Saturday, August 2

Bad day, good night.

SSI Wak Anip(my uncle-policeidol-rolemodel-inspiration) once told me that everytime he dons the blue uniform to become the Azure warrior, he always says a prayer or two to see him thru a good day. I found that quite strange when I came to division, i mean, what would a Coast Guard Watch Officer have to worry about during the worktime right? I mean, Davy Jones doesn't appear everyday...right?

I didn't quite get what he meant. For when you are the Azure, you become an avatar of justice, a symbol of hope, and strike fear into criminals' minds. Its an overwhelming surge of strength that you embrace, you become.

But what we cannot fully understand is that, sometimes, just sometimes, you become a bringer of death. And you are powerless to change it. That is the law, that is our nature as man.

Sure you've made a good arrest, sure you've saved countless lives. But how would you feel if you knew that you were bringing someone to his death. That is something, even seasoned officers with MANY MANY years of service would have problems with.

That is the law.

On the lighter side, the day looks a little bit brighter when the prettiest girl in station from another team, who has absolutely NO links to you, waves, smiles and says "Hi!" so excitedly upon seeing you and actually recognizes you. And when that oh-so-cute TP corporal girl thinks you're good looking and aww-soooo-sweet, even when you know wtf i look like crap today. And when you hear your voice over the PR set and old friends sms you and say they heard your name broadcasted for all of Singapore's Azuressss.

You feel, like a rockstar bebeh. A rockstar. And the best part is, you didn't even try. You didn't dress up, change yourself 180*, you didn't go to a bar, or created a new self-image.

Life's simple pleasures. Maybe it'd take away some of the pain that you deal out and take in.