Tuesday, June 22, 2010

sunshine

As soon as the morning dew
..and flashes of glimmering light between the skies;
Beyond the infinite of probability;
At dawn,she'd open her eyes..
Just hoping to see that sunshine,
Of which she knows never fail to stop shining..
As the sun ray flows in through the tiny holes of the window,
Rubbing her eyes she did;
In her thoughts,
Of which led to an introspecting state of mind;
Absolutely nothing can ever visualies such remedy..
nor can anyone or anything subsides that.
Looking out into the sky..
...and down...
Knowing how far;
Way up, nearly taking reality into a dream
Of which she hopes to stay awake if only she could, the day before.
Nonetheless, one day after another,
reality remains reality.
She couldn't hold still.

Then, what if the dark cloud hovering the very reason of total freedom?
what if the rain falls?
On the contrary, she needn't not worry.
'For tomorrow has enough worries of its own.'

Taking a deep breath . . .

Stepping out into the bright morning sunlight,
Cool breeze blew below her feet;
Right there.
Exactly right there, where she stands;
marks the beginning of a new gift.

...Of which she knew she'd be back,
Not counting the days or the time;
But to look forward til it comes.






i know its soon but all this while i know i've got a great gift, just awaiting to be discovered.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

judgement.

Seriously, judging another person can really hurt them. Though, that person might say they're okay but deep down, it's a different story. True, that sometimes it's just a 'no offence' joke but nonetheless, it leaves a mark. Everything that we say or do, does, in fact leaves sort of a stain in us. Many a times, we know it's wrong but along the way, we tend to forget and endlessly repeating it over and over again. 'It's human nature to judge.' you might say. But change can be done. Hard as it may seem, impossible is definitely not the word.

This happened around early last year. I once asked somebody how to spell a particular word, and she replied me, 'I-D-ten-T'. It took me quite a while to understand what she meant while everyone else was happily laughing away, either at what she said or my expression. When I finally got it, I was then straightaway labelled as naive. =.= I'm so not. At least not JUST because of that, right? right? Maybe im just a slow minded person[ i know but it takes a while for my brain to interpret it.] or maybe i am but who cares! It's not all the time,isn't it? Technically, i'm not saying myself in this but i'm just voicing out.. After all, it's a free country. At least, I think it is. Anyway, there are some judgement done by others towards other people that are... bad.
To cut things short, TRY not to judge, please? or else.... [advise to myself as well] =D


Tata~

silent love

run.........
It may mean running away from something. It may also mean chasing after something. Or perhaps running the distance. But I like it better to think that this particular word resembles a father who would RUN for his son or daughter. It somewhat hit me that a father,who, without any thoughts of uncertainty would just do anything for his child. And then, my mind would wander off back to the story of The Prodigal Son. His father RAN as soon as he saw his son, in spite knowing all the wrongdoings that his son did. He freely accepted him into his arms.
I was thinking, 'man! If it was my father, even if I've done all that and one day, suddenly comes back, instead of running, he'll probably just stand there and give me good scolding.' Then again, I'll never know right? This world is mysterious and nothing is ever that predictable. And so, last night, I came to realise that my father, is in fact, a silent lover. One way or another, he do 'run' after me but in a different way. Ways that I'd never expect or would want but thats okay because all i know is that he did it for me. Most of the time, he'd lecture me about this and that but that's his way of showing that he cares. Therefore, indeed a silent lover he is. =)

SO, this Father's Day, hopefully all you out there make your daddies feel special and that he mean so much! Everyone has a daddy, even for those who may not have an earthly dad. You have, in fact, a Dad who, takes care of you every single minute of everyday...



there is no need to weep for something that you may not have, for all the things you have now is only temporary. I am not saying that you should'nt not weep at all. Rather, I am saying that not all the things that you want may be yours. By saying this, probably someone else needs that something more than you do

i know you may not read this but
. . . Happy Father's Day, Daddy!


Friday, June 4, 2010

less than 21 days

There is a true story of a little boy whose sister needed a blood tranfusion. The doctor explained that she had the same disease the boy had recovered from two years earlier. Her only chance of recovery was a transfusion from someone who had previously conquered the disease.
Since the two children had the same rare blood type, the boy was an ideal donor.
"would you give your blood to Mary?" the doctor asked.

Johny hesitated. His lower lips starts to tremble. Then he smiled and said, "Sure, for my sister."
Soon the two siblings were wheeled into the hospital room. As the nurse inserted the needle into his arm, Johny's smile faded. He watched the blood flow through the tube.
With the ordeal almost over, Johny's voice, slightly shaky, broke the silence.

"Doctor, when do i die?"
Only then did the doctor realize why Johny had hesitated, why his lips trembled when he agreed to donate his blood. He thought giving his blood to his sister would mean giving up his life. Perhaps, in that brief moment, that little boy has made a great decision indeed.

-this was soo touching that I actually shed few drops of tears while reading it from a book. Even worse my mum saw it and laughed at me. Nevertheless, this story showed me a great sacrifice that a lil boy is willing to make for his younger sister. And that, is a pure, unconditional love.



less than 21 days~ O.o
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