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In 2008, I quit my corporate job. I had no clear plan and did not know what I would do next. So I prayed and looked for opportunities. While reading the classified advertisements in the newspaper, I noticed a problem. Advertisers were paying $45 a day for three lines of
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As told by Li PL As the sun began to set, I made my way to my favourite marble table beneath a large tree on the university campus. The evening breeze stirred the leaves as students hurried past with backpacks slung over their shoulders, each chasing a future they hoped
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When I was a student, the place that shaped me most was the library. After school, I would head straight to Toa Payoh Library and stay until closing time. It became my second home. The library was a treasure house of knowledge where I sat at the feet of the
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A poor African woman appealed online for help with her hospital bills. 119 people replied, "Praying for you." If each had donated just $2, they could have become the answer to the very prayer they offered.
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Near Simei MRT, I noticed a young woman, perhaps twenty-five years old, walking briskly towards the station. She held a laptop in one hand while the other hand kept typing, determined not to waste a single minute. Around her, dozens of commuters hurried past, each absorbed in their own
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For most of my working life, I was always in a hurry. Every morning, I rushed to work. Every evening, I returned home tired. There was hardly time to stand and stare. The world around me became nothing more than a blur. Then I attended a mobile photography class. I
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As I approach my seventies, I am increasingly aware that one day I will leave this world empty-handed. That realization has made me a minimalist. I am emotionally detached from most of my possessions. If necessary, I can pack my belongings into a backpack and leave at a moment&
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One of the people who influenced my life in the field of personal development was Tony Robbins. His book Awaken the Giant Within inspired me to think bigger and take massive action. I remember him saying that while many speakers spoke once a month, he spoke every night. He believed
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I stood outside the ballet school and watched the girls dance through the glass window. They looked so happy and graceful that I wished I was dancing with them. I read the enrolment poster again and quietly promised myself that one day I would join the class. Maybe it would
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My father was the quietest person in the house. Most of the time, he spoke only to my mother. Whenever we ate chicken, he would choose the neck, legs, and backside. He always said those were his favorite parts. Whenever there was a drumstick, he never took it. It always
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I am not sure whether it was a misunderstanding. He often invited me for meals and enjoyed discussing business ideas with me because I knew more about the subject than he did. I spent many hours sharing what I knew, freely and gladly. One day, I asked him if he
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One day my friend disappeared. No goodbye. No explanation. No trace. At first, I thought she was simply taking a break from social media. I knew she had struggled with depression before, so I gave her the time and space I thought she needed. Weeks turned into months. Then months