Monday, June 8

Epiphany

elusiveness of happiness left me searching for quite some time. there were times where I thought I've figured it out and things have turned out the way I wanted but that feeling didn't seem to last long... pretty much self explanatory if not, there is no need for this entry!

Lots of hits and misses, clouded with presumed hits and unexpected misses, I do have random epiphanies occasionally.

this one was a thought that lingered with me for a week. Here goes:

I wondered about the life span of the feeling of happiness... which one will last longer?

Getting something the way I wanted OR Choose to be happy with whichever that was given to me

As I recalled some of life experiences that I achieved something that I wanted, I didn't think happiness lasted very long... 

Happiness lasted slightly longer when I got something that I didn't expect I will achieve. 

The point is that feeling of happy soon went away. In the end, one encounter after another, this has left me chasing for the next "something" I assume will make me feel happy. 

Therefore, getting something the way I wanted didn't prove to make me happy for long.

So what if I choose to be happy with whichever that was given to me? Will the feeling of happiness last longer?

Firstly, I think this is highly difficult. What's there to be happy about when we had a bad day... when we didn't get something the way we want to... 

tbc....

mrt has reached my stop!





Monday, April 20

the introvert in an extroverted place.

Feeling like this for a good 7 years. Thought I could learn it but it is not that easy. Part of mixed messages came from myself. Like I always wanted to be true to myself. I do strife for that as much as I can. There are situations where I forced myself and it indeed turn out well. However, another side of the story is all these are not good enough. You tried your best but you should be like more of this, more of that, blah.

I wonder if being me is it so bad?

I'm not saying this is the end of the road for me. I recognize how much I've grown through the challenges. 

How or when will you know that it is time to just be yourself?

Anyway I know there will never be an absolute answer to this question.

Friday, April 3

Mr. Lee is no more

The last week was filled with grief and sadness. Though the person is not my kin but the news was saddening because he was the founding father of my nation. And I am proud of my country.

Starting from the time he was admitted to hospital for an extended period, we kept hearing the news of his health condition. Then people started to send him well wishes and flowers and kind souls prayed hard for him to get well. That's when my emotion started to change.

There were many citizens who love him, respect him and were genuinely concern about him. Other than stirring an unfamiliar emotional I have had for him, my perspective was shifted from my daily grind to the birth and survival of my country. 

From the time he was PM, SM then MM, I was ignorant, apathetic and seriously taking things for granted. It was also "uncool" to listen to and agree with the government as an young adult. When he came for dialogue session in my university, most of my peers do not care or thought only weirdo will attend.

In the past week, after work was time spent glued to the television catching up on history which I already know but with added realizations. It used to be just facts and historical events that happened but now I see the determination of one great man who dedicated his life to ensure we survive, making hard decisions that may not be popular but proved to be important to our nation in the future.

With an added admiration of the leader that we have had, I reflected on one occasion that I sent in a feedback to MDA. Few years back, during CNY a local movie was on free to air TV. Typical of local movie depicting days of early Singapore, it was filled with characters of different dialect. I caught the show in cinema before but while it was on TV, the dialect were all gone and dubbed over with mandarin. I thought the show had totally loss it's essence. My feedback was to keep the original language but providing viewers with options to switch just like Korean drama on TV. The gist of the response was, dialect too similar to mandarins and they did not want to misled / confuse the younger viewers via free to air TV programs. 

I thought about young Singaporeans not knowing their dialect and won't be able to pass down this language to next generations. It was precious culture that will be lost. 

Now I think bilingualism is a good policy. We have an official working language and we know our mother tongue because that is still who we are. Our sense of identify is Singaporean. We will not be define as Hakka, Teo Chew or Hainan. The path on bilingualism is already not easy, few are really proficient in both. I took reference from the street interviews done, young kids now can hardly speak mandarin, what more to think about dialect. 

His vision was shockingly accurate in most issues. I cannot be more amazed.

Why only upon his death then we look more deeply into his life's work, I don't know. But I'm glad that I was truly inspired. Inspired by this great man recognized by the world. Inspired by this great man who built this home for me. 

Thank you is not enough. 
I will contribute to keep her progressing and the small but unmissable nation in Asia. 


Friday, January 23

thought of the day

how to deal with someone who is asking irrelevant questions? 

answering it is wasting time
not answering is like agreeing to their point...

hmmm.

Sunday, January 4

Another New Year?

Okay, hello 2015, another new year has come.
This also marks 10 years on this blog! wow... not that I post entries regularly but it is still amazing that I have 1 blog and it has been in existence for 10 years.

*clap clap*

Spent the last 2 weeks of 2014 without work, and the feeling was wonderful. Time was spent with my darling exploring new places in an old destination, learning new things and improving myself.

Of course, with the time I love to do what I do a lot...

Wondering in my thoughts.

Gandalf said, All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.

I wondered about time. Each of us were given the gift of time to live...

Assuming I lived till 80 years old with an abled mind & body. With 12 hours each day that I can utilised to do something of my choice. I would have 350,000 hours worth of time.
Till this age, I have spent 131,400 hours to become who I am today.

Were the 131,400 hours squandered or well used?

Only I can answer this question.


And then, what's next?
Another 219,000 hours of my time. How should it be spent?

*secretly feeling glad that it is still more than half.*




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