Fish
The Human Algorithm
My flat has a pair of lifts for serving 12 floors. However, the lifts, or whoever programmed it, or whoever directed the programming, were lazy.
Example, left lift on 12th floor, right lift on 2nd floor, and me on first floor.
Someone on 4th floor presses the button to go to the 6th floor, so the nearest right lift will respond to him.
I press the button and the left lift comes for me, slowly. It however will stop at 6th, gives up, as the right lift is now coming for me.
Whoever thought this was energy-efficient?
I know a family on 5th floor who would simultaneously press both up down buttons.
Worm
Darkness below,
where the birds prod,
they do not belong,
if not for the rain.
Sunlight above,
where a worm plods,
it must now belong,
if not for the rain!
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Fishing
I once stood knee deep in a vast and winding body of water that was Kelantan River. In my hands, a no-frill fishing rod that my father bought for me. I would switch back and forth between enjoying the scenery and monitoring a nylon line for a pull. I was not more than a fisherman than I was a boy who simply wanted a new adventure. I so happened to come into contact with a classmate’s elder brother who took me once to a swamp where he fished for fighting fish. From then on, I learnt to skewer my first poor bloody worm into a metal hook and swung a sinker as far as I could. I was grateful that I didn’t lose my eyesight in the process as the sinker could have pivoted back into my face. I discovered from my Malay friend that prawns were actually smart, in that they knew to bring the bait and tied it up around rocks and woods so that when I retrieved the line, it would get stuck and I would have to cut it loose. It sure was antithetical to the Malay idiom “Otak Udang”. In the brief stint that I had as a hobby fisherman, I once successfully caught a puny fish that I brought home and persuaded my mom to cook. After telling me that this fish was no good to eat, she proceeded to fry it and let me have a bite. It tasted bland and I was done. They said what you did during your childhood determined your purpose in life. Well, I had very fond memory of doing this fishing thing and the change of scenery it brought me—though I can’t say much of its purposefulness, except that I’m writing this for you reader to read. Perhaps in the vast scheme of things, this was its only purpose. These days, I switched between looking at this computer screen or a phone screen or a TV screen. My occassional enjoyment ironically comes from - through YouTube or Netflix - watching others enjoying nature and scenery and immersing in experiences and trials of life.
What happened?
Shaolin Soccer Mural
