Sunday, April 13, 2008

Two are better than 1

Escapism may be a way,
But it can never be a solution.
In the process it block my love
Which may appear unevenly balanced…

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Like a boy going to the fields to pick some flowers for her mother, hoping she will receive it with gladness. Instead, upon reaching the kitchen where his mother were, because of her stress in life, she screamed at him. What was worst, she snatched the flowers and threw it away, chiding him for bringing dirt in. Then she commanded him back to this room.

Broken hearted, the boy dropped his love note to his mother on the floor, and slowing walked up to his quiet room. Sitting alone on his bed, and thinking of the incident which happened earlier, tears rolled down his eyes… And felt as if he was the most miserable kid in the world..

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And you may run all you want
But I will chase all the way,
In the process may catch up.
Is it worth it to waste precious energy on such?
When this can be done with less effort…
And headaches?

Traits can be inherited,
But it can be altered,
With experiences in life.
Why holding on to so many,
Where there is a channel to release.
Why deprive someone the honor?
Of accepting that burdens…..

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Now i see a man standing at the door. Waiting for the door to open.. It is raining heavily.. And he is drenched... He knew that someone was at home. But couldn't understand why no one received him..

This man was a wanderer who incidently walked passed this house while on his quest for some treasures. However, the charm of this house was so appalling that he decided to cancel his quest. And find out more about the house...

There he began to knock, but no one answered, though there were light within. People inside may be sleeping he thought. So he decided to wait till someone comes to the door.

Few minutes pasted, then a few hours, and a few days, yet no one opened the door. So he peeped though a small opening of the door, and caught a glimpse of the interior. What he was so appalling that he decided that he must definitely get into the house.

Months passed. Now the man is frail, deprived from nutrients as he waited at the door. No one brought food out for him.. even though once in awhile he heared movement in the house. What kept him waiting was the burning passion within him..

Now that seasonal downpour has arrived, but yet he was willing to brave the cold. Just for the owner to open up... He may be able to catch some glances, but nothing beats going in.

Is he going to give up waiting? The answer is no. So giving up is out of the question. The question is...

When will the door open?
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Two are better than one…

Friday, April 11, 2008

Last presentation in NUS

Today is my last official day in sch before I go for my leave of absence to China.

And what made it so memorable was our presentation which turned out to be so successful!!! It was really a big risk executing the revolutionary idea of presenting a marketing report in a play..



Anyway, we were being referred to this site by the tutor.. where she consolidated all the funny clips on Marketing which she found...

http://funnyvideo4u.com/

NB: Thank you dear for being there just now when I needed you most....