this so-called STARDOM a shot.

Why not? It's just another job.

You get to be immersed in REEL roles and play characters you cannot be in REAL life.

No matter how a star looks like now,

Somewhere,

Somehow,

One day, as the years roll on,

Someone would be tired of his or her shit.

So aspiring stars up there.

Don't let your ego over rule your brain.

Eat humble pie first.

CAN ANYONE STAY BEAUTIFUL FOREVER?

Of course, there are some who beg to differ.

And your guess is as good as mine.

Fat hope.