电子邮件。。。

说了又不听，
听了又不懂，
不懂又不问，
问了又不敢，
敢了又不管，
管了又不做，
做了又做错，
错了又不认，
认了又不改，
改了又不服，
不服又不说。。。

在公司里，每当我读到相似的电子邮件，我都会感到很乐观，因为我知道那些和我一样在当兵的同事们还没有放弃自己的观念。

Sink Praying or Swim Living...

There is this guy whose town is being flooded, so he climbs out onto his roof and someone comes by in a canoe.

"Hop in! I'll save you!" he says.
"No, no, no. I have faith in God. He will save me."

The water rises, and he has no choice but to climb higher on the roof. Shortly after, a raft comes by.

"Come on in!" they say, "We’ll save you!"
"No, no, no. God will save me."

The water rises even higher. Out of desperation, he climbs up onto his chimney. Soon enough, a helicopter comes by.

"Let us help you!" they say.
"No, no, no. The good lord will make sure that I'm safe."

The water rises and the man drowns. He goes up to heaven and meets God.

The guy says, "What's the matter? Why didn't you save me?"
And God says, "What are you talking about? I sent two boats and a helicopter!"

New moral of the story: Prayers are not enough to save you.

Quote of the Day...

Treat others as you want to be treated, and not as how you were treated by others, for this world is forever unfair and only you can make it fair.

Why the Heavy Rain...

The fields are dry;
The cattle are weak.
There is not enough water,
Even to fill a chicken’s beak.
The villagers feel helpless,
And thus they pray to the sky,
Hoping for some rain to come,
So that they could live by.
The sky felt their misery,
And granted heavy rain.
Over the fields it splattered,
And filled were the drains.
The sky gave the order,
To rain heavily every year.
So the assistants took note,
Such that it rains for sure.
A few centuries later,
The land was cleared.
Buildings were built,
And the cattle disappeared.
The assistants were like the people –
They always followed orders.
Most of them just work enough,
And would never go further.
So as planned the rain arrived,
With multiple lightning and thunder.
The people just stared in awe,
And why the pouring rain they wonder.
Soccer had to be cancelled,
Together with kite flying.
The streets has never been so empty,
Since the curfew for rioting.
The assistants just need to suggest,
That the rain falls sparingly.
Maybe because there was no reward,
Or maybe their bosses are unfriendly.
In any case I will be home for the week,
Easing the wounds of my lost wisdom teeth.
Our world will be a more comfortable place,
If only the assistants cared about the truth.

Perfect Major...

You scored as Philosophy. You should be a Philosophy major! Like the Philosopher, you are contemplative and you enjoy thinking about the purpose for humanity's existence. Mathematics 100% Anthropology 100% Psychology 100% Philosophy 100% Engineering 100% Journalism 92% Sociology 92% English 75% Theater 75% Biology 67% Linguistics 67% Chemistry 58% Dance 33% Art 33% What is your Perfect Major? created with QuizFarm.com

My Perspective of Life...

We try so hard,
To follow our dreams.
But many are oblivious,
To what is never seen.
We only have a life,
To live as we like.
The older our age,
The brighter the light.
The light at the end,
Like a tunnel at a bend.
We know we will see it,
But we just don’t know when.
Everyone is moving,
It’s just how fast or slow.
For some could be weak,
And some could be bold.
It doesn’t really matter,
How fast we take that path.
If we accept that we’re on it,
Nothing will be too tough.
Life will be a breeze,
With few worries in sight.
We will not be afraid,
To do whatever is our delight.
We can help other people,
Or screw up their lives.
Ultimately we’ll be dead,
So be ready when it arrives.
Whatever that was done,
Whatever that was said,
Will forever just be memories,
When we lie on our death beds.
Some people will cry,
Others will just sigh.
Whether we had done good or bad,
It’s simply bye.
But the crucial point is,
Whether we are pleased.
Pleased of what we have done,
Before we rest in peace.

Another New Year...

No matter what you have at hand,
The year is closing to an end,
Now is the time to take out a pen,
And start writing down your future plans.
Be it about peace or be it about war,
Grudges from the past should be no more.
New paths are out there to explore;
Once chosen no one cares about before.
But we should always learn from our wrongs,
Or else we will be stuck very long.
The best way is to study the strong,
And train to be patient through qi gong.
Only then shall our minds be clear,
And our bodies fit to persevere.
Also remember that karma is sphere,
So what is given will be received next year.
Science cannot explain the basics of luck,
Nor can religion guarantee the buck.
If one is innocent and careful of trucks,
All should go well or thumbs we suck.
The main concern is to live life happily,
And not jump onto tracks or do something silly.
Everything in this world can be solved in a jiffy,
But it requires the person to believe, really.
Thus I wish you well and I wish you free,
Free from the worries that drives you up the tree.
May you read this and smile with glee,
For smiling is a good way to stay healthy.

Charity = Lottery?

Dictionary’s Definition for Charity: An organization that collects money and other voluntary contributions of help for people in need.

Dictionary’s Definition for Lottery: A large-scale gambling game, usually organized to raise money for a public cause, in which numbered tickets are sold and a draw is held to select the winning numbers.

My Definition for a Charity Show: A large-scale fund-raising event, usually organized to raise money for a public cause, in which viewers call to donate and a draw is held to select the winning callers.

I am not sure if anyone is aware of the similarity, but obviously the public is pulling their hair out because of an organisation squandering charity funds. However, they are not even the least concerned where the money placed for bets end up.

Let me try to set your mind thinking.

We urge charity organisations to be transparent with their budget allocation and spending, so that the public knows what they are doing and can be assured that the money is put into good use. Why don’t we urge gambling organisations to do the same, since they are also supposed to “raise money for a public cause” as quoted from the dictionary?

You might think that since gambling is not recommended by the government, and it is a destructive yet a necessary activity in any society, revealing where the money goes will be detrimental to the public’s mental health as it leads them to expect a larger jackpot pool. Furthermore, they are not obliged to do so as they are in fact a non-charity organisation, even though they provide sponsorship for educational television shows and counseling services.

So, where does the money go? You might think that the money is all in the jackpot pool. I can safely say that this jackpot pool represents only a small fraction of the total amount of money collected as bets. As I mentioned, some money will go towards sponsoring educational shows and counseling services. As for the rest, I presume it will flow back to the source of the organisation. It is not a small amount of money. We gamble billions of dollars every year, and I am sure not every single cent is spent on jackpot pools and sponsorships. Just imagine what the needy will get if the gambling organisation gives their earnings to charity!

It is also remarkable to note that charity shows offer condos as their top prizes, thus giving the public a choice to choose if they want to donate because they want a shot at winning the condo or they really wish to help those in need. A safe strategy indeed, but look where the money went! Does it really matter how one raises the funds? Does a charity organisation have to be free from the seven sins?

I shall not elaborate further, and let you draw your own conclusions.

PC Trouble...

The screen flickered,
The PC hanged.
I thought it’s my graphics,
Or maybe it’s my RAM.
I tested my video card,
At a shop in town.
I looked like a retard,
When my card was sound.
I went to a different shop,
To have my RAM changed.
When I got home my jaw dropped,
For the problem still remained.
I fiddled with all the parts,
But nothing seemed to work.
I really felt like giving up,
Before I turn berserk.
I decided to give one more try,
In case I overlooked.
I used another power supply,
And immediately the ground shook.
A miracle was born;
I was overjoyed.
The battle was won;
My PC is no longer spoilt.

People...

Some people are smart,
Some people are dumb.
Accepting this fact,
Is the rule of the thumb.
Some have the brains,
Some have the luck.
Blame it on yourself,
If you can’t reach the mark.
Stand aside and drool,
As the smart becomes smarter.
Or you can start striving,
To study even harder.
It’s useless asking the smart,
To teach the weaker minds.
Not many are so modest;
Not many are so kind.
You could ignore them totally,
Unless they are humble.
For reality will supersede pride,
And all their faith shall crumble.
It could be elitism at its prime,
Or simply just a social norm.
People find pleasure and comfort,
In groups where they belong.
So ultimately it’s up to you,
To look for your own help.
If you wish for true success,
Hardships must first be felt.