Friday, September 25, 2009
.:. Lone star in the night sky .:.
Inspirational post again.
On the way home, walking on the path beside the busy roads. Cars rushing through, leaving traces of but their light behind, sports cars revving up their engines, a noisy protest against those taxis that eventually still overtake them. The air was warm, no bit of wind blowing through. The shirt sticks to my back, moving in unison with my breaths. I reached the junction, waiting for the light to turn green for me to cross. I looked up at the sky, noticing the lone star.
This reminded me of a certain scene that is deeply etched in my mind. It was a trip to Blue Mountains, Australia, on a Leadership Training Camp with my sec sch. We were all sitting at the campsite, in a huge circle, ready to do our reflection for the day. Before we start, the guide told us to look up, there was little stars in the sky. We proceeded on with our activities. At the end, after we had finished, it was rather late into the nite. Once again, our guide told us to look up, this time the sky was saturated with stars, the most I've ever seen in my life. The stars just spread across the black sea, covering every bit of available space, certainly a sight to see. He then told us it was because now, the city lights would have been dimmed, so the stars shine.
Link it all. In Singapore, we find it hard to see the stars, for we are surrounding the city, which is always brightly lit. One can try looking up into the sky from the house, but the stars we see are...minimal. Living in this modern time, surrounded by our so called modernization, one becomes engulfed, surrounded, even jailed in the four walls of the high-rise buildings we ever so pain-stakingly traverse through daily. Walls after walls we see, billboards after billboards, vehicles after vehicles, people after people. One tends to lose sight of what was originally there, Nature. The land we live on is replaced by our doings, our dreams, our desires. As time goes by, one gets accustomed to such a sight, such that the natural scenery ever so beautiful is lost.
For us now to be able to appreciate the natural life which is lost, we can only turn off the city lights, remove away the desire for modernization from our hearts. Only by doing so, can we clearly see the unclouded skies filled with the brightly lit stars amongst the darkness. How long has it been since man let go of the engine of modernization, stop, sit down and appreciate the things we've lost on our way.
When was the last time you've ever done that?
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Friday, September 18, 2009
.:. Equations of Life .:.
Inspirational again, i think i am digging hard recently into the inner emo me and thinking bout such stuff.
Maths is something we are all familiar with, and algebra is also a rather integral part of it. To solve problems, we let the subject that we want to solve to be something we know, an alphabet, anything from A to Z. From this, and together with the situations provided, we come up with multiple equations, which we will key into the almighty Graphic Calculator (GC) to solve.
So in real life, we often hear people complaining about things they are unsure of, things they don't know if will happen, uncertainties. We go through the motions daily, facing new things that arises, more and more problems come, less and less go, and the burden gets heavier and heavier by the day. Why do we fret over such stuff when we are able to solve it in maths? Its true that there are alot more uncertainties present in real life, but after all there are 26 alphabets, and if we were to go analyze it situation by situation, it becomes like a math equation, jus that its very long? So let the unknown be X?
Equations of life, go figure...
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009
.:. Hope .:.
Inspirational post again.
Was walking the path beside the drain outside school, on the way to get dinner for the nite. After a day of chem paper 2,3 and math paper 3, it was a really nice peaceful walk. The nite was serene, the surroundings was quiet and i was walking with earphones in my head. With everything else shut out, i was in my own thoughts again, observing the surroundings. And then something caught my eye...
The small pavement path beside the drain, dimly lit with the orange light from the spreaded lamp posts. Walking through it, i realised something. As one walks through the path, starting with the 1st lamp post, your shadow appears behind you. When you continue walking, your shadow moves along with you, in a semicircle arc. After that it goes ahead of you, it stretches, longer, longer and then it fades out. And thats when u realise that you are out of light. You continue walking, moving to the 2nd light, and your shadow reappears, repeating the cycle.
So extending from this, lets say we portray the shadow as hope. A glimer of hope is what we all start with. As we progress in our journey to pursue whatever we dream of, its definite our hopes for it will get stronger. Yet things do not always go as planned, for sometimes we tend to get ahead of ourselves. Our hopes can too high, fogging our vision. Thats when we fail. We lose the hope, in that period of darkness, and only those who dare venture further on will see the next ray of light to re-ignite their hope.
But dun stop thinking there. Extrapolate, think further. What actually gave us light in the 1st place was the lamp, a manifestation of ourselves, a by-product of us. The light we depend on, was not there by itself, it was there because of us. We give ourselves hope in the 1st place, only to lose it in the process. So why can't we just rethink, walk on, and re-find that light that has always been there.
The light was not just there, it was made there.
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Tuesday, September 8, 2009
.:. Stunned .:.
I salute you!
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Friday, September 4, 2009
.:. who supports u? .:.
Here's another inspirational blogpost.
This time was studying organic chem, alone in the room. The setting sun rays slowly creep its way out of the classroom. My notes flip helplessly against the current of the whizzing fan. There, sitting right infront of me, a chair, amidst the empty space, a lonely sight.
A chair, supported by four legs, and a back for the tired to lean on. When a person sits on it, why is he/she able to be so firm, without any sense of imbalance. This is because the majority of the weight would be on the sit itself, thus by physic's law of centre of gravity, the person would not fall. So does this mean that in life, a person's centre of balance is on himself, where it is the responsibility of the choices that he/she makes that make or break the person? So while others help, we must ultimately depend on ourselves to get our foothold on the ground, to stand firm our ground?
On further thinking, and staring at the chair, i realised something. If a person were to totally lean on the back, and trust the centre of gravity entirely, there would a shift of power, and one finds himself on the ground. So this led to the interpretation that in the end, one cannot be totally reliant on himself. Too trusting in one's abilities could lead to his/her fall. The legs of the chair would fail, and be lifted away from the gound. So given that the 4 pillars of support would be friends we make on our journey, does solo-ing make them lose their faith in us, and thus we would fall? If we were to lean on the back of our centre of gravity, it topples over. If we were to entrust our fate to the four pillars that are already supporting us, we would be sitting firmly on the chair.
So...there's my interpretation. Take a break, look around you, enjoy what's there, and you might find an explanation to life that suits u :)
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Tuesday, September 1, 2009
.:. Water Droplets .:.
Here's an inspiration i got from an afternoon of rain.
Was sitting on the floor studying, when i looked out at the raining scene outside. It was raining cats and dogs. The roads were filled with water, as little pools gathered in the grass patches along it. Water splashed at the passer-bys, as they stared at the car driving past them. But what gained my attention was not something so near my sight, but even closer.
Water droplets on the glass pane gradually slide down, but what i noticed was that it does not move in a straight line. As it glides down, it will join with a neighbouring droplet lying on the pane, and this causes the water droplet's trajectory to shift a little. This continues as the water droplet moves further down and down. However, no matter how much the water droplet changes its direction, it eventually reaches the bottom of the glass pane.
This made me think.
In our lives, our journey of life, we meet people or friends, individuals who change our lives. Be it for the good or bad, long-lasting or just a fleeting moment, whether we remember it or not. In the end, who or what we have become is through our interaction with all these people, as much as the water droplet gliding down the glass pane. And at the end of it, we will reach the end, accompanied by what these people left us with.
So Thank You to all those who have been in my life so far :)
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