The Old Lady & The Taxi

30 May 2018 Wednesday 10:24am

We’re lunching out and watching a movie today. But I’m still chef for tonight’s dinner.

As I was hurrying to the grocery, an old lady stopped me at the taxi stand. She was sitting on the bench.

She said, “Can you please flag a taxi for me? My legs are painful. I can’t walk.” I was thinking, Then how’d you get here?

Anyway, I looked around, there wasn’t a taxi in sight, “Don’t worry, Auntie. One will come in soon. Just wait.”

She replied, “Don’t have. Can you go over there and flag one for me?” She was pointing to the turn at the road junction.

What?! I thought, I’m in a hurry! And when it’s raining, available taxis are scarce! “Don’t worry, Auntie. One will come soon. Just wait,” I said.

She said, “Can you wait with me? Don’t worry, the grocery closes at 10pm.”

What?! She actually expects me to wait with her for as long at it takes?! I said, “I know, Auntie. But I’m in a hurry. I’m going out and I need to buy stuff for dinner. Just wait, a taxi will come. How about I buy my stuff first and then come back and wait with you? Can?” Liar. I’m hoping she’ll be gone when I pass by on the way back. She agreed.

As I was paying for my stuff, I thought of taking a detour to avoid her. But soul said, Is that who you really are, Joy? If she’s still there, you can book a taxi for her. And you can even push the bar higher by paying the fare in advance. Consider it your good deed for the day—heck, the whole year.

My shopping done, I walked back to the taxi stand. She was still there. But this time, there were a couple of ladies with her. They were probably waiting for taxis too.

I walked up to her and asked, “So how, Auntie?” She said, “Never mind. I’ll just wait.”

I said, “Okay. One will come soon, don’t worry.” Besides, I thought, you’re not alone anymore. I said “Bye!” and headed for home.

What does it all mean? I have no idea. Maybe it’ll come to me later. In the meantime, you decide.


I got it. I know what it means:

“There’s being kind, and then there’s being a push-over. Know the difference.”

What did you get?

What Do Cows Drink?

18 May 2018 Friday 7:20am

God, what does Y-E-S spell?


So then what does E-Y-E-S spell?


Um…Never mind. It doesn’t work here.

What is it about, child?

There’s this video that Danielle showed me last night. It’s someone asking what those words spell. It’s kind of like a trick question but it isn’t. It’s very funny in the sense that the answer is so obvious and simple but some people just can’t get the right answer. Maybe because it doesn’t register in their mind that it’s actually the word “eyes”. They keep pronouncing it either as “ee-yes” or “ease”. The one asking is usually overheard giggling and laughing which makes the prank even funnier.

So it’s a prank?

Well, no. Not really. It’s a trick question…Well…No, not really either. Um…I don’t know what it is.

It’s a trick of the mind, my dear. When you asked the first question, it influenced the answer to the next question. Try doing it the other way around.

I don’t think it’ll work. And it won’t be as funny. It’s like fear, isn’t it? When we put a seed of fear into the mind, it’ll influence how we see the world.

Precisely. So what do you think will happen if you put a seed of love into the mind instead?

Then we will see the world through the eyes of love.

Yes. Through the eyes of the soul. By the way, did you fall for it?

Fall for what?

The trick of the mind?

Nope. Danielle asked me the question before she showed me the video. She was disappointed when I immediately answered “eyes”.

Why do you think that is?

Because she’s asked me trick questions before. I fall for some. So I’m sort of ready for her now.

You’re getting honed.

Yeah. Um…God?


What do cows drink?


Argh. You’re no fun.

The Empty Car – A Dream

‪I had to borrow a car even though I didn’t know how to drive. But trying to drive it was exciting! I parked it. 

But when I came back the car was stripped to its shell – there was nothing left but paper stuffings instead of the engine. 

A man came out from a door nearby. While he was washing his hands I asked him if he could help me get home. 

He asked me to sit next to him on a bench nearby, and he said he was actually the owner of the car. And did I notice that I forgot to lock the doors? 

I felt so dismayed and guilty – I started crying and apologising, hugging him and telling him I was very, very sorry. 

The next thing I knew I was running across an open field where some men were watching a pig attacking a dog. 

I ran faster because a white dog began chasing me. It tried to bite my leg but it couldn’t. 

It stopped chasing me when I finally reached the edge of the field.