thoughtshowerings

I never thought that I would ever, set my foot upon the grounds of India, in this life at least. But you know how fate works its hands, drawing strings behind the veil. Somehow, with a whirlwind of activities, I am back again, in one piece no doubt, albeit having a sorethroat and needing PT asap. India, where to begin. The sheer land mass is impossible to summerise in a few lines of words. There are stretches and stretches of flat, undulating, barren land all arond, for as far as the eye can possibly view. Lying, fallowing, as if waiting for that precise moment, where towering sky scrappers, modern malls and lush greenry were to burst out from the seemingly stark naked soil and sand. The poverty gap there is astounding. I was brought to mega malls in Delhi where prices of clothing items soar from S$100 onwards, women and men nonchalantly picking out a few of these items, slinging onto their arms, oblivious to the price tags. While directly outside, beggars limp towards you, begging f...

宠物把它的一生奉献给你， 但你可有把你人生的一小部分拿出来陪伴它吗? 曲:- 周杰倫 詞:- 方文山 素胚(bei)勾勒(le)出青花筆鋒(feng)濃轉淡 The brush outlines a beautiful pattern, brush strokes becoming lighter 瓶身描繪的牡丹一如妳初妝 The peony on the bottle, simplest beauty, just like you 冉冉檀(ran ran tan)香透過窗心事我了然 Whiffs of incense smoke bring your troubles to my heart 宣紙上走筆至此擱一半 I pause halfway while painting 釉(you)色渲染仕女圖韻味被私藏 The glazing of the lady's portrait hides her charm 而妳嫣然的一笑如含苞待放 Your smile, to me, like a budding flower 妳的美一縷飄散 去到我去不了的地方 But your beauty dissipates like smoke, to a place I can never reach 天青色等煙雨 而我在等妳 The perfect shade of blue awaits the right weather, like how I wait for you 炊煙裊裊昇起 隔江千萬里 From a thousand miles away, I gaze at the curling chimney smoke 在瓶底書漢隸(han li)仿前朝的飄逸 The calligraphy beneath the bottle, elegance of the Han Dynasty 就當我為遇見妳伏(fu)筆 Our meeting I foreshadowed 天青色等煙雨 而我在等妳 The perfect shade of blue awaits the right weather, like how I wait for you 月色被打撈起 暈開了結局 The moonlight smudged away the remnants of our end...

好快！打了个喷嚏，放了个臭屁又是新年了！哈哈！ 好高兴，因为可以借着个机会买新衣和裤。 但我想最重要的是可以和家人朋友聚一聚。 但是今年有些不一样，因为大姑并没有在初一时烹煮她最拿手的擂茶。 我好失望，因为我每年在这个时候都特别期待到她家里享用美味无比的食物。 对我来说，大姑的擂茶不仅仅是一道用了各种各样的菜，花生和芝麻磨制而成的客家菜。 它象征了我整个家族，代表了亲情。每回吃着大姑的擂茶时，就好比把大口大口的亲情吃进肚子里，好温暖，特别舒服。每口茶汤，混合着米粒，杂菜丝，萝卜干和花生，汤水上还泛着油光，漂浮着茶渣。当把碧绿的茶汤送入口中时，好像很多不快乐的事情都暂时阁在一旁，只想慢慢的，细细的咀嚼口中五彩缤纷的料。咕噜咕噜地喝完茶汤后，总觉得好像身体被一层微微的绿光包围，感到无法形容的快乐和满足感。 而大姑呢？就站在一旁，眯着双眼，嘴角上扬看着大伙儿们大块朵颐。或许当她在擂的时候，脑海里不断重播着家人的脸孔，家人吃着擂茶，维系感情，回忆着美好时光的样子。或许就是这样的举动，爱心从心里孱孱孱孱的流出， 不知不觉地流到手指尖，悄悄地，美妙地和茶叶，杂菜擂在一起。 擂啊， 擂啊，愈擂，料愈细，愈擂，味道愈浓，愈擂，感情愈深。

It has been a rather dry spell for me this few weeks, with pretty much nothing to write about. Things that I might have wanted to write about are either too sensitive or too tedious to translate them into proper english. Do you always have questions that you've always wanted to ask, but know that no one can give you any answers? However, these questions still inevitably fill your head, swarming into your brain, demanding for some answer, like a growing hungry child, bawling for much attention and food. Why do I even formulate such questions in the first place itself is a mystery to me. I have discussed this with a peer in camp, but to no progress, he too, is ridiculed by massive questions formed, and just like me, all of which, to our knowledge, have no solutions. Suppose one day, I manage to retrieve the solutions, fully understand the answers, completely comprehend the puzzle, what difference does it make? Wouldnt there be more questions? Hmmm. Was acutally quite stumped when I r...

Religion, as wiki puts it, is a "set of beliefs concerning the cause, nature, and purpose of the universe, especially when considered as the creation of a supernatural agency or agencies, usually involving devotional and ritual observances, and often containing a moral code governing the conduct of human affairs." I have wanted to blog about this topic quite some time ago, I just lack the time and will to do. But after much deliberation, I have decided to do it today. By Religion, I mean "higher beings" or "supernatural forces" etc, not necessary deity beings. We all know, or least people who have studied a fair amount of Biology, that the DNA is a set of instructions that make up an individual of any living thing on Earth. Physical traits, such as having fingers or a spotted tail are predetermined by a gene or sets of genes that relate to each other. Behavioral traits are, based on genes as well, I think. How else does any given life form knows ...

Technology is truely amazing. I've never stopped my awe for it. I'm writing an entry with a phone! Never imagined I would or even could do that. Camp life has come to a sort of a slow pace, real slow. Like looking at a blade of grass grow kind of slow. And it is exactly this period of time that i get most interaction with my mates. Spending time talking and laughing. You get to know a person more in detail. And this particular two people are getting onto my nerves. Person A is obnoxiously proud. He thinks he is better than everyone, he thinks he is cooler than everyone, he thinks everyone looks up to him and eagerly wants to follow in his lead. God, its stomach churning. He thinks he makes up the rules as he goes. If there's one kind of people i cant stand, its him. So i always, constantly tell myself that i only condone to his immature thoughts and actions because we're in the army. And i have absolutely no choice but to make do and live with him. You have no idea how...

A new year is starting! Looking back, this year is (not yet past tense, my dear English teacher) really fast. I could still remember collecting my A level results, taking long rides across the choppy water to Tekong for BMT. And as usual, it'll end with countless, endless, infinite of things that I've promised myself I'll do within this year, but looking at my schedule and my priority ranking, looks like its a no go for them! This always happen, doesnt it? New Year Resolutions that go undone, unchecked and forgotten once it hits 2nd Jan... thus, I do not really set resolutions, I just form ideas in my mind and keep them there, occasionally surfacing them for a breather and hey, who knows they just might be implemented! Of course, regrets are unavoidable, but thats how it goes, no? Life is always full of regrets, mistakes, blunders, I think. Thats what make them so enjoyable. Imagine perfection, the thought sends shudders. Dull and mundane. Spontaneity is what I like the bes...