tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92152819657621472272026-05-31T02:49:50.798+08:00suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.comBlogger82125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-81911494007849996202014-01-14T21:07:00.001+08:002014-01-14T21:07:52.710+08:00i am not perfect,<br /> i am just nice,<br /> whose voice is heard,<br /> sometimes dimmed,<br /> and then things get their way.<br /> <br /> i am not perfect,<br /> i am just confused,<br /> whose mind wanders,<br /> sometimes to dead ends,<br /> and then answers arrive.<br /> <br /> i am not perfect,<br /> i am just sad.<br /> whose tears swell,<br /> sometimes into a puddle,<br /> and then it dries up and away.<br /> <br /> i am not perfect,<br /> i am just undecided,<br /> whose questions unanswered,<br /> sometimes contradicting,<br /> and then like a dream it slips away.<br /> <br /> i am not perfect,<br /> i am just myself,<br /> whose self always adjusts,<br /> sometimes too much,<br /> and then it goes back to square one.<br /> <br /> i am not perfect,<br /> but let not this nightmare linger,<br /> i am still, after all,<br /> yours.<br /> <br />suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-48533584434538864362014-01-13T21:05:00.002+08:002014-01-13T21:05:41.423+08:00the saddest cloud stays at the side of the skies,<br /> keeping it away from the fluffy, gleeful gay ones,<br /> in fear of the gloom it may bring,<br /> and the tears it swells on,<br /> on this young sunny day.<br /> <br /> a foal hops alone in the meadow,<br /> casting itself away from the strong, growing ones,<br /> in fear of the shame it may bring,<br /> and the speed it lacks of,<br /> for he has only but three legs.<br /> <br /> a cracked vase sits alone in the attic,<br /> being put away from the glimmering crystal ones,<br /> in fear of the disgust it may bring,<br /> and the shine it barely has left,<br /> for it &nbsp;puts a cloak upon those who sees the rest.<br /> <br /> a boy walks by himself,<br /> slower than the rest, at times faster,<br /> in fear of the truth it may unleash,<br /> and the laughter he once had along,<br /> in &nbsp;a day so slow, times ticks faster.<br /> <br /> oh how this day would end,<br /> lifting all like a feather in a wind,<br /> up and away.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br />suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-35789069593271408372014-01-08T22:47:00.003+08:002014-01-08T22:47:28.675+08:00far across the deepest blue,<br /> under great waves of force,<br /> swirling sea gulls and blue tunas,<br /> lies a boat without a row,<br /> and he stands there.<br /> <br /> deep inside the darkest caves,<br /> under scary webs of silk,<br /> creeping spiders and black scorpions,<br /> sits a lamp barely lit,<br /> and he waits there.<br /> <br /> high above the whitest skies,<br /> under the gazing stars,<br /> swift eagles and bald vultures,<br /> floats a balloon unattached,<br /> and he wonders there.<br /> <br /> he gazes upon these wonders,<br /> and he looks up,<br /> closes his eyes,<br /> and he navigates from one to another.<br /> <br /> <br />suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-4086421160641695522014-01-07T22:29:00.002+08:002014-01-07T22:29:48.536+08:00the mind thinks of wonders,<br /> the eyes see shooting stars,<br /> the ears hear classic and jazz,<br /> and the mouth speaks of everything.<br /> <br /> in thyself, much is said not done,<br /> in thyself, much is thought not rethinking,<br /> in thyself, much is provoked not considering,<br /> in thyself, much is consumed not digesting.<br /> and in thyself, flattery fills.<br /> <br /> in you then i place my word,<br /> in you then i put my self forward,<br /> in you then i lie silent.<br /> <br /> and we wait,<br /> for all that is bound to take place,<br /> and we see,<br /> for all that is about to happen.<br /> and we make progress,<br /> in thyself and myself.suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-29986284904859727182014-01-02T21:52:00.003+08:002014-01-02T21:52:42.416+08:00these words shall not last long,<div> for it is said and then it is gone,</div> <div> gone in its way,</div> <div> it leaves a track,</div> <div> a track so hard it's indelible,</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> these words shall not last long,</div> <div> for it is uttered and then is heard no more,</div> <div> leaving behind nothing,</div> <div> but a crying child and an abandoned wife.</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> these words shall not last long,</div> <div> for it is muttered so hastily,</div> <div> it is soon forgotten,</div> <div> yet it stalks from time to time,</div> <div> denting the tough spirit,</div> <div> breaking the soft heart.</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> these words shall not last long,</div> <div> for it is yelled out without fear,</div> <div> and then it dissolves away,</div> <div> into the deep hearts and minds of a man,</div> <div> making the sane insane.</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> these words shall not last long,</div> <div> and in irony,&nbsp;</div> <div> no matter how few it is stringed,</div> <div> or how elaborate it is explained,</div> <div> the words never leave without a scar;</div> <div> i love you not.&nbsp;</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> &nbsp;</div> suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-9606856359807804832013-11-07T20:39:00.002+08:002013-11-07T20:39:32.785+08:00in this passing i realized,<br /> never leave what comes to you,<br /> love, happiness, pain, tears,<br /> for it leaves soon before you know,<br /> leaving a pang of emptiness behind.<br /> <br /> in this passing i realized,<br /> it is difficult for one to commit to what others have,<br /> without a choice, we take it,<br /> and in this glory of faith we put it,<br /> of the things that we hold,<br /> it turns back at us,<br /> leaving a pang of emptiness behind.<br /> <br /> in this passing i realized,<br /> no matter what grief it gives you,<br /> no matter how deep it hurts you,<br /> no matter where it stabs you,<br /> no matter when it hits you,<br /> ask him for less than more,<br /> ask him for little but much,<br /> ask him for lighter not heavier,<br /> and in this passing,<br /> it will be become better.<br /> soon.<br /> <br />suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-90073161210943071562013-10-29T03:55:00.001+08:002013-10-30T12:39:12.768+08:00no this is not me,<br /> lying in this place,<br /> lurking from the corner of the block,<br /> awaiting for you to show up,<br /> only to run into hiding when you do,<br /> no this is not me.<br /> <br /> no this is not me,<br /> sitting here alone,<br /> perched on this seat with tea,<br /> looking out in case you'd showed up,<br /> and then i look back at my drink,<br /> put the bill in and walk away,<br /> no this is not me.<br /> <br /> no this is not me,<br /> waiting for the bus,<br /> poised on this stop like a washed man,<br /> with his umbrella in hand,<br /> and then it comes,<br /> along the rain it washes us,<br /> both me, my umbrella, in this stop,<br /> no this is not me.<br /> <br /> no this is not me,<br /> tapping my feet,<br /> and thinking of how much we have drifted apart,<br /> and then i bit my lip,<br /> and it bled,<br /> and then you were there,<br /> and i walked away, leaving,<br /> no this is not me.suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-86863031767052150832013-04-02T22:01:00.002+08:002013-04-02T22:01:59.691+08:00in a mirror i see,<br /> whose reflection i once recognized,<br /> an image that thinks more than it talks,<br /> for a smile it wishes to keep on those that sees it.<br /> <br /> in this mirror i glance,<br /> whose reflection i fail to read,<br /> a mirage of unspoken thoughts,<br /> counting the days of the end.<br /> <br /> in a mirror i stare,<br /> whose reflection i greatly admire,<br /> beneath a hill so high and heavy,<br /> yet it stands straight, slightly bowed.<br /> <br /> in this mirror i look,<br /> whose reflection i now question,<br /> of much of the laughter it once had,<br /> now countable, easily recalled.<br /> <br /> in a mirror i view,<br /> whose reflection i will remember,<br /> for much of the scars it has on it,<br /> will forever leave a mark.<br /> <br /> and in this mirror i now see once more,<br /> a reflection that has grown so much,<br /> yet so little in understanding it,<br /> in this mirror now and for times to come,<br /> will it stay there, growing much,<br /> retaining its looks,<br /> for a memory it never will forget.suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-71420508044158459542013-01-15T23:06:00.000+08:002013-01-15T23:06:20.005+08:00<br /> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And today is yet another day,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> For like any days, today is like every day,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And in these days, nothing seems at bay,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> For in these days, it is yet another day.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Tomorrow is a new day,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> A day of hope and glimmer,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And one that I look forward,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> For a day never like yesterday.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Yesterday was a day,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Like the previous, predictive towards tomorrow,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> It was a day I missed,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> A day I strived.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Tomorrow yet I believe,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> That like many days, this should be different,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> In this day, I shall smile,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Smiling for a journey proudly explored.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Yesterday though I know,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> It was bitter but bitter sweet,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Like chocolates, every pieces are different,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And so was yesterday, today, and tomorrow.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> A day of glistering shine,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> A day of overwhelming applause,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> A standing ovation,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> A day, I await, with hope, </div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> With a determination,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> To end this journey.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-19563638114234620372013-01-02T23:15:00.001+08:002013-01-02T23:15:34.767+08:00what is it with trust? a bond that now seems so vulnerable and fragile like a wine glass. shouldn't it be a link that keeps us together for as long as we call it ours? but now, it seems that the word is just a five letter word. &nbsp;where has its value and its ulterior motives of being true and honest, and mostly, believing gone to, i know not. being fragile is fine, but knowing that once broken, it hurts along the way, that's even sad. how am i then to place this link or bond with someone whom simply do not get what is it with trust. or perhaps i might have been &nbsp;too demanding and&nbsp;possessive? i know, i am not one to judge my actions in my thoughts as it always ends in me supporting myself but lets seat back and wonder, a friend whom you shared laughs and jokes and even times that you feel so agitated you needed someone to share it. and just then, like a river that flows into the seas, it all flows away not meeting an end, like birds swooping off to the skies aiming wondrously. and the trust you placed, or supposed, assumed, you had, just fades away. and now, i see you like a friend, only to know that the faded never blooms, at least until a wilted flower grows back to life.<br /> <br /> to know a person, you need to trust him. to know his personality, you need his trust. and when both connections are made, and you realized that this could be a friend after all, just then, it crashes down. i thank Him, for showing me sooner for i know not what else i would have given if i have not seen this faded pages. i don't find myself guilty, for i know, perhaps it was the trust that somehow&nbsp;elevated what seemed to be building come to halt. again, i do not own this feelings, but what i do is to accept them the way these things are. after all, it would have been alien, if all things come in the same. trust is indeed a word after all. and when you needed to rely to it the most, it turns you down. but of all this, i now know that all things aren't constant, varying in fact. for today, you get a flower, a day or two later, it wilts. and like that, &nbsp;the trust you have, had, will have, might just fade away.<br /> <br /> what is it with trust?suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-77993198464265589902012-12-31T22:58:00.004+08:002012-12-31T22:58:56.274+08:00In just moments, a new year begins and new undertakings are steered to course. the year was tough, as like all years would, but without sweat, fruits will not bear. and yes, the year was pretty much how everyone's would seem to, only a twist from one to another.&nbsp;<div> <br /></div> <div> i sometimes sit down, and i wonder how things and time pass through when sometimes i just do not realize how it goes on. and yet, it goes on. simply said, another year is through and with huff and a puff, i sit here drawing out those memories. and yes, memories they are, lessons they teach.</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> making new friends are great. keeping them, that's something tricky. the countless times you share and spread moments you find so much greater than those who don't, brings you what you wished the least for to happen right at your back. confused, adapting, accepting, here i now live, another year.</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> love is what keeps people going. family, friends, and all alike. but love at times stop you from going. and deep down a road you walk, knowing the end as to what you have imagined, and yet, stopping and then looking back at your path, realizing, that, it may not be a good walk after all, you retreat. all for love, one sacrifices, one gains. all for love, one gives, one takes. demanding, generous, sweet and simple, love's a box of chocolates.</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> rivalries are tokens you sometimes collect for values. like in a fair, a token for a game, a rivalry is just a game. they start they end, and then the token is kept away, not the player, not the machine, but the game itself. one day, it&nbsp;frustrates you, and another it&nbsp;overwhelms&nbsp;you. and today, it makes you jump high, tomorrow it might keep you at your knees begging for another chance. natural, normal, growing, rivalries compliments us.</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> and in deep thoughts i dive, questioning and answering questions that are quite illogical, perhaps manageable. and in it, i see the different colours of life that comes together, binding all of us in a cycle that never stops. and these moments may come in a pinch or a bundle, or a lottery. and yes, these moments are the every ticks of the clock that made us who we are now.</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> happy new year!</div> suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-13729722227267467582012-10-21T00:16:00.001+08:002012-10-21T00:22:55.830+08:00<br /> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <o:p>Life's pathetic when you lose hope.&nbsp;</o:p></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <o:p><br /></o:p></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> I am a person,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Not the kind you think of,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> I am indeed a person,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> More than you think of.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> If crying soothes you,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> It weakens me, </div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And if laughing strengthens you,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> It annoys me.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Respect is a word,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Knowing it is a deed,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Ignoring it is a sin,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Believing it, however, is faith.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Silence is a weapon,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> For those who keep calm,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> My voice is an asset,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Am proud of it, least embarrassed.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Losing hope is pathetic,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> When life’s nothing but grays,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Fighting for a life is relinquishing,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> When life’s all against you.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> This, a note of a jumbled person,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Deep within he resides,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> In a tomb of a chamber,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> In darkness, </div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And then a light strays in,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Lifting me up,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> To the rainbows,</div> suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-19267632230335334092012-10-04T08:23:00.002+08:002012-10-04T08:23:44.423+08:00<br /> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <b>The sights of a man.</b></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> With a stride pacing with force,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Yet slender and calm at the moment,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Hushes in and grabs a sit,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> A nearby sit, I am not used to.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And with this sway of grace,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Deep inside little pickle berries,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Sour but sweet, at different parts,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Silent by time, noisy when needed.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> What dwells in the life chamber,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> None knows, sometimes a flicker,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And a spark glitters calling up a smile,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> But then, silence is a name, not knowing anything.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Far across the doves fly, </div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> In search of a place to nest and to settle,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> It could be like this analogy,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Only it sounds different, a quiet nest.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Where rainbows colour unicorns,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And stars decorate the modern apes,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Comes a jewel so bright, sparkling like a firework,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Only to keep its value unknown, un-owned.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Like a nest, a bird that lays, and soon leaves with her young,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> This place is not a permanent residence,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> But what tickles me is a nest that is empty,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> A bird, no eggs, no young, no life.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And somehow, with this pace of pride,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> The gooseberries, the silence, the little smile,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> The firework and the empty nest,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Comes a bird equally made from the heavens above.&nbsp;</div> suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-88743838598399914882012-09-21T20:27:00.003+08:002012-09-21T20:27:18.920+08:00<br /> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> It is a wonderful world, the way it is,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Today you see a leaf budding out of its branch,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And tomorrow you see a caterpillar munching it.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Today the ducks get together for a fiesta,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And just after noon, you only get their feathers and poop.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> So far it has been a wonderful world, unique in its own way.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> It is a terrible world, decidedly as it is,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Today you get your dress on, neatly ironed, </div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And with the slightest waive of your hand, you coffee spills on it.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Today you get your new mobile phone, fully accessorized,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And by nighttime, it shuts down, circuit failure.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Really it is a terrible world, if you choose to see it that way.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> It is a pleasing world, with surprises that excite you,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Today you get fired as a waiter, for spilling water on your shoes,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And tomorrow, you get a letter, an offer to study someplace else.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Today you saw the marble you wanted sold to another boy,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And tomorrow, you see a yoyo, a gift you have always wanted.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Again, it is a pleasing world, if we notice these small occurrences.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> It is a saddening world, with tears and cries that overthrows you,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Today you lost your kitten, after only a week with you,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And tomorrow, you find the matching pair of your ear rings missing.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Today your car tyre bursts, getting you late to the office,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And tomorrow, the mechanics say they have no stock for the tyre that suits the car.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Occasionally, it is a saddening world, devastating at times.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> It is a wonderful world, the way it is,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Today you see your best man running away with the rings,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And later, a report gets to you, the robber got hit, the rings secured.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Today you pray for the best things to happen,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> And tomorrow, it occurs differently, but amazing you.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> So far it has been a wonderful world, unique in its own way.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> It actually is a wonderful world,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> Desirable, enviable, adorable.</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> It really has been a wonderful world,</div> <div class="MsoNoSpacing"> With surprises that could even take your heart away.</div> suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-5380681644179707102012-09-18T22:25:00.001+08:002012-09-18T22:25:50.584+08:00<br /> <div class="MsoNormal"> So you think you’re a man? And you think that having a jaw-dropping person of the opposite sex clinging to you, like you are the last man on earth makes you the utmost superior being? And you believe, that in that ways of yours, you are a man after all? </div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> Well guess again.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> It may seem like a biased evaluation or even an unfair assessment. But, logic speaks for itself.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> You get in, and you chuck your shoes at the corner, knowing that you will still be using it the day after today, leaving it lying there without a shelf or a proper place to rest on.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> You come in, and into you room, you chuck your shirts/pants/inner wears on the bed, knowing that it is your bed, and only you will be using it, leaving it rotting there for later use in case you want to wear it again later.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> You enter and into the bathroom, you excrete whatever your bladder, bowels, and digestive system have left out, knowing that it is after all not your bathroom, leaving it to stink and cause displeasure for the nose and the eyes.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> You barge in and you start yelling like the world is about to end, and you want everyone to hear you for the last time, knowing that it is your voice after all, leaving it to hurt the peace and calm place people are actually engaging in to complete their own agendas.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> You actually wash your clothes, and you surprisingly dry them knowing that it will dry somehow, but not realizing that you do not pick it up until you find your closet is empty, leaving others not a space and the humid air around you.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> You dump in your clothes into your closet, like throwing a stone into a well, knowing that it is your space, but only to leave it accumulate, attracting ants, mosquitoes, and even stench of damp clothes.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> You walk in with such pride, eat your food with such glory, but stack your utensils into the sink knowing that tomorrow you can always wash it and use it, not knowing, that you attract flies, ants, and even a colony of sometimes, rats.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> You come in with that glory of having such great pleasures of a day out with whom you see as the liveliest creature on earth, not knowing that inside that closet, a skeleton, decaying and suffering from all the moss and glitch you not knowingly collect in this proud museum of yours.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> And now, you are a man? In your girl’s eyes, perhaps, but not in the eyes of the society, nations and most of all He who lives above us all.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-61450519808213324252012-09-12T22:41:00.000+08:002012-09-12T22:43:08.048+08:00<br /> <div class="MsoNormal"> Guilt is not pain. Certainly it is not. </div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> Guilt is dejection. </div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> In a day, how many times do you encounter events, circumstances, and actions that test your guilty conscious? How many turn out to be true? And in that number, how many really worth your guilt? And in that, do you actually need to feel the guilt? </div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> One, perhaps?</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> Two, maybe?</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> Or, three?</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> How about none at all?</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> But what if all of them were true after all?</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> What do you do then?</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> A conscious mind would try making up with that guilt. Offering little tokens of support, fragments of a joke, and sometimes, hinting a change in the topic of discussion. But then, do you really need to do so?</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> They always said, there are always two sides to everything. Like a coin. I mean, you never get a coin whose both sides are the same, do you? And sometimes, it just is. It simply takes one hand to make a sound. It only takes one side to cause uproar. It only takes a person to feel dejected. </div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> And that is guilt.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> Getting your way is not always the best option available. Being silent is always the available decision in every contemplation, however hurtful and spiteful it might get. Nevertheless, it disregards one’s judgment on you.&nbsp;</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> And then, they think you are just another boy who only lurks in the shadows, never trying to come out and feel light. The thing they don’t know is that, only when there’s light, there’s shadow. And without a light, there will never be a shadow. So whose side is the better one? The independent or the dependant? Now, again, there are two sides to everything.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> What I mean is, silence may not be the ultimate feedback, but it certainly takes guts, patience, a heart and a clean mind to pursue it. </div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> Having your way, the way you intended it to be, will not necessarily grant you the satisfaction you desire. It only adds the guilt.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> After all, as much as pain can be inflicted from guilt, guilt itself dejects one’s soul and heart from the vessel.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> And here, I sit, keeping silent.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> For I know, there’s two sides to everything. Including silence. &nbsp;</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <br /> <embed id="DAPPlugin" style="visibility: collapse;" type="application/x-dap-background"></embed>suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-29850621426495274952012-09-11T21:34:00.002+08:002012-10-26T23:30:44.068+08:00<div class="MsoNormal"> I realized one thing. Growing old and becoming matured are two things far apart. Every year, we celebrate a year older. The special day that we dedicate to all our successful years behind of being able to completely finishing and walking through it in times of good and bad. A day that becomes the signifier that on that very day we have grown somewhat bigger, taller, smarter, and even matured. However, how many of us actually sit back and think whether in all this years, on that very day, have they truly become what they thought they have? I mean, saying that I am officially 20 today does not mean that I have what it takes to be one. Just because I appear somewhat physically larger get the woos from the ladies does not account the real self of being a 20 year old. </div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> My mother used to say that some people, though almost in their golden age, seem to act like a new born, demanding things way beyond apprehension and comprehension. It is sad in a way that when I see you over there standing and behaving like somewhat, I had rather refer to as a lone individual; I sometimes keep the words in my mind to myself. They say, the more you keep silent, the more the lone individual sits and rocks on your head. I understand and I believe the statement. However, should I be teaching you morals? Should I be telling you the things we should or should not do? Should I say my mind off and hurt everyone, though it initially was not the original intention?</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> What should I do then?</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> Silence.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> Sacrifice.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> And I keep quiet knowing that, one day for the effort you deliberately kept aside, and for the times I spent covering you, not knowing you realized it or not, would grant me a recognition beyond any rewards, gifts and compliments. </div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> Satisfaction. Acknowledgement. </div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> And so, you once again preach about your age of turning into the adult world, realizing that, everything, once a taboo, now an option. And then you preach to everyone about how good you are, how much efforts you have put, how great sacrifices you have done, belittling those who barely did nothing.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> One phrase; pot calling kettle black.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> Today I stand on a cliff and you below me, looking up to me. It does not mean that my achievements are greater than you for above me, lies a mountain waiting to be hiked and conquered. And till then, go on preaching of how matured you have become, for it is only to fill the empty slates of your fragments of life. When we age, let not the physical attributes, the proficiency, the knowledge, the do’s and dont’s&nbsp; only grow, but leave some space for maturity.</div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> Being 20 and acting like a 5 year old. </div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> <div class="MsoNormal"> Now that is something to ponder on. </div> <div class="MsoNormal"> <br /></div> suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-19511894252932562012012-06-17T22:25:00.004+08:002012-06-17T22:25:57.260+08:00its a lonesome place<br /> in a lonesome country<br /> for a lonely man<br /> around this lonely self<br /> i stay awake alone.<br /> <br /> i walk by these corridors<br /> only to see mirrors of myself<br /> and then i laugh at them<br /> knowing it is a lonely place.<br /> <br /> i sit in this stall<br /> and ordered a latte<br /> i look at this child<br /> and i smile to myself<br /> i used to be one too.<br /> <br /> i stand on a hilltop<br /> preaching what i want<br /> and then i hear replies<br /> the wind blows and the birds call<br /> and then i know God knows.<br /> <br /> i sat in the bus<br /> in a ride around the city<br /> i stare at the old building<br /> and i know time passes on<br /> not waiting for me.<br /> <br /> i paddle my tricycle<br /> in a porch and gates looked<br /> i smile for a flash<br /> and then i recall of this memory<br /> of my childhood.<br /> <br /> i sit by the river bank<br /> and i wonder far<br /> for what is to come<br /> and a fish submerges for a breath of air<br /> and i think to myself<br /> when the time is in need,<br /> then the chance is yours.<br /> <br /> i sit on the bench<br /> in this garden with lakes and ponds<br /> i saw this girl pass by<br /> she smiles at me<br /> and i look at my hand<br /> for the silver band saying<br /> Forever.<br /> <br /> i sit in front of this screen<br /> and i type of my past<br /> hoping for a future<br /> better than the present one.<br /> <br /> and in this lonesome place<br /> in a lonesome country<br /> i sit upon this chair<br /> with a loner whom i call<br /> my self.<br /> <br /> <embed id="DAPPlugin" style="visibility: collapse;" type="application/x-dap-background"></embed>suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-83215919017692334432012-02-18T00:07:00.000+08:002012-02-18T00:07:40.239+08:00<div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></div><br /> Tears are not just drops of salt water.<div>Tears are not just proof of your feelings.</div><div>Tears are not just pain.</div><div><br /> </div><div>Tears is the purpose of one's desire to communicate in a way that one sees as something beautiful and truly honest.&nbsp;</div><div>It is the way of how you and I see things and perceive it to be sad, pain, loneliness, and deprivation.</div><div>It teaches us to be strong and put up a face tougher and a heart stronger.</div><div>It provides the courtesy of feelings and humanity.</div><div>It is will.</div><div>It is power.</div><div>It is desire.</div><div>It is a message sent from one's heart to another.</div><div>It is a culture.</div><div>Indeed, tears is not just drops of salt water, proof of your feelings, pain but a new chapter of a new beginning.</div><div><br /> </div><div><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://files.myopera.com/KaranJohar/blog/tears.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="311" src="http://files.myopera.com/KaranJohar/blog/tears.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div>Tears. <br /> </div>suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-85162913280247814742012-02-05T22:22:00.003+08:002012-02-05T23:47:48.809+08:00<div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></div>An advantage is like a gold coin. Off all the coins that you see in your wallets, piggy banks, and even collector's album, you never get to see a gold coin. Coins are common and they are everywhere, but a gold coin is random, peculiar,&nbsp;awkward perhaps, but it certainly is something not what you and I see everyday. Coins come to us in different values, sizes, maybe weights, but the fact is, all of them are coins. A gold coin however, is still, permanent, one of a kind and is somehow interesting.<br /> <br /> What differs a common coin to an interesting gold coin, despite of them being coins and come in values?<br /> Should a common coin be tarnished, what of the gold coin? Will it be too? Or shall it sustain its interesting personality?<br /> And what makes a coin common and a gold coin interesting?<br /> <br /> When the day gets hot, a boy uses his last few coins in his pockets to get an ice cream. It was&nbsp;strawberry&nbsp;and he licked it off his hands.<br /> The economy was at a point where notes became nothing but coloured papers. So, a man went to the bank, depositing in a private account, a safe, better said, a bundle of gold coins.<br /> A man was about to cross the road when he received this gold coin, and then smiled, thanking God for the lorry that zoomed past missed his cane.<br /> A boy got so mad at his friend that he took one of his coin and threw it into the lake where it was seen no more. The boy lost a coin but gained a weight lighter.<br /> <br /> What all of us are, are like coins. A bunch of coins together in a sack, with different values, shades, designs and the years! Its a common things that we get to know things the common way, do things the common way, &nbsp;perceive things the common way and responding to things the common way. As much as almost every transaction demands a certain number of coins of different values, depending on the currency, the same goes to how we as people react and respond to one another, or to any situations. The irony is, as different the value of one coin is to another, we, living beings maintain a&nbsp;parallel property to the coins. We act differently, respond variously, and even comprehend unlikely.<br /> <br /> A lady seeing a boy beating up another boy might call him a bully, but for all you know, that victim was trying to disturb the "bully's " sister.<br /> <br /> A man calling for help might be seen as weak, for the fact of him being a man, but the next thing you know, that man died or lost in the battle in agony, while you watched prejudicing him.<br /> <br /> A girl calling a shy boy 'chicken' for not wanting to face his bully might seem hilarious, perhaps pragmatic, but, deep inside, the boy may have had a trauma and this mental sickness is eating him by the minute and by your name-calls.<br /> <br /> A boy who has the passion for cooking, mostly, are referred as a girl's boy, sometimes, a sissy, but what about the chefs around the world and the fact that men are indeed the best in the field?<br /> <br /> So, all this is just another bunch of coins all having different values. We all are made to complement one another, filling the gaps between the innocent and the rebellious. We come as beings to this world to proclaim what has been destined for u since birth but all we do is sulk at the misfortunes and the short comings of our lives. We come to this world as a player, but clawing others acting as champions but not realising that the same player and Champion are taken deep under six foot, side by side.<br /> <br /> The gold coins are the little gifts that God put among us. They are within us, only waiting to be harnessed. These gold coins claim a much better respect, look, acknowledgement and confidence, knowing that they always put a smile on our faces. They lie deep in the minds, in the hearts, and in the conscious self, always reminding us that, in every coin you see, there is a drop of gold and it is this gold that makes it, no matter what year, what value, what&nbsp;currency, a gold coin.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a 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width="320" /></a></div>suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-45164703707427623722012-01-15T22:42:00.001+08:002012-01-15T22:42:36.283+08:00To make one's life easy is to make the other's difficult.<br /> To give an excuse of self importance is to make others hateful of you.<br /> <br /> Story of His Life:<br /> <br /> Once upon a day, Sushi went to the shop. Sushi went to a Japanese-serving food shop. Sushi liked the food served in the shop there for he has been going there for the past 36 months since it was built out of shacks and ropes. Sushi's favourite dish was the kimchi. He liked it so much that he only ordered that particular dish each time he visited the shop. He is always known by the waiters and waitresses there for his most unique order, "One kimchi set or I'll blow your face up!" Everyone will laugh at it and then they serve his most favourite dish; the kimchi set.<br /> <br /> As Sushi enjoyed his kimchi everytime he went there, one day something happened that changed his life completely, if not like how they are used of saying, it isn't what I had mind and that it was a difficult decision to make. One day, as Sushi went to the Japanese shop again, and as he ordered his normal menu, one of the waitress came out of the kitchen and told him that they were out of kimchi and that they have something else to replace it with. Ti Sushi's surprise, the one that his normal kimchi set was replaced with was none other than the traditional Malay's style of preserving fruits using vinegar. Only this time, it was preserved vegetables and mixed with the Malay <i>sambal</i>.<br /> <br /> Sushi did not like the idea of changing his sense of taste buds to a new taste, for the one he had been tasting has been the one he liked most and never want to change. However, things you see are not for us to control. At one time, you can be the president of your nation, in results of the highest votes, but tomorrow, you may just be slashed with a news saying you were caught sneaking into a club or even a motel for reasons no others have rights to know, but they who commit it. At one time, you could win the sprint by all means of practice and determination, but tomorrow, you may skid in the run and fall far back, leaving you no chance to get up and finishing even second. At one time, you will laugh your hearts out&nbsp;forgetting&nbsp;all those who have ruined your day, but tomorrow, you will tear knowing that the friends you had laughed once with are now nowhere by your side.<br /> <br /> Sushi was like any other person. All he did was to go the shop and order his kimchi, and for a Japanese food outlet, its signature dish should never run out. And so Sushi went and saw the chef, the one who has been preparing his kimchi sets all this while. Sushi talked to the chef about the matter. He said he do not want the new pickled vegetabe with <i>sambal</i>. Sushi said that he, as a customer, has all the rights to get what he wants and reject what he does not. After all, it is Sushi who pays the bill. The chef too explained that it was not his fault for the run out of the kimchi. It was a decision made by the owner of the shop. The chef told Sushi that, if he still insisted on having the kimchi, maybe he could go to other shops serving the kimchi and ask them whether could they deliver his set over here. The chef wished him good luck and Sushi, feeling both irritated and depressed looked for the nearby Japanese shops.<br /> <br /> "Would you mind if you could send over one kmichi set over to the shop over there and in return, that shop will let you have their recipe of the newly figured out pickled vegetables with Malay <i>sambal?"</i><br /> <i><br /></i><br /> There were no positive feedbacks and Sushi was left alone to himself.<br /> <br /> Sushi knew not of his fate then though he could slightly imagine it but again Sushi will not give up till the battle is over. Sushi would never trade his kimchi for hot pickled vegetable. And yet, Sushi sits down at that very moment thinking of how would his chances be, whether to get back his kimchi from the other shops or to just manage his sense of taste bud to this new discovered dish.<br /> <br /> Moral of the story:<br /> <br /> <br /> To make one's life easy is to make the other's difficult.<br /> To give an excuse of self importance is to make others hateful of you.<br /> And God always watches upon us.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-6003169352643578952012-01-09T22:13:00.001+08:002012-01-09T22:26:58.638+08:00What is a friend and what is a stranger?<br /> What is a stranger compared to a friend?<br /> And what is a friend if you have a stranger on your right hand?<br /> <br /> A friend in need is a friend indeed. A stranger indeed, but a friend indeed. Yes. A stranger or an outsider is a better companion than a friend. Living with a person for the past twenty years does not give you the authority to judge and rule the person. Mind you, you may have known him or her for as long time can be traced back, but judging one based on oneself's perspective is not a wise act but a rather selfish attitude.<br /> <br /> A friend that judges is not a friend but a stranger that judges is only a stranger.<br /> A friend treated as a mat is not a friend but a stranger treated as a mat will never be a friend.<br /> A friend that wishes you luck might be a friend but a stranger who wishes you luck is a friend.<br /> A friend that keeps things away from you could be a friend but a stranger that keeps things away is only a stranger.<br /> A friend who buys your meal could be a friend but a stranger that buys your meal need not necessarily have an&nbsp;intention.<br /> A friend that laughs together is a friend but a stranger that laughs will only be a stranger.<br /> <br /> After all, it is the outsiders people prefer than those near them. It is sad to know it, that a man of logic favours another man whom to others, he is a stranger because at times knowing that you have someone beside you but not having the trust and belief is not what I call a friend, but a mat or foot rag.<br /> <br /> I guess, it is nature. And that the nature of mankind is a funny thing. They like the ones others dislike and prefers the ones others dislike. It is all the way of life, everyday in the mind, body, soul of one man,&nbsp;struggling to find him a seat in this&nbsp;theater.&nbsp;<br /> <br /> <br />suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-51084704764152159112012-01-05T21:55:00.001+08:002012-01-05T22:30:46.503+08:00What is to forgive someone and what is to forgive something?<br /> Forgiveness is a word, more precisely, a noun but what comes to the mind when the word arises?<br /> Apologizing is a way, but what if apologizing itself isn't true forgiveness?<br /> Admitting or confronting oneself's wrong doing is another, but what if it is not enough to forgive?<br /> Then, what is forgiving and forgiveness?<br /> <br /> A boy, who know not much but enough to say said, "People deserves a second chance.."<br /> But, mind you that a second chance does not mean a second time or a second forgiveness. Its about knowing that at one level, up to a certain point, where you have now nothing to loose but only to gain, that doing something, ridiculing and taking things for granted just because of one, two, or maybe ten incidents is not something i would say, forgiving. It is&nbsp;definitely&nbsp;not forgiveness and what more of forgetting and moving forth?<br /> <br /> One woman married a man, got abused later on just after her second child, with her first born traumatized with the incident stayed in deep void for, what knows like, months. And then, there comes this time, she starts to stand up and lead her life being a single parent, leaving that filth to rot, and smile to her very own parents whom she once deserted because of the trauma. Next, she, who was jobless, dependent on her parents, one of whom is a handicap and another, a housewife&nbsp;illiterate, now took up a job and got a car, insurance for her two children and fed them well. A woman once fell into the fangs of a devil is now making ends meet with a smile. As people start to look up to her, there comes this one other individual that picks on the past, calling her a fool for loving a fool. That individual disowned this woman, saying, she does not deserve respect, honour, and love. That same individual laughed at her misfortunes and clanked wine glasses together for a drink.<br /> <br /> One boy who went to school to study, that came from a town, where clubs and discotheques were uncommon, was misjudged, and ridiculed for knowing nothing. This boy, looked like a someone who knew not much but enough to speak was then somehow deserted indirectly. Soon, this very boy became a mat like item, was laughed and left aside by tales of once he shared and received. Later, this boy became a ghost and talked to himself, started a new way of life. He became topics of conversation among the teachers. He became a pre-star among those divas and real stars. He became a person! Like a balloon, that is kicked from one corner to another, that balloon tore a slit and flew high into the skies inflating itself and dropping in a whole new place.<br /> <br /> One can say that he or she has forgave that person, that woman, and that boy. However, that very person should know what his or her words mean. A simple acceptance of one's mistake is not just an act of conscience but it has got to be an act of will, pureness, and most of all, it should last. It is like, a boar saying that a pig is so pink that it looks like Barbie's next pet, but unknowingly, it is also that very black boar become the hunted pet of mankind. There is nothing good nor nothing great of making one look small, minute, insignificant or indistinct because at the end of the day, it is only the pot calling kettle black.<br /> <br /> To forgive is to know that you have no more thoughts of that person, but respect and honour.<br /> To forgive is to know that it lasts, and even if it is broken, to that person who forgave, it must last.<br /> To forgive is to know that you are a person too and the next, it may be you who devastates for acceptance.<br /> <br /> There is a reason why the Earth is a sphere, a circle in two dimensional view and not a square, a triangle or a prism. What goes around comes around, just like a ball, you kick it, and as it hits the surface, it is reflected and aims back at you.<br /> <br /> That is forgiving and forgiveness.suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-9232052967436115712011-11-08T00:19:00.000+08:002011-11-08T00:23:39.619+08:00Have you ever wondered why is it that the world seems flat and wide when it is actually a sphere?<br /> <div> Have you ever asked yourself why is it that today's words would not sound the same as tomorrow?&nbsp;</div> <div> Have you ever doubted on how people say or do things the way they were once known, to you at least, as something very different than that?</div> <div> Have you ever questioned them then?</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> <div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> </div> People do and people live. People do live in the way they do things to live. It is sad to see or witness something of your desires and yet as much as you might want to have it, it just seems too far away, or else, requiring something so great that could in fact come in handy for another course. Say for example, you were walking by a street and then this scent reaches your nostrils and it just carries you right down the street and into the front door of this little cottage with hot baking pancakes and thick rich milk in palm length glasses. You very much like and want to enter it but you stand back and hesitate. Am i invited? Is it free? Do they perhaps provide samples? And with a minute or two of thinking and reflecting maybe, you turn your back against the little brown cottage and walk away. All in the while, thinking and mostly reflecting.<br /> <br /> Thinking &nbsp;is a funny thing. Reflecting only makes you laugh cynically. But then, in reality, what is gone is gone. &nbsp;Nevertheless, having gone and gone forever are two things apart. It may have gone but not impossible to retrieve it. Simirlarly, its like turning back and heading into the cottage for the pancakes and milk. Life is indeed different from one walk to another.<br /> <br /> Today you let go of things thinking that it is for the best of both worlds.<br /> Today you rush into with the rest to claim what is yours and proudly announce your victory.<br /> Today you keep things unsaid to leave a heart unhurt.<br /> Today you tell off your mind to draw the line and to avoid future predicaments.<br /> Today you do things your way, feeling comfortable but perhaps a little insecure.<br /> Today you act in a way not unlikely to be you, feeling satisfied, but guilty in another way.<br /> <br /> So where is then the definition of saying and doing things you mean and meaning the things you say and do? To me, it all falls on the way we look at things and of how we intend others to perceive. Say you do not want to intrude the little cottage, bearing in mind that the pancakes aren't baked for you, and then leave, but in walking away, you regret, perhaps if you had asked for one, you might get a taste of it. And say you want to have that hot pancake and the rich milk, and you just go and get it, you might as well be given a basket full of them or even chased after with a broom.<br /> <br /> Deep down, pancakes and milk do get along together, for the rumbling tummy!<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a 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width="320" /></a></div> <br /> <br /></div>suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9215281965762147227.post-66723089579300449902011-11-06T22:26:00.002+08:002011-11-06T22:32:41.070+08:00I am now currently listening to the song "Words" by Boyzone as I'm typing here.<br /> <div> <br /></div> <div> Words! So what do they do?</div> <div> It compliments.</div> <div> It encourages.</div> <div> It soothes.</div> <div> It electrifies.</div> <div> <div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"> </div> It personify us.<br /> <br /> Simirlarly,<br /> <br /> It critics.<br /> It discourages.<br /> It downgrades.<br /> It humiliates.<br /> It saddens.<br /> It mocks.<br /> It even turns life upside down.<br /> <br /> So where do the boundaries of Words lie. A line that distinguishes a certain extent to what it means. Somehow, we fail to see the seemingly fading, perhaps, long-erased line in that it has reflected the way we live. We fumble in this dull category that we do not realise the extent of the Words we use, plainly either to mean it honestly, sincerely, intuitively, intently, or even without realization. It is the Words that we profoundly and randomly and selectively that we utter unlikely the way that we used to live, now is deteriorating miserably. Somehow somewhere, Words is indeed man's most influential creation and indeed man's most affecting aura.<br /> <br /> Nothing too good and too bad is good. Everything needs a start and a stop. The way of saying one too much or frequent and the other of saying too less or occasionally is not what we are used of. We use these Words in times not knowing how it is able to put a shadow on one that follows that particular person for as long as the clock ticks. &nbsp;We use these Words in times knowing that it will bring either satisfaction, harmony, faith, trust and confidence.&nbsp;We use these Words in &nbsp;a way to know that everyone and everything has a limit and a boundary as well as their own Words to adhere to.<br /> <br /> Sadly, men sometimes chooses to pin it out of their heads.<br /> <br /> Words is the units that we use in a dialogue, a script, a poem, and even a speech.<br /> Words is also the blesses that we give to people, animals, things and the Earth.<br /> Words is also the curses that we slur onto these beings.<br /> <br /> Words is like time. Once uttered, it is irreversible. As much as we know that time is like gold, how come, Words has not been associated with anything? Perhaps of its ambiguous characteristics that describes it in not being able to be compared with gold or even coal!<br /> <br /> Words is thus like a flower. As it grows, petal by petal, stalk by stalk, root by root, it never downsizes or evolves into a bud again. Either we use this Flower as decorative item, &nbsp;a gift that one appreciates and truly respects or use it as an illusion or mirage that that what is seen is not what it means.<br /> <br /> Words are indeed words. They are indeed man's most influential creation and indeed man's most affecting aura.<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR3GgOiBMerNXn0F2QycO8CgBMq8nhvPr_ODiiJSRb7GE_bSIyx" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR3GgOiBMerNXn0F2QycO8CgBMq8nhvPr_ODiiJSRb7GE_bSIyx" width="247" /></a></div> <br /></div>suresh lim keng leonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16491366195632329070noreply@blogger.com0