Speed is of the essence

Wednesday morning... father was discharged at 4 am in the morning pending more investigation. at 7 am he sent the whole family to either work or school. from hougang to toa payoh to tampines and then he's back to work again at bedok... funny eh? does he worry me? yes... of course... i don't know what to say this morning while we are alone in the car. "are you feeling better?", "what did the doctor say?" all these sounds redundant after yesterday's ordeal. rather i preferred to just enjoy his presence for i know one day, just one fine day, God will take him back. looking at him, one knows the true meaning of being a man. he is a true representation of "still water runs deep". tough on the outside, sensitive inside.

Falter

sometimes in life being weak is not a sign of defeat but rather a sign of recovery. people may look lifeless and tired but deep inside, they are recovering from fatigue or even suffering. why do people cry? there may be pain beyond what the body can tolerate and what the body does is to release those pain through tears. these are all self-preservation methods that we unconsciously possessed. the body is an infinite source of knowledge and if we tap into it's secrets, the opportunities are abundant.

Penitence

This writer's blog has been suspended till further's notice due to his incapability to write anymore. The writer wishes to express his deepest regret to all readers as his writings have been of serious breach of leisure and pleasure. He realised that all that he has written are of lowest quality and wishes to suspend his blog till he has found inspirations to continue this foolish hobbie.

Thank You

Spirit Broken and Lost

i've not blogged for almost 6 months due to no reason at all... there were too many things that happened at one time and blogging was a luxury that i couldn't afford. so now why am i here again? tough question but all i can say is i've fallen out of love... and i want to let it out of my chest. i have to break free and move on as quickly as possible. i am not going to let the pain mount me to the ground where i stand and i will not be defeated. i will move on and triumph over the trials, i have to...

this is not like the "usual" relationships where couples break up and therefore, the end of the love story. mine was more complicated, staring one attached woman and one very silly man and by now you should have known that the "silly" man is yours truly. there, in a twist of fate or rather as what Roman Catholics love to say, "the work of Lucifer's hand", i came to know a woman, pretty, petite and with very large eyes. the attachment was immediate, the desire throbbing and the lust, incomparable. everything was perfect except that she belongs to someone else. it all happened so fast, i realised that all it took was just 2 days as it started and ended as soon as saturday and sunday passed. yet, love was undeniably present and therefore tears flowed freely as our time ended. i end here for now... knowing that to continue is a waste of time. she has left and she'll never be back... yet deep down in my heart, all i wish for her is that she's happy, well and fine...

Dear, if you ever get to read this... this is for you;

"Take care wherever you are, yet i know you will. Forgive me for i cried as you left, knowing you won't want me to. Remember me not by my tears but my smile for you bring smiles to my face whenever you are around. Goodbye my love... my love, goodbye"