Day 1: Roots and Wings defined
Ah yes, the first of many postings that I'll make. And to the dearest of my readers, this initiates the second blog of mine.But allow me to first speak of the title, "Roots and Wings".
In our daily lives we are given choices, choices which we sometimes abuse, choices which we sometimes take for granted, choices which at times lifts us up. More importantly in this context,would be that our decisions on the choices we make come with consequences. Some allowing us smooth sailing all throughout the horizon, and some difficult to swallow spiked on every end. I may be stating the obvious, but as previously mentioned, the choices we make are often made an overstatement.
Roots and Wings presents a phase in my life I am going through. While I was in Dunedin, I happened to come to terms with missing home, my friends and more importantly bringing me to a different level of understanding the surreal and then coming to face the brutal and bitter side of reality.
My roots are here in Kuching, the beautiful city where I've learn to love, appreciate, hate, but more importantly had memories in. Coming home was probably one of my greatest achievements, where I can finally stand up to what I want what I left behind so immaturely. After all this time of dodging the harsh reality of my actions, I'm here to face them and I must add it was never in my intentions to return. New Zealand was to be my home, my new sanctuary. Life, I thought, was about starting anew, Dunedin was my focal point of starting anew. This would then lead on to my wings, and in Dunedin, I was brought to realisation that I could actually make my dreams come true. The birth of my wings was beyond reasonable doubt, and thus the new stage in life and a new dilemma, a choice between that of the roots or the wings. One cannot have both, one must make a choice. What makes me tremble, and stirs my gut is not so much the choice but rather the consequences and having to ask myself every moment, "Why the decision?".
We have no means of knowing what the future may present to us, but what we can do is make the best decisions possible with the information at hand.
As frivolous as it may seem to some, this blog provides me with a channel of expression and thoughts, like how millions are doing. It allows freedom beyond boundaries, something not quite applicable especially in a developing nation, Malaysia.
Listen to this
1) Jimmy Eat World - Hear You Me
2) Live - Lightning Crashes
3) Evanescence - Breathe No More
4) Rihanna - Unfaithful
5) Coldplay - Sparks
I leave this post with one thing on my mind at present. How long it'll linger, I don't know, how fast will it go away, I cannot control - Angeline. You clear and present, the rest undefined, and if I were to state further, things would be bias.
Stay beautiful Kuching. Live every dream.
In our daily lives we are given choices, choices which we sometimes abuse, choices which we sometimes take for granted, choices which at times lifts us up. More importantly in this context,would be that our decisions on the choices we make come with consequences. Some allowing us smooth sailing all throughout the horizon, and some difficult to swallow spiked on every end. I may be stating the obvious, but as previously mentioned, the choices we make are often made an overstatement.
Roots and Wings presents a phase in my life I am going through. While I was in Dunedin, I happened to come to terms with missing home, my friends and more importantly bringing me to a different level of understanding the surreal and then coming to face the brutal and bitter side of reality.
My roots are here in Kuching, the beautiful city where I've learn to love, appreciate, hate, but more importantly had memories in. Coming home was probably one of my greatest achievements, where I can finally stand up to what I want what I left behind so immaturely. After all this time of dodging the harsh reality of my actions, I'm here to face them and I must add it was never in my intentions to return. New Zealand was to be my home, my new sanctuary. Life, I thought, was about starting anew, Dunedin was my focal point of starting anew. This would then lead on to my wings, and in Dunedin, I was brought to realisation that I could actually make my dreams come true. The birth of my wings was beyond reasonable doubt, and thus the new stage in life and a new dilemma, a choice between that of the roots or the wings. One cannot have both, one must make a choice. What makes me tremble, and stirs my gut is not so much the choice but rather the consequences and having to ask myself every moment, "Why the decision?".
We have no means of knowing what the future may present to us, but what we can do is make the best decisions possible with the information at hand.
As frivolous as it may seem to some, this blog provides me with a channel of expression and thoughts, like how millions are doing. It allows freedom beyond boundaries, something not quite applicable especially in a developing nation, Malaysia.
Listen to this
1) Jimmy Eat World - Hear You Me
2) Live - Lightning Crashes
3) Evanescence - Breathe No More
4) Rihanna - Unfaithful
5) Coldplay - Sparks
I leave this post with one thing on my mind at present. How long it'll linger, I don't know, how fast will it go away, I cannot control - Angeline. You clear and present, the rest undefined, and if I were to state further, things would be bias.
Stay beautiful Kuching. Live every dream.
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