Wednesday, November 03, 2004
I remember that ever since my sis taught me how to fold hearts with the bus ticket, I always took every chance I got to practice... so everytime I took the bus, I would fold one with my ticket. But that time, I still had no one to give them to... so rather than keep them for myself, I would do the exact same thing... slip it under the handles of the chairs in front of me. I folded so many that I actually lost count... from the time I was taught, when I was in Sec 4, till the time I had to change to Ez link and the farecard sytem was no longer needed by me. For about 2 years, it became a habit for me... taking the bus, sitting in my seat, pondering whatever came into my mind, my hands automatically folding the little heart and placing it where others might find it.
I guess I started doing that after the end of my 1st relationship... a short lived but still memorable one... Guess I just wanted to find someone that I could give those hearts to... But that person hadn't appeared in my life yet... So rather than be selfish and keep those unused hearts to myself, I chose to let everyone else see them... And somehow hope that they may brighten their days.
To think that I chanced upon the heart again now... it's really surprising... But in this time of Ez link and ticketless rides, I hardly have the chance to do that again... Not that I have to anymore... Eventhough I stopped folding those little hearts for a few years, a few months back, I found someone to share all those lost hearts with...
So wherever those hearts might be, be it in other people's memories or thoughts, I hope they would have accomplished their purpose and given others hope... The same hope that led me to find my dearest...
Happy 4th Month Val... :)
NB: Here's something else inspiring that I got from my email
A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no further.
So the man decided to help the butterfly, he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time. Nothing happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly.
That man in his kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were nature's way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.
Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If we went through our life without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be so strong as what we could have been. And we could never fly.
The key to happiness is not that you never get upset, irritated or frustrated. It's how quickly you snap out of it.
**The happiest of people don't neccessarily have the best of everything, they just make the most of everything that comes along their way...**
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