quaint melody | A Malaysian's life in the bungy land

Words that enlighten my world.
It’s a matter of choice, we just need to open our minds to see the light.

chinese version here.

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It is funny, how quickly you move
Flowing through those happy moments in the blink of the eye
It is merciless how slowly you drag on
Through the dark and hollow hours

I am lost
In the waft that is time…

It is moments like this I shall persevere
Resting like a bear in hibernation
Long as I could I wait
For the idyllic days won’t be far
Longing for the psychedelic lights
Shinning upon me once again

我拼命想抓住那 時間的沙流
卻怎麼只有 空洞的風
陪我漫步欄柵

Dusk on the summit of Mt Eden click photo to enlarge.

I spent the mid-autumn festival afternoon on Mt Eden. It is always very windy up there. I started snapping photos while waiting for the moon to come out. The temperature was freezing and my fingers seemed to have taken on a life of their own after awhile, but still I kept on snapping. Funny how our passion almost always enable us to push through unfavourable conditions.

Standing atop the once volcanic mountain braving the freezing winds, my mind wondered off to those days where festive seasons spelled out fun and laughter. As a kid, I anticipated every traditional celebration. I remember walking around the suburbs back home with my colourful lanterns every mid-autumn festival, prancing around with my friends. The laughter and colours are still fresh in my mind. Those picturesque moments are permanently locked in the precious corner of my memories.

Life may throw me a curve ball ever now and then, but I soldier on the passages, continue to search for the buoyant nature in me as a kid, the simple bliss of life.

My photos tend to have dark undertones, or so I’ve been told. click photo to enlarge.

This photo disturbs me a little, but it’s also one of my favourites.
It seems so much like life. At times, it is like a bed of roses, but there will always be thorns lurking in the most unexpected corners;
When we thought things had hit their lowest, the lights often present itself during our most
forlorn state.
Sometimes. that little bit of imperfection is what makes it perfect.
That very shattered bits are what we need to put things back in perspective.

Disastrous yet hopeful, such is life.

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I pondered, over and over, searching for something that wasn’t there.
‘Let it be for now,’ a voice rang in my mind.
‘Just remember, this too shall pass.’

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Going through transitions. In search of one’s self.
Life is a never ending-road of discoveries.

What if you have someone in your life who will always be there for your?
What if they stick with you even at times you shut them out?
What if they will do anything for you at a drop of a hat?
What if you feel so appreciative that words fail to express the emotions?
What if thank you just seems to be such an empty word?

Ecstaticism came in a form of a cool black casing mechanism that is Nikon D80 this winter. An early birthday gift from my loved ones. Happy is not enough to describe the waves of emotions I’m feeling right now. Thank you so much! I am truly overwhelmed.

I’ve been using the good old Sony Cybershot T30 for quite a while. While it is a good little point-and-shoot camera, it is just not able to take those money shots. I’ll make sure to deliver some great photos and try to make full use of my new gadget from now on! The party is on!

Read an article the other day that left me pondering, have you ever had anyone told you that you’ve changed? I did recently, by a friend whom I used to be closed to. She told me that I’ve changed. She wanted to believe I have, saying that it’s the cause of us drifting apart. But I’ve always been me all these while, only we don’t speak the same language anymore. The truth is I’ve stopped sharing with her. What has changed is in fact our friendship, not me. I’m merely showing a different side of me. It has always been there, though she had never noticed. What bound us together is our past, the memories. I’m still content, though we’re on two different paths. The memories we have is enough to last me a lifetime.

As time goes by, we have to accept that people come and go, some are here to stay, and some only make brief stops, nonetheless, all leave behind memories for us to treasure time and again. Just make sure you grasp the moment, that’s all that matters.