Subtle

He plans to rest his mind, at least for tonight, in peace.

He remembers that, a friend once told him, sometimes, it's not the big things in life that make you tired, it's the day-to-day routine that gets you worn-out.

And, yea indeed, he agrees. Sweet serendipity in life, is what he's wishing for.

And here, to end this meaningless ranting, share with you guys of what i think about writing, again.

Writing is like pulling a thread, deep down from your heart; subsequently drawing some subtle romantic wonders in between the lines.

Seriously, writing is a good reminder, at least for me, that I am living.

Ponder upon

Debating is a high level word-playing game, to manipulate your logical flows of thoughts.

Today, I have witnessed how fragile or valid an argument can be, and how interesting a question can be answered.

For instance, the engineering debate today at SAF building, there is a question which says something like this, :"Imperial students are inadequately prepared for high impact work".

Two panelists gave their arguments, but one defined high impact work as the financial stuff, the political influence and the economic regulation, whereas the other said that high impact work can also be something that 'bring an impact to the human beings'-such as being innovative in technology, bridging the gaps between different strata in a society.

In technical term, this is called 'mutually exclusive'. So, if both arguments do not cross-over, how are we going to debate?

However, I would like to give credit to this person who actually approaches this question from a different perspective.

"We shouldn't ask the students to give comments on this, since most of the students, if not all, choose engineering because they believe it such from the very beginning. It contains 'selection bias'. We ought to see this from a more general sense, that whether people who would like to do high impact work, will choose to study engineering in Imperial?"

Sometimes, it's not about the answer that matters. It's the approach and the perspective.

It has been quite a while since I have come across such interesting thought-provoking session. Probably that's the main reason why I keep a blog, why I choose Politics as my humanities option, and why I used to attend talks back in Malaysia.

To think out of the box, you have to be out of the box. You dont draw a square or a circle to limit yourself, if you want wild imaginations.

After this debate, I actually did some self-reflections on where do I want to go in life. I have always been keeping a dream, that is to use technology to influence the world, like how KS Pua did, a brilliant Sekinchan guy who invented the USB flash drive.

Can dream and reality be together for once in my life?

That night

That night, I watched the fireworks, at the river bank.

That night, I felt how joyful and excited the Londoners were, with some hilarious body movements and shouts, from the people around me.

That night, I witnessed how London Eye was submerged in the sea of lights, hiding in the magnificent sparkles, smiling to the crowd.

You stood so near, yet so far. So close from feeling it, yet so far from understanding it.

I closed my eyes and prayed.

It was also that night, I silently made some new year wishes. And will those wishes fly to the bright, night sky and come true like the fireworks?

Happy New Year 2011!

Fireworks@London Eye

话说冬天

很久没有写部落格了，看来，感性的文字好像随着冬天的降临，冻结了。

还有那短短的四天，就要和2010年说再见了。时间，在不经意间，过得特别快。惊喜之余，还多了份感慨。

缅怀和展望，每一年的年终都必须要做的，原来的目的是为了看自己做了多少，和还有多少还没有做。

现在，却像是因为所有人做，所以你觉得不能落人后而做。一切都那么的流行化。

一年里面，蓦然回首，原来，得与失，是那么的靠近。不再执著，凭着平常心看待事物，或许，还会有另一番体验。

踏入大二，很多时候，更了解放下过去，把握现在，珍惜未来背后的意义。

冬天，一个寒冷的季节，领悟到原来温暖是多么的重要。

释怀

终于，来到了即将结束的学期。我除了叹口气，也真不懂如何表达那感慨。

很不容易的，那重担被提走了。

三个星期的假期，不长，亦不短。要休息，也要玩。看起来，这间学校，似乎习惯忙太多，休息太少。等到假期来时，也不知道该如何休息了。

有时候，生活经验，的确是个很好的老师。

我真的希望，耐心的等待，是成功的前奏。

Violet Heart

[Violet Heart]- lexham gardens, london

Sometimes, we care too much in painting our life with the right tone of colour; so much so that we tend to forget how beautiful it is when the colour is natural.

Flying away Thoughts

Waking up in a lazy weekend, you just feel like getting back into your duvet again, the moment you barely step out from your bed.

The sun shines through your window, amidst the cold weather. This is something that you wouldn't expect, but would look forward to.

The rays seem to surround you with hopes, reminding you that life can be as beautiful as you want it to be, if you let it be.

Sometimes, we tend to forget, the best dream in life, is to think that you are able to keep you dream alive.

There's a quote which I read on a blog,

“Everyone wants stuff. We wake up everyday with a list of wishes a mile long and maybe we spend our lives trying to make those wishes come true. But just because we want them doesn’t mean we need them to be happy.”

雪@周末

最近的生活，都没什么精彩。

都是赶着来过日子。星期一望星期三，星期三望星期五，然后周末。周而复始，没有停过。

雪白色的伦敦，冻了我们，却也温了我们。

那是一份感动。感动着，原来美好的事物，很多时候，是顺其自然的。

简单一点来说，就是，很多东西，都有自己的时钟。我是跟着地球的运转，而其他的呢，我不知道，也许是缘分的时钟吧。

雪叶纷飞，停落在身上，仰望一下，好像有无数的祝福，正飘落。

Winter Fable

It was snowing. The chilly weather was making him sick. He walked as fast as possible to avoid being outside for long.

And, he tripped. Only then, he realized that, when the town was blanketed with the white fluffy snow, it could be so amazingly beautiful.

He forgot to appreciate it while he was cursing.

Sometimes, when you walk too fast in life, you forget that the best moment in life can be just right beside you.

雪花

终于下起了雪花。寒冷的冬天，似乎，因雪花而变得有所期待。

飘落的雪瓣，在肩膀上微笑。

雪中漫步，其实就是在寒冷和温暖的界限中，慢慢行走。一朵朵雪花的凋落，随风起舞。

冬天，也可以是希望的初始。

把希望之苗埋在地底，或许，当季节转换，憧憬的，也许就会发芽。