Lessons of Life

I felt like I've fought the longest and most tedious battle ever. And it was only for 3 days! But whatever the cause it may be, I've emerged victorious! *applause*

I've finally beaten those admin b**** hands-down. Whatever hell they would have bestowed on me, costing me my peaceful sleep and needed appetite over the last few hours, it was eventually grit and truth that prevailed. Another triumph, another celebration of life. Hopefully, more wisdom gained. And pray to God, that there will be no more repetition of it regardless of its glorious outcome.

Lessons learned from this one-in-a-lifetime experience:

i) Stick to our cause and never give up, no matter how impossible it may seem. For nothing in this world is impossible, if effort has been put in.

ii) Ensure that everything is in black and white, whether on paper or in email. Keep them for a long while coz we may never know when the bitchiest problems may arise, even if they may be umpteen years away.

iii) Try as much as we can to garner support and assistance, preferably from godly people of high authority and importance. Voices from such individuals pitch higher than any decibels that we may bellow.

iv) Always keep our cool, even if we know that we are being blatantly bullied and not in the wrong. For we are from the respected and cultured Singaland, a refined breed of Chinese and intellectuals, with our pens sharper than any words that the barbarians may utter.

v) If our forefathers had accumulated wonderfully good deeds and reaped karma and blessings for their procreations, we may find ourselves not having to squeak a vowel, whilst silently and gleefully watching the bombings of those b**** by the throned ones, though not surpassing that of the Hiroshima mushroom clouds.

vi) Speak little. The more we argue, the higher the likelihood of us losing our emotions and cool. Use the pen wisely, write to the essential beings (meaning the bigshots) who are fair and sympathetic, and make sure the powerful poems are addressed to the b**** as well.

vii) Never say 'quit'. We may drop a hint in the grapevine, so that it somehow reaches the appropriate ears "unintentionally", yet not confirming or admitting it at any cost, unless we are being pushed right into the hard wall of reality and despair, with no tiniest hope of return. Quitting only reveals our flaw of weakness of minds and half-heartedness, further perpetuating the validity of racial inferiority and bullying tendencies.

viii) Try as much as we can never to face such trials alone. We are human beings with emotions and sentiments. We need the most support and encouragement from our friends and families. I would not have been able to achieve the 'V' without the social network that I have over here. And I am sincerely grateful to all those who have showered me with their concern and care. It is trying to walk the path of life on our own.

An inspiring poem lifted from a fellow blogger (www.emeritus.blogspot.com):

Birth is a beginning
And death a destination
And life is a journey:
From childhood to maturity
And youth to age;
From innocence to awareness
And ignorance to knowing;
From foolishness to discretion
And then, perhaps, to wisdom;
From weakness to strength
Or strength to weakness ---
And, often, back again;
From health to sickness
And back, we pray, to health again;
From offense to forgiveness,
From loneliness to love,
From joy to gratitude,
From pain to compassion,
And grief to understanding ---
From fear to faith;
From defeat to defeat to defeat ---
Until, looking backward or ahead,
We see that victory lies
Not at some high place along the way,
But in having made the journey, stage by stage,
A sacred pilgrimage.
Birth is a beginning
And death a destination.
And life is a journey,
A sacred pilgrimage ---
To life everlasting. ---

Rabbi Alvin I. Finefrom Gates of Repentance, p. 283

After much ventilation for the purpose of sanity and self-satisfaction, I am ready to move on. Ah....dreaming of Sydney.....