Thursday, October 19, 2017

Letters 546: Of Birthday, Bouquet & Believe

"There is no end to the adventures that we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open."

- Jawaharlal Nehru


To whom I haven't met yet,

           The words 'Happy Birthday' has become so common for me this month. There always a birthday one after another, accompanied by predictable moments. Some birthdays depleted my energy while some enhanced my perspectives towards the world. Each time I celebrated a birthday, I realize I have outdone myself again. I know, it's Whatsapp world where a simple wish might be enough yet I prefer to ask them out for a little celebration. 

              Yesterday, I spoiled someone with gifts on her birthday. Three bottles of Victoria Secret's perfumes, tonnes of clothes from Padini Authentics & a bouquet of flowers from 50Gram, not to mention countless wonderful foods from early in the morning until late evening. At first, she hesitated a bit as she said it was amount to a bully but after yours truly convinced her, it turned to be one of the best birthday celebration this year.

                She did great on our shopping 'adventure'. I channeled all my energy in accompanying her from one mall to another. It makes me believe that I took the right decision by making her make her own choices of birthday gifts instead of me shoving it in her throat. 

                  We shared many wonderful stories about our life too. It truly makes me wonder about everyone around me. Is that person hurting? What's the person next move. But the moment I looked at her laughing non-stop about my silly jokes or mistakes, I am very sure I took the right road. 

                   In these photo, you saw her precious smile with the bouquet from 50Gram. It was an opposite reaction compare to my previous experience. Her excitement truly lights up the world that day. 

                   Life is full of bad times but it will always wake you up to the good stuff you weren't paying attention too. Until then, have yourself a wonderful week wherever you are in this world.


p.s

Be still & know that God is there with you.


For the other half of the sky,

The Half Moon Serenades.

19th of October 2017.

                  

Monday, October 16, 2017

Letters 545: Of Faith & Mountains

"I half closed my eyes & imagined this was the spot where everything I'd ever lost since my childhood had washed up."

- Kazuo Ishiguro (Never Let Me Go, 2005)


To whom I haven't met yet, 

          Will you believe me if I said the dead do speak & they try to tell us something? Each time I saw a dead body, whether in my line of job or simply accident victims at the roadside made me realize that we are often put in such situations between life & death for a reason. 

          There are always lessons to be learnt. The stories behind the tragedy, their struggle in life & respect in death. Sometimes, I paused for a moment to reflect & think about my own life perhaps & the inevitability of death, specifically in the time between them. 


          Anyway, lets talk about my day at the orphanage few days ago. There was this little girl, she painted my left hand with crayons until it looks like Barney the Purple Dinosaur. Well, maybe she was upset because I tied her hair like a ribbon. Lately her favorite hobby is pinching my nose non-stop but of course yours truly here tickled her & she laughed until fell asleep. I believe, someday, this little angel will grow up & be the princess of the moon.

           Dear you, people said I did all this because I felt pity with the orphans or simply running away from hectic life. But people must understand, life does not have a 'turbo' button that, upon being pressed, will make the hectic life disappear. I have told myself if God let me have a good life, I will do everything humanly possible to save a life, in this case, the orphans & the beggars that I helped.

             Until the next letter, have yourself a wonderful life ahead hummingbird. I wish you were to live my life. Just have faith. :)


p.s

Faith can move mountains. 


Yours truly,

The Half Moon Serenades.

16th of October 2017.

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Letters 544: Strong & Courageous

"When a shooting star streaks through the blackness, turning night into day, make a wish & think of me."

- Jack Powell (Jack, 1996)


To whom I haven't met yet.

            In life, there are journeys that are physically less hectic but nevertheless require some form of strength. When one is on a journey with a medical ailment, it can be physically & mentally draining. But did you know that it can work wonders when family & friends are on hand to offer a shoulder to cry on, help & cheer you on?

             For the past few Sundays, I volunteered at a psychiatric hospital in my home state. It was more to a job but I took it as volunteering sessions with one of the patient there. She was a rape victim. The experience was so horrible until she decided to jump from a building few years ago but luckily a Good Samaritan managed to pull her before she jumped. 

             I was the first one apart from her family members that visited her in the psychiatric hospital since then. My friend asked me for a favor, whether I can help with this particular job so I decided to make my own leap of faith & said 'yes' immediately. To be honest, each time I listened to her, it remind me once again about how two persons from different walks of life are united by emotional stories. 

             Dear you, every journey is different. Some require extensive preparations, some require just the right dosage of love to help one to take yet another step forward. I told people around me not to focus on the hard part of their life but to trust in God who gives strength & grace in such difficult times.

              This is true not only for her but also for you, my hummingbird. If you ever found yourself heading towards bottomless pit in your life one day, put in your mind that yours truly here will spearhead your march towards the sky. 

               Until the next letter, have yourself a wonderful life there. I miss you.


p.s

Be strong & courageous. :)


For the other half of the sky,

The Half Moon Serenades.

10th of October 2017.

Saturday, September 30, 2017

Letters 543: Unexpected Road

"Some days are meant to be counted, others are meant to be weighed."

- Elizabeth Gilbert (Eat Pray Love, 2006)


To whom I have met, 

            A week ago, I went to the Penang General Hospital Psychiatric Ward for a work related stuff. It was a weird experience, an eye opening to be exact. I saw tonnes of patients with tonnes of stories.

              You see, people try, give advice & asked them to read every book but the truth is there is no right way for a patient to be completely cured from mental illness. They blamed themselves, they blamed hectic life, they blamed God. But, anyone can become mentally ill. No one is safe. 

               A glamorous life does not protect you from mental illness. It truly makes me wonder about everyone around me. Is that person hurting? What's the person's story? 

                I sat down with a young girl, mentally ill due to sexual abuse she received. She tried to find her appetite with a patch of plaster still on her forehead. 

                Dear Samantha, mentally ill patient do not look like the people in the movies sometimes. They are just people that took a road they never expected. This girl, she is doing great. I listened to her stories, makes silly jokes to cheer her up & channeled my funny attitude into her. 

                She is trying to move forward but the road is hard. But I told her that I believe in her. God is with her. I asked her to seek God & hopefully she will follow my advice. We love because He first loved us. 

                 Until then, have yourself a wonderful weekend there. I love you.


p.s 

After all this time, I still miss you everyday.


Always,

The Half Moon Serenades.
1st of October 2017.

Friday, September 22, 2017

Letters 542: Masquerade

"I was aiming at just enough to keep you from walking out."

- Melvin Udall (As Good as It Gets, 1997)


To whom I have met,

          Few days ago, I thought I lost everything when a motorcyclist rammed his bike directly at me while I crossed the road. Those few minutes under the heavy rain, lying upside down changed my perspective towards life. Fortunately by God's grace, yours truly here escaped with only bleeding knees & deep cuts which required tonnes of stitches. 

           I still remember how it felt thinking that I was about to lose my life but then miraculously, I were given a second chance. I will never forget those accident & the Almighty God. Few years back, I might questioned God, asking Him why I had this stroke of bad luck? But nowadays, I just live my life to the fullest. I owe my life to Him who hears & answers my prayers most of the time. 

          Anyway, the next day, with stitches still fresh intact, I went out to distribute food for the beggars, alone. 20 packets of rice to be exact. Unfortunately Samantha, the rice went cold as it took me more than one hour to do it as both of my legs still in recovery process. Sometimes, I am wondering what actually inside the beggars mind? Maybe the feel hopeless or maybe they simply tired with their life? 

           Dear Samantha, real life is not like the Hollywood movies we watched at the cinema. Sometimes, a cheerful man outside can be a masquerade for a broken man hidden inside. I hope behind your ever loving smile, you will remain as a strong girl forever & ever. Be kind, we never know but sometimes, a little kindness goes a long way. Like a ripple in a body of a water, that one act that can change someone else life. 

          I guess that's all I gotta say in this letter. I miss you. Have yourself a wonderful semester break from college there.


p.s

Love keeps no record of wrongs.


Always, 

The Half Moon Serenades.

22nd of September 2017. 

Saturday, September 16, 2017

Letters 541: Enthusiasm

"Behind the mask of ice that people wear, there beats a heart of fire."

- Paulo Coelho (The Alchemist, 1998)


To whom I have met,

             We all need to live each moment wholeheartedly, with all our senses. Finding pleasure in my own mini library at home, watching the clouds after a heavy storm & even chatting with a random stranger give me pleasure. I guess it is enthusiastic love of life which puts a sparkle in my eyes. 

             Enthusiasm took me further than any amount of paralyzing experiences. I always advocate to anyone who seek my help. In my life, I saw many people obsessed about their health, the feeling of pain on their shoulders from the weight of worldly problem & regrets. But rather than becoming anxious about the possibility of highly unlikely bad future for them, I constantly use enthusiasm to sooth this mindless chatter.

               I always believe that positive messages will help overcome apprehension. I have learned to live each day as it comes & think less of the dark menace of the future. Just store the umbrella in the bag, till it rains. 

              Dear Samantha, for the past few days, you took another major step in your tertiary education by completing your final examination in college. I still remember how you approached me for a help last Saturday because you are so clueless in Microeconomics. I've always counted my blessings because God gave you the idea to approach me instead of facing it alone. Always remember, it does not matter if it is good or bad results. You gave your best & this was your outcome. So don't worry because you will always have more opportunities if you work hard for the future. 

               Between you & me, things may change as time goes by but my love doesn't, especially after all this years. Loving you is one of the way I can learn new things. I won't regret any of my ways. I may have given you trouble or let you down, but many times, you still put up with my misgivings as much as I did. 

                I guess that's all I have to say on this beautiful Saturday. Have yourself a wonderful public holiday there. Until the next letter.


p.s

How long is forever? Sometimes just a second.


Always,

The Half Moon Serenades.

16th of September 2017.  

Sunday, September 10, 2017

Letters 540: Closer to Heaven

"How far should a person go in the name of love?"

- Nicholas Sparks (The Choice, 2007)


To whom I have met, 

            I saw tonnes of people posted prayers in social medias. I am not sure how God listened to their prayers but maybe He did. So here I am joining the mainstream people praying for you.

Dear God, lately her mind easily stressed with studies & miscellaneous stuff which I believe bring no benefits to her. Sometimes, the emotions took over her common senses until we ended up in arguments over petty matters. But I am contented here. I never harbor any angry feelings towards her attitude. All I asked from You is a blessing for her upcoming final exam this Monday. Protect her from harm too because my God, I did my best in making her happy & safe. Sometimes her eyes barely noticed it but I really did not mind about it. Finally, let her know how much this love is for her, always.

                Today, you tried so hard to share your joy regarding your previous results & how you performed better than college mates. But I pretended I did not care. Believe me, I cared. I am over the moon for you.

                 This letter is a short one for you as I believed I told you almost everything when we met just now. I wish you nothing but the best in life. 

                  I love you Samantha, always. 


p.s

You are my heaven.

Yours truly, 

The Half Moon Serenades.

10th of September 2017. 

Thursday, August 31, 2017

Letters 539: Of Cocoon & Horizon

"This life is not heaven, you don't have to be perfect."

- Francessco (Gia,1998)


To whom I have met, 

         Once in awhile, I became like an illegal immigrant in foreign country seeking new places & greener pastures. People always asked me why did I leave my comfort zone, face hardship of backpacking & even risk death?

         The truth is I just wanted to get the real taste of life. I did not want to be someone who read about a particular country in the internet & daydreaming about visiting many beautiful places in the country. In simple words, I was keen to get exposure first-hand. Thinking about countries around the world I visited previously, I was successful in seeking greener pastures in terms of experience in life. 
 
          I still remember how I boarded a rough looking wooden boat at Tonle Sap in Cambodia. It looks more like a timber instead of a boat to be honest with you. The kind of junk with an umbrella-shaped roof. The boatman used a plastic rod to navigate along the Great Lake. I can safely said that I feared for my life as no life jackets were provided on the boat. I was wondering how the boatman lived his life through this hardship earning a small amount of money. But I appreciated his honesty & willingness to earn as honest living. 

           Dear Samantha, I hope you will enjoy your life to the fullest in the future. It will be worth the effort in every sense of the word. Experience must come the hard way & only then, you will be well-molded. Leave your cocoon in order to widen your horizon. 

           Randomly aside. I love my little neighbor dog. Sadly, her poodle passed away peacefully few days ago. Her mother told me about her intention of purchasing a new puppy for her little girl but I told her maybe she should go to the nearest rescue center & find another furry friend to share their home. I bet you know the feeling of losing a pet too right Samantha since you owned few pets yourself? 

           I guess that's all I wanted to say in this letter for you. Until the next hello. I wish nothing but happiness to you there.


p.s

No matter how you feel before you went to the bed at night, get up in the morning & never give up. Go on you butterfly!



Always,

The Half Moon Serenades.

31st of August 2017.

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Letters 538: Love Never Fails

"I can't see it but I can feel it."

- Landon Carter (A Walk to Remember, 2002)


To whom I have met,

          Around 10 years ago, I made it a point to show kindness to at least one person a day. You see, it was hard at first to put someone else's needs before mine but luckily, things got better.  
    
          Day by day, I began to understand the joyfulness of extending kindness. It had nothing to do with materialistic things. I guess it was more to the sheer pleasure of seeing smiles & hearing the shout of happiness. Can you imagine, Samantha, the feeling of going to bed knowing that you helped someone or made his/her life better? I did. It makes me ecstatic. I felt like, finally I had a purpose to serve others & be humble. 

           For the past 10 years, I have been helping out at an orphanage every alternate weekend each months. Apart from monetary helps, I gave them free classes while spending the extra hours playing with them. It meant so much to me, to see the little act from me lighting up the orphan's faces. The feeling was amazing like nothing I had felt. 

           Dear Samantha, I would just like to say that one of the best & most satisfying things you can do is to think beyond yourself. It can be small ways such as opening the door for someone or greeting a stranger with a smile. I believe, if you spread your kindness, it will certainly come back to you because love never fails.

          Until then, have yourself a wonderful week wherever you will go. I miss you. :)



p.s

When I have nothing to lose, I have everything. 


Yours sincerely, 

The Half Moon Serenades.

20th of August 2017.

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Letters 537: Miracles

"To find each other & to feel, that is the purpose of life."

- Walter Mitty (The Secret Life of Walter Mitty, 2013)


To whom I have met,

        When my grandmother passed away in 2000, it took me awhile to get what it meant. My 11 year old self stood outside of the old wooden house in Relau while the adults, more mature than me solemnly attended to her. When I was growing up, my late grandmother would excite me with stories about old Penang in her thick Hokkien dialect & gave me RM 1.00 as a reward for listening to her wonderful stories (even more impressive given that she was bedridden for close to five years). I would pretend to lose to her in the game of Snakes & Ladders in order to get the extra ringgits. But after her health got worse, I didn't asked for the extra ringgits as often any more.

          Anyway, the laid her body out in the typical grand coffin according to the Chinese tradition. Lots of relatives came to hug me & I hugged back because it seemed polite. To be honest, it took a huge effort to figure out exactly how I should behave. Should I wept next to my grandmother coffin as some were? Or sitting the uncles outside of the wooden house? Or helping the ladies at the kitchen?

           So when the rest of them followed the funeral procession towards the Sungai Ara Chinese Cemetery, I took the option of staying back in the name of protecting the house from unwanted thieves. I remember sitting at the corner of the living room, thinking that all these people only made the effort to come by to pay their last respect after years of disappearing & abandoning their own mother

            I felt sad. I felt that she lived the last few years of her life alone (apart from my mother & the late uncle who took care of her). Until today, I am still not sure what I felt that day. But I know I did not cry. My mother just hugged me when she returned from the cemetery. I guess some deaths are less permanent than others. 

            Life for me Samantha are already His miracles. Today mark the first anniversary of completely tumor free. I can only praise Him for His revelation of how He works. Indeed God is faithful all the time. For the past few days, I noticed that you are living your life to the fullest. Full of happiness to be exact. There is a little part of my heart that jumped with joy each time I saw you with a smile. But in your pursuit of happiness, Sam, be patience in everything & continue the journey in hope if you faced hardship.

            Until then, have yourself a wonderful weekend over there. I miss you. :)



p.s 

I am thankful for each little blessing that comes my way. You are one of the blessings.


Always,

The Half Moon Serenades.

13th of August 2017.