Thursday, July 27, 2017

Letters 535: Of Words, Failures & Limitations

"Words are in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic."

- J.K Rowling (Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows, 2007)

To whom I have met,

          I saw the word 'FAIL' many times especially in the few first few weeks or months of learning something new in my life. Let it be at school, college or workplace. But those preliminary results changed my life. Yes, it took me quite sometimes to recover. Eventually, I learned tonnes of lessons in my life & determined to do better from then on.

         You see, everybody has limitations. You name it, most probably we have it. As for me, I will say my weakness is losing my control over sad stories & failures. Cry? No. It is so much more than that. It is about learning a downfall of someone's life & listening to their sad stories while failed to help them. 

          Few weeks ago, I was forced into facing my limitation in shedding tears & failure. Of course by my client. An old couple told me stories about their hardships. I tried to make silly jokes & laugh maniacally but the stories had to go on. I tried to be careful not to scar their life more. Thus began the endless spiral of working hard to help them. This old couple were as patience as humans could be. However, while sweating through words, I would occasionally notice their pained expressions. I guess this made me become even more resolved to try harder & do better in helping them.

           The moral of the story, dear Samantha? Limitations are a pain, as they pit a roadblock on you. But you know what? Surpass your limits. That's the only way you will ever get somewhere. For me, you have the potential to overcome the challenges in your life & inspire others. People say every humans in this world is similar but I guess everyone is special in their own way.

            Lately, life wasn't all good for me. My mother is not in a pink shape of health due to her heart condition. Frequent traveling to the hospital feel so normal for me this past few days. But yours truly here still in full spirits & positiveness. I put my energy into helping others & thanks to the Power above, I can improve hundreds of lives. Yes, hundreds. Let it be the beggars on the streets, the client at my office or the kids at the center. Love lights up the world, Samantha.

             I guess that's what my letter for you is all about today. I will continue my writing for you. Until then, have yourself a wonderful day out there. In case you stumbled upon my writing, spare a few minutes & pray for my mother. Pray for yours truly here too. :)



p.s 

If you found yourself in the darkness of high pressure life, always remember that God will help those who seek refuge under His wings. 


Always,

The Half Moon Serenades.
27th of July 2017. 

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Letters 534: Fulfilling Life

"Don't feel sorry for yourself because only asshole do that."

- Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Woods, 1987)


To whom I have met, 

             The challenge we face daily can indeed feel overwhelming. But they can take on great meaning when we can look beyond our perspectives at the bigger picture. I am a believer. I believe the greatest obstacles are the one we put on ourselves. 

              When I went to the shelter home for my weekly volunteering session, I saw a lot of lost souls searching for salvation in their life. They felt that God abandoned in every way. Thankfully, we do not need to experience the kind of adversity that this girls & many others have faced repeatedly. But their life stories show me real happiness isn't something that can come from outside ourselves.

               Few years ago, there was a young girl came to the shelter home seeking a helping hand from the operator. Coincidentally, I was there to lend her listening ears. She told how she constantly pursue happiness externally until she can't see & differentiate the rights from the wrongs. She didn't believe that she already possess within herself the happiness needed to lead a fulfilling life. She mixed with the wrong group of misfits & ended up here seeking our help.

               Dear Samantha, there will be certain point in your life where you will ask yourself 'what's the point of it all?'. Take a look at people around you. Their life is a testament to the idea that life doesn't come with a ready made meaning but rather it is something we are supposed to give meaning to.

              I guess that is what everything for the past 8 months was all about.There was some good times, there was some bad times. This week itself was a testament about trying to be there when you needed me. To be honest, I was about to give up regarding the things you asked me for help. I told myself, 'if I told her no, there will be no harm'. The kind of feeling where you feels like the requests throws at your way are just too much to help. 

              But then, after I called you, I heard a soft voice. A voice of someone who put a hope, not too high, on my shoulder. From that moment, I realized that if I loved you so much, your happiness matters to me. So I helped (the Under Armour that I gave you helps too) & put back the smile on your face.


               This is life. I hope I can make a small difference in your life. Until the next hello, have yourself a wonderful weekend ahead.


p.s

Letters are just pieces of writing. My gifts for you are just materialistic stuff. But your happiness is the one I cherished the most stw 


Always, 

The Half Moon Serenades.

22nd of July 2017.

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Letters 533: Imperfections

"This part of my life, this little part, is called happiness."

- Chris Gardner (The Pursuit of Happyness, 2006)


To whom I have met,

           We all expect things to be perfect in our life. But for me, there is a great happiness in taking something with all imperfections & perfecting it into they way it should be. 

           For the past few days, I heard tonnes of complaints from people around me about how life is so unfair. It is not wrong. We have all complained at some point in our life. This people wonder why some are doing so well, while others have to struggle day by day? I suppose it is easier for them to lament about what they do not have than to be thankful for what they have. 

            I've been successful in many ways, there is nothing to hide about it. But at the same time, I am always mindful that I can lose everything in split seconds. Each time people seek my help, whether at my office or at the center, I consider it as a form of trust. With this kind of mindset, I am not only have the make the best of the help, but must also be able to pass on the blessings way after I helped them.

            Lately, few girls showed their 'unhappiness' or 'jealousy' each time I bought something for you. Even a simple bar of chocolate that cost me RM 2.00 can be a source of they mixed emotions let alone the Superdry shirt . But for me, they should not have this kind of feelings. My actions, my joys & my possessions that I shared with you are nothing to boast about. God placed it in my mind as a way to make you happy & it is up to me to change it into a reality. 

              But the reality here Samantha, the world simply drives me crazy in quite the opposite direction lately. I got caught up in the busyness of work, using up precious time & resources. But I finally found a time for you last Wednesday. Somewhere down the line, the simple McDonald's lunch is not just about the meal. It was a three hours food for thought. The kind of thought that warmth the soul.

               Until then, have yourself a wonderful week ahead.


p.s

Lately, I saw with eyes & ears how you struggled in your life as a tertiary student. But always remember this Sam, you are simply too blessed to be stressed. Seek God & He shall clear the path for you.


For the other half of the sky,

The Half Moon Serenades.

16th of July 2017. 

Monday, July 10, 2017

Letters 532: Every Mile

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

- Rumi


To whom I have met,

           In our hectic world, many of us claim to have thousands of stuff to do but in reality, the number of important stuff can be counted on two hands. I think a lot of it has to do with our time management. Our bad time management often make us feel defeated even before we start because the problems seem so big & insurmountable.

           Few nights ago, I walked along the five-foot way at Campbell Street while visiting my friends at the UNESCO Heritage Day celebration. I saw a beggar sleeping there, his shirt reduced to rags, smelling like a dead fish. At the same time, few youngsters dressed fashionably covered their mouth & nose walked passed him. While some people may not mind as they could be used to this kind of treatment, severe ostracism as portrayed by the youngsters towards the beggar can lead to loss of self-esteem, depression & in rare cases, worthlessness. I am wondering, instead of taking their time off covering their mouth & nose, why not they just buy a bottle of mineral water? But then, why not the beggar take a time off in a day to use the public bathing facility located stone throw away near Kapitan Keling Mosque & cleaned himself?

            Talking about time, within the next few days, you will sit for exam in the college. Based on our conversations last night, you have been struggling with a number of study-related inconveniences recently. There are time when I felt that you are about to give up because you did not seem able to see the light at the end of the tunnel. 

            But remember this Sam, in our life, we should dare to think out of the box. You should not worried if you are worst than others just because you are not good in certain subjects. You just need to try your best & God will help you with the rest.

            It is definitely not easy in life as a college student. Each time you sat next to me in my car, all I heard was how reluctant you felt to attend certain classes. How about stop thinking about the problem & instead making the days there count? :) 

            
p.s

8 months was a short period of time. But I know every mile making you happy will be worth my time, stwy.


Till the next one,

The Half Moon Serenades.

10th of July 2017.

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

Letters 531: Courage is the Little Voice

"If you can fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds of worth of distance run, yours is the earth."

- Rudyard Kipling (If, 1895)


To whom I have met,

          Life is full of brick walls. But the brick walls are there for a reason. I bet your life is full of brick walls too. Some people have this idea that brick walls is there to slow us down in this world.

          In truth, the brick walls are there to give us a chance to show how badly we want something. It is not there to keep us out from this unforgiving world. I believe the brick walls are there to stop people who don't want it badly enough. They are there to stop the other people. 

           Lately, I know you are facing difficulties in your new life. It hurts a little bit knowing about it. So, let this letter be the piece of writing where I can voice out my hope for you. 

           You might heard some people said that we must try our best in everything. But for me, it is not enough that you do your best. Sometimes, you must do what is required without losing your courage. Courage doesn't always roar Sam. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says:

"I will try again tomorrow."

             Yours truly here is a slow walker. But for sure, I will never walk back. I am the kind of person that if I knew the world would come to an end tomorrow, I would still plant a tree. I guess that pretty much summarize my words for you for the past 6 months.

              These are the kind of words I like to tell you because in the writing, I am praying for a life well lived for you. Until then, have yourself wonderful moments & make each day counts, Sam.


p.s

Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.


Till the next one,

The Half Moon Serenades.

4th of July 2017.