Life is a present...

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.
One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.
His bed was next to the room's only window.
The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end.
They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.
Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats.Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.
Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Days, weeks and months passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.
She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.
As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.
It faced a blank wall.
The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.
The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.
She said, 'Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.'


Epilogue:
There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.
'Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present.'

Life is a gift, live life to the fullness for no regret in the future...

A book entitled "The Gift"

Look likes my blog is gonna die since I've been sick and busy for a long time...
So, I've decided to bring it alive once more to prevent any death occur due to me!
Lolx... But, I've nothing much to post about.

However, I went to some Education Fair in K.L last last week.
I found out that not bad being as a bakery. This is what I've got from one of the students.

Wow, it's cute and nice!!!

Where as, I went to JJ to hang out last Sunday.
Then, after we bought what we need, we decided to sit down and have a drink.
But then, we found out that all the places were so crowded.
Thus, we ended up go Big Apple.
LoLx...
We even found out that there is a doughnut free with any purchase of tea or coffee.
So, we beria-ria want to buy.
At last, you see what we've got.

Super tiny espresso plus glacier doughnut

Life isn't measured in minutes, but in moments...

So, I'll just let the minutes of sadness passed without any trace left and enjoy the moment I've shared with all my closed one including my friends and family for everything they had done for me! Thanks for all the kindness, advices and experiences shared. I love all of you!!!

Finally, I've got my STPM result today.
It's not really that good, yet not really that bad.
Haiz...
Now, only hope that I can apply to the university and the course I want.

I seems like lost my life already by the moment I received the news that next week STPM result is releasing.
OMG!!! Imagine!
When I just make a turn just now, I bang a chair and hurt myself at my legs.
It is a "blue black" patch on my right leg and a little bit stretch between my toes on my left leg.
Haiz... Is the result really the important??? That it affects my life now so badly... ...

STPM result is going to release soon.
It's on 10th of March 2009(Tuesday).
I can feel my doomsday is just round the corner now.
Depression had taken control of me now!!!

Haiz...
I'm so tired for being myself.
Why will I be like this?
Why? Why? Why?
I'm so frustrated.
Can I be weird sometimes?
Can I do something extra-ordinary?
Can I? Do I?
I'm so confused about myself!!!

Holding anger is a poison
It eats you from inside
We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us
But, hatred is a curved blade
And the harm we do, we do to ourselves.

When you sacrifice something precious,
you're not really losing it.
You're just passing it on to someone else.

Strangers...
are just family you have yet to come to know.