六合彩夢 Mark Six Dream
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As no one won Mark Six [Hong Kong's lottery] the other night. Friday night's Mark Six jackpot is expected reach HK$100 million -- the highest in history. And despite of the painful lesson we learnt from Tuesday night -- we pooled HK$1,000 and eventually we only won HK$40 -- today everyone in the office was still very keen on the game, chipping in money for Friday's jackpot. We are determined to win!
Silly as I might sound, I still happily chipped in another HK$50. I imagine, if we win that HK$100 million, I should have a share of a few million dollars. What would I do? Hmm...instantly I would take the money to a real estate agent to buy a flat. I'm not greedy. I don't need those so-called luxurious apartments. Just an old one on Caine Road with a size of about 500 sq ft would be good enough. If I can afford it, a flat on Robinson Road would be even better.
Surfing Facebook, I realise that almost all friends wish to use the jackpot money to buy a flat. It looks like the only dream that Hong Kong people have is buying a flat, taking advantage in the stock market, and...buying a flat. Another one maybe.
Suddenly I feel that I'm seriously pathetic. When did buying a flat become my only dream? With so much money all of a sudden, why can't I make the most of it and do things that I've been dreaming of doing? I can use the money to start up an arts and culture magazine; I can study abroad, which has been a dream of mine since childhood; I could even stage my own solo concert at the Coliseum and release a music album so that I can become a pop star - even just for once! I could also use the money to publish books for myself, or even stage an exhibition to showcase my paintings. Even more so, I can pay a beauty parlour to make myself look prettier!
But prices of properties have become so high that they are waaaaaaay out of reach for any ordinary Hongkonger living on a humble salary. We can't even find ourselves a comfortable home -- one of the most basic human needs in a highly developed city, buying a flat naturally becomes our dream -- an unattainable one. Publish your own magazine? Become a pop star? Yea, dream on!
So in the end, what's the point of winning that HK$100 million? The jackpot will eventually go to the pockets of those filthy rich property developers anyway.
In Chinese, I'd say that our dreams have been raped by those property developers, so much so that there's nothing left in our souls. It might not make sense in English, so let's just say those property developers have robbed our dreams from day one.