Tiarnan of the smile

Tiarnan has a wonderful smile - all angelic and endearing - but that is not the true wonder. The true wonder is that he finds so many reasons to smile.

This morning for instance. I woke to find him awake and sitting between us, looking at me. He gave me his big, funny smile - but said nothing. He was happy to share this waking moment with me. His smile has its own character: it is a broad smile, showing his teeth and his nose wrinkles when he does it. It makes him look very cute - and handsome. He just looked up at me, unmoving, then looked at his mother, still asleep. He began to watch her sleep. Then, as if on cue, her eyes opened and the first thing she saw was Tiarnan, looking down on her. He gave her his biggest of smiles and bounced excitedly on the bed, at having caught her awaken. He then looked from one of us to the other very content simply to share the early morning moment, of his parents waking.

I don't know what he was thinking - but he seemed so happy - and that happiness made us happy too.

Sometimes I don't know how I was ever content before I became a Daddy.

Thank you Tiarnan.

Singapore shopping with a smile

It is strange how often strangers smile at us, now. Strange - but good.

Yesterday, I went shopping with my wife Syahidah - there is a tale to tell about that, which I shall another time, but for now I would like to focus on the smiles.

We went to an arts supply shop, Art Friend, in Orchard - they have several branches throughout Singapore - and there we asked an assistant about materials. The lady couldn't have been more helpful, leading us to where the pastels were located, even getting us a box to put them in. She told the cashier how to charge us (differently owing to our special request) and made sure we got everything we wanted. She was the second assistant to help us in that shop. The other - a young man - had explained which materials to use with which supplies and shown us where each were located.

I don't know if it was just a lucky day but the service seemed better than average, that day. I had the uncanny feeling they knew of us, already.

(The art materials were for my wife, for, as you may know if you are a regular reader, she is an artist - like her brother, Hafiz. She does portraits, in a unique style; he does abstracts.)

The same thing happened in a toy shop. The assistant was very keen to help; very keen to show us where everything was - and after we settled the bill, she looked directly at me and gave me the biggest of smiles. I am not used to that - big smiles being thrown in my direction - but I must say it is pleasant to be on the receiving end.

Everywhere we went; we were bathed in this warmth. It was not from all people - but enough seemed to know us and respond to us positively to make the feeling of the city warmer than it had been, more welcoming.

This warm welcome says something good about Singapore and Singaporeans. It says that Singapore does not begrudge its gifted - in a very real way, they are welcomed. At least if our experience is anything to go by. In this manner, I see that Singapore has a bright future - for here if, again, our experience is typical - the bright may be allowed to shine and in shining, make the whole society shine. Perhaps that is why they call it a "meritocracy" - and promote meritocratic principles throughout the society. Perhaps the smiles we are receiving are a symptom of the adoption of a meritocratic outlook.

I think it will do Singapore a lot of good to maintain such an outlook - and such a set of principles. It is an outlook and a way of living on which a great city may be built, in time.