casual poet
by MeL on May 10, 2011
North South Exchange
by MeL on May 7, 2011
When a man fears the worst and the worst happens, he can at least be glad for he saw it coming.
Count our blessings
by MeL on March 13, 2011
http://www.abc.net.au/news/events/japan-quake-2011/beforeafter.htm
This is simply too saddening. Haven’t been able to take my eyes off the news for large part of this weekend.
Being able to wake up in the morning knowing that everything’s well is a blessing in itself.
a piece of summer, a piece of me
by MeL on November 14, 2010
第一次 我离开了自己的房间
爱上迷雾中跳舞的日子
然而 日子会有尽头
双脚 会斑驳但 风吹来你的舞步
我就伸长了手指，
走过漂白过的森林树木变成纸，灵魂变成字
当你清楚 描绘出她的样子
又造就一只 即将逃脱的天使舞台变成纸，身体变成字
透过你的眼，离开
也是诗走吧，迷雾中 跳舞
我们 每一分 每一秒 都是 历史Cheer 2010
holiday season
by MeL on October 24, 2010
Feeding the inspirational needs:
Watch, if you haven’t already
The season of holidays is here! Yeah, we’re living in a season-less country but we insist. It seems rightfully normal for the working adult to enjoy a good holiday during the holiday season because everyone’s talking about having a good one in the next 2 months or so. Seems to be, I say, because I won’t know as I haven’t worked a full calendar year. Nevertheless, 2 weeks ago, we treated ourselves to a reallyreally good weekend getaway to the land of breezy beach huts and starry skies at Tanjung Pinang. Fantabulous!
I’m not extremely excited about making the beeline for the quickest exit out of the country during the holiday season because since everyone else’s out of town at the same time, this overcrowded, overpopulated island country could possibly be suitably crowded for once, theoretically speaking. How else to be soulistically enriched without lugging the 55-litres backpack? *hmmm…..*
While clearing my inbox, I saw this email from a very familiar sender. I was reminded of the little promise I made to myself some 5-6 years ago. Perhaps it’s a little sign from above to make good my promise now that I’ve started earning a little dough. It’s not about making a measurable difference, this, I’m pretty sure, doesn’t do that. It’s about passing on a hope to someone who needs it more than me.