Seated on the 28th floor in the AIA central building in HK central, I have a perfect view of Kowloon. To my left is the tallest building in HK, the IFC (international financial centre). I have a perfect view of the victoria harbour, its an overcasting day and the entire HK looks extremely gloomy. I worked as an Associate director previously for an investment bank and now i am an Assistant vice president for a private bank.
I used to think that i am where i am because of my own hardwork. Sure, dad and mom did sold their flat to send me overseas for my degree, but i have been providing for them through my monthly contributions. this has a scientific chinese term called 忘恩负义which literally means forgetting the benefactor and abandoning righteousness. Without the initial investment from mom and dad, i could still be owing a financial institution monthly installments and intersts to pay, mom and dad did not ask me for any interests, did not even urge me to pay anything.
In his last days, dad did not even raise this to me even though he must have been utterly disappointed with me. Why does he have to be so good to me? why can't he protect himself from monsters like me?
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