This is the first two verse of a song composed by a friend of mine many years ago. I suppose the the verses reflect our life precisely.

In life, there are things which remind us of something, someone, an experience, our pasts … We are being with a history. Our history somehow will come back to us. Whether it is painful, pleasant or just plain, they are still a very much a part of us. A lot of our experience really shaped our lives. But I suppose no one wants one’s past to dictate what kind of life one wants to live.

For me, the past has always been a good teacher, something that I cherish very much. My past helps me to tread on the future, but as far as I can, I don’t let my past dictate my life. Well, it has been hard, but life still has to go on.

Hmmm … ever wonder how does it feel to have no reminiscence of the past at all?

Hmm … I wondered if this is a reflection of our life …..but perhaps it is ….yes …just perhaps ………

I was wondering how elastic our brain is. Don’t you ever wonder just how our brain is able to accommodate all sorts of thoughts (some of them are rubbish actually). At the same time, our brain is able to remove just everything, some purposely but some against our will (this is called forgetfulness).

But, I like all those postings I read today and all of them really got me going, I mean, they keep me away from idleness albeit at the end of the day I will be exhausted to the brim.

If I were to choose, I’d rather keep myself busy with all those heavy stuffs than sitting idly (although this is more fun).

The moral of the story, err…. let me think… no, I don’t want to think… better sleep!

Why this sudden nostalgia? A glancing view of the past brings an ache to my heart. Memories bring back the undead that was lying deep and forgotten in the deep sea of my mind.

But when I came to think of it again, the memories bring the joy of yesterdays – the forgotten laughter, the hidden smiles, the lost love and the buried hope.

Soon, the present too will come to past. Oh Time, why can’t you slow down a bit or at least wait till I etch all these memories so that I may never forget. But I guess you never wait, do you?

Well then, that’s too bad because by tomorrow you will have made one more heart broken and one too many enemies.

As for me, I’ll just sit back and smile, while drinking my Coca Cola, enjoying it to the very last drop.

When I say “celebration” I am talking about the things that we should be thankful and grateful in life. Not all that we should be grateful about are happiness or the good things. We can be grateful with both the positive and negative things in life. Celebrating is about being aware, aware of our surroundings, with all the elements that come to play in our lives, be it happiness or sadness.

Sometimes we are just too preoccupied with the things that please us without knowing its potential to bring pain not just to ourselves, but to people around us, including those precious to us.

Life is about celebration. When we live, we are actually celebrating life. We should be aware of what makes life matters to us. All things play a part in our lives, the pains and happiness, birth, death, losing a love one…. This is life. When we acknowledge all these we are being aware of them and giving due to their contribution in our lives. These are the things that shape and build our live. Without them, our life is empty.

When we sum up all these things and try to look for a pattern that can link the dots, at last we will come to a point where it all came from one source, love.

And finally, despites all things, it is love that prevails.

I will not promise anything. One thing for sure, I will try my best to write again. (Hmm …I think that one counts as a promise, right?)

I enjoyed penning my thought. I wonder why such a good pastime became such a bore. Perhaps I was just burnt out, and the next time I disappear into nowhere I’ll use this excuse again. It’s so convenient and easy. Hmm …why not?

Well, I was just going to say hello again … but it turned out that I said just a little too much this time. Ok … see you again.

I believe there is light waiting at the end of a long and dark tunnel. There is silence at the end of damp and tumultuous alley.

Something, yes, something better and bigger is waiting, if only we stand up and go. And then, perhaps, we can be grateful that our faith has saved us.

Perhaps staying out of the main course has its benefits (if it can be called one). It gives time for a person to think and perhaps to reevaluate and make some reflection on him/her own self and hopefully get up on his/her feet again, to start the journey. Well, this is what ideally should happen but then only the individuals themselves can decide on this.

As for me, time away from blogging has given me a much needed refreshment for my mind. Not that I was headed into some kind of mind block, but I needed some time to think again to where I heading with my ideas. I hope this will be a beginning of many more writings to come, and of course, I’ll take some time off along the way but I hope it will not be a long one.

As I embarked on a writing project, there is so much in my mind and so much material to begin with. But, there is one problem – I am finding it hard to start. I have a habit of collecting materials before finally put it in writings. But that is for short writings. I dare not depend on my habit for this particular project. It’s too risky.

Well, I am not the only one who is in the same boat. There are others, my friends who are embarking on the same journey as I am.

I think the most logical solution is I have to force myself to start. Perhaps just write something and just hope that mother fortune will give her overflowing blessings upon me.

How if this stifling moments begin to give us some undesired effect? A stifling environment is not a conducive environment to live sanely. If it is physical, then it is easier to overcome. But if we are emotionally stifled, I think there is only one thing we can hope for, someone close to pour out what is inside us. But not everyone is privileged enough to have that kind of person near them when they need one. So, what then?

As person of faith, I always turn to God. I do have my dear friend to turn to and my dear friend is close by, and I can tell my dear friend the very personal side of me. My dear friend is a blessing and I thank God for my dear friend.

We must hold a very basic disposition if we want to be able to turn to someone or God. We should be ready to tell our close ones or God what is inside us. We should tell them how we feel. Without this disposition, then it is hard for anything to happen.

We do not need to tell them everything, but we should be sincere in getting them to listen to us, and sincere in telling them what we feel.