Happiness is something that one can never acquire by merely hoping for it. By expressing how depress you are by reflecting emotional songs and angsty poetry upon yourself doesn't help much either.
Ajahn Brahm has taught me one thing: Patience. Stop and smell the roses. Stop, to ponder. Perhaps we will someday regain things that we thought we'd lost, especially things (or rather, people) that we have taken for granted. Give yourself all the time in the world, and you may somehow realize what you've been looking for is there all the time. Yes, I've learnt to appreciate again, and by appreciating, I now realize life has so much to offer.
To all the wonderful people out there who reached out to lift my spirits during my emotional downturn - Thank you for knocking me into my senses that there are people who care :) and I truly feel blessed and grateful for everything that you've done.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Perfection
There's only one thing in this world that can define perfection on its own.
Berliner Philharmoniker.
(Sorry for the short posts. SAT is sucking up all the precious minutes and seconds.)
Berliner Philharmoniker.
(Sorry for the short posts. SAT is sucking up all the precious minutes and seconds.)
Awesomeness
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Perhaps
Perhaps time will tell how persistent a person I am.
Perhaps time will let me know how much I'm worth.
Perhaps time will show me what life is all about.
Perhaps time will tell me where to find happiness.
Perhaps time will give me the reasons that I need.
Perhaps time will prove how far I will go from here.
Perhaps time is telling me now...
Forget to live.
Perhaps time will let me know how much I'm worth.
Perhaps time will show me what life is all about.
Perhaps time will tell me where to find happiness.
Perhaps time will give me the reasons that I need.
Perhaps time will prove how far I will go from here.
Perhaps time is telling me now...
Forget to live.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Emotions
How many times have we told ourselves that we want to be happy? How many times in a day do we brush off insignificant fusses and remind ourselves that it is not worth our time? How often do you wish to be happier than you are now, but just can't seem to find any reason to feel so?
I want to be happy. I thought I was happy. I thought, with a little :) everyday, I could leave behind every negative feeling that comes my way. I was convinced that I could at least make intimate friends of mine a little happier. Now naive I was.
I once believed that there is nothing better in this world than to be happy. To feel that every second of your life is worth living for. Well, I still believe that. Even so, I sometimes feel that this perspective is rather unrealistic. Who doesn't want to be happy? Why doesn't everyone have a smile plastered on their faces and make the world a better place? It is because they are held back. Held back by their every day problems, their beliefs, their habits.
I am a cheerful person, but I can't always be that. I just want to be understood that I do have my worries, my frustrations. Yes, frustrated is how I'm feeling now. I cry to rid my sadness. I sleep my worries away. I'm not finding any solution to solve my problems. I admit this this one huge failure in my life. I used to think that emotions are something we can meddle with. We can be happy by thinking of happy thoughts, we can be otherwise by reminiscing bitter memories. However, I realised that we cannot control our emotions and just be the way we want to be. Perhaps it is just me. I have this cognition that sadness overpowers happiness when something we are affected (negatively) by something important to us or a significant person in our lives.
And Billy said to me yesterday, "The smile (of mine) is back". Yes. I'm feeling better now.
I want to be happy. I thought I was happy. I thought, with a little :) everyday, I could leave behind every negative feeling that comes my way. I was convinced that I could at least make intimate friends of mine a little happier. Now naive I was.
I once believed that there is nothing better in this world than to be happy. To feel that every second of your life is worth living for. Well, I still believe that. Even so, I sometimes feel that this perspective is rather unrealistic. Who doesn't want to be happy? Why doesn't everyone have a smile plastered on their faces and make the world a better place? It is because they are held back. Held back by their every day problems, their beliefs, their habits.
I am a cheerful person, but I can't always be that. I just want to be understood that I do have my worries, my frustrations. Yes, frustrated is how I'm feeling now. I cry to rid my sadness. I sleep my worries away. I'm not finding any solution to solve my problems. I admit this this one huge failure in my life. I used to think that emotions are something we can meddle with. We can be happy by thinking of happy thoughts, we can be otherwise by reminiscing bitter memories. However, I realised that we cannot control our emotions and just be the way we want to be. Perhaps it is just me. I have this cognition that sadness overpowers happiness when something we are affected (negatively) by something important to us or a significant person in our lives.
And Billy said to me yesterday, "The smile (of mine) is back". Yes. I'm feeling better now.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Sometimes...
Things are better when they are left untold. An incomplete story... an unwritten ending... for us to foresee and to imagine. Even if the story does not end with the infamous happy-ever-after. Naivety.
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