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What's the real meaning of life? People always say that when one's life is lived to the fullest, there shouldn't be much regrets. Do you agree? I don't quite agree. Perhaps I'm greedy or somewhat naive. I believe you need to have lived supposedly long enough to have led a fulfilling life. To be able to experience the things you want to do, to have misses and gains, to be sad and happy, to have dealt with pain and losses, to have struggled and to have done so much more. And these would require at least 60 to 70 years, no? Of course, there are always those who have lived beyond those ages and still behave like a child or have led a meaningless life. And of course, there are those fortunate ones who would have achieved more than others at an earlier age. Indeed, age is a number and shouldn't determine one's life. So really, how do you define life? How do you deal with the losses? And I'm talking about losing your loved ones, losing faith, hope, love....

I've been quiet the whole of August and September and this has never happened. Well, it's because there are more of other things that have happened... Work is still as busy. No, it's been the busiest since. What's next seriously? My mother in-law suffered a sudden stroke and has been in the hospital for more than a month. There's also the few closed ones with their own medical problems. Health is so important yet so taken granted for most of the time. I will eat well. I will exercise. I will go for medical check up. But I haven't. I need a long break in December. Till then, I'm hanging in there.