The irony of life

At the very same date, the very same hour, the very same minute and the very same second, there were two group of people gathered together for 2 different reasons.

One group of people were celebrating the engagement of a new couple. The other group is gathering to mourn over the death of a beloved brother.

The irony of life is this, no matter how bad life turns out to be, some where out there, there is some one else celebrating life as it is.

So should we view life as though it sucks the laughter and joy out of us or should we embrace it because life as we know it, is too short to be wasted.

The irony of life. Why is it so hard to be accepted?

Blogging

Me and Gene has just started off a little blog all the good food that both of us has tried in the past. I was really excited to start on this project with him. It keep the two of us connected despite our distance from each other. It known as Polar Bear and Shelly Go Om Nom Nom Nom.

It started off after the little trip up to Penang on my birthday. Although I have been faithfully uploading the post every now and then, but Gene tends to slack a bit. However, when he do write, it was really a piece of godo readings. I can hardly pair up to the writing skills that he has. Hrmm... Time to brush up my writing skills!

Still, I just love to write, and to express myself through the pen and papers. I find it hard to express myself, I need some time to think and putting my thoughts and emotions altogether. Otherwise, you can find me blabbering most of the time. Which is why, I rather keep myself quiet most of the time. Just so not to embarrass myself.

So yeap, I am managing two blogs now. Hopefully is not too bad to read!

A woman's career vs her family

I was traveling down to Singapore to visit Gene this week. On the same bus that I took, I overheard a woman talking to her child over the phone. It was an early morning, she left the house even before her child woke up. They only spoken briefly. The woman was telling her child to be good and listen to the grandma, asking the child to write nicely in his/her homework, telling the child to study well and that she will be back soon.

It was heartbreaking for me, I do not know why the mom left the child under the care of the grandparent. Maybe she need to do some visiting or going away to make a living, but nonetheless is heartbreaking not being able to be with your child. I am not only speaking from a perspective of a parent but also from the child point of view. I grew up in a family where my father constantly travel out of state. He is an engineer with projects all over the state of malaysia. It sucks not having him around and having a fatherly figure during most of my childhood.

Hence, I swear I will not find a husband who only works and neglects his role as the head of the family and a husband. I am family-orientated person, hence my views maybe bias. However, I stand strong on my views and still thinks that family triumphs the rest of the priorities in the world (except for God).

Skit Guys - God's Chisel

Just like him, I felt God's chisel on me today. It was painful and I was hurt. I even felt angry after. But then, a small voice whisper to me. Firmly, it told me to cool down and not to get angry. God knows that when I get angry, I tend to lose control of myself. And is very dangerous to lose control when I was driving on the highway. I thank God for His wisdom.

Hence, for the next 2 hours, I tried to cool myself down. I was critic and told that some of my colleagues doesn't like to collaborate with me. I was angry at first, knowing that these were lazy people and that I had perform my best. Just because I am doing my job and they got scolded for not doing theirs. Then I understood that I was comparing myself to them. Though I may seem to had tried my best, I had not done what God had asked me to do.

Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. The second is this: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’There is no commandment greater than these

mark 12: 30,31

Thank you for the chisel oh mighty one!