For me, it's a fun thing. Rather than belief, it's just a useful custom to have especially when one is bargaining for a good deal.
Then again, it was the good book that probably started it all. In the apocalyptic book of Revelations, the beast was given a number: 666. I first learned about this from the movie, The Omen, and it stayed with me.
Just last week though, without meaning to, I encountered on several occasions a far more positively associated number: 888. The first moment was somewhat intended. I was at an art gallery and was discussing the price. In fact we had already settled on a price when they wanted to reopen it. So I gave the "lucky" number, which was readily accepted being a Chinese :-)
Then, I had a car booked to the airport. A most gentle and helpful driver by the name of Ismeet (yes, I do bump into quite a number of such people doing this job) and the car he drove bore the number 888.
It's been a week of travel for me, first in Johannesburg, the London, and I didn't get to scroll through my Facebook account for the usual fix of social news. And lo and behold, there was an innocuous post of how Jesus translates to this magical number of 888. By the way, it's been said the number 666 spells Nero, the evil empiror of Rome who was hell bent on persecuting Christians.
Arriving back in Singapore, I went for my usual run at the usual park at the usual time and day while M was having her usual class. I've never clocked this distance but there it was: I ran exactly 8.88kms.
Whatever your proclivities, these conjunction of coincidental appearances of the magic number is indeed unusual, at least, or it could portend something special. Well, I kind of heard the news on Friday but only confirmed that officially on Sunday. J is getting the President Scholarship which is the ultimate recognition of his first 19 years well spent (16 in Singapore, to be precise).
So, maybe there is something in it, after all. Or maybe not. The key is to keep doing good, to do well.
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