As a boy, I used to visit the temple dedicated to the Goddess of Mercy on Waterloo Street regularly with my parents. During the very difficult years of the 1980s recession, we were even more regular. Till today, my dad would still visit regularly. Personally, I have not been to the temple in years. Today, I made use of the public holiday to visit the temple. I went through the usual routine of prayers and making a donation to the needy when I got there. A visit to the temple always sets my mind at ease, not because I think the Goddess of Mercy would make things right but because I would reflect on my life and realise that things are not too bad. Sometimes, life gets a bit choppy but we have to count our blessings. Remember to be humble and remember to help the less fortunate. As I was leaving ......