a seed turned flower

When will we realize that there is no good or bad. When will we truly understand that there is no right or wrong, when will our families accept the fact that we are who we are and we can be no other than who we already are.

How do we make them believe that we can go far. How do we deal with the insecurities that often pull us down. How do we look in the mirror and acknowledge all of who we are, have been and will be.

Why do they make it look so hard. Why does it seem that its quite easy actually. Why don’t we love as freely as we ought to be. Why would we rather build barriers and keep it going strong.

What if its not what it seems to be. What if its all in the mind. What if the heart is stronger. What if it can be done. What if its true, that if there is a will there is always a way.

And if there’s always a way.. lets choose to see it no other way.

some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed.
some say love it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed.

some say love it is a hunger
an endless, aching need
isay love it is a flower,
and you it’s only seed.

it’s the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
it’s the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance

tt’s the one who won’t be taken,
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying
that never learns to live.

and the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long.
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong.

just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snow
lies the seed that with the sun’s love,
in the spring, becomes a rose.

the rose[bette midler]

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building bridges made of love

i would whisper love so loudly
every heart could understand
that love and only love
can join the tribes of man
i would give my heart's desire
so that you might see
the first step is to realize
that it all begins with you and me

love can build a bridge
between your heart and mine
love can build a bridge
don't you think it's time?

a brand new christmas will be airing on tv2, 25 December 2006

like a diamond in a sky

every now and then God gives us a reason to smile. on the face in the heart, it does not matter, that's not really the point. i dont believe that those without smiles plastered on their face have not in their heart. i used to think that if people weren't smiling they weren't really happy. not realizing that im one of those fools who just smiles.. despite whatever, i smile.. plastered.

until a dear friend one day said to me... my lovely julie.. that's what she said.. you're smiling.. but your eyes... they tell a different story.. i was stunned. no.. im fine.. i really am.. was i? maybe then.. not so..

so yeah, my trip down to jb, for the grand opening of kfc persada johor bahru. and the chance of mingling with kids, from the orphanage, shelter homes, those less fortunate, who just gleamed at the sight of chicky and friends.. and their favourite kak ju. maybe i just have a soft spot for kids. maybe its God telling me in another way, that whatever story i had.. other people have theirs too.

and in those few hours, laughter, giggles, hugs and kisses were shared. and the light in their eyes, i would not forget. it wasn't something i could replace for anything else in this world. another pair of shoe would bring a smile on my face.. , but the smile in my heart, carved by those girls and boys.. will i remember.. forever and ever.. and would last a lifetime.

one more day, one more time
one more sunset maybe I'd be satisfied
but then again; I know what it would do
leave me wishing still, for one more day with you
one more day [lonestar]

dots that dont meet.

yes a long time it has been. a month of ramadhan and a month of syawal... almost. quiet moments, fulfilled living moments, moments to cherish, moments.. perished..

so the new year is screaming its date. looking far ahead as to what it may look like. time will tell. looking back. not a moment to regret.

its a funny feeling, to have been in hiding from this space, and suddenly return. like an old friend, i've lost touch with... and suddenly to pick up that phone and make a call..

how do we turn an awkward situation or what we think of such situations, into a pleasant one not to be forgotten?

the ugly act of misconceptions is when our preconceived notions takes place above everything else that could possibly matter. thinking of the worst that could possibly happen when the truth of it all is that its possible to think of the best that could definitely happen.

no this is not an entry that means what it doesnt mean. it means exactly what it means.

just a mere feeling of being uncomfortable. at this point of time. and its best to get over with it.. so i can start again.

many thoughts passed by many times. putting it aside waiting for the right time didnt help. but. there is no right time, whatever time there is to do what we want to do is the time do it. waiting doesnt help. thinking about it doesnt help either.

its when we say what we say and do what we do that will turn it all around.

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