For Singapore, For my Family

A sudden sense of patriotism surge within me. To don the Number 4 uniform transformed me into someone else. The someone that has the responsibility to protect Singapore and her people. To many, national service is a chore, a burden and a waste of time. To find meaning in national service is to engage in a rentless self-pep talk. To believe in the cause, to believe in Protecting the Sovereignty of Singapore and the Well-being of everyone in her.

Its mine in-camp today. Although it was only a one day affair, the thought of it bound me to depression. The onerous weight was justified by the fact that I am a Singaporean guy. Its about the life and death of a nation and her people. Its about Wars and Sufferings. Its about enslavery and cessation of Sovereignty.

Its hard to fathom all that.

Going through the motion? "What a waste of time"? Serve and Freak-off (SAF)? Wayang?

I always believe in the responsibility, the cause and the implications.

Who will defend us?

I saw my army brethrens. They are still the same. From NSF, falcon company has matured to the current NSmen battalion, Alpha Company. Although it was a one day event, there are things that never change. The IPPT, the green uniform, black beret.....

Looking forth to the next ICT.........453 SAR.....KEBASI!!!!

"Training to be soldiers,
Fight for our land.
Once in a life,
Two years of our time.

Have you ever wondered,
Why must this be?
Because we love our land,
And we want it to be free, to be free, YA!

Looking all around us,
People everywhere,
Children having fun,
While we are holding guns.

Have you ever wondered,
Why must this be?
Because we love our land,
And we want it to be free, to be free, YA!

Stand up,
Be on your guard.
Come on everybody,
Do your part.

Do it for our nation,
Do it for our Singapore, YA!"