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Does Pink Really Exist | Sheela Writes

Does Pink Really Exist?

Is Pink a made-up colour? Is it even real?   Or simply the act of wishful thinking, our brain blending red and violet wavelengths together to create the colour of many little girls’ birthday parties? And I’m not talking about the artiste once known as Alecia Moore. I’m also surmising that you’re somewhat bewildered by the title of this post since my covershot has absolutely no pink whatsoever in it. At all. Perhaps these subsequent images will be of some help. And while it’s perfectly true that no single wavelength of light appears pink, and that pink requires an amalgamation of both red as well as violet lights, does that equate a drummed-up, imaginary existence for what Pantone has coined as one of the two colours of 2016? I’m not so sure. Further food for thought: colour itself is merely an interpretation presented by our brain, meaning no other colour is really out there.  Colour is a sensation which arises in your head.  It’s how you interpret it then name it and, consequently, categorise it. …

Saving Mr Goh

Nine years ago, I received news that my Dad had suffered a cardiac arrest and needed a bypass. Or was it a stem implant. I don’t know. The details are fuzzy. My hands were shaking and I was at a complete loss. To fully appreciate the situation, you have to understand that this information was relayed via text and I was living in another country. I was also in a media van, chaperoning a client to the local telly station for an early morning business talkshow interview. Icing on the cake? The text ended with these words, “Just letting you know, don’t worry.” It was 6.35 in the morning. In retrospect, I now see that my mum was attempting to downplay the situation so I wouldn’t freak out but the way she broke the news to me? I went into hyperventilate mode instantly. I almost had a heart attack then and there. Pun fully intended. That night, we took the evening flight back home to see my Dad. After thoroughly smothering him with hugs and …


Maybe it’s the cold weather making me think of the tropics.  Of Sarawak, where I came from.  Or maybe I’m just feeling a wee bit nostalgic.  Whatever the case, here’s a picture of Sematan Beach, at sunset.  This is where my parents took my brother, J, and I for our version of Summer vacation when we were growing up.  Isn’t it beautiful? Is there something you miss from your childhood? A person? A particular place? Something to eat? Spill!!! Love, SG