I have both my blogger and my tumblr open in the same window with their tabs side by side.
sometimes, I can't decide which one I like more, my blog or my tumblr.
xD
♥ 8:51 PM
this video has brought tears upon my eyes :'l
it depicts how a simple act of giving can bring about such an impact in somebody's life..and ended up having a benefit on the life of the giver as well.
very, very touching.
however, it actually got me thinking...is such a scene to idealistic?
does it really happen in the real world? the father of the girl in the video seems to prepare packets of vegetable soup for any hungry or needy souls for many years. it seems like the act of compassion is something that he has gotten used to. it is really admirable for me..seeing how he does that so naturally. then it just so happen that he fell sick and the doctor happened to be the little boy whom he was kind to 30 years ago. is such thing a little too coincidental? what truly is the message of the video? honestly... through my cynic eyes I actually thought that this might induce people to think that they should give because of the returns that they will get.
it just so happened that what I've watching in this video is pretty related to what has been on my mind recently. about giving. well... recently I've been facing some events that made me see how giving isn't as easy as it appear to be. there are some circumstances that has prevented me from giving what I ought to be giving and eventually cause me some distressed. one instance is the people around you. there are people around me who has actually prevented me from doing what I wanted to do most naturally..and causing me to doubt myself. after a thorough contemplation, on a hindsight, it is important for me to prioritize what is important to me then and made my decision based on my priority instead of others. hence, I can prevent this person from hindering my desire to give to people. another circumstance that caused me to be unable to give fully is restrictive activities like exams/tests/assignments etc etc. imagine that you have promised someone to give some of your time to them but because of such restrictive activities, you have to cancel that appointment with the person. sigh pie~~
well, again that is a matter of priority, purpose and perspective too.
one last thing. a burning question in my mind:
does the worth of an act of giving depend on the receiver or the giver of the act?
I don't think the answer is as simple as the one that somebody has been constantly telling me. "if something that I do doesn't make any difference to you then it is pointless". I feel that it just gives excuse to not put in any effort to be better, as in most case most people look at the effort more than the manifestation of the act. and maybe, some people just prioritize different things to put their effort into.
♥ 2:22 PM
is one that happens at the end of the week. not any other week but the week of horrendous assignments, submission deadline and test.
is one in which he initiates to satisfy a craving you have since monday and he lets you pick the place that you've been craving for.
is one where you just wander purposelessly at the shopping mall, had serendipitous encounter with a book fare and spend half an hour standing at the children books section...looking at 'the human body' book and getting amazed at the Creator..sharing with him some of the beautiful things you learnt about human body in school that made you go awestruck..flipping through books about dinosaurs and reliving you childhood..and just sharing stories that comes along as both of you immersed yourselves in the moment..
is one when he walk you home from the train station despite his sleepiness :/
...and is one with an unexpected warm embrace when you merely mention that the mall was too cold.
thank you God, for the gift that You have provided for me (: I'm such a blessed little princess (:
xoxo
♥ 12:40 AM
It has been some time since I write something here.
It is 3am in the morning.
It is always during the busiest period like this, when I have an assignment due in 6hours time and have about 500 more words to write, that I get sudden urge to write something. Something that usually comes out of nothing at all.
I used to write more on this blank page,
pour down the easy emotions and the tough ones too.
to just let my fingers brought me somewhere I wouldn't control because I love the serendipity that appears out of nowhere.
Like how things have been, in the past one year.
Surprises that come and things that changed.
Nothing. Was. Expected.
somebody once told me that it is only when you expect something that you can be pleasantly surprise.
but, I ponder upon it just a little right now and learned.
you are not something that I had expected but I am pleasantly surprise. till now, I still am.
like the kind of surprise you get when you received a box and you opened it to find that it has been something that you never, ever thought you will receive because you had never planned your life to be so perfect.
♥ 3:10 AM
sugar,spice and all thing nice.