A Black dot on a White Paper

What is first thing usually comes to our mind when we pick a white paper with a black dot on it? We will usually cover the black dot or don't want to use it. It applies same to human life. The white paper refers to our life and the black dot refers to our the mistake in our life. The story begin this way, a boy who was in the age of 19 years old just finish his form 5 and was waiting for his SPM result. Then he quarrel with his father one day and ran out from house. He also steel his uncle's money...from that point onwards, he never return home anymore. He work at outside to earn some living. His father give a chance with condition....pay back the money to his uncle and he may continue study. He was stuborn and refuse to go back....friends did help him at the begining but not all peservere to the end...Today,his paper not only have one black dot but it almost fill up the whole paper already. Have we ever never commit any mistake or we are holy enough to look down on them. Many times, we don't stand in the view of those who commit mistake to see what they see....without that we lay our judgement on they. They can't be saved or we don't perservere long enough to save them. We do make mistakes, some might be small but others make a big one. Isn't is better to use the white paper with juz a black point rather than throw it away?
Every clouds has its silver lining.....the hope is still there....are we helping them to grab??? They are weak enough and hunger for hope in darkness....is hard to hope for hope in a no hope situation....give yourself a chance and give the person who have once hurt you and make mistakes a chance for a better tomorrow. Life is short, why don't we live it happily....hatred will make a person tired and worn out...put judgement on them if never make a mistake.

Footprints....

When I ponder back the days
You stepped into my life
I remember the first footprint
You printed on our shore

Your footprint is liked a pen
Laying foundation for us
You set your footprints on the sand
Followed by us,your students

A footprint to followed
A person to remembered
A contribution to appreciate
A memory to cherish

Im here to bid farewell to
You,Puan Khoo,who had fought to teach us well
They,teachers,had been working hard and cooperative
Us,SMJK Union,have scale greater heights under your tutelage
Together,we create history that last for ages...

she........

It was a lecturer....a pretty one but age difference....i went on to the ice breaking while my heart carry the hope of finding my juliet....hope is dim yet I won't give up.....The ice breaking ended, I said to myself, why so little girls join only....a waste of time, I grumble...I walk back to my house nearby to my university.....I went home lying on a sofa while Im feeling very tired. Suddenly, I heard a loud scream from the kitchen. Am I hearing the wrong voice or is just a day dream....I pinch myself and it hurts. "Is a girl's scream", I say....feeling scare and shock while walking towards the kitchen. I saw a small mice on the floor and a girl standing on the chair. I help her to chase off the mice and begin to think, this house is cater only for boys and why there is a girl in here? No one can answer me except her. I fetch a glass of water for her while to calm her down. I asked why are you here?......[to be continue]

Charmaine, The Girl

Charmaine is the girl whom I knew around approximately 6 months ago. We are in the same university and taking the same course. I started to get closer to her through messenger then I found out that she was a nice and cheerful girl to mix. I remember she say Kenneth, one of my college mate cute but undeniedable Kenneth was funny rather than cute. She look normal but doesn't belong to the pretty side. I can see her beauty that shine from her inside, her nature or the kindness and smile that she give to everyone she met.
I had feeling for her......she became part of me as time passed.....the feeling grows stronger as I know her longer. Yes, she the girl that I love....she is more than a words could describe.....beautiful

My Orchestra

Time really fly fast.....too fast enough for me to catch a breath. Friday is the day I make music from the pair of hands I have. Previously, I really don't like Friday cuz is music making day. People don't appreciate what they tend to have, am I right? Friday is the day where I have to go for orchestra practise but now no more.....
I still remember the days when I was part of it...don't like to practise...why practise and practise....but it was one of the moment I cherish...I begin joining orchestra at the age of 10 or 11....During that hour, I never knew what orchestra about. Just sit and play whenever ask to play. Boring isn't it??Yet the part I love most is during performance....people paid to watch you play.....I'll never have this opportunity if I didn't play in groups.
Then I change from violin to viola because viola lack of players and teacher ask me to changed. I get the change to got promote from Penang Junior to Penang Symphony....what an honour. It was another dream that come true. Seriously, I never thought that I would be part of Penang Symphony one day. It was a great orchestra to venture with.
From there I started to grow as player although knowing myself is weak yet I really wish can achieved something one day. I do practise hard but can't improve, maybe lack of music cell.....Together with them I play numerous piece that I really enjoy playing. I thought this will be a full stop for me. Yet much greater opportunity came, dream of the life time. Playing at the Dewan Malaysian Philharmonic was a dream of the life time as a player.
My teacher was forming a Chamber Orchestra, he said that he would give me a try. I practise hard in order to stay in the team though Im still weak compare to the others. Im saying to myself, take the challange or leave it. I went for every practise and sometimes only 1 people from my section came. Really scare me off.....to the others, performing at the Dewan Philharmonic maybe just a normal thing but to me it is a golden opportunity that never come twice again. Thanks to my teacher, Mr Woon.....

she........

I had remember her.......it was started at college.....I said to myself, college life means life of freedom....this the moment Im waititng for, free from my parents' control.....As usual, I took part in the ice breaking section to see whether Im able to bang on some pretty girls.....while i was walking along my way to the hall.....i accidentally bang on someone. She drop her file....didnt I meantion "she",I help her to pick up and thought that this an oppurtunity for me. Oh no.......it is a he not a she.....his long hair confused me. What a mess i?? I got shock and slowly stroll off. The hall was not pack with people....only few would come for the ice breaking....I feel like a stranger to the enviroment....I shouted in my heart, can someone speak english......A voice came from behind greet me in english...."Is a her....not a man...at last someone speak english," i said. Then I turn and reponse......"what????"...I shouted in my heart....

Love.....right or wrong???

Who in this world can really determine love is right or wrong......no one can....is not wrong to love someone but do have some limit. Rules are mean to be break but there are some lines you can't cross. My fren have once face some love problem.....he love a girl that shouldn't being love....because she had a boyfriend......everyone put their judgement on him...saying that he was wrong....did he really make a mistake by loving that girl....I don't think so.....we can't control who we want to love, am i right???But he must know where to stop.....rather than stepping deeper into it.....he manage to pull off after some while..after all love is a basic need.....can we really determine love is right or wrong???For me there is no answer.....what about you???pls leave ur comment after reading....