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Tuesday, 29 September 2015

What is love?


I don’t know what the average age that people start thinking about love is – about what it is, who it will be and when it will come knocking on one’s door – but for me, it was something that I was (consciously) curious about since I was 9. As a little girl pre-maturely entering the “inquisitive teenager” phase, I endeavoured on the quest for answers to this lofty idea of love.

I saw how married couples (ill-)treated each other; how they would argue over the slightest issue, and how they seemed perpetually irked by each other’s dispositions. “This, surely, cannot be love,” I thought to myself.

Dismayed by the thought that (maybe - just maybe) love didn't exist, I sought refuge in virtual realities, escapism and temporal pleasuresThere, I saw how young couples looked at each other with passion (which I later on realised was nothing but a manifestation of lust) burning in their eyes. I saw how desperate they were for each other, and how blinded they were to each other’s flaws. “Ah, that must be love,” I concluded. With my renewed faith, I met individuals whom I thought were "The One". 

Time and again, I was disheartened; every ounce of hope that I had was shattered. I fasted from my search for "The One".

After a good four years of abstinence, the fast was finally drawn to a close. I decided to (once again) give love a shot, with someone whom I always had the soft spot for. The relationship turned out to be antipodal to what I had envisioned. At times, we seemed to be looking at our hand phones with greater passion than we did at each other. Rather than wanting to meet every single day, rather than being joined at the hip, we pursued our passions and hobbies independently. Instead of showering each other with an overflow of praises, and dizzying each other with words of incense, we were ever ready to voice out any discomfort.

It is always tempting to look around at other relationships. Towards passionate young couples, I looked with covetousness at their burning-hot love. Towards loving old couples, I looked with envy at their deep-seated, unchallenged, love. "Why are we different?" Although never surfaced, the question always troubled, troubled and troubled me.

Yet, despite being aware that the relationship wasn't perfect, was neither the idyllic picture of a man and woman kissing in the rain, nor the storyline of the top-rated Korean drama that I was so caught up with, I didn't quit. And he, too, knowing that I'm not Mr. Rochester's dignified and passionate Jane Eyre, knowing that I'm not Edward Cullen's beautiful and attractive Isabella Swan, didn't quit.

As we gradually stood the test of time, and as I started maturing in the relationship, I came to realise that what we had was in fact the epitome of love. I trashed my pre-conceived notions of love, the fallacy that it ought to be rainbows and butterflies, the folly of placing sky-scraping expectations on him, on us, and on loveThis is why. 

Without having to be in constant contact, he made me feel loved. Without having to be in his embrace, he made me feel loved. Without having to look into his eyes, he made me feel loved. He showed me that love isn't gazing into my eye with overwhelming intensity but looking at me with tenderness and respect. He showed me that love isn't being unable to keep his hands off me but being faithful in making himself worthy for the marriage bed. He showed me that love isn't splurging on extravagant meals and designer bags but prudently saving, dollar by dollar, for a shared future. He showed me that love isn't overlooking all of my flaws but correcting me with patience, humility and gentleness. These are but a few of the many things that have culminated in the paradigm shift of my outlook on love.

Doing the former would probably have made me euphoric - it would be an outright lie to say that I do not desire his intimate gaze, the touch of his skin, the vain presents and words that tingle my ears. It would also probably have required less effort on his part. Yet, he (always) chose the latter - actions of discipline, commitment and (true) love; actions of wisdom that are healthy for the relationship.

As we grew closer and closer, I began to fully comprehend his intentions. Our beliefs, and our outlook in life, became more aligned, and finally, one. Now, I don't get jittery when he's not contactable for hours because I know that he has my trust. I don't get frustrated when he doesn't agree with me because I know that he understands me. I'm not insecure when he works with another girl because I know that he loves me. And it is, I believe, the same for him. 

I no longer believe that there is such a thing as "The One". Granted, there will always be people whom you are more inclined and attracted to, and people whom you, no matter how hard you try, cannot communicate with. However, in the realm of those whom you are attracted to and can effectively communicate with, it is all a matter of how much effort you are willing to put into making the relationship work. Never say that he or she isn't "The One" because there is no such thing as "The One". If a major setback is going to convince you that he or she isn't "The One", you are never going to find the love of your life because there isn't a relationship that exists without having disappointments and grievances. My utopian belief of "The One" was toxic to my relationship, burdening it with unrealistic expectations and unnecessary disappointments - I abandoned it.

"Why are we different?" I am no longer troubled by the question, not because I have abandoned it but because I have found the answer. Of course we are different! Every couple has their unique set of challenges and misunderstandings. I was wrong - oh, deeply wrong - in assuming that my relationship was inferior, lacking and even problematic. I am now neither surprised to hear that the passionate young couple probably had a hot-headed argument just the day before, nor taken aback to learn about the tear-jerking, heart-breaking experiences that the loving old couple had gone through.

The perfect love isn't one that is void of conflict, problems and unhappiness. The perfect love is precisely one that, despite being plagued by doubts and obstacles, chooses to persevere and fight against the grain.

This is what love is. Don't give up on love.

Monday, 14 September 2015

Do you know your 5 hair stresses?


SICK OF YOUR DAILY HAIR WOES? Ever wonder why your hair remains dry, frizzy and unpleasant despite spamming, spamming and spamming hair conditioner? 

Let me introduce you to the 5 hair stresses and how they come about!



THE 5 HAIR STRESSES

(1) Heat
When you blow dry your hair, moisture is not only being removed from the surface of your hair but also from the inside! This leaves your hair dry, brittle and susceptible to further damage.

(2) Friction
Combing your hair when it's wet can be extremely detrimental. That is when your hair follicles are most fragile! Although combing your hair when it's dry is less damaging, your hair is nevertheless still prone to breakage as hair knots are formed through friction. Friction is not only present when you're awake and active! When you toss and turn in your sleep, there is friction between your hair and the pillow - namely, pillow friction. This causes your hair cuticles to be misaligned, and it is why you end up looking like a mad woman every morning! 

(3) Split Ends
The ends of your hair are the oldest and driest parts. When the protective hair cuticles at the end of your hair are destroyed, the ends of your hair would tend to split into two or more parts.

(4) Breakage
Besides styling, blow-drying and combing, other seemingly harmless activities such as tying or twirling your hair may result in hair breakage.

(5) Dryness
Exposure to the sun, wind and even air-conditioning may result in hair dryness. As your protective hair cuticles are being weakened, the retention of hair moisture becomes a serious challenge. 

HOW TO COMBAT THE 5 HAIR STRESSES?

Essential, a popular haircare brand from Japan, is relaunching its Leave On Treatment range this month! This includes the brand new CC Oil and Night Care Milk.



(1) Essential Night Care Milk (100ml)
Essential Night Care Milk protects your hair from the aforementioned "pillow friction". All you have to do is to apply it evenly onto your hair and leave it on through the night! With its rich (yet non-greasy) milk formula, coupled with cuticle coat protection ingredients, your hair will be magically smooth and manageable when you wake up in the morning! The best part is that you no longer have to wash your hair before leaving home for the day's adventure.
(Retail price: S$11.90)


 


(2) Essential CC Oil (60ml)
Most ladies would be familiar with the BB/CC Cream in skincare. The CC Oil shares a similar "multi-functional" concept as the BB/CC Cream - it serves multiple purposes, resulting in multiple effects. In this case, it is able to combat all 5 of the hair stresses. The Essential CC Oil coats each strand of hair with a cuticle coat protection, leaving your hair smooth and tangle-free all day! All you have to do is to apply it evenly onto your hair and leave in on for the entire day.
(Retail price: S$11.90)






WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?! Head down to the nearest supermarket or personal care store to grab yours today! Also, check out their newly launched Mane Hero Facebook Game to win weekly attractive prizes!

Thursday, 10 September 2015

What being pro-Singapore means to me


Because I'm pro-Singapore, I see the need for an opposition - not any opposition, but a respectful and competent one, willing to stand up to hardship and persecution. Singapore, as any other country, needs an opposition. I always believe that one of the greatest challenges to a one-party government is groupthink. Critical evaluation of policies and decisions are compromised for the sake of harmony and conformity within the party. Yes, our decision-makers are highly educated top-notch elites. Nevertheless, they are still human - prone to errors and always having room for improvement. The rhetoric of the opposition, regardless of the quality of their proposed policies, incentivises the incumbent to check for errors and strengthen their existing policies. The presence of an opposition - the devil's advocate - is therefore healthy.

Because I'm pro-Singapore, I pray that the incumbent remains in power tomorrow. I cannot speak for the future but as for now, it doesn't seem like the country is ready for a new ruling party. As evident from rally attendance, social media statistics and ground sentiments, the tides have changed. The incumbent party is exponentially losing popularity while the opposition is gaining ground. I, myself, have witnessed and spoken to a handful of angry voters. No matter which constituency they are in, regardless of whether a robust opposition exists, they are bent on casting a protest vote against the incumbent. While I cannot sympathise with their disagreement on certain existing policies, I empathise with their desire for change. Nevertheless, I reserve my concerns lest the wrath of the public culminates in a poorly calculated outcome that warrants regret and anguish; an outcome that the populace is not ready to fully embrace. While there has been an increase in high-calibre opposition candidates, there still exists a great lack in potential leaders to govern this (as the late Mr Lee Kuan Yew would always reiterate) small and vulnerable island-state. The majority of the human resource that we need in order to survive, in order to thrive, currently lies in the incumbent. With our neighbouring countries watching us like a hawk, we cannot afford to (at any time) slacken the effectiveness of our policies. We need the aptitude of the incumbent, regardless of how unpopular they are, for tomorrow's Singapore. 

Because I'm pro-Singapore, I am optimistic about this General Election. While many are concerned about the quality of candidates making their debut in this election, I am appreciative of this diversity. Complaints about the younger generation (of both candidates and voters) are not uncommon - how we are irrational, impulsive, and unappreciative. While there may be some truth in these sweeping statements, the other side of the coin is that we, "irrational, impulsive and unappreciative" youngsters, are similarly passionate, fervent and radical. We might not always say what's (politically) right, but it doesn't mean that we are anti-establishment; it doesn't mean that we do not love our country. At a glance, the emergence of unconventional candidates (who ill-represent the bulk of us) may seem detrimental our society. However, when I take a step back, I learn to appreciate the bigger picture of a maturing society, gradually embracing diversity. Singapore is not, what the West accuses, sterile. Singaporeans, and Singaporean youths, are not apathetic. It is, I believe, a good sign.
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