Introduction to this blog

Here is a brief introduction to this blog. Last week, I was reading the newspaper and came across a shocking, unhappy article. But it was also poignant (Evoking a keen sense of sadness or regret)  - just last month I have been to this wonderful city called Seoul in South Korea.

The newspaper article that started this blog

Here is the article above.
Korea is such an advanced country. Why and who are these 43 lives, each day leaving on a one way direction. I just saw the efficient system. I love the public transport. 1000 Won (1 USD or 3 ringgit) will take you almost anywhere in the city. Fast, efficient, ample of seats. Spacious. Clean. Good signs in English, Korean, Chinese and Japanese. The subway is that remarkable.

The food amazing. Even food from the convenience store is excellent. For 1500 Won, we can have a kimbap. For 2500 Won, there are usually some rice set meal with morsels of meat, bulgogi, vegetables, kimchi and sometimes even a free drink.

Here I empathise with these people who left the system and ejected into the place where there is no space and time. Life is tough. Many challenges. More empathy. Wait. Sometimes I felt very severely down too. Life is meaningless. The money is meaningless, couldn't buy what we wanted. The job is hitting nowhere. The ankles are in pain. Nobody understands me. Nobody wants to be my friend. They always misunderstand me. I even misunderstand myself. I feel ashamed. My wallet was stolen from me when I was 10 years old. My best friend borrowed huge amount of money and never returned, and even when he had money after his down time. So hurtful. Another friend whom I helped for years and we made some partnership for some business then absconded with the whole business structure, leaving me out, no place to sell my stuff. Cheated, sad, disappointed. Another friend did almost the same with the money.

Problems. Many more. Some bigger than others. Some might not be so big. But it is heavy. Some problems can be solved. Some return and make you feel worthless. I have been through that. And still do.

I liked Seoul. I like the food. I want to learn some Korean language.

Then this article came as a big surprise - there are 43 people who cannot take it anymore each day. I want to know you. Hello I can't speak Korean, but I remember "yobuseyo" from some website. It is "hello" in Korean language, when they greet someone on the phone. I am calling you now.

This is not going to be sad, angry, guilty, kind of question. I want it to be funny too. Wouldn't you want to say hello back? If life is going to be a final destination that is beyond the bridge called Mapo Bridge, what if I say that I lived near Mapo Bridge before? What do I mean?

So can you teach me Korean language and I will tell you my secret? Just a hello-bridge.