We had great plans.
We had much anticipation.
We had been patient.
Then it happened.
The curve ball that the world talk about. Warn us about.
"Those kinda stuff only happens to others, never to us" became a reality that slapped us on our faces. Hard.
Disappointment oozed from our every pore. Frustration struck our every cell.
We endure.
We believe.
We love.
As long as we stand by each other, it will be alright.
:)
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Ticket to life
This picture was circulated in the FB space some days back and whilst it took most folks down memory lane, it reminded me of my formative years.
It took me back to the days when my brother and I spent our days riding up and down the bus routes while waiting for either mom or dad to finish their shift for the day. It reminded me of the time when I knew the bus routes by heart. When we played games guessing the number of folks who'd be at the next bus stop. Such simple joy back then.
Looking back, the big bus depot opposite the city stadium that used to intimidate me doesn't seem so scary anymore. Comparing to its bustling heydays, it tugs at my heartstrings to see its current ghostly state. The price we pay for development, some say. I disagree. Public transportation is still thriving in some developed nations like Singapore. We just need to have good leaders to lead the folks on Paradise Island.
When I turned 10, my mom decided to share the family's laundry responsibility with me. "So that you can learn to be a good wife one day", she reasoned. (Funny how I turn out to be the unconventional woman today) Back then, we didn't own a washing machine. As surreal as it sounds, it was indeed an experience doing the laundry by hand. An experience not everyone can claim to have at the age of 10.
I remember the reminder to turn out the pockets of their jackets for any left behind tickets. Or coins. "The pockets need to be turned inside out to clean them properly. Else you get a clean jacket but dirty pockets", mom will remind me. So I remember. Till today.
My friends remember those days well too. Mainly for the free rides they get from my folks. Since my parents made it a point to know who our friends are, they'd recognise the faces (sometimes names of my BFFs back then) and let them save the bus fare for treats later. To this day, some of my friends fondly recall those days and ask about my parents when our paths cross.
When the government-owned bus company turned private, my parents opted for early retirement. The fun-filled bus rides stopped then. But I will never forget the times when I grew up with those buses. Those colorful tickets. Those days when my folks taught me how to be a responsible human being when I grow up.
It's a lesson I take with me as I journey the path of Life. That no matter how far I go, I must always remember my roots. And how I wouldn't be who I am today if not for those beginnings.
Thank you for making me me.
It took me back to the days when my brother and I spent our days riding up and down the bus routes while waiting for either mom or dad to finish their shift for the day. It reminded me of the time when I knew the bus routes by heart. When we played games guessing the number of folks who'd be at the next bus stop. Such simple joy back then.
Looking back, the big bus depot opposite the city stadium that used to intimidate me doesn't seem so scary anymore. Comparing to its bustling heydays, it tugs at my heartstrings to see its current ghostly state. The price we pay for development, some say. I disagree. Public transportation is still thriving in some developed nations like Singapore. We just need to have good leaders to lead the folks on Paradise Island.
When I turned 10, my mom decided to share the family's laundry responsibility with me. "So that you can learn to be a good wife one day", she reasoned. (Funny how I turn out to be the unconventional woman today) Back then, we didn't own a washing machine. As surreal as it sounds, it was indeed an experience doing the laundry by hand. An experience not everyone can claim to have at the age of 10.
I remember the reminder to turn out the pockets of their jackets for any left behind tickets. Or coins. "The pockets need to be turned inside out to clean them properly. Else you get a clean jacket but dirty pockets", mom will remind me. So I remember. Till today.
My friends remember those days well too. Mainly for the free rides they get from my folks. Since my parents made it a point to know who our friends are, they'd recognise the faces (sometimes names of my BFFs back then) and let them save the bus fare for treats later. To this day, some of my friends fondly recall those days and ask about my parents when our paths cross.
When the government-owned bus company turned private, my parents opted for early retirement. The fun-filled bus rides stopped then. But I will never forget the times when I grew up with those buses. Those colorful tickets. Those days when my folks taught me how to be a responsible human being when I grow up.
It's a lesson I take with me as I journey the path of Life. That no matter how far I go, I must always remember my roots. And how I wouldn't be who I am today if not for those beginnings.
Thank you for making me me.
Friday, November 30, 2012
My #1 fan
Sometimes when they question my choices.
Sometimes when they mock my beliefs.
Sometimes when they judge my actions.
At all times, I stand firm.
I know what I want.
I know who I want.
I know when I want.
I know why I want.
And I most definitely know how I want it all.
So no matter how close you are to me,
Or how much you mean to me,
I will always believe in me.
The rest of the world may doubt me,
But I never will.
Please always remember that when you come preaching the high heavens to me.
Sometimes when they mock my beliefs.
Sometimes when they judge my actions.
At all times, I stand firm.
I know what I want.
I know who I want.
I know when I want.
I know why I want.
And I most definitely know how I want it all.
So no matter how close you are to me,
Or how much you mean to me,
I will always believe in me.
The rest of the world may doubt me,
But I never will.
Please always remember that when you come preaching the high heavens to me.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
New Toy : S3
I love its tag: "Designed for humans, inspired by nature"
I can so totally relate to that.
:)
Tata, fruit.
I will not miss you.
:P
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Born to be us
I think about the times I felt like strangling you.
I think about the times you refused to go away.
Then I think about how we've been to hell and back.
I think about how spontaneous we are.
I think about how non-conforming we are.
Then I think about the unforgettable rides we've been on.
For the past almost-7 years,
It has been quite a journey.
One that has surpassed all the journeys we have taken in our lives.
And when I go to sleep at night thinking of you.
And wake up thinking of you,
I know I am definitely with who I was born to be with.
LYLT, b.
I think about the times you refused to go away.
Then I think about how we've been to hell and back.
I think about how spontaneous we are.
I think about how non-conforming we are.
Then I think about the unforgettable rides we've been on.
For the past almost-7 years,
It has been quite a journey.
One that has surpassed all the journeys we have taken in our lives.
And when I go to sleep at night thinking of you.
And wake up thinking of you,
I know I am definitely with who I was born to be with.
LYLT, b.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Luck Lick Love
I am the luckiest person in this world.
From the sandwiches you prepare for my lunch everyday,
To the dinner you make sure I eat every night.
From the early morning wake-up kisses,
To the evening welcome-home cuddles.
From the cheeky grins when you do something wrong.
To the adorable frowns when I do something wrong.
I must've done something really right in this life.
To be made the luckiest person in this world.
:D
From the sandwiches you prepare for my lunch everyday,
To the dinner you make sure I eat every night.
From the early morning wake-up kisses,
To the evening welcome-home cuddles.
From the cheeky grins when you do something wrong.
To the adorable frowns when I do something wrong.
I must've done something really right in this life.
To be made the luckiest person in this world.
:D
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
A Crush
You looked at me.
I smiled.
You smiled back shyly.
I reminded myself to look away.
So I did.
A little bit later.
I looked up.
There you are again.
Looking yet pretending not to be looking.
I found myself doing the same.
I can't help but look.
And look, and look, and look.
And I realise you are looking too.
Maybe in another lifetime, perhaps?
Coz in this lifetime, our hearts are already stolen.
Happily stolen.
:)
I smiled.
You smiled back shyly.
I reminded myself to look away.
So I did.
A little bit later.
I looked up.
There you are again.
Looking yet pretending not to be looking.
I found myself doing the same.
I can't help but look.
And look, and look, and look.
And I realise you are looking too.
Maybe in another lifetime, perhaps?
Coz in this lifetime, our hearts are already stolen.
Happily stolen.
:)
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