I like the wittiness of the human mind; man’s ability to conjure the politics and dynamics of life. The resourcefulness and positivity that is yielded from the variability of its use gives me a utopia. This is because there is always something better in life. For me, hard work and pleasure are not opposite sides of the same coin, rather one hand washing another. I believe in diligence but I let myself enjoy the hunt before the kill. Hence I attracted to everything freestyle: dancing, dressing...and obviously, writing.
I am also a staunch believer in the fact that life is so much what you make of it. I believe there is a greater force represented in God. The good desires in our hearts come from Him and when we put the resources (including our minds/intelligence) He gives to work, we are able to produce these (His) desires for us. Occasionally, there is the miraculous which He injects at His own time and setting, confirming His presence as Partner and His limitless ability in the walk of life.
(To be continued)
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
CRAVING FOR PAPER
Lately, I am amazed at how disorganized I have become. Unlike the last two previous years, I started this year at the workplace under a public service department where duty does not command giving any “souveniral” inducements. The public do not get those customized diaries, calendars and the like in a public care facility at the turn of the year. Hence, I started the year without a diary (from the workplace previously) in which I would normally crystallise my thoughts and map my actions.
People do different things to accentuate their priorities. For me, I either write or talk. I have done more of the latter and less of the former and their position have been poorly balanced. I learnt early that being in control of my self lies in identifying my priorities, listing their sequence and sticking to them. This said, now and again I break from agreed sequences in order to free myself from the boredom of monotony.
For whatever reason, my shopping has consistently strayed away from shops where I could get a good diary. I have written less and less lately and it has taken of the balance in my organized self.
Tonight, I crave for a diary. Much has been shared with my significant other but I need to put ink to paper, make my “visions plain on tablets” and live out my conscious life.
THE GAZE (amateur)
Dolphins. My amateur shots last year.
People do different things to accentuate their priorities. For me, I either write or talk. I have done more of the latter and less of the former and their position have been poorly balanced. I learnt early that being in control of my self lies in identifying my priorities, listing their sequence and sticking to them. This said, now and again I break from agreed sequences in order to free myself from the boredom of monotony.
For whatever reason, my shopping has consistently strayed away from shops where I could get a good diary. I have written less and less lately and it has taken of the balance in my organized self.
Tonight, I crave for a diary. Much has been shared with my significant other but I need to put ink to paper, make my “visions plain on tablets” and live out my conscious life.
THE GAZE (amateur)
Dolphins. My amateur shots last year.
Friday, February 11, 2011
STILL ON EGYPT
As I punch out this post, I am watching on TV the triumph of the people of Egypt as their siege against her own government bore fruit: a change of her leaders.
I am almost thrilled with a feeling akin to awe at the triumph of the resilient human spirit. It is unimaginable what we can achieve when we set our actions from a dogged determination. The past 18 days of peaceful protests by Egyptians are a true testament of this truth.
Only yesterday, a defiant Egyptian government practically vowed to continue its stay in power; another testament to the truth that it’s darkest just before dawn. Courage in the face of adversity will always be rewarded.We have been reminded to possess our own convictions and to air it with clarity.
I think this is one of those moments that will be etched into history. I am glad I witnessed it.
Congrats to the Egyptian people and bravo to the doggedness of the human will. Evil only thrives when good people stay silent.
I am almost thrilled with a feeling akin to awe at the triumph of the resilient human spirit. It is unimaginable what we can achieve when we set our actions from a dogged determination. The past 18 days of peaceful protests by Egyptians are a true testament of this truth.
Only yesterday, a defiant Egyptian government practically vowed to continue its stay in power; another testament to the truth that it’s darkest just before dawn. Courage in the face of adversity will always be rewarded.We have been reminded to possess our own convictions and to air it with clarity.
I think this is one of those moments that will be etched into history. I am glad I witnessed it.
Congrats to the Egyptian people and bravo to the doggedness of the human will. Evil only thrives when good people stay silent.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
IF IT HURTS...
Yesterday, I was reminded of the benefits of speaking one’s mind. Some kind of workplace transfer has been hanging over my head in the last three months. My sly self at his best has been able to wade it off consistently without stating my position to all concerned. So when it came up again and with a tone of definitiveness yesterday, I had to act up, confronted the parties involved and spoke out my aversion to being moved.
As I saw the response to my action, I wished I had been braver these past months. I have earned quite a rep with a few as being blunt lately. Or actually, I have become more forth-coming with expressing my stand on issues lately; so much that those who have interacted with me after a while of doing same have considered me combative!
I would not describe my childhood as a repressed one but I cultivated the habit of making excuses for others early. This rewarded me with living at peace with many. While life may not entirely be called a struggle, the fittest does survive. Opportunities have to be identified and taken with full grasp. Same can be said of expressing one’s discomfort. Silence will always be considered an agreement as long as disagreement is not expressed.
I am armed to see to the end of the issue at hand, but apparently, it would have been with fewer scars if I had spoken my mind earlier. How true the words “what you allow, continues”.
So if it hurts, blurt it out! You do not stand to loose anything (it hurts already after all).
GLOBAL FILTER
I have followed with keen interest the un-led public demonstrations against the government, first in Tunisia and now in Egypt. We are reminded of what becomes of an individual or society that is pushed to breaking point. Sadly, I do not see same happening to the country of my birth soon. We have always found ways to survive under a string of terrible leadership. Until we are pushed to the point where we are out of options, then shall we pick the placards, sing our songs and march the streets.
As I saw the response to my action, I wished I had been braver these past months. I have earned quite a rep with a few as being blunt lately. Or actually, I have become more forth-coming with expressing my stand on issues lately; so much that those who have interacted with me after a while of doing same have considered me combative!
I would not describe my childhood as a repressed one but I cultivated the habit of making excuses for others early. This rewarded me with living at peace with many. While life may not entirely be called a struggle, the fittest does survive. Opportunities have to be identified and taken with full grasp. Same can be said of expressing one’s discomfort. Silence will always be considered an agreement as long as disagreement is not expressed.
I am armed to see to the end of the issue at hand, but apparently, it would have been with fewer scars if I had spoken my mind earlier. How true the words “what you allow, continues”.
So if it hurts, blurt it out! You do not stand to loose anything (it hurts already after all).
GLOBAL FILTER
I have followed with keen interest the un-led public demonstrations against the government, first in Tunisia and now in Egypt. We are reminded of what becomes of an individual or society that is pushed to breaking point. Sadly, I do not see same happening to the country of my birth soon. We have always found ways to survive under a string of terrible leadership. Until we are pushed to the point where we are out of options, then shall we pick the placards, sing our songs and march the streets.
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