SINGAPORE - Old age is a strange blessing.
The body exists, but only as a mocking reminder of its former form and function. Once, it took 50 laughing seconds for a child to run from the playground to her mother's waiting arms. Now, there is no mother, no playground, no mischief, no laughter, no scolding and no love. Father, too, has gone. Today, it takes forever to get nowhere.
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