If it isn’t hot, don’t call it a chilli

Am I the only person who thinks our local chilli isn’t hot any longer?

I don’t have a high tolerance for chilli. And for many years – even till when I started working, I found that chilli could make me cry.

Yes, the ordinary chilli you buy from the wet market – it has no name, just chilli – and you pay like 20 cents for a few chillies. Now, you’d have to pay a dollar for the same amount.

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A progress report

I can’t believe how long it’s been since I’ve written in my blog. I don’t know how people blog about their lives every few minutes or hours. Why is it that they have so much happening in their lives that is worth telling everyone about and I don’t?

Well, just because I’ve not written anything doesn’t mean life’s stopped for me.

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