A review by:

Mr. Chan Bing Fai

Former school teacher, Headmaster and educational technologist

Lynn Wong's latest book is SMILE though your heart is ACHING. This is a much awaited book, a worthy sequel to her first book "As Time Goes By" published five years ago. Both her books are generally about life and living. They are not autobiographies.

Her first book is centred more on childhood memories and growing up pains based more on events, observations and her responses and reactions to them, with the innocence of a child. Her latest book, however, is about the adult world with its ups and downs.

It is also about fighting corporate battles.

The words she has chosen carry her thoughts succinctly. They are warm and friendly without being pretentious. The topics included in both her books cover a broad spectrum of subjects and events. Some are more hilarious and many are focused on a more serious note.

Her approach to life is spontaneous, governed by prudence and common sense. It appears lighthearted and easy. Being a keen observer, even trifles, will not escape her scrutiny. Her response to these is largely based on common sense and knowledge; laced with wisdom.

Her thoughts flow through smoothly from one idea to another and the transition is gentle, methodical, tidy and logical. Lynn's philosophy appears simple and yet very profound and thoughtful; gracious and tinged with a lot of human skills and understanding.

Her books are very personal and subjective; unique, highly perceptive, intimate and reflective. I have enjoyed reading both her books and excitedly look forward to her next one which I hope will not take too long to come to fruition.

Her artist -illustrator- is equally talented in bringing out the many encounters and experiences of the author through her drawings; depicting expressions, moods and emotions subtly and with precision. Congratulations to both of you for complementing each other perfectly!

The typography and layout is attractive and designed for easy reading. The book is available in major bookstores.

It is priced at RM27.90.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

LOVE LETTER (5)

Where the devil is she?
It's almost 2.00 in the morning and she's not home yet!
Clayton muttered to himself as he got up to fill another glass of whisky -
his fourth one for the night.
 
He looked at the clock above the mantel and peered out the window 
several times in the last hour looking for signs of her return.
There was absolute silence in the streets below. 
 
His impatience, irritation and annoyance grew by the moment.
What game is she playing, this impetuous woman. 
To be out with that... that .. imbecile Nicki - with his flashy sportscar
and ugly face!  Hah! 
 
Clayton took another deep gulp of the golden liquid hastily;
the burning sensation seared not only his throat but his brains as well. 
It was just the sedative he needed to calm his wayward thoughts.
 
He was sure the man was up to no good but she wouldn't listen. 
She'll regret it.  Let her burn herself if she wants to play with fire. 
They deserved each other! 
 
No, she will not get any sympathy from me, this impossible, stubborn woman.  
Clayton declared pompously.  He chuckled wickedly at the thought of her grovelling.
 
But ... why must she look so deliciously desirable....? 
It was as if she had deliberately put on that dress to provoke and tease him.
Oh, how he hates her .... and wants her at the same time.
 
But now she is out dancing with Nicki - that no good sweet talking braggart
Italian playboy!
Clayton's deranged mind went on overdrive and the more he thinks about 
them together, the more his blood boils.
 
If he so much as touch her, I swear I'll kill him  Let him try!
Even in his wretched drunken stupor, he could think of nothing else but her
bewitching eyes and seductive smile.
She drives him crazy with desire.
 
But why should he care? 
She means nothing to him. 
In just a few more days she will be gone and ... out of his life.  Thank God!" 
The tormented man consoled himself. 
 
He slumped onto the sofa by the fire-place, exhausted
His head throbbing mercilessly, adding to his trouble.
 
Clayton looked at his watch again.  Another hour had gone by. 
I will lock the door and go to bed.  And even if she comes home,
I will not let her in.  Let her freeze to death! 
He resolved.
 
But what if she then follows that Italian playboy home? 
 
There's a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.  He was going mad. 
His knuckles clenched and turned white as it curled round the whisky glass. 
He squeezed harder and the pressure caused it to break and at once 
shards of glass bit painfully into his skin; blood dripping heedlessly on to
the parquet flooring.
 
Damn him  ...  damn her  ...  damn them both  ...
He cursed under his breath.

Friday, May 27, 2011

LOVE LETTER (4)

Darling,
 
You don't reply my sms or answer my calls.
I just called you again 10 minutes ago.
Why are you doing this to me?
 
Are you mad at me?  Please don't be.
I can't bear it when you don't talk to me. 
I have searched everywhere for you but you have .... disappeared.
 
Please forgive me , darling,
You know I love only you and there is no other woman in my life.
I adore you, my love.  You know that.
YOU are my life.  How can you imagine that I would even look
at another woman the way I look at you.
You are my only desire.
It is you I love and it is you I want.
I need you so much, babe.
 
Please don't be so cruel.  Answer my calls, please, Darling.
Where are you?  I miss you so much.
Please come back  I promise I'll treat you better.
I will do anything you want, anything.
Just don't leave me. 
I will die if you won't speak with me or see me again.
 
Please, please don't torment me anymore. 
I am in agony.
Darling, darling, darling, please.. I'm going crazy without you
 
'R'

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

LOVE LETTER (3)


A 'Chinaman's' love letter to his wife (sweetheart) of 52 years.
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My Darling wife,

When I took you away from your father's house fifty-two years, I promised I will look after you.
I will never let you go hungry or give you cause to regret our marriage.
Your mother eyed me with suspicion on the night I made my proud declaration and reluctantly gave her blessings.
She knew our marriage wasn't going to be easy.

We were from two different worlds. 
I was a street-wise kid and you were a chin-kum-siew-cheh.
And your mother was right.  Everything went wrong from the beginning.
We were poor and there never seem to be enough food on the table.  We argued frequently and you would give me 'cold wars'.
The little salary I earned as an apprentice in the kwai-loh firm was hardly enough.
You had to work as a seamstress, ran a dhobi and raise our family.
We slogged our guts out!

I used to feel really terrible when you wouldn't talk to me for weeks but in the end, you will take pity on me and smile again. 
You kept our young family fed and clothed with our meagre earnings and you were so good at rationing our food which allowed us to set aside a small amount of money to eventually
start a small workshop.
I always say that you are the matriarch. 
Without you, I wouldn't be where I am and my life would be totally different. 
Thank you, Honey.

In the early years of our marriage, on many occasion, I know I was an insensitive brute with a horrible temper.  A real pain in the ass and caused you a lot of distress!
But then you were no angel either. 
Every time, we quarrelled, you ran home to your father's house
and won't come back until I have to go down on my knees to beg you.  Sometimes I have to use (crocodile) tears!
Your father's shotgun which he use for wild boar hunting was a constant reminder that should I so much as harm a hair of his daughter's head, I would be dead meat. 
Your father was very fierce.
But I also know that you are very precious to him and your mother.


Fifty-two years we have been together. 
Now the children are all grown up and they have families of their own.
Our youngest boy and our daughter-in-law are expecting their second child. 
With the arrival of baby, our family will grow to 33 + 1.  We need a bigger table for the Chinese New Year reunion dinner!
You, my Honey, have helped me build a home and made all this possible for me.  
What am I but just an unlearned and 'uncouth' Chinaman. 
But it was you who made me believe that I can be anybody I wanted to be.

You stood by me and helped me built our business together.  When we started our first factory, you pawned all your jewelries that your family gave you as marriage gifts.  I owe you so much.
With that we struggle to grow our business
And eventually gave our children good education and provided well for our retirement.
You are the one who took charge.  At that time, I resented it but later on, I realized that what you did was correct.
Honey, I am sorry I caused you so much suffering but I am so glad you did not give up on me.

When I look at you, I still see this little girl who defied her parents to be with the boy she loved. 
You were so sure of what you wanted then and no one could convince you otherwise.
And through the years, you have demonstrated this unwavering stubbornness in our marriage, in raising the children and in so many other important decisions in our life.
Thank you, honey, for sticking with this stubborn old fool.

I cannot imagine my life without you.  I would rather be dead.
Who would boss me around?  There is no one who would fight me for the TV channel?
What fun is there when you can 'watch all you want, when you want'. 
This is what you would say when you are irritated because I will monopolize the telly and you won't be able to watch your Korean movies!
No one cooks mui-choy-chee-yuk, the way  you do; with plenty of chee-yuk and little mui-choy!
And your specialty pak-cham-kei.  No one prepares steamed chicken the way you do.
I have never been a romantic.  You knew that from the beginning.
And how often in the past you have clobbered me for being a 'kayu'. 
And you are right.  I am 'kayu' when it comes to 'lovey-dovey' stuff. I get all tongue-tied but I am learning from our grandchildren.

And I just want you to know something. 
The first time I saw you when you were just sixteen, my heart went 'beety-boom- beety-boom-beety-boom-boom-boom' and it has never stopped pounding in that exciting way since then.

I love you, Darling

Thursday, May 12, 2011

LOVE LETTER (2)

(Another letter by the same writer)

Hi Dearest...

This morning was really depressing. I was happily chatting with my friends ONLINE and suddenly I felt the terrible pain in my brain and it started poking like a 1000 needles.  It was really bad.
Why must everyday be like this? I really don't understand. Why can't I be like any other person living a normal life?
But how can I when I have this terrible sickness, the big ‘C’ and slowly dying.   It’s killing  me slowly even before I die.  To have the strength to keep up, the strength to keep going and not give up; it's really so hard.

What keeps me going is thinking of the one I love. YOU!  Imagining you, the one I love standing next to me and smiling. Your eyes, your smiles, .... I wanna be with u all the time and follow u everywhere.  I long for u so much and miss you, my love. And this is the hardest becos I know I don’t have much time left. Can't I be there with you and make you happy? Can't I just be healthy and let me love you normally.  How I wish.. but how can I when I'm in such bad shape?
I know I am dying.

I pray " Oh God... Why you make me suffer like this?  Why didn’t You take me away when I had no one to love? Why didn’t you take me when my life had no meaning?  Why NOW God? Oh God, I don’t want to leave her, not now…..NOT EVER.  Please God, please take away the pain.

Is this the end of me God? Is this the end of my journey? If yes, then I pray you will take care of those whom I care so much. I am thankful for everything you have given me. Even my life as a child that does not get a full love from my parents, but I realise that I love them so much and that I was wrong about them.
Life as a teenager when I have to work all the time to support myself, my family, my education....when other young adults are happy clubbing falling in love and have so much fun together. I never had this chance. Why is life so unfair to me?  

God... If you wanna take me today, take me but let me see the one I love before I go. Let me see her for the last time before You take me into your arms. If I've never had any chance of happiness for the past years of struggling, at least at this last leg of my journey, let me spent the last days with her, the one who is dearest to my heart.
This is my only wish now.

I miss you, Sweetie, so so much.
After I am gone, please take care of yourself, okay?
Always smile.  You have the brightest smile.  Always be strong and always know that I am so proud of you. And even though I'm no longer here with you, I will be the angel to watch over you, always………

Monday, May 9, 2011

LOVE LETTER (1)

Word has gone out that we shall 'publish' a series of Love Letters in the following weeks.
As this subject is bound to draw much interest and curiosity across a wide section of ATGB readers, I wasn't surprise when some friends called to enquire if I needed 'material' which they would gladly supply!  
Before the day was over a young lady thrust the following 'Love Letter' into my hand.
 
I read it and was deeply moved and felt that some of you might be able to relate to a similar situation in the past or maybe even presently.  It may be therapeutic to know that there are others who share your feelings.
This is a very intense declaration of love from a person who knows that death is near and yet fighting on for the sake of love.
 
I did not make any corrections and have left the 'spelling and grammar' alone.  I thought it best to retain the 'authenticity' of this very personal (and sad) expression of a love that seems hopeless.
 
The following is published with permission:
 
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Dearest;
 
Just felt so alone tonight and wanted to chat with ya. But you are not online so i decided to write you an annonymous letter instead. There will be more to come i think as i think this is the only way for me to express myself to you from far. Don't have to be near as i don't think i would be able to do that yet.
 
Miss ya. Hehehe... Yeah~! I do miss you so very much. Don't know why whenever i try and close my eyes.. your face will always be on my mind. Maybe cause i miss you so so much. Well, ya.. i think so. Never felt like this before. Am i dumb to be loving someone that maybe not loving me back dear? I don't know... but anyway, love does not need to be return. So i'm ok with that. Whatever it is, i still love ya.
 
What are you doing right now? I'm sure you are having fun with all ur friends and family right? I wish i could do the same. I don't know. Somehow i know my life is getting to the end. Somehow i felt that my life is getting no where since i only know that death is getting nearer and trying to eat me.
 
I really wanted to see ya Dear... Maybe i should go to USJ and find you. I know where u are dear. Hehehe... I'm very clever ya know. LOL!! Become the spy oledi. Hehehe.. But anyway, i won't try to get near you cause i'm scared that u will scream at me. Anyway, all that maybe will just be in my dream cause it's hard for me to just go right in front of you and said " hi.. i'm ........i love ya... would u mind be my gf?"  I'm sure i will get a slap instead of a hug from ya. So it's better to just keep it far and make sure that you really love me like I do ya.
 
Dear... Suddenly i feel so much pain that it is unbearable . But....ummm.. i still wanna write. So it doesn't matter.I will still write till i can't anymore. Just wanna let out what i feel inside me before i can't do it anymore.
 
Oh ya.. i don't think i will be active in Friendster any time soon. I think i will erase the account before anything happen to me. I don't know.. just don't want people to know how i'm doing or even if i'm not feeling ok anymore. But if i can't do it then i'll ask my friend to do. Maybe one day i'll introduce him to you. He is like a big bro to me.
 
He's also the one that tell me to tell you how i felt and try to stay true to the feeling. And he's right... when i think of u and just love you...i feel calm ... at peace. I don't need you to return the love to me back cause i know a lot of people love ya and deserve ya better than i... but i just can't stop loving ya.
 
Anyway Dear... I wish u will get this letter when the right time comes. When i am no more. Or maybe u won't. I don't know... but i really hope my msg will get to u...
 
I miss you Sweety. Really wish u could be around to make my day bearable. Hope we could always chat too. Or maybe not since i'm kinda shy and always scared that if i message you you will not layan me . Better just wait till u message me back.
 
Muahhh!!   a kiss for you....
 
Will write more later dear
Take care always
 
Dreaming you in my arms...
 
 

 

Saturday, May 7, 2011

LOVE LETTERS ...



  There isn't a single person who doesn't like to receive a love
   letter.
I suspect that not only do we like to receive one, we would also like the chance to write not one but many!


The month of May is as good a month as any to talk of love or better still to fall in love.
The definition of love varies and in whatever way it is explained or   expressed the feeling is the same -  
  it is still  m  a  g  i  c.


Some readers have asked that we write about L O V E -  and not only the kind between lovers but platonic love; between siblings, friends, colleagues and others. 

With this we shall begin a series of writings on this subject of 'Eros', 'Phileo' and 'Agape' - Love expressed with different words and phrases.


Today we write about Mother's (sacrificial) Love which is universal and admittedly not enough is written about this.
So come Sunday 8th May, when we celebrate Mother's Day, lets take this golden opportunity to shower our mothers with our best in gifts that would really WOW her and more importantly in our giving of undivided love, care and attention, well, at least for the day!
Mother is indeed the next best thing to heaven.


Love you Mum.

Monday, April 4, 2011

HEART TALK ...

My Dearest Friend,
How can I help?
I am disturbed to see you sad.  My heart bleeds and goes out to you.
Yes, especially you ... a woman who is as beautiful, charming and warm hearted 
as you are has no reason to be in this state.
Tell me what could have caused that deep sigh and... red-rimmed eyes?   
The hunched shoulders, the halting step, the hesitant touch - a plea for help, 
understanding and acceptance even...?
That faraway look gives you away; as if you are in another world, another time.
What could possibly bring a woman of your standing who seems to have everything 
going so well for her -
a privileged childhood, a strong marriage, loving family and an
enviable position in society - such restlessness? 
The world certainly holds you in high esteem. 
You walk into a room and instantly there is a hushed silence as every eye turns for 
a second look.  You have that charisma to effect change.
And yet you are not sure, not sure of the power you wield.
Were you violated as a child, a hidden shame that you would rather not talk about,  
perhaps a lost dream that continues to haunt you, a guilt from your past, a deprivation 
that has left you disillusioned or even overly high expectations impossible to fulfill.... what?
No, a woman such as you should never be unhappy but you are...why?
Your stuttering response give you away. 
You wish for something more but don't quite know what. 
The cause for the vacuum... emptiness remain evasive.
Are you perhaps afraid?
There is nothing to fear except fear itself, you know. 
How do you perceive yourself? 
Are you maybe too hard on yourself?  
Impatient and frustrated with your limitations? 
Wishing you were someone else, living a different life and
sailing a different course?
Do you feel you lack courage?  Are you easily intimidated? 
Do you doubt your abilities and capabilities?
When was the last time you received some words of affirmation? 
Are you starved for recognition... applause? 
It's been so long since you received a pat on your back? 
(God knows you are exhausted from having given so much of these away.) 
But what about your own reward? 
Unfortunately, it comes with the position.
You see, others think people like you who are in such high places don't need 
or want such trivialities but you do, don't you?
You need to know that you are being appreciated, that you matter;
that you have feelings as well. 
It has been a while since the last compliment, hasn't it?
And even when it was given, did you doubt it thinking you were unworthy? 
That's another sickness, you know! 
When the mind has been conditioned to think of something over a long period 
of time, it rejects a different set of thinking and that's probably affecting you.
What has robbed you of your self-esteem?   Afraid of making wrong decisions?  
Are you on a guilt ride? 
These have definite negative impacts on you and your outlook towards life.  
Joy dissipates quickly along with confidence.
Please, I implore you to take stock quickly and devise a recovery plan. 
The longer you wait, the more damage you'll do to yourself.  For your own sanity, 
don't procrastinate!
You need to put things in the right perspective. 
Don't take things or people too seriously.  Laugh often and at yourself. 
Most of the things you worry about don't materialize. 
The people you are trying to please really don't matter in the end.
If you feel like screaming, scream!
If you think kicking off your shoes and dancing in the rain will help wash away 
the pain and rejection, do it! 
If you feel like running away from home for a period of time to find yourself, go ahead!
(But, please leave a number where you can be reached and again maybe not - you decide!)
If you feel like downing a gallon of gelato, who's to stop you!
And after you are done screaming, dancing, running, drowning, bounce back; 
happy and alive... really  a l i v e.
Don't wait for tomorrow to live.
Take risks.  Life without risk is no life at all.
Hey, go to your closet and look for that black lingerie/negligee,
the one that's still in the original wrappings.  How long has it been there?  
You were saving it for a special occasion, I know.  Well, the time has arrived.
Slip it on slowly and caress its softness;  turn down the lights and dance away...
Give in to your moment of madness; you are entitled to it. 
Want to know how others look at you?
In contrast to how you see yourself others think you to be fearless, confident, 
cool, composed and regal - a Princess.
Even though inside you may feel like a complete idiot, and confused but on 
the outward, courage, determination and orderliness shine forth.
And while you think you may have lost it, for sure you haven't; for you are on the 
pedestal, worshipped - a goddess, a nymph, an enigma, a desirable creature...a priced catch. 
Not only are you elegant, classy, feminine, (flighty too) you are also 
kind, gracious, compassionate, caring AND cosmopolitan.
When you feel like a gauche, trapped and frightened rabbit scurrying for cover, 
and recoiling in defeat, the world sees you standing tall, proud, spirited and indomitable.
Surely you have fooled yourself and the world.
You are not what you perceive yourself to be and neither what the world perceives. 
In essence you possess both worlds and in reality, it is up to you to take the best 
of both worlds and make the most of it.
Live the way you know best and ask forgiveness for your frailties and be thankful 
for the wisdom and strength that is sufficient to live the day. 
Be happy, Sweetheart.  There is absolutely no reason to be sad.
Change can only come when you realise that you can.
With blessings, hugs and love,
Your friend and ally always.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

FROM ONE CORPORATE EXECUTIVE TO ANOTHER ...part 2


FINDING A BETTER WAY EVERYDAY

A lot of times you feel bored doing the same old thing, day-in and day-out.
How you wish for some excitement - landing a BIG business deal or making a 
new discovery. How nice if you could play hero; succeed where others fail.


Getting money back from a difficult debtor that everyone had given up hope on....  
solving a big problem....  wowing a deserving customer ....saving the day.
Wouldn't that be dandy?  Playing Superman.

Once upon a time you thought you WERE Superman!
It wasn't so long ago that you had the confidence, the courage, the desire - 
the fire - and you did it. 
Taking on the sort of challenges and difficulties that others told you couldn't be 
overcomed.  You proved them wrong.

Today you hesitate.  You take the easy way out and make excuses instead.
You back out and retreat into the safety of your shell.

I know it's tough. Nothing worthwhile is ever easy.
Hey, you owe it to yourself. 
You don't want to be just average or mediocre, do you?
It's not much fun being lukewarm - neither hot nor cold.

Focus on something BIG.  Put your whole heart, mind and soul in what you do. 
Expect results.  Don't do things merely because of forced compliance.



1. Improve on your sales techniques - broaden your knowledge, sharpen your skills.

2. Be brave and proactive.  Take the initiative. 

3. Build friendships.  If you have kept in touch with the people you have       established contact one, three or five years ago,  today,  you would have a 
strong following of prospects who might well be potential customers and great friends!

4. Don't give in to lethargy.  Don't be a worrier. Be tough physically, mentally and spiritually.  Don't be a softie.  You've got to be made of sterner stuff if you hope to make it in business.

5.  Plan your work and work your plan.

6.  Laziness is a killer but you don't recognize it at first because it comes in  many disguises. 
      
There was a time you were bursting with ideas.  
You couldn't stop talking about them, remember?
Today you are content with just following the pack.  Why?    
Having your bubbles burst all too often?  I know.  I've been there as well.
Afraid people might laugh at your silliness?  Well, if you don't share those ideas, 
you will never know if they will work.  And even if they don't, what's wrong 
with having a good laugh over them! 

Laughter is good. There is no shame in trying.  No one ever laughs at a baby 
fumbling when he takes his first wobbly step.
If one idea doesn't work, try another, and another and another and another until 
you find one that WILL work.  There has to be a way.
How can you do things better?  How can you make your sales call more interesting?  
What about your existing clients?  Are you doing enough for them?  
Try improving on that quotation.    How can you enlarge your circle of influence? etc. etc




Look!   There is SO MUCH you can do - find a way!

Thursday, February 17, 2011

FROM ONE CORPORATE EXECUTIVE TO ANOTHER...

BUDGET AND CORPORATE PLANNING
It has been said that the strength of an organization lies with its people:- 
GOOD people
COMMITTED people 
PASSIONATE people
POSITIVE THINKING people
FORWARD THINKING people
People with the 'CAN-DO' attitude
People who are 'UP-BEAT' - full of ideas; not afraid to attempt something new
People who give more than is expected of them 
People who find work to be exciting
We need our people to be bursting with ideas, energy, 
creativity and innovation.
Some of you have lost it; some are losing it - I tell you, snap out of it. 
It does you not one bit of good.
You're not good at hiding it - that negative attitude!
If I were you, I'd get rid of it and quickly!
We are more interested in the other group - the one that comprises of people who are;
enthusiastic, energized, eager and burning with the spirit to excel.
You're not good at keeping it under wraps either - that fire!
To you, I'd say, keep on burning and be the light that shows the way.
Keep going and don't stop until you've arrived at your destination.
Your dream is within reach!
So, what IS budget?
Budget is not about producing good-enough results or making the figures.
It's about having the COURAGE & ZEAL to reach for what you know can be done!
Don't settle for the norm, be the exception.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

ENJOYING THE CHINESE LUNAR NEW YEAR 2011 ...

From 2nd till 6th February, 2011 the nation remains at a standstill.
The Chinese New Year is observed in a big way here in Malaysia as well as 
around the world in countries populated by Chinese. 
Schools, government agencies, factories, banks, businesses and even hospitals 
'shut down' during this period.  
They do this to allow the masses to head home in other states (and countries) 
to join their families in this huge celebration.


(In Malaysia we do not have the four seasons but in China, this occasion heralds 
Spring time - the beginning of new life - where flowers bloom and birds sing.  
Everything seems to come to life again.  And the Chinese people celebrate just that.)

The reunion dinner (2nd February for this year) must surely be the most significant 
and closely guarded tradition followed even to this day with much fuss and fervor.
There is great excitement as people plan their exodus usually a week or so before the 
actual day.
For those who remain in the big cities, the best part is the traffic.  The roads are 
virtually empty and driving is sheer bliss.  There is something really relaxing and 
soothing about cruising on the highway with hardly any traffic and immediately one's 
stress level during this period is significantly reduced.

In contrast the smaller towns and villages are bursting at the seams with the influx 
of city folks who have come home and all at once there are jams and congestion and 
probably rising tempers!
It's packed everywhere - at the restaurants, coffee shops, shopping centres, 
markets, cinemas etc. People need a place to go when they are 'home'.  For those 
who prefer to stay indoor, there is always "mah-jong" to entertain and keep them 
occupied.  But of course, the best part of the CNY is eating, eating and more eating.
  
Before the big day, there is frantic shopping, house (and office) spring cleaning, 
baking deep into the night, decorating the house in all things red!
Red is not so much used for its representation of 'passion' during this season but 
rather for 'good luck'.
Red is also the favorite colour for new clothes and attires for the young and old.  
Women delight themselves in elegant red qi-pao. The men must have new shirts and 
trousers as these signify 'success and abundance'.
No one seems to complain about this particular tradition!

Everyone loves a good story and what better to tell than the folklore that were 
passed down from generation to generation. 
Like a million years ago, my grandmother used to chide us when we innocently 
washed our hair on the first day of the New Year which was a "no-no" according to 
tradition - bad luck, she said.
She also made sure all brooms were removed and kept locked in the utility room 
lest one forgot and swept the floor  with one. 
She insisted that this would sweep away all the good luck and at its worst bad luck 
would follow throughout the year!
We were also sternly reprimanded if on the first day, we broke anything even 
accidentally.  And so we had to be extra careful when we did dishes and there were tons 
of them considering the amount of eating!
Some people wouldn't be able to relate today but back then washing dishes was a 
duty to be revered!
There were so many rules to follow and no one dared question or defied them. 

Those were superstitions that we remembered in our growing years but today 
with the advance of the modern world and with Science explaining away a lot of the 
'taboos', people are beginning to be less incline to preserve these customs. 
Many practices that used to matter in the past, don't anymore and some of them 
that still make their rounds during the season have been watered down. 
Most people follow them just for fun and don't really think much about them today.

Can you imagine having your children (or grandchildren) kneel with heads bow and 
holding a cup of tea with outstretched hand, respectfully inviting you to partake 
of their offering before they get their ang-pows on New Year's day? naaaaa..... 
I doubt this would work today but you know, in the olden days, this was how they did it ...

"KONG HEE FATT CHOY"
Wishing you accelerated exponential increase and great abundance in every area of your life.