Wednesday, July 27, 2011
The flight to Mauritius took about 10 hours...
which I happily spent gulping down a pill and slept it off.
Now I know, me and airplanes don't go together well. LOL.
But before I was off to dream land, I managed to snap this picture.
To me, the view was simply amazing....
Back at home, yeah, I was always watching the sky...
but here, oh man, i got to see a new face of the sky...
and it was so beautiful...
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
People like to store their emotions in spaces around them.
When they are happy, they look up.
When they are sad, they look down.
These little actions occur unknowingly...
Sometimes unconsciously, to lessen the pain that they are carrying when they are hurt.
To appreciate the feeling of joy when they are happy.
Two very different things...
Two almost the same.
When we look down, it becomes difficult to walk...
A little bump on the road can make you trip...
A little carelessness could get you into trouble.
When you look down, you are avoiding.
You are not facing it.
So, I am telling you.
Next time when something bad happens...
If looking up is too much...
Don’t look down, look forward instead.
If you still have your goal... if you still have your dreams...
If you are still breathing...
Then, look forward – move on.
Living in itself, is trying.
The saying that time will heal everything is a lie.
But with time, the hurt will fade a little.
Just a little...it wouldn’t hurt as much.
That’s the funny thing with the human brain, they remember unimportant details...
Yes, with time.... that is what they will become.
Don’t just hope for a better day.
We both know it won’t work that way.
Go, mope for a day if you have to.
Cry a bucket if you want to.
Eat a tub of ice-cream that is my crazy. Hehehehe...
Then, pick yourself up and look forward.
There will be a day again someday, when you’ll look up.
You won’t be down for forever.
You already know this, so why the drama?
Okay? Great. ^^
Make it a habit to look up and to look forward.
You’ll be fine.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Air-con’s temp 18 degrees – checked. Remote in sight – checked.
My favourite pillows all stacked up accordingly – checked.
Lappy is on and a folder of new movies and dramas – checked.
My soft-green comforter – checked.
Sunlight – checked. I like a well-lit room during the day.
Me – checked. Specky, hair tie up in a bun with a hair clip upfront, big shirt and shorts. Okay, I’m all set.
Yep, I’m all alone in my room.
Well at this moment, these four walls are my world to me.
That is how it is – how I like to spend my days at home.
Of course, I go out and hang out with my family and friends...
But I can only do this...be like this, at home. No where else.
I feel safe.
My Dad found me one afternoon, curling under my comforter, he laughed and said,
It is difficult for him to believe that this daughter of his just flew 6 thousand km to attend a conference when she is lazy just to find the air-con remote.
Yeah, it’s hard for me to believe too.
Mom understands me very well; too well that she gives me space whenever I’ve retreated to my room.
Confined and imprison it might seem to others, it is so freeing to me.
I’m free to think about anything and not having anyone to interrupt or disagree with me.
I’m free to create whatever world I want in my head.
I’m free to travel anywhere and to be able to bend time – to go to places in my memories and to relive them.
All in the comforts of my room, my home.
I think it is a pity if a person does not know how to enjoy the ordinary things in life...
because it makes the extraordinary much, much more amazing and unforgettable.
My 1st times or my 2nd times, be it the hundredth times...I know I'll be able to enjoy it...
I will enjoy it like it is my 1st time, every time.
Now, that I am attached to university...my time to have a place of my own is near.
I won't be much at home starting next year.
So I want to treasure this moment.
After 17, your home will be just like a hotel.
You come back after a while but just to go out again, into the outside world.
As I'm writing this, I'm also listening to a song I heard a long time...
I remembered the me back then.
Curling under the comforter in front of my lappy...
just like a caterpillar.
I don't know what to call this habit of mine...or should i call it my hobby instead?
is definitely, precious.
Friday, July 15, 2011
Professor Dr. Mohammad Yunus
He won Nobel Laureate for Peace in 2006.
I was standing by the aisle when he walked by.
I was determined to just smile at him...
But then, he reached out his hand to me...
And we shook hands.
That has made all the difference I could ever hope to gain.
He has inspired me.
He has lighted a fire in me.
I have met a Nobel Prize winner.