Tuesday, March 11, 2014


I don't have anyone who is really proud of me.

If you're reading this, and you think your life is meaningless, or you feel you're not special.

Take heart and know, that I face this everyday of my life.

That I look at other people, and I wonder why I can't have the same level of support or love.

Why I try so hard every minute of my life to do the best I can with the purpose that has been set in me while attempting to fulfil the wishes and to make every effort to make time for the people around me.

There are days when the voice in your head wins, and the voice in your heart whimpers.

Take a rest, and literally...

To the important and special people in your lives that perhaps have failed in one way or another in their words or their actions...

You have to say .. "Whatever." And "Zzzzz... "
And just sleep it off.

You've got to do, what you've got to do.

I've got punctured holes in my heart that are bleeding out.
I'm so tired, I think I'll go to bed.

You go to bed too.

Friday, July 26, 2013

The greatest and the least of them

The greatest thing to have and to give is Love. 
I doubt anybody can refute that, as much as they may expound or argue about its definition or components.

I know what true love is, because I have received the greatest gift of salvation.

Every night alone in bed, I lick my wounds and I feel sorry for the person I am, and then I am reminded that my Father in Heaven looks at me lovingly and longingly, and every night... the prodigal son returns home to the Father.

Because of that, I have learnt to love the people around me. Even when they don't love me.

I must say however, that I am growing weak, and tired.

And once again my friends, I question... "What is love?" 
And by that, I don't mean the Godly love that I have come to experience, accept and enjoy.

I  mean the love that exists in this world, in our communities, that roll of the tip of our tongues.

Love is giving your all, but love is also learning to accept the grace and the gifts that you have been presented with.

So many of us try to be heroes of our own might. 
We refuse to take help, but all we want is to give, thinking that this "unconditional" giving will build us up and earn us brownie points with our Sovereign King.

Some others think love is measured by a cup, a kiss, a hug, a thought, money, bags, shoes... tangible, countable acts of giving.

And so, love on earth loses it's beauty. From a beacon of hope and light to the leash that hangs around your neck, the lock that sits on the door of your heart, the shaded glasses that sit on the bridge of your nose, the chains that weigh down your feet and the cuffs that restrict your hands.

We have taken love, and made it cheap.

We have associated love with conditions, romantic, friendly, equal, fair, accountable, reject-able.

Love, lifts you up.

Love, should not weigh you down.

Love, is as essential as a glass of plain water.

Simple, and pure.

Love is. 

Thursday, November 01, 2012


If you got through whatever you had to,
in one piece.

You have passed.

It means the worst is over.
And all you need to do now is deal with the aftermath.

Cleaning up, removing, reinventing.

It hurts to have to be reminded of our past,
but if one day,
you find you're able to look at it face to face,
and know that it had to happen to get you where you are today.

then you would have really passed the test of love and life,
with flying colors.

There's nothing to regret,
there's just alot that the new people in our lives have to deal with,
that we have to help them and ourselves deal with.

To Mr Who,
I truly do wish you the best.

Thank you for once being a part of this family :)

Saturday, September 22, 2012

You Go Your Way

I go my way.

Ever since hosting an orchestra concert in Nanyang when I was in Secondary 3,
I've always hoped for a chance to sing with one.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Doing good is contagious

Three guys with stable good paying jobs,
giving it all up to make videos for a good cause FULL-TIME.

"Hey I just met you, and this is crazy... but here's my number. So call me maybe?"

Contagious much?


Monday, September 17, 2012

Saturday, September 08, 2012

In Wake

Today I attended a wake,
and it hit me that the name in itself means so much.

And perhaps even though in this earth, the time of one's life has ceased ticking...
it means somewhere else the journey has begun for a new phase.

As we sat there, realizing how many years of our lives have passed us by...
only to have our paths cross again on such an occasion..

So many years down the road,
I guess I'm glad for the way things happened.
Despite how painfully incomprehensible some of it may be, even till now.

Humans are a difficult bunch to keep, to understand, to bring together in one mind, one might.

In the wake of it all,
I hope to fall asleep,
peacefully... gratefully..

Praying that the mercies new every morning will help us to re-learn...
the power of pure love, sacrifice...
and unaccountable,
unconditional friendship and joy.