Perfectly Imperfect

The goal is not to be perfect; the goal is to be accepted for the imperfections.

Category: Human Connections

The interconnections between human race.

Whirlwind into 2017

2016 saw dramatic changes of my relocation from Perth to Denmark. It was meant to be a 6 months stay which extended to a year. If I had kept my original plan, I would be leaving Denmark for Singapore a day before Valentine’s day. 2016 ended with a visit in Copenhagen, a “field trip” as described in the lesson plan of…

Reality of Time

The first rule of love is that there is no warranty. Love is not a calculated business. The reward comes from the ability to spend all the emotional currency for the day all at once every day on the same person. If we get to live another day, the emotional bank will be refreshed with new credits, and we get to spend it all again on the love of our life.

Humming a Sad Tune in the Dark

She now silently hopes, “choose me, please choose me.” Feeling like an unwanted pair of worn, torn shoes, she is never the chosen one. This is what betrayal does to a person. It leaves a person broken beyond repair. The crave to be wanted grows to become an irrational fear. She hums a sad tune in the dark, the melancholic melody echoes in the night; and forgotten at first light of the day. Life goes on, and on one knows who hummed the sad, long tune.

A Brief but Impactful Encounter

I met someone recently. He is kind, romantic, gentle, sensitive, caring and probably loving. We cross each other’s path not to fall in love with each other, but to give each other the most essential and helpful tools to repair ourselves. This is perhaps another kind of love.

Before All the Heartbreaks

Be patient, the younger me. Hold on to your heart. Allow time for the men to demonstrate their capability and honour their words. Give them time to show who they say they are before giving them your heart. Wait instead, for the boys to become men, and men to become dependable and reliable people.

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