I was on my way to marking PSLE scripts @ Toa Payoh. in a crowded mrt train but chillin' with hari raya tunes on my ipod. sepasang kurung biru...such sweet melancholy...thankfully my malay is still good enough to really appreciate the words. sighh... feels good. though eid celebrations have become low key for the past few years, i've stepped it up a notch a bit this year by hanging twinkling lights! energy-effecient LEDs, for the record. : ) wait..there's an unfamiliar raya song being played. Anyways, probably with my sons Hari raya might take on a different meaning in years to come. For me the takbir-my memories of my grandparents it rekindles & the old school, evergreen Raya songs will always be my version of a sweet & tranquil Eid celebrations. one more shout-out to my beloved pupils- all the best for your year-end exams. Your best is yet to come. Insha'allah!
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints; we spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less. We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but les s wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor. We've conquered outer space, but not i...
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