Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Of 4D and a million ringgit

I bought RM8 worth of lottery tickets in Beaufort, my hometown while going back to visit my parents on a weekend. My bet was a 4D , and 6D Toto (my first time), the 6D being a combination of numbers made up of the birth dates of my siblings and myself. I sheepishly asked the lady at the counter whether that was how I should arrange the numbers, to which she nodded in an unperturbed manner, while an elder Chinese man behind me glanced over my shoulder with somewhat a look of slight amusement on his face.

I have been placing bets on these lottery tickets on some weekends these days. Without luck of course. I remember my first and only win dated way back in the 90s where I bought two tickets upon spotting the number atop the bus on which Keanu Reeves was on while trying to save a group of hostages inside a city bus which contained a time bomb set by a terrorist, in the movie SPEED. In 1994 to be exact.

I can still remember the thrills and excitement of watching the movie with a friend. How I adored Keanu Reeve (and still do!) and Sandra Bullock then after watching them for the first time on screen.




But time wisely executes its own SPEED while the majority of us are toiling away in obscurity, dealing with LIFE’S various issues , events big or small , without even pausing to look back to where we are.

And if we ever decide to make a little effort to really pause, that previously unnoticed fact in an instance immerses to stare right back at us with glaring intensity .

Of the swiftness with which time moves.

I digress.

The fact that lottery outlets have throngs of people lining up everyday willing to spare their hard-earned cash to bet have undisputedly testified to us of its charm to entice us into believing that we all have the opportunity, however thin it is, to strike it rich.

Because we never want to lose hope that one fine day luck will finally find us, and the winnings will undoubtedly help us alleviate whatever financial troubles that we are experiencing at that particular time.

Perhaps to redeem our lost pride of so frequently having to tread behind the shadows of success and opportunity, which often times elude us, yet granted amply upon others.

Or to help us pursue whatever dreams that we may not be able to realize due to monetary constraints, in addition to nestling in the lap of luxuries and live the life we desire.

But even though the odds of winning is as slim as the possibility of finding a lost needle beneath the deep ocean, it does not stop us to continue betting, hoping against all odds that one day, the angel of good luck will indeed pay us a visit.

Even though hope and dreams are like that mischievous little child often times hiding behind the veil of distorted reality.

Now, if only I can win a million ringgit. Sigh.

But I will continue to bet .

Just because one fine day in 1994 a dear young me had had the taste of winning RM180in lottery tickets, which in that moment made her feel like a million ringgit! ^__^

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