Thursday, November 15, 2012

Stop Raining


I was not even asking for a firework. All I want was a place to sit and putter, breathe in something pleasant.

I have sincerely wished every other people well. And what have I not tried? Have I not been good? Have I not worked to brace a smile and attempt a waltz? That's what they say to do when it rains, isn't it?

But the pitter-patter and the splitter-splatter beat in an off syncopation that only served to send me in giddy spins. The challenge to keep up and ride out is way beyond me. The ground is flooded. I am tired and shriveled. I don't understand why I've got to be more drenched, but I've gotta continue to hold my breath. Now, I can't even think straight...

Can it please stop raining on my parade ground?
Please, please, please!


Friday, March 16, 2012

A Tinge of Envy, Maybe?


An email was sent by a co-worker in Taiwan, announcing the birth of his baby girl. Notes of congratulations poured in. Among which, this short message. Something choked within me as I read the words.  I am guessing it must be nice to be so loved and treasured. 

Thursday, February 16, 2012

New Project for the year

I am not abandoning this blog, but I guess I need to move myself to a different sphere to try a different thought in the new year. And so, I started another jotter book to record life's better times.

It was a casual idea that I flirted with when I saw a friend put up photos everyday on FB of the things she is thankful of. It was not fancy. Just one photo or a collage a day. I threw that idea to a colleague and he expressed interest to join force with me in this mission to make conscious effort to be sensitive to the good things life throws at us.

It is not easier than being the odd little duckling. In fact, I realised it takes more efforts than to simply rant. I cannot say I am thankful everyday yet, but I'm making progress (I hope!). It has been slightly more than a month since we started, and I am glad to say we've had a number of entries thus far.

If you are bored of all the rantings here as I am, and yearning a easier and brighter read, do pop over.