Stop thinking, start cleaning

It feels great to clean the whole house. It's kind of theraphy for stress. Seeing from our own naked eyes, there is nothing really special about the success of cleaning the house but we do realise that it gives a certain feeling so great than even when our physical body is worn out, our mind & soul don't.. they are rejuvenated.

The philosophy behind doing this cleaning is in itself huge. It symbolizes our readiness to change, to let go of the past and to start something new for the present. Sometimes we dislike something that had already happened very much that we are either too lazy or afraid of taking the broom or mop and sweep them away. Is it that hard? Nope, if we can get rid of the laziness and push ourselves hard to do the cleaning. I mean real cleaning as cleaning the mind& soul requires greater courage but by beginning to do the real cleaning you have taken the first step. Moreover, it is human nature to see immediate result. So, a clean house can guarantee such satisfaction.

Ermm so grab your broom or vacuum or whatever you have now and enjoy sweeping all of your worries away... your heart is tired, revitalize it!

Who i am today, it's u, responsible

I love you people. Well, I'm not going to mention their names.

You come across people that make impact in your life. I think every people that we meet has their own impact in our life be it big or small.

My love goes out to those who have made big impact in me. Thank you for you are the person who made me the way I am today. And to people whom in the process of affecting my life through their daily presence everyday, I like you so much for making every minute that is given to me, an excting experience. Indeed, I'm thrilled with everyday.

And the person whom I owe a lot is none other than the Teacher of teachers. He has shaped us into someone that we are now. That is the greatest gift! Faith

I want to paint the world together with you

Whenever I look at my vivacious, happy, cheerful students, my heart sinks. I am so ashamed of myself that I may not be as happy as them. They are the young people who have entrusted me to shape and paint them using whatever colour I love too.

They believe in me. I can feel it.

People, looks can be deceiving. I am surprised by the fact that the students whom I consider come from a well-established family for they look so carefree, free from worries, the most happy-go-lucky bunch of all, are actually the ones who have to bear with problems that is like, carrying a world upon their shoulders. Coming from a broken-family, being an orphan who have to look after sick, jobless mother at home, they are loved by God for despite those circumstances, they are able to hide their despair behind those cheerful smile, acting like a joker, entertaining friends around them. Yet only God knows how they feel.

We have to learn to be happy on our own, to be dependent on no one but God.