世界有三大教:
1。计较
2。比较
3。睡觉
-海涛法师
一个浪子活在现代的世界,冷眼看世间的写照
CNY Crowd in Bangkok Yaowarwat (Chinatown) 2005A professor came into class and asked his class, while holding a piece of blank paper
"What do you all see?"
"A piece of white paper" all echoed
He then took his fountain pen and made a blot on the paper and held it up again.
"What do you see now?"
"The blot of ink" All echoed back.
The professor then said " We are very short-sighted creatures. All of us only focused on the blot of ink, and completely forgot about the rest of the whiteness of the paper.
When we see the fault of others, we forget that he/she have other good qualities as well. "

The long-disappeared ring dropped out of a file holding recycled papers as I sat down to jot some details over some plans I have. I have taken the ring out before I went to China for a short course last Nov but came back to find the ring missing.
I searched high and low for any sign of it, but stopped short of flipping through the file as the part on moving house took most of my thoughts away. I dredged my failing memory banks to recall where I left the ring. Drawers were thrown wide open, pockets emptied, books flipped but NO ring.
Out of pure luck, it fell out and it is safely back on my hand once more. *smiles* I guess this is the best surprise I have for years.
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I did a draft yesterday before the year finished off, but threw it into the cyberspace garbage bin as it lacked originality. Was thinking of collating a pile of statistics for my faithful readers but decided otherwise. *beams*
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If I remembered right, 2005 New Year celebrations were called off due to the then-recent tsunami which took place on Dec 26.
Some friends asked of my well-being after the tsunami strucked, as I was doing the SG-Australia route. I was then in Fremantle, Australia and only got to know the disaster struck over the shortwave radiowaves which I listened in then much later.
In the blink of an eye, a year has passed on. Somehow, our mind play tricks on us.
When we were in primary and secondary schools, we were only interested in the holidays to come.
When we were in the army, we were only counting down to when we can be discharged.
When we were up to our neck into studies (higher learning institutions), we looked forward to
-time with our "steads"
-term breaks
-graduation
Now that we are in the work force, we crane out necks to see when we can take leave for a breather from our hectic work schedule.
Of course, those of us who have moved on to parenthood, you probably look forward you do not have to carry the barrage of items with your child. (Ok... it might not be entirely true, but it is a fact that resonates in your feelings, is it not?)
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Point taken. The next year will soon be onto us again. Trust me, every year has a 1st Jan. It does not bother me if I do not celebrate with the millions of people out in the world.
To me, the New Year and most of the public holidays are but another day to live fruitfully. Indeed, there are many who lie on the deathbed realising that they do not wish to die as they have too many things they loved; words they have not said; letters they have not penned... the list goes on.
Man is a recalcitrant procrastinator. Often we take our loved ones for granted.
Men, hardly speak a word of 'I love you' once they have married their girlfriends.
Women, forget how to be loving to their husbands and end up nagging at their husbands who learned and preached 'deafness' as a quality developed after marriage.
The lists of what-nots is not exhaustive... If I continue to rattle off here, I probably have to brew caffenie-laced Ipoh white coffee to continue on.
Call me a cynic. The new year or whatever, even my birthday, signifies little to me. We have but one day less after our so-called 'enjoyment' dies down.
I have learnt much during the last year. But there is more to be learnt. Until I draw my last breath, my learning will not be complete.I think it is time
to face yourself again.
Then again,
it is always time. - Unknown