This day.

We are very positive people – very.

We live our lives as if we are going to live forever. We go to bed so assured that we’ll wake up tomorrow, just like any other day.

Today, a child feels lost, a brother weeps, a sister grieves, a father breaks, a mother mourns. Today, a loved one is missing. All this happened suddenly – today.

Only heaven knows the hearts of the ones who mourn in Japan.

Quotes warn us to speak love to the ones we love, but instead we’ve made friends with pride.

A few hours ago, a friend sent false report that Malaysia might be hit with earthquake. Before her mind could process the impossibility of that happening, the faces of people she would like to meet before anything happens flashed in her mind, the things she would tell them.

We know that incredible speech everyone gives about living your life to the fullest and with no regrets. And she has been doing just that, but only until a few hours ago, there was a shift in her heart. There are still things that she hasn’t done today- those faces.

Live every day as if it were your last and then some day you'll be right.- H.H. "Breaker" Morant

If news comes that your nation is to be hit by a deathly disaster now. What would you do?

Live today. Live now.

Broken Bridge

Broken Bridge

Sometimes we break, most of the time we are broken because of circumstances, because of people, but nonetheless, we all have been broken once before.

Nothing lasts forever.

Oh how very protective can one be? Just like the saying, with much expectation comes much disappointment, she holds on to these three words, just so she won’t build on anything- bridges to be specific. Instead she found bricks, more than she’ll ever need.

Piling up the bricks one on another, more than building walls, she made a prisoner of herself. And engraved on the walls to remind her to never break that wall was those three words – Nothing Lasts Forever.

Wall with no rooftop.

Building the walls, she could still see the sky from where she stood. Sometimes, we hold on to something we believe, not because its true, but because that is the only possible explanation to everything that is happening. But deep deep down, you hope someone or something can tell you differently.

A voice.

No, not the scary one, but a still small one. Like your heart.

Look at the stars of the sky. Its beautiful. Sometimes, the clouds may pass and you can’t see the stars no more. You search and you cannot find, but its there. Something’s do last, but sometimes it seems as if its not there, but just you wait, when the clouds disappear, you’ll see its been there the whole time.

But even if something do break you, just you make sure its worth breaking for or else, mend it.

Your Scene.

Gandhi said that whatever you do in life will be insignificant. But it's very important that you do it. I tend to agree with the first part. – Remember Me (movie)

The past couple of months, she has listened to people talk about their dream, their passion, their wishes and hopes. There’s always a bright smile on their face and so much enthusiasm when they speak of these things. Somehow, their every word seem lighter and takes speed, like they have been waiting to speak of it about that dream that repeats itself in their head like a scene in a movie that keeps replaying in your head even after the movie credits starts rolling.

But most often, the scene which they speak about ends where it started. Like how when you listen to the same song, when it reaches the end, it goes to the beginning and stops, and ready to play again just in case you’d like to listen to it again. Time is what we say keeps us from making that scene a reality. Some say, there isn’t enough time, some say maybe another time,  other say it’s impossible.

You and I, we have dreams. Making it happen isn’t going to be as easy as uttering the words. But its important we try anyway.

A good friend said, “ Try. Don’t not try.”

Try- these simple word with three letters seem so insignificant, but it carries challenges, it encourages, it builds hopes and picks you up again, because even if you stumble and fall,you can always try again.

If you could hear me, I would say that our finger prints don't fade from the lives we've touched.

One day when our journey end, the things we do may be insignificant, but as long as it served its purpose at that time, then its worth doing. The choices we make doesn’t only define us, but it brings meaning to others.

Whatever you do in life will be insignificant, but it's very important that you do it. Because nobody else will.

Try. She will.

Quotes from Remember Me (Movie)

Blindsided.

Its been 33 days since she ventured into this new adventure.

“You really have bad eyesight!” Denise

Glasses.

They come in different sizes, thickness, and now even colours. She never liked using glasses. Its as if there is a frame in everything that she sees.

Frodo: I can't do this, Sam.

Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened?

From a distant she heard voices. As she walks to get a better view, she sees a blur image of a group of people standing side by side, talking- deeply. As she approaches even nearer, she sees strain on their foreheads, their brows bending sharp, what sounded like discussion were turning into commotion. Some were bending over back to take a look at the table, some were tilting their heads as they sit on the ground, trying to take a look at what was on the table. 

A different glass.

Some said the cup was half full, some said, it was rather half empty. Some just didn’t care. One just walked over and drank that glass of water, put it back on the table and walked away.

But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand.

What she see matters, what you see matters. But if shouting out what we see  causes trouble and defeats the whole point of choosing to see that something, then what she sees and what you see does not matter one bit.

A dying man might ask  for a glass of water. Now if we’re going to be arguing about if he literally wants it in a glass or a mug, soon the man will die and there is no point in even talking about the glass. What you see and I see only matters if it helps, if it builds, if it constructs.

“If you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything”- Bambi the movie.

Because its so easy to break then to build.

I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.

Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam?

Sam: That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for.

— "The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers "

What you see matters, but why you see what you see matters more.

2010 is going to be beautiful – Ashley Chan

Indeed 2010 was beautiful in its own way.

It all started by the roadside, where she stood.Watching how the rays of the sun pierced through the puff of clouds, so forcefully,and yet so natural at the same time. The day couldn’t look more promising. Her suitcase sat heavy with new expectation, and new resolution on the ground by her feet, waiting with her to embark on a new journey.

 

Then came a roaring sound of engine of a bus. The destination reads : 2010. She has never seen so many people inside one bus. It was wrecked, with iron steels bare exposing the rust and seats close to the one in front. But it was filled with people from different places, backgrounds, culture, but all looking forward to their destination.

 

Little did they know that 2010 was no destination because 2010 begun in that bus. Friends were made, old friends got closer, some got further. Lessons were learnt, some are easy but most were hard, just like medicine, the bitterness settles for good. She learnt to let go of something she has been holding on for something new. Just like how a climber would let go of one rock to get to another above. Letting go was never easy, but it was a move that brought her to greater heights. It was in that bus that tears and pain was shared. And it was through the pain and tears that best friends and strangers turned into family. It was in that very bus that so much joy and laughter was shared.

 

While there were a few who waited for her to stumble and fall, there were also the ones who waited to embrace her when she fell, to help her up on her feet. She thank God for these ones the most.

It has been a long journey.From a distant she see a stop. The bus slows as it reaches to a halt. Getting down the steps, she reflects on the many beautiful memories made in the bus of 2010. She remembers the lessons, she remembered how she found her Maker again.

 

And soon enough, as the bus of 2010 left us, another roaring sound of an engine came approaching. This time, this bus reads : 2011.  The bus ride up 2010 was good, but it was where the ordinary was. The roads were safer, the struggles were the same as any ordinary man. So this time, she decides to hitch hike up 2011.

 

Where the road might take her she don’t know. Her baggage is no longer with her. She doesn’t have the sun to shine for her, the moon to light her darkness, nor the wind to blow away her coming tears. Instead she has the Maker of all this.

Let the adventure begin!

Blessed 2011.

Dream chasers

A journey of a thousand mile starts with a single step.

She speaks of dreams like its a forgotten chapter in the life’s manual. But that gives us all the reason to speak of it more. For when we were little, we knew little, but we dream more. As we grew, we knew more, and dream little.

There was a little chapter in her life’s book, it reads- Unfulfilled Dreams- as the title. Yes, there are some dreams which goes unfulfilled. Yes, I am a believer of dreams, I believe that if you believe in something so bad, go for it. But there are times when some dreams have some other things attached to it, sometimes its other people, sometimes the time just isn’t right, sometimes, we give it up for the better.

As you write the pages of your life, there are times, that you can’t help but turn the pages back. And see all that remains of it are just unfulfilled hopes and desires. And its difficult not to wish all of that came to pass. Yes, we are grateful and blessed for all that we have, for all that we have achieved and all the things money cannot buy. But that lingering feeling of what if things were different.

She knows, maybe you do too, that there is a time for everything and for everything there is a time. We may know the time of the day, and the season of the year, and our timeline on earth as we live each day. But there is a great Timekeeper who knows the times and seasons of our life. Although knowing this raises hope and faith but that isn’t going to diminish the feeling we have about the dreams that are still in our heads and not a reality.

History maker.

I never got to wrap my mind around what that actually means. For it seems like it carries so much meaning then just living and building a past to reminisce about. How do you make history when its something that is no longer the present? I didn't know until now.

Someone said live today like there is no tomorrow, and dream as if you have a long time to live. Instead she learnt this, live today as if all the unfulfilled dreams and desires in the past are better off remained as just dreams because in reality you are so much more than what could have been if that dream were to come true. A history maker changes the course of history by writing it. So the only way to change the direction of the where your past is leading is by living differently now. But that’s just about changing your history. What if you lived for a greater cause, imagine what greater history you might make.

Make all that broken dreams seem like its best broken, for where you are now might not be where you would have been should that dream turn into reality. A journey of a thousand mile starts with a single step, take that step with the Timekeeper, for time is in His hands. After all, He Himself made and is still making history.

So dream chasers, turn around, walk to your broken dreams and thank God its broken, because right now, you’re a history maker. Live for a greater cause, desire for greater things and make history. Don’t stop dreaming, there’s where the unimaginable starts looking not so impossible.

The world is waiting.

Blessed Christmas and have a Rocking New Year.

Story writers.

Story writer.

If life was a story, then we must be the writer. And every blank page is a page filled with endless possibility, with no limitation. It is only when we begin to write them down, limitations exist, boundaries to our dreams.

Dreams are such beautiful things, filled with hope and desire. One of the three things a man can never be taken from are his dreams, that is unless you give them away.

“If you have a dream, you got to protect it.” - Pursuit off Happyness

You know how she used to say, when dream shatters, and hope seem to have lost its way, pick the pieces up, put them together? The past few month was different. More so today.

Sometimes the broken pieces are so heavy, sometimes picking it up might only cut you even more, it might cut the healing wound. And so, in her anecdote today, she learnt to let it go. I’m not saying throw all your hopes and desires, I'm saying let it go – for now. I won’t lie, its not easy to build something and watch it parish, but move on. Because there is someone who would come picking up the the broken pieces. Whether He decides to put the pieces together or to throw them altogether, I am unsure, but I am sure He loves us too much to watch us walk away with brokenness.

A new step.

Its never easy making a new step. A step of faith, of trust. Trust by itself has its own strings of disappointment attached to it. Perhaps, that is why we rather not trust. But a new step she chose to make anyway. With this new step, who knows where the road might take her, the stories she might write,the footprints of this journey that marks trust, faith, hope and love. A new chapter in her book, maybe a chapter that would never close. Just maybe.

Even if the new stories she writes might have smudges that looks like disappointment. She knows there is an Editor, who knows better. He knows the beginning and the end of every story she writes. He knows yours too. And He will make sure the end will be a beautiful one for He knows your heart and your desires.

So write your story, and trust the Editor. It’s going to be one great book. Take a new step while you’re at it. A fresh start.