June 2011
1 post
A battle within a dream
What have become of me? Why have I changed to become such a person that I am now?
I’m tired. Tired of pretense. Tired of falsifying things. Tired of this.
I used to think that I am a better person than the average man. But I was wrong. I am just the same. Just the usual guy who try to lift himself above others just because he has ego the size of Mars.
I hate this part of me. I hate...
May 2011
4 posts
All I know
Why does it seem that I’m the only commuter in this packed train?
Why does it feel like I’m greyed out among the colours?
Between the light and darkness during dawn and dusk, is just a fine line.
Between right and wrong, is just a boundary we unknowingly cross.
For all I have,
I held on none.
For all I’ve not,
I wish for none.
A dreary wish to find the joy,
Within air I...
The subtle happiness
It has been a week since I last went home. One week may not seem much, but it’s a burden I carry. Daddy’s home all alone - retired and making the best of his days. Mommy’s still working. Still traveling 2 hours to get to work, and 3 hours back home. As a child, it pains me to see them in such a way.
Daddy’s condition has been a little unstable recently. He has difficulty...
The pain, the beauty; the fading of it all
The sun shines on me; Glimmering off the clouds. Shades of gray assembled, A roar echoed.
Darkness loomed beforehand, Sparks of light shone. Tears came falling from the skies, Easy at first, more to come.
Pitter-patter on the roads, On the roofs and on the floors. Splashing on and on, it seems, No end of it all is seen.
Feelings so dull, Solemn and gray. Absence of joy flowed, Inside and...
I found no joy, found no reason, found no foundation in my past. Nothing except lessons learnt.
February 2011
1 post
Just learnt a new analogy today. Thought I might share:
Women are like fine wine. The first taste is often bittersweet. Then it takes a while for the flavor to set in. The second taste is for the savoring of flavor again, to enjoy the taste once more. Then the romance mood sets in. The following sips are for the aroma to fully captivate our mind and soul. By then, we are drunk in its sweet...
January 2011
4 posts
How did I fall in love with you?
Remember when we never needed each other, The best of friends like sisters and brothers. We understood, we’d never be alone. Those days are gone, and I want you so much. The night is long and I need your touch. Don’t know what to say, I never meant to feel this way. Don’t want to be alone tonight. What can I do to make you mine? Falling so hard, so fast this time. What...
Sometimes we don’t think about what we do because they happen naturally. We don’t think about the things we do day in day out because that is part of our everyday routine. But how often do we sit down, and understand what’s going on. I guess that’s my problem. I don’t think what I do and say. It just happens.
It’s part of nature I guess? “To err is...
September 2010
2 posts
A line in between
It was a hot and humid afternoon. The sun blazing upon the streets. Heatwaves rose from the ground, and for a moment, you would thought that rain will never come again for the next decade.
In the subway, people were using newspapers to fan themselves, trying to get even a tiniest bit of breeze to cool off. Frustration arose. Everyone was sweating. Then, as the train stopped at the next station, a...
The orchid among roses.
Nowadays, I see people. Not just simply people. People with their lives, ambitions; people trying to achieve success, while trying a futile attempt to create a balance between work and play. People trying to make something of themselves. People placing themselves above others. People compromising their integrity for rewards. People suffering alone. People watching others fall, both literally and...
June 2010
4 posts
Footprints in the sand
Last night I had a dream. I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from my life. For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand: one belonged to me, the other to the Lord. After the last scene of my life flashed before me, I looked back at the footprints in the sand. I noticed that at many times along the...
The meaning of little things
There is a story many years ago of an elementary teacher. Her name was Mrs. Thompson. And as she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his...
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder
She was not beautiful. Nothing about her was extraordinary. Nothing about her made her stand out in a crowd. She grew up in a family of six. The eldest, she learnt responsibility at an early age. As she grew stronger, and brighter, She instilled a sort of light cheer to whomever she met. She was not beautiful. But she made others feel beautiful about themselves. She meets a rebel boy who...
Surface of things
As I sit down in front of my laptop, immersing myself in a world of every truth and lie, I question the significance of my time spent.
I came across articles, news, gossips of the entertainment industry. I read deeper; I tried to find more information about the things I see. Stories never mentioned in the secular world emerged. What we see in the news, are just simply that - news. It carries no...
March 2010
1 post
Only love
It’s a cold February night. People are bustling through the streets, either pulling up their coat collars or wrapping scarves around their necks, trying to stay warm. It’s so cold today.I’m standing at my window, looking at the people moving like little dots. Standing in a heated room, I’m beginning to pity those people. Why don’t they go home? Do they plan on...
January 2010
1 post
Stopping time
As I tread home to my Bishan home late on this lazy evening, I walked past an old man who was selling tissues at the Woodlands train station. Time seem to hold there for a moment. I fixed my eyes on the old man, and I saw his eyes. Mixed emotions overwhelmed me. His eyes were filled with so much emotions, so much innocence. He seem so alone. When I picture my golden days, it was always rather lax....
December 2009
2 posts
The start of all things new
Christmas is 3 days away, and I just turned back to look at the stretch of the entire year. I realised that many things changed. Many things got better, many things got worse.
I suppose that’s life, isn’t it? You can’t have everything, neither can you lose everything. Despite all the sufferings, blessings, and anonymous happenings that whether or not you realised, there’s...
Amazing grace
Many a times, we forget how precious things are to us. It is in those who loved and lost, that they truly understand what it means to have something taken away from them. When everything enters a climax, when we reach the trench of the valley, when we have reached our end, only will we turn back and take good long look at what we have done, what we have accomplished. Our next step would be a...
November 2009
1 post
Endlessness
Many people pen down their thoughts through actions. Others through words. For some of us, I like to pen down my thoughts into evaluation and self-reflection. I determine where I go, what I need be doing, why I am where I am today, based on my constant evaluation. But more often than rarely, I am wrong.
The recent turn of events made me realise that, no matter how hard a person tries, if the...
October 2009
1 post
Over a period of time
It has been long. A little too long, since I last posted something.
Over the course of a few weeks, many things have changed. I stopped working, I stopped pushing myself so hard. I stopped being a mean person. I stopped being angry for trivial matters.
But I’m still growing fatter and fatter, I’m still growing older and older. The vicissitudes of our daily lives never ceases to move...
September 2009
5 posts
All comes down to this
In life, everything begins with something small. Something initially to be thought as insignificant as compared to other things in this universe. A seed grows to a tree that bears more seeds and fruits. A small business capital will grow to a profitable organization. A world was created from dust in God’s hands. Bread is baked from fine flour. Nothing great is ever on its own.
Marriages are...
Live and let live; love and let love
Famous writer and author, William Shakespeare, often liked to use life’s extremes to replicate them into deep dramas. Most famous of plays: “Romeo & Juliet.” Most famous of quotes: “To be or not to be, that is the question.”
Many of us do not pry further into the deeper meanings of such literature and often rather than not, the work of an author, an artiste, is...
A walk in the park
After being attached to my company for more than a year, I’m beginning to realise how much I have changed for the better. In terms of my abilities, I have grown tremendously. Mostly due to my course in Singapore Polytechnic, Diploma in Architecture.
Being criticised does have its advantages. I learnt better through hardships. Don’t we all?
Though many of us will stumble and fall...
Daily mischieves
I love walking in the rain.
I love watching sunsets.
I love running around in circles just for fun.
I love walking in the middle of the night.
I love playing the piano just to get sentimental.
I love playing the guitar because I think I’m serenading to you.
I love the wind blowing in the direction of my hair because it makes me feel like a model.
I love holding my phone up high in my...
Fragility
Always there is a chance that things will go awry. Always there’ll be the possibility that things might go bad. But how many of us can stand up saying to ourselves, “Things are going bad, things don’t look good. But it doesn’t matter. I will still go on. I will keep smiling. I will still live life to the best I can. Because I still breathe. I still have heartbeats. I still...