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Monday, 1 November 2010

My reason of serenity


People asked me silly questions about life, at least I found them silly sometimes
About the future, family, desires
And many of times I found them irritated by my light answers

Especially nowadays for I even found myself very relaxed about life
I still take my life and dreams very seriously and do them ever so dilligently and persistently
But somehow everything becomes calmer and more serene

It started after contemplating one simple question one night
"What should I do, what is my priority?"
And suddenly I felt so stupid, how could I be so dumb?
The answer is so clear "My other half"

He's the answer of my prayers since childhood.
My silly dreams of prince in shining armour (I did write it in my silly diary)
My warmth, my shield, my strength, my partner in life.
I really couldn't ask for more.

I have what I prayed for.. the rest is just living life the best way I can and doing my best in all the tasks given to me by my Creator.

So there's my reason of serenity.. Simply him.

Tuesday, 26 October 2010

Wednesday, 20 October 2010

Me and 28


I started listening to Spanish songs, which obviously a language I know nothing about (except 2 swear words which I wrote down in a post-it sticker beside my office desk top. Just in case I need to use it). Dwelling into sentimental persuasions of some dark haired singers.

And I found myself to be a wee lazier. I still ride the bike for a good 6-7 km per day, and prefer stairs than lift, though. But something's sucking out my energy.

I think it's the aging thing, gogghh.
Why is it so hard to freeze on 28? The mature age, respectable age, and under 30, for sure.

I need to jog more
Or just relaxing by the beach (last time, it was somewhere in 2005!!)
Or cut down caffeine

Yeah, i'm just tired :D Nothing to do with 28, after all
Bah!

Monday, 18 October 2010

That's not possible, said he.


I asked him "How much do you love me?"
He replied "You know I'm not very good in expressing that in words"
"Yeah, but I want you to write it anyway" said I

"Well, I love you with all of my life. My days are muted and in black and white without you"

I smiled, that's enough to warm my cold days in Amsterdam

"I love you so much dear" he added
"I love you more" said I
"That's not possible" ended he


.... Amsterdam, and in love....

On waiting for another departure

Yes, I'm 33
And I'm about to make my 3 months offs, 3 months ons journey
Not hoping to add another chapter to Charles Dickens' tale of 2 cities
But am living the title

Looking back to last year's gloomy winter
I'm grateful to have my very best friend this year
To spend the cold days together

I can't wait, oh I can't wait