My Island Home

I didn't catch the ndp theme song this year, till today. Not exactly memorable or particularly meaningful i think, but this line struck a chord.

"My home, wherever I may be, I believe, you will always be a part of me " - My Island Home, 2006 NDP Theme Song

Yes, it doesnt matter whether one's physically here in Singapore or not.
Dare I say, even things like food and Singlish isnt what makes one belong.
But it's accepting and accustoming to everything in the package- both the good and the bad.
The rules and restrictions with the convenience and safety.
Starting with the heaty food and ending it off with the cooling drinks.
Catching up with close friends for lunch then enjoying a night out with clubbers and pubbers.
Letting some pple occupy a parcel in your life. Giving someone else a piece to fit in their parcels.
A whole cocktail of smiles, tears, sweat, toil, laughter and fun.

Happy Birthday Singapore! I love it here in my own uniquely Singaporean way:)

On another note,






That rumbling sound
That burst of colours
That sparkle of radiance in the skies
That- which instantly illuminates the anticipation, smiles and wonder on the faces of the spectators

I've forgotten the magic of viewing the fireworks display. Until today.
For years now, i've subconsciously avoided/ ignored watching the displays.
Today, i realise why.

Because when the crackling dies, the skies turn back to grey, the brilliance fades, and the crowd disappears, after the breathtaking moment...I am always left with the sense of loss, of misplaced feelings and overcharged emotions.

The 'stronger'/more individualistic me then, decided that the best course to take was to insulate myself by not watching.
And I applied this to many areas of my life.
And devised warped ways of managing expectations-
Like how I always avoid making short trips abroad cos they'll make me long for more such that i become more miserable when I return than before I left.
Or how i'm resistant to making friends overseas because it makes parting very hard when the times come.

But today, it also dawned on me that troughs would definitely follow the peaks, the lows would mix with the highs, snarls would be there tog with the praises, a few bad days will always mingle with the good.

I've got to learn to embrace everything in the package. Not avoid it- the good and the bad.
To fight on. Not to be discouraged and weary.
To perservere . Not to give up. Not to be so easily consumed by fear and doubt.
And while doing all that, to enjoy the sparkle, relish the shine, appreciate and be grateful for the favours given to me.

It's easy to be derailed nowadays. Or to be stopped in disbelief. Or to lose sight, be jaded and disillusioned.
But may we have a bit of the childlike stubborness and faith. To press on. To continue. And to succeed.


( Gee, its so cheesy i am gonna discontinue it this moment, i dunno where i'm going with this rambling. I intended to talk about sth else, but i just can't put words to it right now. )