Life at its End...

Fruits of labour? I had this funny thought a few days back when i was having a test.

I was thinking about how difficult it was to have to study so much and memorised the huge chunk of seemingly endless lines and lines of words/sentences. It took me a weeks to actually remember those rules, objectives etc. Finally, i went into the examination hall and was out in like a couple of minutes. I pass it easily without much difficulty at all. Of course i felt relieved at finally being able to give up the scrolls of scripts that i had hold on so dearly to weeks before.

But then i thought again...That is it? Everything just seems to end in a flash... it seems that whatever little effort put in the study of the test ended in the blink of the eye. Did i really cherished that particular moment of relieved (fruits of labour) which was particularly shortlived? Then it dawn on me...
All this while that i was trying to memorised those lines of texts, i had gather at each particular moment a little triumphant story. Why do i say that... whenever i grasp a particular concept or even ideas or remember a particular quote correctly, i gain a certain kind of relief. By the time i m able to finish all hat i have to study, what i gain is more than the contectual meaning of the text, but also the many little reliefs that i derived from trying to understand them. This little reliefs maybe insignificant in itself but the way they add up never fails to make us pass your tests... True? I do not know of course! BUt at the moment whereby i m typing this, it seems logical.

That Maybe the reason why some people would say, "Try to enjoy the process of your work..."

Alright now back to the topic. "Life at its end"
Now lets look at the bigger picture...We apply the same thought above to LIFE...

First we study damn hard to get a good degree/Diploma...
Fruits of labour? Where do i find it?
Then maybe we get a stable job, earn an income. pay for house, pay for my car...
Fruits of labour? How can i get it?
I get a wife, have kids...
Fruits of labour? Where is it?
This list just goes on and on... The question is, What is the fruits of your labour at the end of this journey we all embark on?

Hi! This would be my number 3 post. For the past many days i pondered upon what to share with you guys. It seems that i have so many things in my head but to express them in words, i failed very badly. What i have convinced myself to believe in and for me to want to share it with you is no easy task; for i believe understanding comes from your own ability to be able to convince yourself rather than someone telling you...What i could share is only my insights towards life, religion, philosophy and all these belongs to ME...Can never be yours! For it to be yours, you will have to experience things or develop own school of thought...

"Insights cannot be taught or learned, but the consiousness that gives rise to insights can be developed. Trying to teach insight without transforming conciousness is like tying to create apples without growing the apples trees" (Robert Kegan)

Therefore, whatever that we share on this blog will be one way to give rise to the benign conciousness we all have neglected. I hope we all gain insights to this life,(which gave us so much problems),but we still always hold on to so dear...Ha! The irony of life isn't it?

A little story...

We all had the bad experience of feeling damn low at some point or other in our life.... It may be caused the passing of someone dear and close to heart, a break-up, stresses built up from trying to make a living or even trying to find out what worth is a minute you on this huge planet you try very hard to call your home but at the same instance feels a total stranger in this land where you constantly look for or lost your way out of this life...

Today I told my friends a story i thought was rather lame but found it to be extremely true as i am typing my thoughts down...
Have we at sometimes during our childhood fell down in front of many people or did some embarassing things and then got caught and cried damn hard till no one really took pity of us? If yes,read on... If not, nothing below will interest you...

The story goes like this....
A family outing to the beach was organised by the father and everyone in the family(mum, elder sister and a little boy) put on themselves the best beach wear they had and anticipated a beautiful evening... The Tan family after having park their car strolled towards the beach. The roads weren't exactly smooth and was in fact very bumpy...
The little boy had some trouble trying to overcome the obstaclelying along the way and the huge crowds gathered to enjoy the beautiful brezze... In trying to step over a small jutting tree root, he fell faced down onto the ground into a muddy patch... All eyes zeroed onto this poor little guy who was so much embarassement rather then pain that he cried and cried and cried...The family rushes to his aid and tries to help him up but the stubborn little boy just refuses to get up... He had rather stayed in that position than stand up to let the crowd see his face... Seconds and minutes passed by...he grew tired of trying to hide and stood up... No longer does he worry about falling again cause he know already how to get up and it doesn't really matter cause he is already so dirty anyway... He could no longer be bother with the crowd who was watching them moments ago which has since dwindled... He never need all those who was ny his side then to help him stand up again... He learn all that by himself that very day he first fell....

" Time will not heal your wounds, it will only make you get use to the pain and helps you live with it " ( Jacky Wu )

When was the last time you did something for the first time...
Provoked some thoughts when i saw the advert the other time round...
But didn't tiggered me to start the blog page though...
Valium started it so i guess why not share a connection or a moment or 2 in cyberspace with those i was never fated to meet face to face....