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Wednesday, 11 November 2009

  • 16 sleeps away

    ...and we will be united as one, technically and officially.

    Yesterday, I had a very frightening experience. I was standing less than 100metres away, separately by a medium size dried up drain watching helplessly while my heart pounds away and prayed anxiously for Him to intervene. He did. The aboriginal walked way, and him unharmed. Shocked and alarmed I frantically tried to locate my cell phone in my handbag. Darn the messy handbag filled up with junks as usual, I could not feel the cold thin metal I was looking for. Honestly, I would not know what to do or who to call that would stop the horrible image that could possibly happened. Nothing will be in time, to prevent him harm. I hated that feeling. With my guts and all my strength. The feeling that I was so small, fragile, and unable.

    Later that night while driving home alone, still shakened by what I saw I rehearsed the many ways of telling him to get wise next time. I cried out, and yet without a noise made while I drove home. Tears forming right now while I type this, still angry that it could happened that way. Thank God it didn't. But how many times would we as human need to be wise about our future actions. We proud human thinking we are so powerful and able. Yet when face with another that will not reason nor care, we could only pray the only prayer and wait for the divine intervention. Sometimes that will not happened for a reason. Intervene or not, there are still the consequences to bear and live with for the rest of our lives. Oh how I struggle to keep my emotions everytime I think of it. The same panicky feelings I had, when I stood there so close to him and yet felt so faraway from able to help him if anything did happened. Allow me to say, how I hate this feeling.

Thursday, 29 October 2009

  • Single Lady (30 days and counting down)

    Ok....just because the blog title is Beyonce's song name does not mean I listen to her...I don't listen to anyone in particular generally...

    So, exactly 1 month to go and Goodbye Singledom....I thought I will "try" to blog on what comes to my mind in these 30 days.

    Yesterday, we went to the movies to watch "the box" starring Cameron Diaz. Courtesy of Keng's "free movie tickets" that he needs to pay to win. Didn't ask him what he meant, but anyway. The movie is about a family, receiving a special box as a gift to them from a total stranger. If they choose, to press on the button on the box, they will receive instant 1 million dollars, tax free. And, someone else that are a total stranger to them, will die. The whole movie was not about the dilemma of pushing or not, and quite early in the movie, they showed Diaz pressing on the button, and of course receiving the money. Not going to tell the whole story here.

    The theme that I got (but my friends do not seem to get) from the movie is all about altruism. The interpretation of altruism in this movie, is how human can or cannot sacrifice themselve, to avoid inflict harm on another. In other words, can we choose to do the right thing when the harm or the negative impact is not visible to us. The catch in this movie, and was only told to Diaz after she pressed the button is, the box will be taken back and re-program again before presenting to another couple that is totally stranger to them. Did you catch the drift? Totally stranger to them. That means, they could be the next one dying!

    There are always the consequences that follows each of our choices we made. Can we withhold an action? Can we make the right choice? Are we able to resist evil? All in all, I enjoyed the movie. It's not your typical action movie or some big production sci-fi like Star Wars. That's probably why I like it. Minus the "commercial effect" some big cast big production has, this movie seems more meaningful and thought provoking.

Thursday, 24 September 2009

Thursday, 17 September 2009

  • Home Sickness

    T'was just the other day when I noticed I have not felt the heart wrenching pain as often as I did before. Today, I think it got back to me. There are certain times in the month where I find myself missing Mum and Dad more than the other times. Hormonal. The other times, is probably when things aren't going that well, when I needed the comfort the presence from my family. In many ways, I feel like young child. Always wanting to go out and explore the slides and the swings on the playground, but also needing to know that my parents are just there at the corner watching me, safeguarding me. In reality, I find that they have grown older. I felt that I should be the one that needs to be their safety net, safeguarding them from any accidents. This is probably one of the reasons I didn't go home.  Ironic but true. I am always proud for who I am and where I came from, but never am I proud for what happened there. "Who knows what will happen? I have to secure some alternatives for everyone if the unfortunate happens". And therefore, I have endureth many years of home sickness.

    It wasn't that bad after Tim came into my life. He has always been there whenever I was no longer able to keep it in silently. I thank God that Tim is here, taking over the role of my earthly protector when I stand alone in this still very foreign land. I no longer have to watch my back in every step that I take. No longer having to bear my sadness alone when friends were just there for the happy times.

    However, I still miss seeing my family at the end of the day. 2001 was the year I left home, the same year where I have not been able to share the daily musings or watch mum marks her excercise books, laugh together when she comes across some silly stories from her students; have not been able to watch dad play his table tennis or read his books; no longer able to make silly and goofy comments with just about anything with Alvin. I miss them so much.

Tuesday, 08 September 2009

  • Wedding Musings

    When they say “I Do”, what do they mean? Choose not what you love, but love what you chose. Do you say I Do to what you love or do you say I Do to what will happen, with or without Love.

    There are some who fears the commitment, the “burden” of tying the knot. Fears that are so deeply ingrained through years of watching the world make I Do so much more complicated. Fear that Happiness is not so easy, that Faithfulness is so fragile, that Commitment is too much to shoulder, that Compromising aren’t so attractive anymore, and maybe the In Laws could be from the world underneath the ground.

    When you say I Do, will you decide that:

    • things may not be smooth sailing for the many decades to come, but you will be on your best armours to guard the rocking boat
    • relationships could be hard when circumstantial factors come into play, but you will consciously decide to look at the smallest glint of light at the end of the tunnel
    • when love seems so bleak, you will decide to look upon the greatest Love of all

    I have no idea how to do or be all of it. But, I know we share the same Author, who is the Almighty that is undoubtedly more capable than all this.

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