Sunday, December 14, 2014

Letters 425: Of Moon River & Love

Leo Tolstoy once said:

"Respect was invented to cover the empty place where love should be."

To you whom I haven't met yet,

       Here I am for another little chat with you & hopefully I should manage to say a lot before bedtime. I haven't be able to write anything for the last three weeks but today, I managed to get some good rest, a rest that I totally deserved. 

        Speaking of resting, most of the hawker stall especially around my housing area, close for today. I bet they are resting at home due to the scorching heat that engulfed Penang for the past few weeks & apart from a few people who go for a jogging, the neighbours stay at home & have their own siesta. It is not until 7.00 p.m. that people come on the streets & up until then, the streets looks like the postcard of a moon river, just empty. 

         Back again to my previous letter, which goes on about the story of my friend who fell in loved & married someone from different culture, race & religion. I used to do the same thing myself with a girl in my youth. But of course I didn't ended up getting married, unlike him. (hahahaha)

          Still my hummingbird, apart from all the teasing that I did in every letters dedicated to you, I am sure I will love you very much in future & for the rest of my life. Well, some people call it sentiment, call it anything that you wish, but I often told you in my letters all sort of things, things which I hope to tell you face to face in future. 

          Perhaps people may laugh at me but you know, as strange as it sounds, I pray earnestly for the day to come as time goes by. 425 letters in 8 years, I will never give up. :)

 Yours faithfully,

The Half Moon Serenades.
 14th of December 2014.    

Saturday, November 29, 2014

Letters 424: Of Purple Rose, Waxing & Love

Khalil Gibran once said:

"Man struggles to find life outside himself, unaware that the life he is seeking within him."

To you whom I haven't met yet,

         This morning I found a purple rose after a long search, so I thought that instead of pressing it, I would try to keep it as it is by waxing it! I shoud add that I had heard of this idea & as I like to try anything at least once, I thought I'd do a spot of waxing.

         I melted a candle in a Milo tin & dipped the purple rose into it. The funny part  was that the purple rose just disappeared. Maybe I didn't do it right. (hahahaha)

         Still, I am pressing some other flowers right now, by the simple method of sitting on them. If they do turn out, I will keep them at my office, in a frame. But if they don't, please forget my dear, that I ever attempted this funny hobby.

          Dear hummingbird, before I ended this short letter to you, I want you to know that I am now having a taste for foreign food, as such, I am learning to cook Korean cuisine. What is meant by the words 'daekgalbi'? Bing it for the answer if you want to know about it.    

           Until then, put it your heart the fact that 424 letters still couldn't describe how much I wished you can enjoy my beautiful life together with me. But I know, I just haven't met you yet. Rest assured I am here, forever more, for you.

Cheerios,

The Half Moon Serenades.
29th of November 2014. 

  

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Letters 423: Of Pain, Forgiveness & Love

Anne Frank once said:


"In spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart."

To you whom I haven't met yet,

           I've learned that anger feels like a stab wound to the heart, something I wish I could do without in my life. But then, forgiveness feels like the wind against my face when you are spreading your wings & flying through the air. 

           Dear you, will you believe me if I said that people have to forgive? We don't have to be friends with them, we don't have to send them hearts in text messages, but we have to forgive them, to overlook & to forget. Because for me, if we did not forgive, we are tying rocks to our feet, too much for our wings to carry. 

          In life my hummingbird, you're going to meet many people with multiple personalities. It's not your job to change these people, but it's your job to show them your peace & gentleness do not equate to weakness. Show to them, you are not fragile nor delicate. People mistake silk to be weak but did they know, a silk handkerchief can protect the wearer from a gunshot?

         If winter is saying, summer is in my heart, would I believe in winter? Because to me, everything appears beautiful. That's how I viewed my life which hopefully, I can share with you one day, someday. 423 letters in 8 years is a good evidence that I lived my life to the fullest.

 Cheerios hummingbird,

The Half Moon Serenades,
22nd November 2014.

Monday, November 17, 2014

Letters 422: Of Nami Island, Autumn & Love

John Lennon once said: 

"Count your life by smiles, not tears."

To you whom I haven't met yet,

      Annyeonghaseyo (that's hello in Korean in case you can't find it in Google Translate) my hummingbird! Here I am again writing the 422th letter to you after 20 days of traveling across East Asia. This reminds me that it will soon be 8 years since I started my countless letters for you. 

      Of course I am fortunate that God still give me the energy & strength to never stop believing that one day, I will be able to find you in this beautiful world (I hope the day is not so far distant when we will be able to enjoy a journey around the world together). For that, I am so thankful to Him.

      Anyway my angel, back to the point about my recent travel across East Asia, in particular South Korea. I can only say, what a travel! Did you remember when I told you in my previous letter about 4 years ago regarding an island shaped like a half moon in South Korea called Namiseom? Well, believe it or not, I visited the place three weeks ago. I had heard so much about & seen so many times in photographs, but my dear, to be there in real life, to touch the autumn leaves with own hands, I can't describe the excitement, the joy in my heart. 

       By the way, I had to pay 23000 won to visit this island in case you thought I sneaked into the island without paying like how I did in Boracay Island in the Philippines (hahahaha). Eventually, I found a very beautiful place in the island, surrounded by the yellow & red autumn leaves. I wish you could have been there with me in future. 

       It was like just before the sun goes to bed down on the bay of Namiseom, there was over a million sparkles on the water. It looks like there were two skies, one on top of the other. I couldn't tell where heavens stopped and the earth began. It was so beautiful. 

       The year 2014 is going to end soon. Frankly, I don't know if we will ever met each other one day or we are just floating around on a windy breeze. I miss you. If you ever read my letters in future, I want you to know, I won't be far away. Until then, have a wonderful holiday my hummingbird.

Always,

The Half Moon Serenades.
17th of November 2014.  

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Letters 421: Of Travel, Mystery & Love



Hans Christen Andersen once said:

"To travel is to live."


To you whom I haven't met yet, 

             Well, here I am again for another little talk before I am going for my month long travel across Asia. Hopefully I can manage to say a lot in this 421st letter for you before my eyes completely close for bedtime.

              Tomorrow & for the next 29 days, I will be going for another epic annual journey, this time covering the east side of the beautiful continent of Asia. Will you believe me my hummingbird if I said travel makes one modest? I believe that by traveling, we can see what a tiny place we occupy in this amazing world. 

              That is the glory of foreign travel as far as I am concerned. I don't really care what people are talking about like for example, I am just wasting my money for the sake of learning a whole new world when traveling.  

              Dear you, I can't think of anything that excites a greater sense of childlike wonder in me other than to be in a new country where I can be ignorant in almost everything. Suddenly I can be a five years old again, wandering aimlessly to a wonderful place. And that is how my whole existence become a series of interesting guesses.

              8 years passed by since I started to dedicate a letter for you. People said my life is mysterious but I guess this is what life is all about, a mystery. For me, to wake up every morning, not knowing what gonna happen, whom I am gonna met, this for me is a beautiful mysterious life.

               I will be in Seoul (South Korea in case you didn't know, hahahahaha) soon. But rest assured, one day, when I finally met you, you & me gonna live this beautiful kind of life, forever more. Until then, cheerios my sunshine.

Always & forever,

The Half Moon Serenades.

1st of November 2014.
  

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Letters 420: Of Dentist, Lisp & Love

Albert Camus once said:

"You will never live if you are only looking for the meaning of life."

To you whom I haven't met yet, 

          Well hummingbird, this morning I paid a visit to the dentist as there were a few thing I didn't like about my mouth & of course it is two years since I had a full examination. It is not very good news however as the cheeky dentist said I have developed gum trouble (easily bled when I brushed my teeth).

          About the treatment that I did after that, it makes my jaw a bit rough. Not only that, I have developed a temporary lisp in my speech. A very fashionable lisp of course to match my funny personality (hahahaha). 

          But I should be thankful to God because at least, all my teeth is still intact unlike the old man that sat next to me this morning, smiling with missing tooth. Oh, is there any word that can describe the feeling of hatred towards anaesthetic? I might need to use it soon. 

          Can you imagine, when I talked with my neighbour, they said I sounded like a chicken & she sounded like a duck? So I guess the best thing to do now is to avoid talking unnecessarily with anyone until the lisp is gone for good.

          For the past 8 years & 418 notes, I had written stories about my life with a great hope that you can enjoy reading it one day.  But apparently, this year might not be 'the year' we can be together. It doesn't matter however, as I believed when all is well, the end will be well too. I just haven't met you yet.

Right here waiting,

The Half Moon Serenades.

26th October 2014.

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Letters 419: Of French, Manners & Love

Guillaume Apollinaire once said:

"Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy."

To you whom I haven't met yet,

        Well, here I am again for a little talk to you & I should manage to say a lot before bedtime. I have managed to become friendly with a French family as a result of my work & I spend my hours on Friday in their company. They don't speak English & my French is really really really really really poor. But we get along quite well.

        Of course there are very pretty daughters, who keep saying 'vous parlez francais tres bon'. Perhaps that is due more to my personality than to my ability to understand a little bit of French. 

        The first question Emeline (the elder daughter) asked me was if I was married & although I am quite shy to talk with the pretty lady, I told her I am not, yet, adding of course the word 'unfortunately' (hahahahaha). Just manners, my hummingbird, just manners. 

        Dear you, I hope you will like to read all my 419 letters that I wrote for you since 8 years ago. Until then, put in your heart the fact that I had fallen in love with you way before we knew each other. So once more my angel, I must say cheerio in the meantime.

Yours sincerely,

The Half Moon Serenades.
18th of October 2014.   

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Letters 418: Of Sponge Cake, Tiramisu & Love




Rumi once said:

"The wound is the place where the Light enters you."

To you whom I haven't met yet, 

           Well dear, the weather has gone back to the old ways again here in Penang (rain & very high winds). At present it is blowing a gale outside my house with a lot of rain. But I am inside & dry, so why worry right?

              Anyway, I hope I have the chance to enjoy your baking one day. Do you think I could have a piece of sponge cake some day? I had a great notion on a cook once up in Malacca because she made me some nice tiramisus for my breakfast. Perhaps she was practising out the old adage of 'road to a man's heart started from his tummy'. As I was never a handsome guy, I put it down to my personality (hahahaha).

            Dear hummingbird, I have never had a chance to properly baked something for someone that I loved. Never mind dear, we will have the all our wee times to ourselves when our day comes. I know at times, I will probably feel as if I am not gonna meet you any time soon, but i will keep my chin up & look forward to the day when you will be home & the period of uncertainty are only a memory.

             418 letters in 8 years still can't describe how much I wish you can be here with me, every day. And with that remark my angel, I will finish for today as I have some paperwork to do now. God bless you dear hummingbird.


I'm with you,

The Half Moon Serenades.

12th of October 2014.
 

Sunday, October 5, 2014

Letters 417: Of Mystery, Magic & Love


Roald Dahl once said:


"Those who don't believe in magic will never find it."

To you whom I haven't met yet, 

         Dear you, I don't believe in the kind of magic as written in the Harry Potter saga. But I do believe, something magical can happen when we start to pray to the Power above. God is mysterious, we can't actually see Him, but He was & always be there to help us.

         You know what is magic? One day, you will open your heart to me knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day. But my hummingbird, in opening your heart, you will experience a love & joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have me as a true friend & possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to you till the end. That's the magic that you & me, will share one day. 

         Sometimes, I looked up into the sky at night time as the rain stops, hoping that you would look at the same stars on any side of Malaysia. Sometimes, it would stop raining long enough for the stars to come out. The sparkles of stars is so beautiful. It was like just before the sun goes to bed down on the blue bayou at Teluk Bahang Dam. I couldn't tell where heavens stopped & the earth began. And that is the magic of love.

         Until then put in your heart the fact that 417 letters in 7 years still can't describe how much I wish you can be here with me. Never lose hope because love dwells in the invisible.

Cherrios my sunshine, 

The Half Moon Serenades.

5th October 2014. 

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Letters 416: Of Love & Hymn to the Hummingbird

 Charles du Bos once said: 

"Love does not care to define & is never in a hurry to do so." 

To you whom I haven't met yet,

           Well dear hummingbird, loving you one day, will be so easy. 

Do you know I will love it when you daydream & you think no one is watching?

Do you know I will love the way your eyes sparkle when you tell a funny story?

Do you know that I will love the shape of your eyes?

Do you know that I will love to watch you smile? 


  
            I thanked God every night & asked Him to protect you from any harm. Perhaps I am selfish because I pray that you are kept safe for me one day. But God knows that you, my other half of sky, will be my whole life.

            As usual, my heart is as heavy as it has ever been each & every time I ended my letter for you. 416 letters still can't describe how much I wish that you will appear anytime soon. I know that I preach about keeping the chin up & keeping the chin up is what I am going to do. 

Yours faithfully,

The Half Moon Serenade.

27th September 2014.
 

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Letters 415: Until Our Next Hello

Mother Teresa once said: 

"It's not how much we give but how much love we put into giving."


To you whom I haven't met yet,

      
        Another week & another writing for you. Anyway, will you believe me if I said that when you love someone, you know in your heart that your love never died? You feel their presence in your heart, even if they are out of your life?

       Sometimes, we may not always get what we “want” in life. However, we will always get what we need in order to grow. We may not consciously ask for certain situations, but on a soul level, we brought them into our lives in order to heal, grow & learn what pure love is truly all about.

       Dear you, once a man has won a woman's love, the love is his forever.  He can only lose the woman if one day she decided the love in her is not for him anymore.

       I hope one day, when I finally found you, you can be the other half of my sky. Anyone can catch my eyes out there, but it will takes someone special to catch my heart & I hope that someone is you.

       Until then, take care wherever you are & put in your heart the fact that I had fallen in love with you way before we knew each other. 415 letters in 7 years, perhaps time is the only answer for my waiting.

Until our next hello,

The Half Moon Serenade.

21st September 2014.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Letters 414: Of Birthday Cards & Unknown Flowers


Coco Chanel once said:

"Don't spend time beating on the wall, hoping to transform it into a door."


To you whom I haven't met yet,

         
           It seems funny that whenever I have a rather busy time & very little to spare, tonnes of work always arrives. Since I finished the 413th letter to you, most of my spare time has gone on making birthday cards for the little ones at orphanage on weekend. You see, proper cards for kids are rather hard to get in this part of Penang so I thought it would be a good idea to try & 'manufacture' a few.

            What I have done is to get hold of old cards from any fellow volunteer who had them & copy the desigs or part of them on to my paper. I have some coloured pencils so altogether I have managed rather well. I am making four birthday cards & it takes me at least a day to make one. I have drawn plenty of flowers but for goodness sake my dear, don't ask me in future what kind of flowers that I drawn as I don't have any idea (hahaha). 

           I just think a bit of purple would be nice in there & perhaps maybe some red too. Still I've done my best & I certainly hope the kids at orphanage gonna like it. 

           Here's another thing my hummingbird. This letters for you marked the 414th since the past 7 years. Some of my female friends told me that love letters from their boyfriend is now very scarce & seems to have extinct like the dodo bird. Well, just to let you know, I am still the same wanderers saerching for my other half of sky (which is you). 

           This maybe a bit lame to you, but put it down to my sense of humour. 414 letters still can't describe how much I wish you can be here with me, living the life to the fullest. But until then, whenever you read all my notes in future, put in your heart the fact that I had fallen in love with you way before we knew each other as lover. 

Yours always,

The Half Moon Serenades.

14th of September 2014.

Monday, September 1, 2014

Letters 413: The Flower Perishes (And the Seed Remains)



Maya Angelou once said:

"Try to be a rainbow in someone's cloud."


To you whom I haven't met yet,

        One day, some fools out there might tells you that this beautiful life perishes like the body & which never returns when it dies. But tell them, the flower perishes but the seed remains & lies before us as the beauty of life is everlasting. 

         It was but yesterday I thought myself a fragment quivering without rhythm in this sphere of life. But after one moment of silence, I learned that I'm the sphere & all life rhythmic fragments moves within me. Somewhere along the line, there was a time when I thought my life is nothing but just a fast pursuit of monetary living instead of happiness. But in the end, I decided to live my life to the fullest & to make each day counts.

         Dear you, some people struggles to find life outside himself, unaware that the life he is seeking is within them. But I wish that for whatever you did in your life, never lose faith in God. For me, why on earth can we lose faith when the dreams of those who sleep upon feathers are not more beautiful that the dreams of those who sleep upon the earth?

        I believed that faith is the strength that carried me to write all my 413 letters in 7 years for you. After all, love is forever. Hopefully you will stumble upon all this letters, one day, someday. And when the day finally arrived my hummingbird, live in my heart as a rainbow & pay no rent forever.


You're my Inspiration,

The Half Moon Serenades.

1st of September 2014.
       

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Letters 412: A Beautiful Life


C.S Lewis once said:

" Some day, you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again."

To you whom I haven't met yet,

      During one of my bi-weekly visits to an old folk's home few days ago, I met a rather wonderful old man whose sacrifice really touched my heart. 

       When he was in his 20's, he stayed with his mother whom he loved very much. He admired her for all that she did for the family. Whatever his mom asked, he did it to relieve her burden. He told himself that he will never say no to her in anyway possible for as long as she is alive. 

       Anyway, he fell in love with a girl (a long-distance relationship) & wanted to marry her. His mother being a sceptic type of person did not approve of their relationship despite all the pleas & justification. Thinking about all the sacrifice that her mother had done for him, he decided not to get married yet but wait until her mother finally agree of when she was not around anymore.

        Time passed but his mother still did not change her mind & by the time she died at the age of 84, he was already in his 60's & suffering from diabetes, without any wife alongside him.

       Dear you, talking to him make me realised that he doesn't bear any grudge against his late mother for the state he is in now. He doesn't curse or swear that God has betrayed him in anyway. Instead, he seems to have accepted the fate & accept it without hesistance. 
  
        The question is, will we make the time for him & others like him? For the past 9 years of my life, I've dedicated it in helping others, let it be the old folks at retirement home, the orphan at orphanage or the student at centre in my free time. Sometimes, God gave me someone to love, twice but most of the time, they can't accept my life & of course the battle with my illness

        But for me, my hummingbird, my life is beautiful. I guess by the time you read this letter, we might be in love with each other or we might not. But I just want you to know, in the dew of morning, I will never stop praying that we can be together, forever in love when we finally met each other. 412 letters still couldn't describe how much I wish you can be here, living my life together.

Cheerios my sunshine,

The Half Moon Serenades.

23rd of August 2014. 

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Letters 411: Of Lilo, Stitch & Love



Theodor W.Adorno once said:

"Love is the power to see similarity in the dissimilar."

To you whom I haven't met,

        Here I am again, for a few words in my 411th letters to you in 7 years before I go to the meeting. For your information, the weather in Penang is very poor & I guess the heavy rain signal the coming of Malaysia next monsoon season.

       During the last few weeks, I have managed to do quite a few amazing travel in Japan, among which was hiking Mount Fuji at Honshu Island, sitting in the world renowned Tokyo bullet train (Tokaido & Kyushu Shinkansen) & many more. As much as I wanted to share all my experiences in the Land of Rising Sun with you, I guess I will do it when I finally met you one day.

       Dear hummingbird, when I was in Tokyo Disneyland, I looked around for some thing for you but I didn't come across anything which could be called a product that uniquely Japan. Most of the souvenir sold in the theme park got this huge mark stating Made in China. Pretty ironic right considering both countries hated each other very much. 

       Anyway, I did bought for you a cute Stitch (of Lilo & Stitch fame) brooch. It is not a random buying because I believed that one day, you & me gonna share the same passion that I had for this blue koala-like creature (just like Lilo). 

       And with that, I end this letter for you this time with a hope that you will finally appear in my life one day. And also my angel, I will make sure first before I give you a gift from any countries that I visited, it won't have the same mark stating Made in China (just joking).

Yours always (someday),

The Half Moon Serenades (Z.L)

13th of August 2014. 

 


Friday, August 8, 2014

Letters 410: The Stairway to Heaven



Loretta Young once said:

"Love isn't something you find, but it is something that finds you."'
  
To you whom I haven't met yet, 

        Life is funny. It was raining heavily when I went for my lunch at a new place few hours ago, & there was this old man giving a little political talk to a bunch of young people. 

        For some reason, he was waving his hand like a conductor for an orchestra. He liked to say the 'F' word. A lot. 'F' this & 'F' that. And everytime he said the 'F' word, well they'd cheer. Well for me, I just laughed silently in my heart. How I wish you can be here with me to listen & laugh at his nonsense. 

        Anyway, talking about the rain, for the past few days I have been through every kind of rain there is in Penang. Little bit stinging rain (when I forget to bring my umbrella along yesterday morning), big old fat rain (like just now) or rain that flew in sideways (when some idiot drove their car too fast till the water on roadside splashed at me). Well, sometimes rain even seemed to come straight up from underneath.

          Dear you, it even rained at night when I drove back at the dark hilly area after finished teaching the kids. You might asked, were I scared? Well, I believed in the Power high above to protect me.
    
         Sometimes, it would stop raining long enough for the stars to come out. And then it was nice to drive. It was like driving along a paradise. There was over a million stars sparkles at the sky. I couldn't tell whether I am driving at dark hilly road or climbing stairway to heaven. It was so beautiful. I wish you can be here.

         For the past 7 years, I wrote & dedicated 410 letters for you here because I just haven't met you yet. I don't know whether we will ever met each other one day, or if we will only floating around unnoticed to each other like a wind. Until the day comes, I won't be far away.

For the other half of sky,

The Half Moon Serenades.
8th of August 2014.



Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Letters 409: Of An Old Guitar & Love



Helen Keller once said:

"Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all."


To you whom I haven't met yet,

       Here I am sitting in my office room somewhere in Penang writing another letters for you. Well, today weather is a bit weird but the view of green grass near my workplace with casuarina trees & bushes surrounding it did a huge favour in helping me to relax a little bit. 

       Everything is dull & everybody is also very quiet (either reading, writing or perhaps just resting).The only noise is of police cars or ambulances zooming through on the main street. Of course, they are going from us, not for us, thank God.

       Before I started to write you these few words, I brought & played my old guitar to the tunes of 'Always on My Mind' by Willie Nelson. But as I mentioned in previous notes, my old guitar was a wee bit damaged but I did spent all my spare time few weeks ago doing my best to make it serviceable.
 
      Dear you, you will smile & laugh like Elmo if you heard the remarks which are passed by my colleague about my old guitar & how I played it like an old man. But they just don't understand, do they my hummingbird?

       Well, my dearest, maybe I haven't met you yet but I will say cheerio with the wish that I will be with you when the time finally comes. In the meantime, I just want to let you know that everything is well with the treatment that I received as previously mentioned (as I'm still strong enough to write for you the 407th notes in 7 years).


Until our next hello,

The Half Moon Serenades.
Penang.

5th of August 2014.

Saturday, August 2, 2014

Letters 408: Of Love, Heaven & Earth



Eleanor Roosevelt once said:

"It takes courage to love."

  To you whom I haven't met yet,

      What an awful lot of letters from me that you must be reading by now, 408 letters in 7 years to be exact. Imagine me writing for you every week? To tell you the truth, I don't really have such a lot of time on my hand at present but by writing to you, it does help to break the drabness of the long day.

      Just to let you know, I will be writing a short letter to you for quite some time in order to take a good rest since I'm continuing the treatment to cure that lump at my neck (the same old problem). I can't tell you much about the treatment but although this may appear very mysterious, you have nothing to worry about one day. You will find that all your fear have been groundless. 

      Anyway, you will smile like Elmo if you were at where I'm now. Sometimes it would stop raining long enough for the cloud to come out & then it was nice. It was like just before the sun goes to bed down on lake, there was over a million sparkles on the water. Like that lake, it looks like there were two skies, one on top of the other. I couldn't tell where heavens stopped and the earth began. It was so beautiful. I wish you can be here with me.

     But until then, put in your heart the fact that I fell in love with you way before we knew each other. Pray together with me, will you? 

Yours always,

The Half Moon Serenades.

2nd of August 2014.

Friday, July 25, 2014

Notes 407: Of Living with a Lost Smile




Rumi once said:

"Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes because for those who love with heart and soul, there is no such thing as separation."
  

To you whom I haven't met yet,

       Life does not run along a straight line; rather it's a journey punctuated by a series of ups & downs. For me, I believed that anyone who is able to accept the twists but maintains his equanimity, inspired by absolute faith, is bound to rise high.

       Will you believe me if I said that the tendency in us usually is to bemoan our fate? Often we may be heard to mutter:

"I'm tired of living". 

       Even day-to-day (small) problems can turn into major heart-ache. This outlook should be changed because hope is the essence of life & we should use it for good because lack of inspiration occasionally comes to haunt even eminent persons. 

       Dear you, in my pursuit of happiness, I have found the reality in life, that if you hope until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more hope. So, always remember that where there is hope there is life. 

       Perhaps all the tiger in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our hope. 

       Over the last one year, one of the things I've lost is my smile. I know it doesn't mean a lot to everyone else, but it means a lot to me. I'm trying my best to take care of myself & embarked on countless journey to find my happiness because somewhere along the lines I lost it. But one thing for sure, I will never give up.
     
        And I guess that is what my life is all about at the moment. Tomorrow, for the second time in a year, I will embark once again in 8 days road & air trip across this beautiful Godsent land of paradise. I wish you were here with me but unfortunately, I just haven't met you yet. I'm sure that 7 years of writing 407 notes to you still can't described how much my love for ,if we ever met each other one day, someday. 



Until our next hello,

The Half Moon Serenades.

25th of July 2014.

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Notes 406: Of Destiny & Love



Walt Disney once said: 

"The flower that blooms in adversity is the rarest and most beautiful of all."

To you whom I haven't met yet,
 
         Few years back, when I was in my first working place, I saw a young girl from another department walking home from our office. It looked like she was carrying all of her belongings & I thought to myself:
 
“Why would anyone bring home all her belongings? She must really be a nerd girl."

         I had quite a busy day so I shrugged my shoulders & went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward her. They ran right up to her, knocking all her belongings out of her arms. Her glasses went flying right on the floor. Then she looked up & I saw this terrible sadness in her eyes. My heart went out to her so I jogged over towards her as she crawled around looking for her glasses.

         I saw tears in her eyes. As I handed her the glasses, she looked at me & smile on her face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped her pick up her belongings & asked her where she lived. As it turned out, she lived near me, so I asked her why I had never seen her before. We talked all the way home as I carried her books. But this was few years ago.

         Dear you, last weekend, I met her again as I sat in the coffee shop. She looked great, filled out & actually looked good in glasses. She had more dates than me & all the guys loved her. Sometimes I was jealous, & today was one of those days.

         I just looked at my friend with disbelief as she told the story of the first day we met. She had planned to kill herself over the weekend. She talked of how she had cleaned out her table at office, so her mother wouldn’t have to do it later & was carrying her stuff home. She looked hard at me & gave me a little smile.

“Thankfully, I was saved. You saved me from doing the unspeakable.” 

       For me, we must never underestimate the power of our actions. With one small gesture, we can change a person’s life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other’s lives to impact one another in some way. 

      I guess, that is what all my 406 notes in 7 years for you is all about. Sometimes, I asked myself, is it wrong to be so 'not good looking' until being left by my other half? But then, the other side of me said, I just haven't met you yet. Somewhere out there, I believed, we will meet each other one day. Someday. 


Yours Sincerely,

The Half Moon Serenades.

19th July 2014.