Home?
Saturday, April 15, 2017 • 12:53 AM • 0 comments
Back to the familiar sights and sounds, but i feel like a stranger lost in the mindless, nameless crowd. Between then and now, I've gained, lost, gained and lost to the inner demons of doubts in my head and heart. It's a disease that had me eaten inside out for years. I want to beat this sickness, and i don't know how. Life's a journey, and my journey hasn't been the smoothest nor the most challenging. I can, and will only be thankful for what I have, be hopeful for what's to come, because when there is darkness, there will be light, or so i pray.



  

This heavy feeling is compounded by my fear of losing someone so so dear. There are so many memories, both vivid and vague. I know it's going to be tough, and it's a mixed bag of feelings - to let go or not. The age-old question, we all ask at various points of our lives. I know it would end her suffering, yet it's not easy not to be selfish; I can't bear to let her go and allow her to become a fragment of my memory. I am holding on, I want to hold on. I pray, I hope, I beg for her to recover, for her to stay, just a little while more. So God, on this beautiful Friday, please hear my prayers, hopes and wishes, and I'll remain forever thankful. Amen.

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You're Beautiful
Saturday, November 15, 2014 • 1:35 PM • 0 comments
I'm not sure why but this song struck me at a recent church wedding I've attended. The song was sang by Phil Wickham but this rendition is nice too. :)



I'm not good with uncertainties. 
I hope everything turns out fine and goes well. 
I'll be forever thankful.


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Counting Stars
Wednesday, August 13, 2014 • 1:02 AM • 0 comments
Today I received a call from my aunt and it got me worried until mum came home. I'm grateful for everyday that my uncle is fine.

Yet, I can't help but wonder about my own life and the journey ahead. I'm not sure how much longer I can keep hope up.

Robin Williams passed away today. A friend posted an article about how the funniest or happiest person may be the most unhappy or depressed person. 
The funniest people I know always seem to be the ones surrounded by darkness. And that’s probably why they’re the funniest. The deeper the pit, the more humor you need to dig yourself out of it.

Heard this song on my way home from gym and it become my ear worm. So meaningful and kinda expresses how I feel lately.

辛曉琪 遺忘

 受伤的叶子 听见季节的吩咐 跳下了深爱的大树
 留不住的痴 就要变做不在乎 熟悉的影子渐模糊
一生又一世 一段沉溺的下午 和不再回头的觉悟
 我们的故事 终于真的要结束 最后一次想往事
回到伤心的地方 追溯相爱时光
 人面桃花旧模样 心感伤
 啦啦啦.......
沉默不语老橱窗 结着记忆的网
 谁让我这般迷惘 是你啊
我想你早就把我给遗忘 为别的温柔女人买美丽衣裳
 我能给你的祝福是遗忘 从此什么都不想 一辈子将你遗忘




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Our stories
Sunday, August 3, 2014 • 3:56 AM • 0 comments
The train carriage was quiet although most of the seats were taken. There was a lady reading a magazine, a teenage boy bobbing his head to the music playing through his headphones, an old couple staring into space with their hands held on tightly together and a couple of tired workers with their eyes half-shut. I was sitting there looking around and thinking about plans for tomorrow when the carriage doors open and in ran two young children with their father behind them. He sat down quietly beside me. His two children were chasing round the poles and loud laughter and shrill shrieks were heard from time to time.I turned to look at my neighbour and he was nonchalantly staring into space. It was as if he could not hear nor see the ruckus. I looked around the carriage to see if anyone was also bothered by the scene. A few exchanged looks with me and gave a disapproving look while the rest did not stir. I closed my eyes and hoped that the children would tire soon and sit down with their father. It felt like a long wait. Finally, I turned to tap on his shoulders. 

"Excuse me sir, could you ask your children not to run and shout?"

"I'm sorry. We just returned from the hospital. Their mother just passed on. I'm not sure what to do either."

This story was adapted from a story I've heard during a workshop. It was about making assumptions. In our daily lives, we often make assumptions based on our own experiences, senses, beliefs and perspectives. Today, I sat in the bus on my way to the hospital to accompany my mother. My uncle is not well and appears to be in a critical and delicate situation. I was troubled. Yet, I was reminded of that story, of how I am troubled and how everyone on the bus might have viewed me. The least likely opinion that they would have of me is that my loved one is not well. And I looked around, wondering what is everyone's story. Do they have an amazing or unhappy childhood? Are they healthy or are they sick? Do they have financial security or instability?

Everyone has a story. I don't want his to end. God bless him. I really hope he becomes better and that he will wake up to smile to me again. Pray for him.




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His plans
Sunday, July 27, 2014 • 1:31 AM • 0 comments
Sometimes you can fight for what you want, go out and ask for what you want, work for what you want with your hard work but by now, you'd have realised for a fact that some things are just beyond your control. You live everyday doing what you can, hopefully all the things that makes you happy, all the things that you love and living till that one day, when everything you deserve, everything you wished for, everything you prayed for and everything you've been waiting for, happens. It may not be perfect but it will be what you need. I would like to believe that He knows what is best for me and He knows what I want and that everything will be alright and that happiness I know now will be different but better in my future. 


 I love this song. Not only because I like Adam Levine but also the catchy tune and the meaningful lyrics. The movie 'Begin Again' seems like a tear-jerking nice show too...
 

God bless the lost stars. Amen.

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Sow a seed
Tuesday, November 26, 2013 • 11:43 PM • 0 comments
I pray and I would give a few of my years to see her healthy and happy, to receive her blessings, to hear her stories of yesteryears.

Today I've also been reminded that I used to listen to Chinese songs. Never knew why they often have to be so emo-nemo.


So true.
 

the song i heard on the radio that reminded me of all these other songs...



other random oldies that bring back memories of my chinese song loving years





Mega old school song that I really like!
夢田 潘越雲


What's the seed you sow and what have you reaped?






Mama, don't worry.

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