{"id":241,"date":"2007-08-17T16:49:00","date_gmt":"2007-08-17T16:49:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/laimayleng.com\/blog\/?p=241"},"modified":"2007-08-17T16:49:00","modified_gmt":"2007-08-17T16:49:00","slug":"youth","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.laimayleng.com\/blog\/youth\/","title":{"rendered":"Youth"},"content":{"rendered":"
“Miss, IC please” instructed the bouncer. I stared blankly at him, puzzled and felt rather insulted, at the edge of my twilight years, reaching the big 30, in 2 years time, this muscular, stern man demands for my identification. I was outraged, so I replied rather defensively. “Are you sure you want to check my identification ? I am very old ler.” “This is a strict bar, I’m sorry. I need to check your ID” he humbly replied.<\/p>\n

The queue was getting longer and I was creating an obvious bottle neck. Without further a due, I took out my wallet, dug out my ill looking identification card and reluctantly handed it to him. He took a good look at my photograph and blink at me, in contempt and said “You and I same age la. Enjoy the night, YOUNG LADY”. He snickered away.<\/p>\n

It must have been at least ten years ago I last partied in a bar\/disco till wee morning hours. I didn’t think I could afford a night like that. Age is just a number. Yes, I know. I can’t help feeling paranoid, especially when you walk down the bar and you see plenty of hot, young girls out there. Fortunately, I have friends who uplift my spirit with their kind, generous compliments, “May Leng, you look so young. You look like a student yourself!”. Sincere or merely humble words of comfort ? Does it matter ? I am thankful that I am reminded of my youth. Yet, another thoughtful reminder from “The One Above” via a book I’m currently reading;<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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<\/a> Me, standing proud at 28<\/p>\n

Anyone who stops learning is old, whether at twenty or eighty. Anyone who keeps learning stays young. The greatest thing in life is to keep your mind young.<\/em> <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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