Am i considered emo if I blog this?

Judge judge judge.

Judged Judged Judged.

怨怨相报，何时了？

Leave the judging to the heavens.

Its funny(ok not really.) how we start to judge teenagers for being teenagers, youths for being youths, when we ourselves have been there done that, and might have even been one of the few highly acclaimed pioneer batch of rebels.

And you would think having once been a rebel yourself and turned out pretty ok, you'd be able to understand what rebel, emo youths are going through these days and trust in them to turn out ok too or give them the credit they deserve.

Instead of discrediting them at every decision they make, and every bad attitude or unhappy face they give.

Why is it we always forget how hard things can get even for youths and teenagers?

Why do we often expect things from them which we always prayed people wouldn't expect from us when WE were teens ourselves?

The most inspirational leaders, the great examples of life, aren't the ones who are successful and rich, upright, or righteous. They're the ones who listen, and try to understand without judging.

They're they ones whose brain full of knowledge and heart full of grace are able to strike a balance between proper advice and precious sensitivity.

And these people are rare, but important in our lives.

Like that one teacher, who is the reason you enjoy geography.

Like that one lecturer, who gives a deadline but who without so much as doubts your lame excuses in handing up work late that you start to WANT to hand up every assignment on the dot.

Like that one friend, who is the one you can call when you have a burdened heart and know that even though deep down inside you know you're screwed, this person is the one person who's going to reach out to you without so much of discrimination in his eyes.

Like the son of God, who was sent on Earth to take away stigma, to take away judgement and to bring salvation.

The one who said to the pharisees "you who have not sinned, may stone the adulterer." and let her go without so much as a scratch, but leaving a love impression of her heart that would last forever.

That's why Christmas is so important.

Because, its a season of giving.
A season of hope.
A season of joy.
A season of forgiving.
A season of reflections.
A season of love.

A day to remember there is no greater gift,
no greater love than the one that was born from heaven to earth.

There's no better excuse than Christmas; to patch up broken relationships, to make new bonds,
to reach out to somebody you forgot, to tell that person "you were in my mind, merry christmas." and to break that cold cold silence with a jolly "Merry Christmas, my dear friend."

So here I am, wishing all of you a very Merry Christmas where the smile on your face will not just come from happiness, but from overflowing joy that fills your heart, joy that infects even the people around you.

Have a Blessed Christmas!


Don't let the Christmas Cheer only last for a day... make it last a lifetime!
If everyday is Valentine's Day for couples,
let everyday be Christmas time morphed with Children's Day for us!
Whooopeee!