Sunday, August 31, 2008
One thing I really miss during my bag-packing trip is the journey taken from one city to another; regardless it is travelled by Bus, Train or Ferry. The journey itself provides you the luxury of time to reflect, inspire by a good book and reminiscing the past. Your thoughts wander around vicariously like the Pluto in the universe while you are still in your seat moving forward to your next destination. Once in a while, when your karma reaps, you might be able to get to know a fellow back-packer exchanging wonderful conversations about life and experiences or when the sound of a familiar accent, "No lah, is it?" starts to annoy you and what the hell!!
While our thoughts are constantly floating somewhere, I can't help but to wonder (There you go, my thoughts start to wander again) where do all these thoughts go? Is there a place when the thoughts gather together bitching at us of how we are not letting go of our past even though there is nothing we can change, how we get too excited or fearful about the future that we already imagine what is going to happen.
If that's our thoughts, what purpose do they serve? Although we can't restrain our thoughts but we sure can utilize our time in a better way that benefits us. Thus, I choose to go with the flow. Be at the present. Participate in my journey by looking out the windows and indulge in the scenery...
Posted by skylet at 3:40 AM
Friday, August 29, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
The Bhagavad Gita – that ancient Indian yogic text – once says that it’s better to live your own destiny imperfectly than to live an imitation of somebody else’s life with perfection. Living in Singapore, where expectation is as high as the high rise buildings in Boat Quay, one can tell you that being a freelancer is hopeless; No stability, No prospects & No CPF contributions. However, I choose to live my destiny imperfectly contrary to what the society deems fit. I choose to travel and discover my life than to pursue the materialistic gains endlessly.
After coming back from my back-packing trip in Thailand & Laos, I’ve affirmed that travelling is a priceless experience. Regardless, how much you pay for the air ticket, guest house or Phad Thai, the journey itself is something money can’t buy. (This’s where MasterCard flashes their logo :)
Travelling is not merely an experience, it changes you. It broadens your horizons and not just provides you with a topic of conversation, but it opens up your mind to question more about your life. The cultural differences provide you another perspective to discover who you really are. First, I’ve become a vegetarian, not specifically for religious purpose but for the rights of animal. Just because the animals can’t talk doesn’t mean they have no pain. Second, the devotion to enquire and question more about Buddhism, Third, the passion to start learning mediation.
Just when I’m about to feel that the journey is ending, the ending unfolds itself as a beginning to explore further. However different the culture is, happiness, love & compassion transcend through all ages and languages. If I say life is like a never ending journey, then my life now is only the beginning…
Posted by skylet at 2:28 AM