a moment

A moment of silence, in a darkened room,
Is all that I ask, is all that I need,
A moment to reflect, a moment to think,
All that has past, everything that is, all that is to come,
There is no right, there is no wrong,

A moment of silence, in the darkness,
To illuminate the way, to light the path,
A moment of refuge, a moment of deliverance,
Slipping through my fingertips, I cannot stop it,
The cries for help, drowned away by the passing sirens,
Fading away into the stillness of the night.

fear

Someone told me once that it is not wrong to be afraid, for it is this fear that will spur one forth to avoid failure. But there is always two sides to the story; what of those who are paralysed by fear?

“Fear is the mind killer” – Frank Herbert

Is there anyone that is truly fearless? Or just people who are less affected by it compared to others?

There was a time when I was so afraid to move out of the little comfort zone that I had built around myself. I used to make excuses for my inability to extend myself and move out of my comfort zone. “…if only this…if only that…”

The fear of the unknown, the fear of moving out of our comfort zone is the fear that keeps us from achieving our dreams…and it is these dreams that will slowly but inevitably fade away with time. And one day we will wake up and realize all that has been relinquished for comfort…

everything happens for a reason

I use this phrase quite a lot, maybe my friends begrudge me for that. But I do believe in it…it makes life easier to live. If something positive comes out of a situation (in the short term or long term), one can look back and reflect that it happened for a reason. On the contrary, if something negative results from a situation…hey, sh*t happens!

I was worried about missing Melbourne after eleven years there. Coming home to Malaysia, I used to get annoyed with anything I could lay my hands on; the weather, the traffic, the people etc. Work dictated that I had to be in Jakarta for a period of time. Jakarta is more polluted and the traffic is worse compared to KL. The poor is so poor it breaks my heart just seeing them…
It then dawned on me that I was so busy seeing what Malaysia was lacking that I overlooked the things that makes Malaysia a great place…it took work commitments to Jakarta for me to realize that…see, everything happens for a reason...i told you SO!

the kopitiam consultants

Go to any of the many kopitiams that dot that the Malaysian landscape and you’ll see them there. Politics, sports, technology, current affairs; everything is fair game, nothing is taboo and opinionated on every issue!
This is my tribute to the gentlemen and women, the people I call the kopitiam consultants. Without whom our kopitiams will be a much duller place, with no loud debates and laughter. Without it, our kopitiams will be so much more a sterile place…