Archive for the 'musings' Category

current mood

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon ’em.

Malvolio reading a letter in Twelfth Night by Shakespeare

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mid-autumn

The moon is beautiful tonight.

chance

I love to think about chance – about how one little overheard word, one pebble in a shoe, can change the universe.

Anne Tyler, American writer

december descends

And snow is falling on my WordPress blog……

time flies

Can’t believe half a year has gone by and we’re into July now!!! :O

thoughts to live (and dress) by

I have never known a really chic woman whose appearance was not, in large part, an outward reflection of her inner self.

Mainbocher (1890 – 1976), American couturier

a year on

It’s the first anniversary of Mr Lee Kuan Yew’s death today……

rainy twilight

It was close to 7 pm when I got off the bus, right into the middle of a deluge. Walked through the darkened NUS Central Forum, and suddenly realized the lush green valley that lay beyond it was very beautiful. Somehow, almost misty and magical in the rainy grey twilight……

(Had gone back to my university to attend a personal finance talk organized by my friend Kanghao and his business partner for their new startup. Decided to stop by the arts faculty canteen for dinner. Alas, all my favourite stalls were closed!)

december descends

And snow is falling on my WordPress blog……

death is nothing at all

Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!

Henry Scott Holland, The King of Terrors (sermon)

life is but a dream

Went for the funeral of a friend’s younger brother yesterday evening. He was only 24, in his last year of university…… 天有不测风云,人有旦夕祸福…… :(

where sky and water meet, where the waves grow sweet

I finished The Chronicles of Narnia (by CS Lewis) way back in primary school and enjoyed the series thoroughly. My favourite book out of the septology has always been The Voyage of the Dawn Treader – I felt that it was a great metaphor for a journey of self-discovery. In that book, Reepicheep, leader of the Talking Mice, reveals that a Dryad once sang a prophecy (which went on to affect his whole life) over his cradle:

Where sky and water meet,
Where the waves grow sweet,
Doubt not, Reepicheep,
To find all you seek,
There is the utter East.

Continue reading ‘where sky and water meet, where the waves grow sweet’

time flies

Time flies like an arrow, fruit flies like a banana.

Half a year is done, and it’s July already……!

throwing letter

This morning I tendered my resignation to my biggest boss M. Before I entered his office, I thought that I could coolly pass the letter to him and then just walk out. Turns out, I couldn’t…… I started tearing the moment I sat down. 顿时百感交集: relief, joy, sadness and a multitude of emotions washed over me. It was exactly like a phrase I had once used in my primary school Chinese compos: ‘打翻五味瓶’……

My letter was a simple announcement of my resignation, and the rationale I gave was: “As a female teacher from Henan, China, recently wrote in her resignation note of just ten words: ‘世界那么大,我想去看看’!” My boss accepted the document, and finally the deed was done.

PS I wonder why resigning is also known as ‘throwing letter’ in local parlance, which strikes me as being rather negative. Is it because it is nearly always carried out in unhappiness, when the employee is at the end of their tether?

there is no truth, only perspective

Recent events reminded me of this quote:

We do not see things as they are, we see them as we are.
Anais Nin, The Seduction of the Minotaur


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