Incredible Tales 1

All Singaporean boys must go through National Service to become man.

Rifleman, Guardsman, Storeman, you name it. Not forgetting being a real man - grown up 'rifle with black camouflage all around'.

And man, including and especially woman, are creatures masked in thick camouflage, sometimes black-er than the black camouflage cream we have available in the stores. You can never see through a person.

So 'once upon a time', there was this particular new recruit, who would search his locker everyday after training. Whatever he was finding no one knew, simply because he himself did not know what he was looking for

This, would of course not be something a normal person would do.

In the end he was recommended to see a psychologist, whom later diagnosed the former with some mental illness which put him out of
National Service.

On the day he returned his 11B (another IC which NSmen exchange for with their pink IC and would hold on to during their NS life) for his pink IC, the company's officer was with him. This marked the end of his NS life. And upon receving the pink card, he held the card and said to his officer...

Sir, this is what I have been looking for.