他默不出声，一人呆坐在床上，时而不时地摸一摸脸颊，我知道那只是拭泪的假动作。
虽不语，但他脸上那无奈的神情，无声的眼泪，都在述说他的心情。
无奈于时光的匆匆，残酷的离别。无奈于时机的错失，无奈于相见恨晚。
为何那场戏要结束？
曲终人散，终究是必须接受的事实。
今夜，第一次见他难过的样子。
好想拍拍他的肩膀说：“朋友，加油吧！”
Friday, November 28, 2008
Sunday, September 7, 2008
背影
那天傍晚，天空下着大雨。妈妈匆忙地退车出外之后，你到外去把篱笆给关上。我从屋后走出来，看见你的背影，忽然觉得，你真的老了。
你撑着的那把伞，因大风的缘故，伞被吹得不成形。而你也顺势扭曲着身体，避开雨点的袭击。外头虽刮着大风雨，但你仍是一步一步，稳健的行走着。也许几十年来，你经历过了人生不少大风大浪，这丁点的风雨，对你来说，不足为奇吧。
记得我中三那年，我马来文的补习班在晚上八点半结束，你会在我补习班之后带我去吃宵夜。有一次，妈妈说要买米，我们就到三哩的汉利超级市场买了十公斤的米。当时由于找不到泊车的位子，我们的车子停得很远。当我们把米抬回车上的路途中，天空也是下起雨来。我就抬起米包的一端，你抬着另一端，我们跑回车上。进到车里，已是气喘呼呼，但是很开心，连当时向来严肃的你也笑呵呵。
很久以前就读过了朱志清的《背影》，但唯有今天，我才深切地体会到作者当时的心情。
这次回家，我要多花时间陪你们。
你撑着的那把伞，因大风的缘故，伞被吹得不成形。而你也顺势扭曲着身体，避开雨点的袭击。外头虽刮着大风雨，但你仍是一步一步，稳健的行走着。也许几十年来，你经历过了人生不少大风大浪，这丁点的风雨，对你来说，不足为奇吧。
记得我中三那年，我马来文的补习班在晚上八点半结束，你会在我补习班之后带我去吃宵夜。有一次，妈妈说要买米，我们就到三哩的汉利超级市场买了十公斤的米。当时由于找不到泊车的位子，我们的车子停得很远。当我们把米抬回车上的路途中，天空也是下起雨来。我就抬起米包的一端，你抬着另一端，我们跑回车上。进到车里，已是气喘呼呼，但是很开心，连当时向来严肃的你也笑呵呵。
很久以前就读过了朱志清的《背影》，但唯有今天，我才深切地体会到作者当时的心情。
这次回家，我要多花时间陪你们。
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Home
I've forgotten when was the last time I missed home.
But tonight....
It's 4 months away to Christmas, yet I'm listening to Christmas songs. Piano solo, Jim Brickman.
Christmas songs always bring me a feeling of home. The tenderness, the warmth, the comfortable and safe feeling when you are at home.
As the melodies of Winter Wonderland dances, beautifully pieced by Jim Brickman, my heart sank.
This year may be the last year in a few years to come when I get to celebrate Christmas with my family in Kuching.
When I was young, I always wanted the atmosphere overseas where Christmas are celebrated in winter and snow everywhere, those kinda stuff.
Now, I just wish to spend time with my family, go out for some ice kacang, or for dinner somewhere in the city of Kuching.
Perhaps they're right, you never know what you've got until you lose it.
At this time, in the middle of the night, I miss home. Badly.
But tonight....
It's 4 months away to Christmas, yet I'm listening to Christmas songs. Piano solo, Jim Brickman.
Christmas songs always bring me a feeling of home. The tenderness, the warmth, the comfortable and safe feeling when you are at home.
As the melodies of Winter Wonderland dances, beautifully pieced by Jim Brickman, my heart sank.
This year may be the last year in a few years to come when I get to celebrate Christmas with my family in Kuching.
When I was young, I always wanted the atmosphere overseas where Christmas are celebrated in winter and snow everywhere, those kinda stuff.
Now, I just wish to spend time with my family, go out for some ice kacang, or for dinner somewhere in the city of Kuching.
Perhaps they're right, you never know what you've got until you lose it.
At this time, in the middle of the night, I miss home. Badly.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Gift
**Warning: this post may be offensive or a lil mushy to some. Proceed at your own risk.**
I once asked a friend about his love life.
Ken: Do u have a girl friend?
XX: Nope. Never before.
Ken: Never?
XX: Yup. NEVER. Girls can be a menace sometimes, u know. U heard of PMS? Scientifically it's the acronym for Pre-Menstrual Syndrome. I call it Poor Man Suffering. Got that?
Ken: Lol.
People say girls nowadays look for the kiasu 5'C's theory from Singapore ( I call it kiasu cos I don't have them). U know, those Condominium, Car, Credit Card, Cash & Career stuff.
And, they look for hot guys with branded wear from head to toe. Which obviously, I'm not. No Armani, no Nike, BATA is all I've got.
And some say girls just love throwing tantrum at their boyfriend as their new found hobby.
Others complained having a girl friend is like hiring an invisible security guard. 24/7 by your side. You may ask: How's that possible? Well they just have to call to check what u're doing-where're u- who're u with-any girls present, those kinda stuff. And if u missed one call, u're doomed.
Then I took a deep thought on these weird behaviors that girl friends are 'supposed' to have, I actually couldn't find any on you.
If men are from Mars, women from Venus, then where're u from?
Heaven?
All those things u wanted me to do for u which I forgotten... All those dates where I was late... All those messages which I replied only after hours...
Yet u just took it with a smile?
As Shayne Ward sings...
...'You must have been sent from heaven to earth to change me
You’re like an angel
The thing that I feel is stronger than love believe me
You’re something special
I only hope that I’ll one day deserve what you’ve given me
But all I can do is try
Every day of my life
You leave me breathless
You’re everything good in my life
You leave me breathless
I still can’t believe that you’re mine
You just walked out of one of my dreams
So beautiful you’re leaving me
Breathless'...
Like the perfectly-matched key and lock.
You're the best that I can have.
Don't doubt, babe, you're the one whom I'm saying.
Yes, it's you, Sharon, the gift of my life.
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I once asked a friend about his love life.
Ken: Do u have a girl friend?
XX: Nope. Never before.
Ken: Never?
XX: Yup. NEVER. Girls can be a menace sometimes, u know. U heard of PMS? Scientifically it's the acronym for Pre-Menstrual Syndrome. I call it Poor Man Suffering. Got that?
Ken: Lol.
People say girls nowadays look for the kiasu 5'C's theory from Singapore ( I call it kiasu cos I don't have them). U know, those Condominium, Car, Credit Card, Cash & Career stuff.
And, they look for hot guys with branded wear from head to toe. Which obviously, I'm not. No Armani, no Nike, BATA is all I've got.
And some say girls just love throwing tantrum at their boyfriend as their new found hobby.
Others complained having a girl friend is like hiring an invisible security guard. 24/7 by your side. You may ask: How's that possible? Well they just have to call to check what u're doing-where're u- who're u with-any girls present, those kinda stuff. And if u missed one call, u're doomed.
Then I took a deep thought on these weird behaviors that girl friends are 'supposed' to have, I actually couldn't find any on you.
If men are from Mars, women from Venus, then where're u from?
Heaven?
All those things u wanted me to do for u which I forgotten... All those dates where I was late... All those messages which I replied only after hours...
Yet u just took it with a smile?
As Shayne Ward sings...
...'You must have been sent from heaven to earth to change me
You’re like an angel
The thing that I feel is stronger than love believe me
You’re something special
I only hope that I’ll one day deserve what you’ve given me
But all I can do is try
Every day of my life
You leave me breathless
You’re everything good in my life
You leave me breathless
I still can’t believe that you’re mine
You just walked out of one of my dreams
So beautiful you’re leaving me
Breathless'...
Like the perfectly-matched key and lock.
You're the best that I can have.
Don't doubt, babe, you're the one whom I'm saying.
Yes, it's you, Sharon, the gift of my life.
.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
A Thousand Miles.... Apart
Perhaps next year we'll really be a thousand miles apart, as how it is in Hey There Delilah.
UK and Aussie, that's how far it is. Halfway across the globe. 9 hours time difference.
Ah! Life's full of uncertainties. Things that seem so certain may change right at the next second.
That's what we call realities in life. Oh, Kenneth, you can't always get what you want, right?!
Harsh, ain't it?
Keep fingers crossed. The decision's not made yet. We'll see how it goes.
Whatever it is, God will make a way. Have faith, and be joyous in Him.
.
UK and Aussie, that's how far it is. Halfway across the globe. 9 hours time difference.
Ah! Life's full of uncertainties. Things that seem so certain may change right at the next second.
That's what we call realities in life. Oh, Kenneth, you can't always get what you want, right?!
Harsh, ain't it?
Keep fingers crossed. The decision's not made yet. We'll see how it goes.
Whatever it is, God will make a way. Have faith, and be joyous in Him.
.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
散文
大学学期才开始不久，大概三个礼拜吧，但是颇忙的，先是一系列的开会商讨教会团契新一年的事工、大学的学生团契活动等等。后来又为功课而忙碌，新学年了，已是大学第二年的学生，得努力了。所以迟迟未有更新部落格。难得今天放学后偷一偷闲，读了一读星云的散文，忽然好像写一些东西。
刚刚读了今天星云所刊登的一些由读者寄上的散文。我越来越喜爱这类型散文，与其他大作家作品不同的是，它多了一分“普通人”眼里所见到的朴实，简易，真情。不久前还稍有读龙应台、刘墉的书，里头蛮多人性的道理。但与这一些由“普通人”写的散文相比，显得那么的深奥、复杂。如果读书是种娱乐，那散文不是应该越简单越好吗？
散文总是能让我短暂地抛开烦恼，沉溺在文字当中。一篇篇尽是述说凡人的所思所想，记载着瞬间的感动，人性的真、善、美。当我们开始对人世间存有一些疑虑，对生活感到沉重时，读一读散文，那最初的憧憬，又回来了。散文，恰似一阵凉风，一曲美妙的音符，如此地触动心旋。
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刚刚读了今天星云所刊登的一些由读者寄上的散文。我越来越喜爱这类型散文，与其他大作家作品不同的是，它多了一分“普通人”眼里所见到的朴实，简易，真情。不久前还稍有读龙应台、刘墉的书，里头蛮多人性的道理。但与这一些由“普通人”写的散文相比，显得那么的深奥、复杂。如果读书是种娱乐，那散文不是应该越简单越好吗？
散文总是能让我短暂地抛开烦恼，沉溺在文字当中。一篇篇尽是述说凡人的所思所想，记载着瞬间的感动，人性的真、善、美。当我们开始对人世间存有一些疑虑，对生活感到沉重时，读一读散文，那最初的憧憬，又回来了。散文，恰似一阵凉风，一曲美妙的音符，如此地触动心旋。
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Thursday, February 14, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
29 more days to Miri
In a blink of an eye 2 months have passed. And today's 22nd January. One more month.... Oh I mean 29 more days I'll bid Kuching goodbye and board Airasia's Boeing 737 to Miri.
Flying over to Miri is like....
Urgh. *Chills running down my spine*.
Life in Miri =
1. Hectic uni life.
2. Staying in a pretty small room.
3. Horrible food from the catering auntie. It's either u get a food catering service, or you eat at Harmony on Monday, Food Raja on Tuesday, Zha Ji Fan Auntie on Wednesday, Yummy Yummy on Thursday, Chicken Rice Shop on Friday. Then repeat the cycle again on Saturday. And it goes on and on.... Until you puke and got dehydrated and die a sad life.
4. No time and proper place for badminton or tennis. We have one badminton court in uni. Yes babe you got it right, it's ONE badminton court in the entire uni! And no tennis court. When Curtin is fully developed by 2010 I would have graduated. Gggrrr.
5. Transport problem. Ooohh suddenly I love my crappy Kancil in Kuching.
Perhaps some parts I exaggerated. It's not that bad after all. Muahaha. 29 days left in Kuching. Gotta appreciate them. Hahaha :)
Flying over to Miri is like....
Urgh. *Chills running down my spine*.
Life in Miri =
1. Hectic uni life.
2. Staying in a pretty small room.
3. Horrible food from the catering auntie. It's either u get a food catering service, or you eat at Harmony on Monday, Food Raja on Tuesday, Zha Ji Fan Auntie on Wednesday, Yummy Yummy on Thursday, Chicken Rice Shop on Friday. Then repeat the cycle again on Saturday. And it goes on and on.... Until you puke and got dehydrated and die a sad life.
4. No time and proper place for badminton or tennis. We have one badminton court in uni. Yes babe you got it right, it's ONE badminton court in the entire uni! And no tennis court. When Curtin is fully developed by 2010 I would have graduated. Gggrrr.
5. Transport problem. Ooohh suddenly I love my crappy Kancil in Kuching.
Perhaps some parts I exaggerated. It's not that bad after all. Muahaha. 29 days left in Kuching. Gotta appreciate them. Hahaha :)
简单
我喜欢运动过后的感觉，它带给我很简单的一种快乐。
礼拜日晚上的羽球过后，我会如常地，慢慢地驾车回家。尤其礼拜天的晚上进入十点的时候，街道上早已人烟稀少。大概是第二天要上班，所以大家都窝在家准备早点睡觉养好精神吧。
我以每小时四十公里的时速在大道上行驶，也不必担心阻碍交通。电台播放着首首最爱的英文歌曲，一边开车，一边哼着，好自在。
回到家时，沉浸在热水澡里，热水从耳边滑落，带着流水的声音，闭上眼睛，再加点想象力，简单的四面墙变成林里的溪水。全身的疲劳随着温水，缓缓地被释放。
在睡房里，懒洋洋地躺在床上，挂着耳机，听着轻松的爵士音乐，辛纳特拉的 “Fly Me to The Moon”，心灵也随着澎湃的音符扬起；轮到琼斯的 “Don't Know Why” 播放时，先前心底掀起的涟漪又平伏下来，好比搅拌后的茶叶一般，慢慢地沉淀。
运动与音乐，一动一静，一是讨伐身体上的极限，一是心灵上的探索，两者配合在一起，却是叫我那么地沉醉。
礼拜日晚上的羽球过后，我会如常地，慢慢地驾车回家。尤其礼拜天的晚上进入十点的时候，街道上早已人烟稀少。大概是第二天要上班，所以大家都窝在家准备早点睡觉养好精神吧。
我以每小时四十公里的时速在大道上行驶，也不必担心阻碍交通。电台播放着首首最爱的英文歌曲，一边开车，一边哼着，好自在。
回到家时，沉浸在热水澡里，热水从耳边滑落，带着流水的声音，闭上眼睛，再加点想象力，简单的四面墙变成林里的溪水。全身的疲劳随着温水，缓缓地被释放。
在睡房里，懒洋洋地躺在床上，挂着耳机，听着轻松的爵士音乐，辛纳特拉的 “Fly Me to The Moon”，心灵也随着澎湃的音符扬起；轮到琼斯的 “Don't Know Why” 播放时，先前心底掀起的涟漪又平伏下来，好比搅拌后的茶叶一般，慢慢地沉淀。
运动与音乐，一动一静，一是讨伐身体上的极限，一是心灵上的探索，两者配合在一起，却是叫我那么地沉醉。
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