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i read this on the newspaper and i find it really interestin and hilarous. Read it all and tell me wad u think.

If it hurts,
it's good for you

THE more bizzarre food is, the better it is for u. Whenever i ask an aunty at the hawker centre something like "What's this slimy white stuff that looks like fungus?" , the reply won't be the mysterious food's name, but rather, "Oh that is very good for your circulation!"

It seems to be that the more years it take your stomach to digest it, the better it is for your liver/bowel/love life.
So now whenever an aunty asks me how i am, I always reply "Fine, thank you" for fear of having to spend the next half an hour politely chewing fermented animal parts to remedy my complaint.

This is not a completely new mindset for me.

When it comes to exercise, i grew up believing in "no pain no gain". But it seems Singaporeans prefer to skip the exercise and go straight for the pain.

Suprisingly, the "pain is healthy" belief seems to be held strongest by the older generation.
I'm amazed when i see the same fragile senior citizen that I gave up my bus seat to walking barefoot across jaged rock pathways in our HDB estate.

If my visiting relatives are disappionted that they missed the spectacular Thaipusam rituals, I just direct them to use the daily 6am ritual on the foot reflexology path outside out flat, where the old folks line up like planes descending on Changi Airport.

But got all my mockery, when I headed to Chinatown for some real foot reflxology, it proved to be a very "healthy" experience. It started comfortably enough. I put my feet up and was greeted by a small, harmless-looking man with a hot towel for my feet.

But suddenly i felt like a sharp rock was being surgically implanted into my sole. The refloxologist smiled cheerfully, and said something about being a "beginner".

I didn't know if he was talking about my tender beginners' feet, or just saying that hte pain had only just begun.
The more i grimaced, the wider his grin. Each time my foot jolted and my face contorted, he would suddenly become serious and ask"You have back pain, is it?"

But at the end of it all, I must admit my feet felt great. And i am sure my kidneys are working better then ever too
But the ultimate pain of health luxury is traditional Malay massage. This experience taught me the meaning of "healthy" and also that it hurts to bend your leg backwards so your foot touches the back of your head.

Like most ang mohs, my limbs are not flexible. That's why it's genetically impossible for us to use squat toilets.
So i don't know who was in more pain - me or my masseur who broke into a sweat trying to stretch my legs

The poor masseur tried telling me to relax, but when i realised that he was going to do to head what he had just done to my legs, I was more in danger of fainting than relaxing.
I heard a crunch and suddenly I did feel more relaxed --- but it was from relief that my head was still on my shoulders.


(Copy righted from the new paper)



Woa , i typed this all out lookin at the newspaper. Hahas. Read and laugh... It's quite interesting, don't u think?