This is my story...

Monday, January 10, 2005

One day Mother Nature got fed up, created a small mess on this planet near the island of Sumatra, Indonesia and ended the lives of 150,000 people. The numbers are still ticking. 150,000 people lost their hopes and dreams. They and Mother Nature became one.

Life is that unpredictable. That unpredictable. If one day you have only six months to live, and you've only just found out that in a matter of seconds, what will be your reaction? Regret? Depress? Why have I not done things which are supposed to? Why have I not fulfill my dreams, or rather, work towards my dreams, but to only wait for this moment, which only I have another six months or even less, to live?

I've decided to live life as there is no more tomorrow. What's the past, is the past. The only thing you can do about it is to learn from your mistakes. Whatever enjoyment you have done it, it is the past. You can NEVER get back to there, ever.

I just received a call from a buddy of mine, telling me that one of two of our colleagues strived all out just for an achievement, an incentive which ends every week. To my utmost surprise, this is something which never has anyone done it in the company before. Does it mean it cannot be done? No. Two ladies proved you wrong. I salute to them. They give me even more motivation to succeed. Clare and Fidia.

Who succeeds alone? Bill Gates had a team. Henry Ford had a team. What exactly is teamwork? Why is it so important? Because when everyone with different unique abilities come together, miracles happen. I cannot possibly succeed alone, but I can with people like you around, who are willing to trust me, who are willing to go all out with me, who are will to die with me.... that's what motivates me to go on further.

George Bush had 47% of the US population against him. But he is still the president and he is determined to work even harder. So what about me? 1 person in my whole life rejected me, does it mean I will fall?

Rejection = success.

What's one major failure compared to the thirst for success in the end?
What's one rejection compared to a few hundred who are willing to be there for you?
What is one year wasted doing something for you compared to 20 years wasted not doing anything?

Life goes on ultimately. I am hurt. I am DAMN DAMN hurt. My heart shattered like a thousand pieces, but I choose to move on. Nothing stops me. Only death.

Rambled by kaSh at 1:49 am