After yesterday's heavy thunderstorm and rain, which I slept through without realizing it, the skies were clear as crystal, just as they were in the days of the past. The haze that enveloped Malaysia and several other neighbouring countries, which started in Indonesia and Kalimantan, had disappeared magically. I pray that it stays away forever. I took my grandchildren to the neighbourhood field and neighbouring park. I realize that we need the bad to make us appreciate the good in all things and matters. To a dying man, the last breath is the most precious and valued thing. He would give anything to prolong it. At other times, we waste it on other insignificant matters. I have come to terms with the good, the bad, and the ugly now. We need the opposites. Everything exists to teach us these values and adopt them in our lives.
