As I write this post, I could see the dark clouds blanketing the sky and the swooshing of water on the road as the vehicle drive on the rainfall. Eleven months have passed and there's just another page on the calender before the year draws to a finish. Things haven't changed much since the same time last year. My office is just as it was though more files are fighting for a space on my table. But don't get me wrong... it doesn't translate to more business. In fact with Europe now in double dip recession and the US struggling like a swimmer caught by ripping current off Australia's Bondi Beach.
Reflecting on the past months, I would say I learnt more about the meaning of friendship. I learnt that there are so-called friends who can change their sincerity like the way chameleon changes their colours. Beyond the rhetoric and handshakes, there's a somewhat eerie emptiness. Fortunately there was no serious harm to anyone but indeed I am amused at the antics played out over the years. They reminded me also of another person I met, who would be all hyped up with high-five and all the Mona Lisa smiles, to hide a distorted picture of selfishness and self-centredness. I guess this is mankind and it happens everywhere. Another encounter was a personality that would stop at nothing to get a grasp at power... though I have no intention in competing for even a ounce of it given that I would rather focus on my own business. The lack of sincerity befuddles me as I watch the player unfold all the tapestry to grab the attention of the grand audience.
My thought turned to the lyrics of The Seekers song I'll Never Find Another You.. and I thought of my pets who have gone to their resting place. With me still is my faithful and only pet Richie who is also growing older in years. But his respect for mankind never change. He's as obedient as he was 12 years ago. Not a day would pass where he'll not be there to welcome me as I get into the covered driveway. No wonder it is said: a dog is a man's best friend.
And talking about friends, true friends, yes soon it will be Christmas and a select group of friends will gather for food and merry-making. It's not that we need a special occasion to gather but we'll do it anyway. Tonight another group of friends would be gathering for dinner - a special group - as they're my classmates from the 60s. How we have grown and yet we never forget to relive those good old school-go days, laugh at one another when we talked about the silly things we do, and reminisce on the minor incidents which today become magnified as milestones in our days at school.
Reflecting on the past months, I would say I learnt more about the meaning of friendship. I learnt that there are so-called friends who can change their sincerity like the way chameleon changes their colours. Beyond the rhetoric and handshakes, there's a somewhat eerie emptiness. Fortunately there was no serious harm to anyone but indeed I am amused at the antics played out over the years. They reminded me also of another person I met, who would be all hyped up with high-five and all the Mona Lisa smiles, to hide a distorted picture of selfishness and self-centredness. I guess this is mankind and it happens everywhere. Another encounter was a personality that would stop at nothing to get a grasp at power... though I have no intention in competing for even a ounce of it given that I would rather focus on my own business. The lack of sincerity befuddles me as I watch the player unfold all the tapestry to grab the attention of the grand audience.
My thought turned to the lyrics of The Seekers song I'll Never Find Another You.. and I thought of my pets who have gone to their resting place. With me still is my faithful and only pet Richie who is also growing older in years. But his respect for mankind never change. He's as obedient as he was 12 years ago. Not a day would pass where he'll not be there to welcome me as I get into the covered driveway. No wonder it is said: a dog is a man's best friend.
And talking about friends, true friends, yes soon it will be Christmas and a select group of friends will gather for food and merry-making. It's not that we need a special occasion to gather but we'll do it anyway. Tonight another group of friends would be gathering for dinner - a special group - as they're my classmates from the 60s. How we have grown and yet we never forget to relive those good old school-go days, laugh at one another when we talked about the silly things we do, and reminisce on the minor incidents which today become magnified as milestones in our days at school.
