Introduction
Speak not, lie hidden, and conceal
the way you dream, the things you feel.
Deep in your spirit let them rise
akin to stars in crystal skies
that set before the night is blurred:
delight in them and speak no word.
How can a heart expression find?
How should another know your mind?
Will he discern what quickens you?
A thought once uttered is untrue.
Dimmed is the fountainhead when stirred:
drink at the source and speak no word.
Live in your inner self alone
within your soul a world has grown,
the magic of veiled thoughts that might
be blinded by the outer light,
drowned in the noise of day, unheard...
take in their song and speak no word.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Ah, this seems to alien and strange to me, to blog after so long. I do this under extreme protest and for the sole purpose of entertaining someone who's so bored at work/ attachment that reading my blog has become the only decent thing to do in life. :P
As for me and my life, I have decided that writing about my trip to China is pretty much pointless because no matter how hard I try, you simply can't capture the
awesomestness of Lij
iang or my team.
Haha, really the problem is I don't know where to start and if I miraculously do, I wouldn't know where to end. So as always, I shall be random. I have been reminiscing entirely random events of my life since China, I don't even know why. Suddenly, being back in Singapore and doing what I always do seems to be pointless and so dumb, when I could be doing much more in say, Lij
iang, with my team! Maybe THIS is my calling, to do service. I don't know whether it is the warmth of the people there, gorgeousness of
Lijiang/ Ming Yin, the awesomeness of my team, or simply the pleasant experiences I had that has swayed me. Okay, I should stop and get to the point. That's something else I have been doing since I came back, getting carried away. Like
Sijia's nick says, its 'Time to come back down to Earth'.
1) My sister liked peeling off sausage skin before eating it. When we were at
Bishan, she occasionally made me do it too, after convincing me that that was the way it should be eaten!
2) This dream I had last night (I know, I am disturbed, too many dreams!) had me in this shady village watching TV (I know, highly improbable.) in this quaint little house (with some shades of
Chettipatti [father's hometown] and
Lijiang in it). It was an episode of Lost [STOP, if you are rolling your eyes now!) and when I used the
Starhub remote, it said S4
Ep01. Then I got so confused and flustered because I had never seen this episode and it was CLEARLY not the premiere of season 4! I am not writing this to make anyone laugh, just astonished by my own sub-conscience! :O
3) I suddenly had this vision of the first time I met all of my friends today. Kinda like the 'How I Met Everyone Else' episode in How I Met Your Mother.
Haha, the first time I met Divya, in
Sinda class.
Bhuvan, in
tamil class (my first memory at least). Peixian, outside 405, talking band stuff to Divya (after which Divya will rave about what a nice person you are, still dunno where she got that from). Sara and Serene, in 09S03A, that quiet girls whom I never thought I could talk to, let alone be close friends! Yeah, the first impressions are clearly warped, I know. Other people, in other interesting situations.
4) Our team and how our individuals are all so like-minded. I have people with the same shopping tastes, book interests, personalities (
Chels is a
peadove too and her DISC profile is extremely similar to mine) and similar family ideals. No wonder there's so much team chemistry!
5) The village dream and Bryan's words about leading a simple life triggered memories of India and
Chettipatti. How my life would have been of my father had not studied German, proved his worth and come to Singapore is beyond my imagination. It's true that sometimes its lonely, being the only family in Singapore while the rest are scattered around the world. I would not be in
RJ, not have had so many experiences and not met this group of people I have come to love and treasure. The Butterfly Effect, it astounds me and makes me marvel about the fragility of life. I can so not imagine myself being in India, studying there. I am so used to my creature comforts (being claustrophobic and very mildly
OCD has that effect) and despite all my complaints, I have come to respect and admire this country in my own way.
6) More on the simple life thing, I love their way of living.
It'strue,
Lijiang children are much more beautiful than Singaporean ones, no matter what their ethnicity is. We all could immediately tell when the children in the Panda Reserve were Singaporean. Ponder, friends, doesn't that say something? I truly hope my kids would be decent and sincere but not like me in the sense that I feel I didn't make the most of my childhood (here, my sister would vehemently agree).
Haha, my sister and all her talk about her biological clock is influencing me!
7) One thing I have truly learnt out of life is that whenever I do something I feel loads of passion for, I always tend do/perform better. Whether it's stage, academics, service or even relationships.
8) I remember suddenly the day we were given the talk about ISLE and how we all flocked to the canteen to get the forms. Pei Xian was even saying how it was highly improbable to get in since so many people would want to join. I remember thinking whether it was worth my time going through the whole selection process, only to be rejected in the end (if in case). I now shudder I even thought that way. Please, after getting in, both Sara and I thought that those Monday sessions were boring and will always rush to Morning assembly at
ISH! Many others seem to have felt that way too! But (shouldn't start sentences with but, but I can't be bothered) I also remember the time late in the year when we went for
LSL and Sara, Alaric, Bryan and I were going home and were at
KFC/ BK/ Macs (I think
KFC, remember cheese fries) saying about how eager we were about the trip and you could see the raw anticipation, especially after how much our team had fun!
Hmm, wish I could go back to those times, just to experience the trip again..
9) Now that I am back, and have talked a LOT, I better do what I should be doing. :D Many people have warned me about it, whether its Ms Low (to Sara and I during consultation),
Geeva or my parents.
Okay, time to shut up. Geeva, I bet you regret ever asking me to blog! Even I feel I have talked too much. Still, it's good I kind of got about 1% of it all out.. :P
The End
6:38 pm
