Tributes to Mr Lee Kuan Yew


Mr Lee legacy will live on in SG and oversea

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India has declared a day of national mourning as a mark of respect to the late Mr Lee Kuan Yew. National flag will be flown at half-mast throughout the country and there will be no official entertainment on Sunday. Prime Minister Narendra Modi will be in Singapore on that day for Mr Lee's state funeral.

Modi is a big fan of Mr Lee :)
 

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India has declared a day of national mourning as a mark of respect to the late Mr Lee Kuan Yew. National flag will be flown at half-mast throughout the country and there will be no official entertainment on Sunday. Prime Minister Narendra Modi will be in Singapore on that day for Mr Lee's state funeral.

Modi is a big fan of Mr Lee :)

I have use a similar coconut leaf broom like that to sweep my old home with a garden and when in the riot Police compound in my NS days. You can tell alot by a person using it. Someone who has done it often enough and some one who never and you can tell by the way they hold it and use it. Mr Lee does look the part of someone who has done his share of this.
 

I saw this in FB so I re-post here

李氏一代贤
光荣入土安
耀绩留百世
先苦后留芳
生平忧狮城
一生为人民
路途不平坦
走遍全世界
好评如雷耳
了無牵挂去
Vertically it reads
李光耀先生一路走好了

再说永別不容易
见了心酸眼泪流
了別红尘众民哭
李氏一生为邦国
光用双手建家园
耀眼之时终到尽
先人种树后人享
生尽名留后人仰.

Vertical its reads Good bye Mr Lee :(
 

10 hrs of queuing?
The biggest "wayang" ever?
Or is it herd instinct/behaviour? The typical Singaporean kiasu mentality?
Whatever it is, to the outside world, Singaporeans have demonstrated solidarity.
 

10 hrs of queuing?
The biggest "wayang" ever?
Or is it herd instinct/behaviour? The typical Singaporean kiasu mentality?
Whatever it is, to the outside world, Singaporeans have demonstrated solidarity.

Pls don't make idiotic remarks .. and be respectful of others.

Didn't the school or your family taught you ?

When your turn comes, do you think it's wayang or kaisu ?
 

Pls don't make idiotic remarks .. and be respectful of others.

Didn't the school or your family taught you ?

When your turn comes, do you think it's wayang or kaisu ?

Well said
 

Pls don't make idiotic remarks .. and be respectful of others.

Didn't the school or your family taught you ?

When your turn comes, do you think it's wayang or kaisu ?

shierwin said:
Well said



I believe both of you misread his intentions... Notice the '?' at the end of the 'offensive' sentence...
 

I believe what can100D was trying to say is, "Whatever anyone thinks, this has shown that we are united as Singaporeans in our grief."
 

My apologies if I am mistaken for his wording.
 

Came across this , found it quite meaningful amongst all the hundreds of posts so sharing it here.

By Yvonne Ng

This is Singapore.
We check online for the estimated queue time. We whatsapp our friends and update our Facebook on the unbelievable queue duration. We complain about how long the queues are. We grumble about the scorching sun and the endless sweating. We feel frustrated by not being able to find the start of the queue, not being able to see the end of the queue. We hear about people who start queuing at 3am or 4am and wonder: "these people no need to sleep meh?"

But

We don't mind queuing, even if the website says 8 hours, or even 10 hours. We queue in an orderly and patient manner. We say "thank you" to the abundant supply of mineral water, yogurt drinks and fruit juices. We share umbrellas with strangers. We help to clear the path for the wheel chaired bound. We smile at the efficient officers on duty, always ready to give a hand. We shake the hands of the Ministers and MPs who are there to say "thank you", and feel there is really nothing to thank us for. We do not mind even if we can only file past the coffin, with only a few seconds to bow, salute or say a silent prayer, after queuing for hours. We leave Parliament House, with a tinge of sadness, yet feeling glad that we came.

Some of us queue because we feel the need to pay our last respect to such a great man. Some of us queue because "everyone is doing it". Some of us just want to be part of history. Some of us feel the loss of Mr Lee, as painful as the loss of our own loved ones. Some of us did not really know of Mr Lee's contributions until the last few days. Some of us still don't fully understand some of the impact of his legacy. Some of us have never imagined we would tear at the TV news, documentaries, news reports, YouTube videos or even reading Facebook feeds while in the MRT, at a man most of us have never met.

Some of us have never thought about what Mr Lee had done. Some of us never bothered reading up on him or took any interest before in Singapore’s history. Some of us have never felt like we really admire him. Some of us will never fully understand the extent of his contributions for Singapore, especially on the international front. Some of us are skeptical about equating Singapore's success to just one man's vision or contribution, and wonder how the other old guards or their families would feel.

Some of us are simply amazed at how Singapore had produced such a man, and in another sense, how this man had produced Singapore. Some of us never thought we would say "I love you" to him or a "thank you", or even shed tears for him. Some of us feel compelled to be in black or white or dull colours at this period, even if we are not going to queue. Some of us pen our condolences messages in English, some in Chinese, Malay or Tamil, some in a mixture of these languages, which some say is a result of the bilingual policy. Some of us grow up reading online about some of the most controversial things he had done.

Some of us grow up with the notion that being critical of government policies, the *** or Mr Lee, shows that we have a mind of our own. Some of us can only remember him as an authoritative man who stands no nonsense, and that one has to be careful about what you say or write of him, or risk receiving a lawyer’s letter. Some of us, for our whole life, stand in fear of this man. Some of us are filled with indescribable awe. Some of us have always take the progress and success of Singapore for granted.

Some of us hear talks about the post-LKY era for the longest time. Some of us anticipate when would be the time that "lao Lee" would be gone. Some of us thought "freedom" would ensue when such a time came. Some of us don't really know what "freedom" we are talking about. Some of us feel conflicted at a time like this, some of us don’t know what or how to feel.

Some of us are *** supporters, some of us are opposition supporters, some of us don't even care about politics. Some of us, despite the political differences, just want to shut off the online detractors, at a time like this. Some of us feel that a dead man, or any dead man for that matter, should be treated with due respect during the mourning period, and whatever else can wait. Some of us know we will never see another man like this, in Singapore’s history, and that leaves a profound sense of loss, grief and emptiness.

Some of us know life will go on, as practical Singaporeans, something has changed, but nothing has also changed. Some of us wonder if the current political holders are as dedicated or care as much about Singapore as Mr Lee did. Some of us wonder what instructions were left in the red box on 4 Feb 2015 before Mr Lee was admitted to SGH till his deathbed. Some of us wonder whether we ourselves have such a “red box” tucked somewhere within us, in our hearts. Some of us are inspired and wonder what we can do for Singapore, as a citizen, in whatever small measure. Some of us still cannot imagine that he is gone.

Mostly, we are impressed beyond words, by our fellow countrymen who came and bond together, and the unspoken heroes who provided drinks, cakes, bread, flowers and more along the queues. We are amazed by the quiet queues that just kept forming, and the quiet resilience displayed through a simple action like this. We are impressed by the seemingly seamless arrangements made by the authorities, and the amount of work and sleepless nights for those on duty.

We are touched by the love, care, respect and the wonderful "Singapore Spirit" displayed by Singaporeans, in this difficult time. A spirit we never really knew existed until now.

We did not practise this, nor did we choreograph this. It is just so simply...Singapore.

We have always been searching and asking about the Singaporean identity. This is it.

Fifty years ago, a man brought us together as one united people.
Fifty years later, he brought us together again, and we stand united as a nation.

This is Singapore.
This is Home.
And I am so proud of being a part of it.
Fruits for thought...
 

Now that was well said...

Thank you. For sharing with all of us.
 

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Hear hear....


On our 3rd National Day parade in 68... the weather was as now... rain rain and more rain. Yet the nation stick together for the parade and not many ran away... so it seems that after nearly 50yrs... the people once again gather under bad weather to send Mr Lee off...

My respect to those who waited in the Rain for Mr Lee....
 

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Not many waver. Then the hardest part of the stormy downpour hit. Instead I see people with flag resting against their body to the wind constantly adjusting it to ensure the flag was properly shown when the founding Father comes along.
 

Nice shot sammy
 

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Not many waver. Then the hardest part of the stormy downpour hit. Instead I see people with flag resting against their body to the wind constantly adjusting it to ensure the flag was properly shown when the founding Father comes along.


Very good shot... :thumbsup:
 

Anyways, I don't think there is anything wrong in passing comment on the deceased, or that being dead renders you immune to criticism. I'm sure we can think of a number of names that will stink in history without me going into specific examples. It's just that it's rather bad form to do when it's a period of mourning. I'm pretty sure that Mr Lee Kuan Yew would not have minded, if you take a look at his quote below.

Here's my tribute:

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It's been a solemn week or so since I woke up on the morning of the 23rd and saw the news. It was just a routine check of Facebook but there was nothing routine about the week since.

Martin Luther King Jr once said that "the ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy". I would think that by that measure Mr Lee Kuan Yew would have performed remarkably well. The Singapore that we know today is a testament to the work that he and the founding generation have put in collectively.

But past it all, a man should not just be measured by the big things he has accomplished, but also the small things. By all accounts, this was an upright man who pursued nothing less than perfection - not just of others' work, but of his own as well. He was a dedicated husband, a caring father and grandfather, and managed to be all of that despite putting in so much into building the nation. These are aspects that we can all appreciate and learn from.

This week was a week of mourning and grief. But it was also a week of love and unity, as we Singaporeans (and many others as well) reflected and came to terms with the reality of the passing of a giant. While I was not able to pay my respects at Parliament House, it was invigorating to see all of us come together as one and watch out for each other, the way it should be.

I thought of finding a place in Singapore which could be linked to him. There were so many options, in all honesty - the sparkling skyline, the layers of public housing, the many parks that are scattered throughout the island - we could draw a link to nearly everything we see around us today. Then I recalled the story of Marina Barrage - how the challenge of cleaning up the Singapore River was a preamble to his vision of damming up its mouth. Earlier this week, it was recounted that he would drop in regularly on Sunday evenings during the period after the Barrage was opened.

I made a visit there this evening at sunset with my wife. The place was filled with people, young and old alike, some just sitting around chatting, some flying their kites, some taking a run. As we watched the sun set, I thought of a quote from "LKY: The Man & His Ideas", one of the first few books about him that I had revisited recently. He was responding to a question as to whether he would live life differently if he could do it all over again:

"Among those of my generation, very few are alive, very few have been as fortunate as I have been, very few have taken the risks I have taken and survived. Why do I want to live my life all over again?

A golf pro once demonstrated a trick shot. He took an egg, put it on a tee and he took a sand wedge. And he said, "I'll hit that tee, snap it, and the egg will drop on the grass unbroken." And he did it. He snapped a tall wooden tee and the egg dropped down unbroken. I wanted to see how actually it was done. I thought he turned the blade, so the blade snapped the tee, and did not touch the egg. So I said, "Do that again." He said, "No, I may not be as lucky the second time."

I think I will give you that answer. I may not be as lucky a second time in so many things... All I can say is, I did my best. This was the job I undertook, I did my best and I could not have done more in the circumstances. What people think of it, I have to leave to them. It is of no great consequence. What is of consequence is, I did my best."

Thank you for hitting the tee, Sir. And goodbye.