A picture paints a thousand words

A picture is worth a thousand words. This safe (see photo below) has been through a lot. I am amazed that people actually place value on their possessions from such a long way back, so much so that they had to “build” a safe to keep their valuables safe. I mean, what kind of items did our predecessors own that makes it of so much value? I guess these items are probably what we consider everyday items in this present society, like kettles, rice, sugar, flour etc. I know for a fact that during the World War, food and water was scarce. When rice and sugar and oil were made available, there would be utter chaos because of the high volume of hungry people. Well, as the saying goes… A hungry man is an angry man! You bet it! So the safe was “invented” to keep items which are of utmost importance safe and secure. Reminds me of the bank – we keep our money safe in the banks away from robbers.

Brings me to another topic – what defines safe? Is a safe really safe? We keep our possessions in a box thinking that it will remain safe. But what if a safe isn’t safe after all? What if someone was able to break the box open and take away all our valuables? Nothing is safe anywhere. I live in a country where strict rules apply. Chewing gum is illegal. Eating and drinking is not allowed on train stations and inside the trains. Rioting and racial discrimination is absolutely not tolerated. Guns and weapons are forbidden for sale to the ordinary citizen. Such weapons are strictly restricted for military use only. This allows me the freedom to be able to walk the streets at night without the fear of being raped or kidnapped. I am fortunate and blessed to live in Singapore. In other countries, like India, women are not so fortunate. In India where it is a male-dominated society, females are not allowed to drive, or walk freely. They are restricted to doing housework and being a housewife. Education is not extended to girls and as a result, young girls often fall prey to drug dealers etc and end up working in brothels as prostitutes. I really am thankful for being able to go to school and learn despite being a female. Yes, I am blessed with an education and given the chance, I will stand up for education rights for young girls who are denied the chance to learn.

Sometimes, my friends complain about the lack of freedom in Singapore. I say, I enjoy the strict regulations and laws because it allows me to do my own things without any worries or fear. I don’t have to fear about being shot or mugged because it’s against the law. In fact, I’ve never heard of the word “mugged” before until my American friend told me he was mugged, I went, “What does that mean?” And he had to explain the concept to me which I found really intriging. Well, different societies different cultures.

Image credit: “safe” – © 2007 Paul Keller – made available under Attribution 2.0 Generic