Tuesday, December 02, 2008

a dream come true

come to think of it, luck and bliss really embed themselves in many forms and in many dimensions. Since young, I always hated myself or rather dun like the fact that i am not good-looking and that i am not as rich as my friends way back in secondary school. Peer pressure, i would say and the pragtism of life dictates that the better-looking ones and the richer ones always get the most attention. Perhaps, it is an absolute truth everywhere. In order to overcome my own inferiority, I pledged and vowed to work hard in other sectors such as Track & Field and my academics.

I always feel i have that bit of luck which saw me easing my way through in my life so far. Yet, I know that this bit of luck is not eternal and that, luck is fading as i ploughed my way through my university. In University, somehow i lost myself. I lost that string of luck which guided me but i realised, in fact, i did not lose it. For the 3 out of 4 years, that bit of luck actually manifested itself into another form: Bliss. Perhaps it was something i already have, but did not treasure for the 20 odd years thus far.

Of course, getting the accolade of a scholar is jubilant. Yet, this feeling is not as overwhelming as the kind of bliss and kinship i felt from my family and her. I treasure this feeling more than any victory in my life. I will do all i can to protect this feeling! For now, this is a mixture of luck and bliss. I hope it continues to guide my life.Thanks for everything..thanks..