old man by the bench

Was cycling along the park connector when I saw the group of people gathered around the stone bench near the 500m marker. Aha.... there's this old man practising his chinese calligraphy there. Pretty good pieces and what strikes me most is that he is using tissue papers for his writing. Using tissue papers to write sure is not easy. The ink must be controlled very well and is very different from the way rice paper absorbs ink. He explained that it's cheaper that way since his purpose is for practicing his writing skills. Many of those gathered around asked for his completed pieces which he gladly gave away. He would throw them away anyway since it's just practice pieces. Had a long talk with him and he gave me two of his pieces...

The feeling of Christmas

As usual, it was kinda rushing for me to get to class after work. But, as I stepped into the mall, I paused. The tall christmas tree at the entrance caught my attention. Didn't realise that the Christmas season is here already. Perhaps was caught up with the Hari Raya and Deepavali holidays this past month as there were more Malay and Indian collegues for me at the new working place and the 2 festivals was celebrated more consciously here. Seeing the christmas tree all lighted up brings on a different festive mood. Should be hearing those good old christmas carols in the shopping malls soon.

All so soon, it's Christmas again......... :)

so small.....

So Small

Yeah, Yeah

What you got if you ain't got love

The kind that you just want to give away

It's ok to open up

Go ahead and let the light shine through

I know it's hard on a rainy day

You wanna shut the world out and just be left alone

But don't run out on your faith

Cause sometimes that mountain you've been climbing

Is just a grain of sand

And what you've been out there searching for forever

Is in your hands

And when you figure out love is all that matters after all

It sure makes everything else seem

So small

It's so easy to get lost inside

A problem that seems so big at the time

It's like a river that's so wide it swallows you whole

While you're sitting around thinking about what you can't change

And worrying about all the wrong things

Time's flying by, moving so fast

You better make it count cause you can't get it back

Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing

Is just a grain of sand

And what you've been out there searching for forever

Is in your hands

Oh, and when you figure out love is all that matters after all

It sure makes everything else seem

So small, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing

Is just a grain of sand

And what you've out there searching for forever

Is in your hands

And then you figure out love is all that matters after all

It sure makes everything else

Oh, it sure makes everything else seem

So small

Yeah, yeah