life is ever so fragile...
i'm willing to bet with my life
because i will always know the outsome of the bet
it's either I win or I lose.

Have you ever wonder how fragile life is? Has it been always a part of your illusion that life is strong?

Over the weeks, stories had been heard about the foreman who take a bet of life and risk the danger of death to save his worker during the cave-in of Nicoll Highway. Knowing that the whole place is dangerous, why did the foreman risk his life to save a another person's life? And what's more to a foreign worker? Hasn't it always been on our mind that Singaporeans are more superior? Singaporean's life is definately worth more than a foreign worker's life? Why did he use an "expensive" life to bet on such a "cheap" life?

Knowing that he still have got a family to feed, a household to upkeep. This bet is one-sided. However, chances are slim, probability is small. He went ahead to take the risk. At the end of the day, he lost his life and body can't be found. But he earned back a reputation, a legacy.

My conclusion is that. No matter what door you reach, take the risk and open the door. It could be a monster on the other side or could be a pot of gold. But you won't know the outcome unless you open it.