Story about swingsnowman ... To the ONE we LOSE

Two days ago, I received a sorrowful news. One of my secondary school classmates passed away due to fire accident. I was so sorry about this. I am not a specially closed friend of him. However, I think I am kind of a big sister to him when we were in the school. It's just like seeing somebody growing up.

Still, the feeling of lossing somebody you know is suffocating, especially you realize he suffered before leaving the world. I really can't imagine how his family deal with this tremendous struggle.

In Asia, we believe in fate or karma. There are a lot of things that we cant fully control on our hands, like meeting the right people, falling in love, working for some stupid company, encountering accidents which you hardly prevent...... When I was a kid, I always think like things can be really under control. But obviously not, you know that God is more powerful than you thought. Here I am not talking about the God from Muslim or Catholic, but the ONE who control our world, life.

So now on I shouldn't be sad, at least he is living in a better world. My boyfriend said " If you want him good, do something good for him. That's how I do for the friends I loss in the Civil War." He is right.

Inspiration ... Betrayal - Little story from the others

Finishing lunch with dad and mum today, subsequently we met a my kindergarten schoolmate's daddy, hereafter we call him C. After the greeting, he told us his wife left him this year. His wife passed away? Neh... It's that lady leaving him for another ugly dumb guy.

Yet, the story is way much more than a betrayal.......which made us entirely shocked......
That lady planned and took away all the busks they owned together since two or three years ago. Plus, that intruder is the lady's cousin... Well, now I realize that life can be that complicated.

The most terrible part is that regardless how many years they sleep together, C still have no clue what the lady is thinking about. Honestly, I cannot imagine that a partner can be so cunning to plan a trap for her ex-soul-mate.

Humm....... I know I am not the saint to judge their relationship. But for sure there must be some reasons for her to be malicious, which C didn't told us.

Here I realize and gain several lesson learnt:
1. Life can be that absurd and complicated... MAKE IT SIMPLE
2. People, even the one you love the most, might betray you one day ... WE NEED TO KNOW HOW TO LIVE INDEPENDENTLY
3. Life is about cause and effect ... LOVE AND TREASURE EVERY PERSON YOUR MET, AND EVERYTHING. TREAT THE ONE YOU LOVE GOOD

Inspiration ... How / What you think really depends on...?

Well... Talking about thinking, I feel like I am not convincing enough to write a little column like this, as I am not really a logical person. But still, I wanna share about way of thinking.

Here is a little background of me. Apart from being a little blogger here, I of course have a boring routine job, which is not commercial industry. It's something about continuous improvement/ change management in a MNC factory. It's tough but challenging in the mean time. One thing I learnt thoroughly is the change of management style, to be exact it should be leadership style, really makes the change happen.

I and my teammate were debating the leadership style, while she is absolutely an aggressive & challenging & analytic & determined & leader-typed person. Looking at the perseverance in her eyes, listening to her talking about how leadership style should be, I immediately feel like... "wow! "

I told her that I don't have any managerial and leadership style. I don't spend a single second to think about how a leader or manager should be, nor what I will do once I have a team. I am not saying that I am incapable of being at that position, but it's just I am not really a career oriented person ( P.S. I would not write this little blog if I am like that).

Well... you should know that, by far, what I normally think or day dream is about basically about music, style, stylish design, life, relationship, snapshot, childish stuff... Ok... I am a day dreamer. Why do I always think about these areas? When I recall back, I was always exposed to the column, different types of music (chinese and western orchestra, Bee Gees, Pink Floyd, Carol King... plus my mum played Guzheng). I have never thought of something related to work indeed. However, my colleague is raised in the environment which all the seniors give advises related to managerial stuff/ leadership skills.

I just feel like... the way you think, area that you day dream/ think are influenced by your exposure and living environment for sure.

P.S. thanks my colleague, you make me understand myself a bit more.

Inspiration ... Thought after visiting Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall

Last weekend, I took a short vacation to Hangzhou and Nanjing. I have been to these two places twice already when I was a little kid. I was not allowed to enter the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall as it is too PG. However, I know that ... I have to go there ... in memory of the victims. 

It's an magnificent museum. Those set-ups are brilliantly unforgettable - arousing your sentimental feeling completely. For example, there were photos of victims displayed randomly once every 12 seconds. It symbolizes a person was killed every 12 seconds during the tradegy. No matter how amazing the exhibition is, Chinese visitors still do not show their respect to it. Here is something that I don't understand is... why do Chinese throw coins on the set-up with pond? Anyway.

Frankly speaking, being a Chinese, you have a responsibility to understand this excruciating massacre and have a lesson learnt - the arrival of HARMONY is no easy task. Not to loathe, not to despise; but to remember it and learn from it. 

I have to say, the brainwashing of the whole museum is greatly successful. I can still remember the no. of victims is 300,000, thanks to posting " Victims 300,000" everywhere. Well, there is no such heavy "advertisement" in other similar halls, such as the concentration camp site in Berlin. Showing the world the heart broken truth is civilian's responsibility. Yet, is this kind of heavy promotion needed? I totally understand that China is still waiting for Japanese official apology. Nevertheless, facts speak louder than anything.

Treasure the peace we have.

Inspiration ... You will find your way

During my university year, which is just a few years away, I have met a local HK boy who is utterly different from the typical HK teenagers. Just because of the uniquness - acting like a sociable ABC who is aggressive, outgoing and ambitious, we were mean to him. I feel sorry for the stupidity.

It was not as serious as school bullying. However, when I recall back the time in university, I keep on thinking about why we just excluded the heterogenous. It's because we were not humble enough to understand the others? Because we are Chinese, one of the most conservative species in the world? Are we not confident enough to embrace the others? Maybe our exclusive is one of the drives triggered him to find and know himself. He chose a different path.

As I have mentioned above, he is ambitious. Though I have no idea about his aspiration, but I admire his acts because he is paving his path. He made a deferral of his degree, got an internship and grad job in worldwide notable companies, travelling the world. That's why I say it's totally another world for the local teenagers.

Anyway, be persistent to yourself and good luck.


P.S It's my first time to use application to draw in tablet. lol

Lesson learnt ... Passion or Indifference.

Every week day when I go to work, I feel like we are being sent to a concentration camp. Of course, the environment is not as terrible as the camp. You get the paid, get some recognition from your work. You are pressurized, overloaded. Somehow, work is like a roller-coaster. Everybody goes through the up and down. Well, that is the reality. What I want to say is that I have observed something interesting in this roller-coaster. 

You can see two different attitudes to life from their eyes. You can see one is full of passion. The other is indifference. You may criticize that you cannot judge the others from the first sight. But, I do believe in intuition, instincts. 

The group of indifference is booming as they are now easily tempted by the stupid Candy Crush or Korean TV dramas. Yes, I am stereotyping them. But, think about it. You are wasting your RAM when you play Candy Crush. These are the poison that sabotaging our personal growth. That's why they will never understand what passion means in life.

You care, dream, work hard on it, determine, persevere...... are the passion of your life. You see yourself as a musician in 10 years. That's why you go to sing on the street every weekend. Maybe your parents entirely object to your decision as music is worthless in HK. People may not agree to your decision. Or it takes time to fight, just like Mandela's - Long Road to Freedom. But, it is worthy when you are young. Twenty something is the golden age to keep your passion and grow it. PASSION.

The ideas of this passage is from a little chat with my colleague. 

Lesson learnt ... Something from Mandela

" Over and over again, we had used all the non-violent weapons in our arsenal - speeches, deputations, threats, marches, strikes, stay-aways, voluntary imprisonment - all to no avails, for whatever we did was met by an iron hand. A freedom fighter learns the hard way that it is the oppressor who defines the nature of the struggle, and the oppressed is often left no recourse but to use methods that mirror those of the oppressor. At a certain point, one can only fight fire with fire" - Long walk to freedom

I am not saying something provocative, but the truth - government is the one who defines all the game rules. Those who possess power protect it at no cost. It's a human nature. To win this battle, you have to define a new set of rules. Syria, Tai Wan did, What about Hong Kong?

Freedom comes with cost......

Lesson learnt ... Secret of being young

Last Saturday, my dad had a kayaking trip with his friends. For whole day, he rowed here and there. After going back home, he kept on mentioning how amazing the whole trip was to me and my mum (Seriously.... mentioning for whole week!!)

Today, he took us to have a family kayaking trip. Since he received a sailing licence ( Earned the licence with hard study!), we got a boat and a kayak sailing on the sea.

Rowing the kayak, pull and push the boat, sailing and taking care of my mum (which is a tremendous job!) seem to be easy to my dad. But wait! Daddy has already passed his fifty, but he is enjoying the above activities a lot, plus, he is doing them good.

Of course, daddy was lobsterized and entirely dead when he was home. But at least, we had fun, without any regret.

Nobody has ever set a rule that fifties are not able to deal with excited outdoor activities unless this rule is set by your heart.