Message behind a garbage truck “We collect what the Government promises”
A while ago I played Billy Joel’s “The River of Dreams”, it was a beautiful song especially when you are playing it in the middle of the night. I am inspired to write about this tile “Are you searching?”
So are you searching?
Have you lost something in the past that you work very hard now to find or recover? If there is, then what it is? Will it be the lost friendships? Lost time and opportunities? Lost direction and patience?
Or that you are looking for something that you don’t even know it was lost or taken away? Or simply that you need to look for something that would make you feel better once you have found it? Or something that your instinct tells you to find to complete what you have now?
Will that also be a case that you are searching for something that others do not have? Like something of a magic potion of lasting youth? Or simply something to make you feel better because it will make you unique? Or perhaps the thing you are looking for is priceless? Fame? Fortune?
Or simply searching because you are not sure what you are have right now? Food for thought. Good luck in your search!
Today is Friday the 13th. It is midnight here in my country and I ask myself how was the day has gone?
To be extremely honest, I have achieved all my targets I set out to do today. Pretty long schedule that takes me from 9.00 to 7.00 in the evening! Am I dead tired. Of course no because I am still keying these words so that I could post them before I sleeps.
What powers my energy today? Was that the symbolic number 13 and happens to be a Friday. Obviously no. But I guess the energy inside me that says “I wanted to accomplish something today” has done the trick! Again and again that is, day in day out! Everyday is an exciting day to me, because I have another opportunity to do what I like to do, especially executing my plans I have for the day, usually planned the night before. I keep close to my schedule, sometimes I give very tight deadline for myself!
Tomorrow (see? I am doing so unconsciously) I will speaking on risk management to a group of strangers who will be sitting for one of the toughest examinations in the world. I need to bring them into the topic without telling them its dead boring and sometimes just an academic rhetoric year after year and not practiced in the real world! I believe this is possible but my audience would behave like anyone else when it comes to this topic. I have an enormous task tomorrow actually. I remain positive, I know I can do it and I will just shut off and sleep after posting this. Let my conscious mind do the work as I rests.
You see what I mean? I have already exciting plans for tomorrow. Peanuts!
Cheers and have a good weekend!
I like this post I have written five years ago and I feel like reposting it!
Here you go.
Something I have written a while ago with a message.
This is 1943 just after WWII, a young family man told his four year old son “sunny, you need a hair cut, let’s go”. The son beamed with joy knowing that chocolate sundae is part of the deal, as usual on hair cutting day. No complaints.
This is 1953, now the man is ten years older, so is his son at fourteen. “Sunny, you need a hair cut, do you want to go because I am”. “no dad, barber Dan’s cut is no more cool!. It’s the rock and roll now dad”. Dad moves on without the little boy no more.
This is 1963, dad spotted a new hair style, not really, his head is balding. Son moves on into his twenty fourth year and has graduated college. “Sunny, you need a hair cut. Accompany me”. “I can’t dad, have to pick up Suzy. Got a appointment at the her hairdresser, she is helping me with the Afro”.
This is 1973, dad is 54 and the young man is 34. “your boy sure need a hair cut. When are you getting him one?”. “let it be dad, besides we hippie have our own freedom, so will be the boy when he grew up”. Dad is pretty upset with the response. Whatever.
This is 1983, dad no longer as mobile as he was at 64. Mom asked “you need a hair cut. Do you want to go today?”. Boy is no longer in sight as his family shifted out. Although only two sides above the ears have white hairs left, dad replied “yeah why not? Let’s go but we need a cab, maybe Joe could help”.
This is 1993, dad is almost bed ridden, mom is gone. Stay alone he depended on community services who usually drop by every Wednesday. “young man, you need a hair cut”, beamed the young volunteer. “yes I do. “. And he got one that morning, pretty happy with that cut.
This is 2003, dad has been bed ridden for the past three years, in the community hospital. Celebrating his 84th birthday coming Sunday, the hospital staff get a barber to cut dad’s hair so that he will be at his best. The whole hospital and the patients are looking forward to the birthday bash. Yet the barber is late for his appointment. “where is that barber you promised?” asked dad. “he must be having his own hair cut right now” humor from dad as he waited patiently.
This is 2011, at 92 dad became senile. Everyone that dropped by to see him will be asked “sunny, you need a hair cut. Do you want to go now?”. Dad seems to be longing too much for his boy to return all this while. We all knew that. It’s not just about the hair cut, it’s about companionship. It’s about someone to care for and being cared. But the boy is never in sight since he moved out.
This is a common story that I have imagined the past two days. Please drop by to see your old folks once a while. They are looking forward to see you, not your hair.
What is happiness? Is happiness self made, I mean you make happiness for yourself? Or are you doing something with other people that makes you happy?
I define happiness in a different way. I think happiness is about seeing people happy. I like the feeling that people around me are happy. Please don’t get me wrong that I goes around making people happy all the time. I don’t. I am a professional that my behavior is defined by events that good for all. I am not pleasing you because you need to be pleased. I will not pursue this debate here but concentrate writting on what is happiness.
Recently I had an opportunity to attend a graduation ceremony for my students. I jumped into the opporrunity! Yes I did! I told myself that I must go to put the creame on their success. I know they have looked forward to see me there. I knew that their photos will not complete without the presence of an academic faculty. I want to be there. I want to be there to complete their happiness. I want them to be happy parting ways with me. I want to do it for them! I knew they will be happy.
That way, I define happiness. Making happiness to people is my version of happiness.
P.s. pardon me of not loading all photos!
Last Christmas I spent some good quality time in the Pearl of Orient (Penang, Malaysia) with my family. We discovered new interesting places on top of our task there, hunting for Penang food! Dropping down work, the time spent was necessary for my fast growing daughter, something to carry in her memory for many years to come. The childhood memories that I and wife try to give her is important, just like the older time our parents have given us.
This year we found a new attraction called 3D Art Trick located somewhere in Light Street, Georgetown (Lebuh Light in the local language). This place is amazing because the two stories old colonial shop lots houses a variety of optical illusions for her visitors. I like the following few which looks sure real! They may be illusions but I am very sure that the time spent with my family is something I will treasure for a long time! I can see happy faces they carries wandering around the building. Yes, I can see from my eyes as well as from my camera lens.
I reckons that one can be truly happy by attending to the simplest things, events and lifestyle.” It is the moments that we enjoyed and will be cherishing. The photos speaks as we run through them back home, but I end up smiling, knowing that they have all enjoyed.
I am happy!
“When darkness sets in, nothing is shinning except your hopes”.
Deep. Where is the soul? In the heart? Is the soul in trouble when one is having a heart attack? Is the soul in the brain? Is there no soul when your head go blank? Is the soul in your hand? What about those without limbs? Is the soul in the tummy? Why did you say “eat your heart out” then?
Deep. When there is darkness and there is no life form, perhaps the only “thing” working is the soul? Or is that called hope?
Alright! It is half full because there is not enough to go around, so everyone got half a cup. This is when you have unexpected guests at your party. They always assume that you have abundance of food and drinks around at their disposal. Unfortunately no, not because they would be costs to much but I am more concern when they gone to waste!
It is also half full because kids at the party can’t drink too much, especially colder drinks and unhealthy carbonated drinks. Most parents would restrict their kids to keep them halved. I have seen some clever ones drank half when they took from the cocktail bar and slowly walking back to their seats with a half filled cup; convincing their parents that they have taken only half!
A few days ago I bought a cup of coffee from the machine and I was quite agitated because it turned out to be half filled. Disgusted because it was half filled from the already small paper cup! Not fair, it was half filled!
It is also believed to be half filled because no one actually notice who had drank my cordial drink at one of the party. I am sure it was filled full when the waiter delivered my drink but unfortunately when I was busy talking to other guests, some one has secretly sipped from my cup (maybe by accident). I wasn’t sure because I have no notice or seen anyone consumed it! I take it as half filled because I have no evidence that it was filled when delivered!
Seriously, it wasn’t about the drinks. The concept of being half filled would find its way to our daily careers; ranging from ideas presented, work done, consistency of arguments, claims etc. Many perceived the half full cup to signify inadequacy but I guess its a matter of perspective. I attribute them to some reasons such as retreat from an argument, compromise on negotiation (making ways for others), laying foundation for more ideas (that’s why it is half full) and many more. That’s why it is half full from my perspective. More so with some positive arguments why I choose to let them half filled!
Of course I am open for different perspective. Cheers but I prefer the beer mug to be filled, honestly!
Today I attended a church wedding of my student turned good friend, Dinesh and his lovely wife Adelynne. A very humble man, Dinesh is quite jovial and friendly. He is also very handsome today. At this pont of writting the bride is still getting herself ready the best look I guess.
I wish this newly wed a bright future in this holy matrimony, filled with love and blessings. Truly I am happy for both, a journey so beautiful for both to make it happen.
Dinesh has always a piece of my respect due to his hardworking attitude when he was doing his MBA.
I can be seen here with the happiest couple on earth today.
Happily married Dinesh and Adelynne!
p.s. believe me or not, this date was pre-booked more than half a year due to my busy schedule and I make it a point not to miss.