I don't know what money is. I think I'm relatively loaded compared to peers my age. I don't know how I had slowly accumulated them. What use is money? This seems a questions that would not only irritate a lot of people but also damned by those who can't even afford a decent meal.
I have a lot of big dreams for which money can fulfill them. I'm a land person, so I don't want a house in the air- although at the highest floor, I can overlook everything and everyone; the feeling of on top. But still, I am a land person, I want a small garden, a small field, to lead a farmer's morning, an investor's late morning, a volunteer's afternoon, my Dad and Mum, wife and children's, and sometimes friend's night. There is no need for too much, so any extras can be given away in meaningful ways.
But land is an expensive commodity. Then perhaps, and likely, my wife, children will want to ask for expensive gadgets and styles. I like them, too. Can be seen as leading an expensive and sophisticated life, then I can feel proud and sneer at the neighbours who don't have. Atas mia! Personal gratification. Then I'll start to use my mornings studying more charts, afternoons with employer or employee, evenings with business associates. More money might start to flow in. Instead of worrying if the rain will come for my little field of crops, I'll start to worry about the micro and macro markets, cashflow, bills, debts.
At the present rate, in no more than 3 years time, I'll surely be worth more than 100k. I'm proud of it, because every cent was the result of my own effort. Even if they were from equities, it is the result of my risk-taking, research and time spent in monitoring. If she comes along, it is almost time to get married and to buy a flat. Preferably one like my current one, 2 3-rooms combined so that 2 rooms can be rented out for added cashflow to pay the instalments. Meanwhile, I'll foray into business and properties and start a new game altogether with children coming into the picture. Till when will I achieve Kiyosaki's idea of retirement and be able to live on my land?
Every now and then, I'll ask myself whether I should continue to accumulate or lead an un-restrained lifestyle. What really is money? Money really hasn't much meaning for me. Money has not much use for me if there isn't a her, the children, the other's betterment, the land. My Father worked for every cent ever since my Grandfather passed on when he was just 7. From a frugal childhood, both him and me, to a current more comfortable life, we'd gotten quite used. Give us more money and we'll still have to think how to spend it. Our first notion would probably be to save it up first. So, money?
Just how much do everyone wants? Why do you want so much/little?
The ruralites are often poor because nature is not theirs to control and so they smile with their hearts because that's all they ever have; the urbanites smile for money, for which the rich might flick a little on for the service or to get into people's favour. See, money and smiles really have and have no relationship.
The meaning of money...
SmileUp! everyone,
SmileUp!
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Smile
SmileUp!
SmileUp!
The mysteriousness of the curving lip. The shape of which it curls. Some smile from the heart, some smile as a matter of customary, some smile for personal ends. I'd read somewhere that to see if a person is sincerely smiling, cover the lower face and the eyes will tell.
SmileUp!
My first fascination with the smile started in India. Alot of people who have been to India told me people either love or hate it. I have mixed feelings. My love for it is in the rural areas; I have no place for the urban or suburban, it does not have a place for me, too. I saw the smiles of the children in Holavanahalli, that of the teachers, the people whom we visited their homes, the smiles are genuine with humility and sincere from the heart. In comparison, no matter how the urbanites smile, you can feel the deceit. Could it be my prejudice? Maybe. But I would just smile back if I feel like being polite and after that I'll resume my expression. That's the effect of their smile.
SmileUp!
Nowadays in Singapore, the government is encouraging everyone to go the extra mile. What other propaganda can there be? Anyway, to do that, everyone should smile first to let the customer feel welcomed and attended to. A constructed smile. Don't let smiles become a commodity.
SmileUp!
My previous post of love. The manifestation of love must include smiles. There is almost undoubted truth of this saying that you don't possess anything in the world except love. Therefore smiles are all you can show for! Forget the Brooks Brothers shirts, LV, Gucci bags, and whatever shoes, nobody can look complete without the lovely smile.
SmileUp!
Smiles are infectious. In the above example of the deceitful smile, there's a chance of smiling back. In the example of the Holavanahallian-inspired smile, I came back and resolved on maintaining a smile. Not because I want put on a smile, but I hope I can infect people to smile with me.
SmileUp!
Every morning, no matter how tough the going gets, a smile brightens the day. It becomes a habit. There's surely something of everything that one can smile about; even if it's taking a cynical view of things.
SmileUp!
Some times, people ask me what I've smiling for/at. I always replied, 'Smile lo, happy ma!' or, 'Hm? What expression to have if not smile?' *Smiles*
SmileUp!
Smiles are infectious. Smiles are influential. I remembered now that the impact of its influence struck me so much so as to believe in it, leading eventually to Inspirafluenza. Today is a good day. Perhaps the banging of the car yesterday is indeed a symbolic event. Another project shall be initiated for year-end 2007.
SmileUp!
In the course of this smiling post, I'd heard my calling again. I don't know how many readers I have. But let me have your ideas and time. Let's try infecting people around us with smiles again. Come! Smile together! *Smiles*
SmileUp!
SmileUp!
The mysteriousness of the curving lip. The shape of which it curls. Some smile from the heart, some smile as a matter of customary, some smile for personal ends. I'd read somewhere that to see if a person is sincerely smiling, cover the lower face and the eyes will tell.
SmileUp!
My first fascination with the smile started in India. Alot of people who have been to India told me people either love or hate it. I have mixed feelings. My love for it is in the rural areas; I have no place for the urban or suburban, it does not have a place for me, too. I saw the smiles of the children in Holavanahalli, that of the teachers, the people whom we visited their homes, the smiles are genuine with humility and sincere from the heart. In comparison, no matter how the urbanites smile, you can feel the deceit. Could it be my prejudice? Maybe. But I would just smile back if I feel like being polite and after that I'll resume my expression. That's the effect of their smile.
SmileUp!
Nowadays in Singapore, the government is encouraging everyone to go the extra mile. What other propaganda can there be? Anyway, to do that, everyone should smile first to let the customer feel welcomed and attended to. A constructed smile. Don't let smiles become a commodity.
SmileUp!
My previous post of love. The manifestation of love must include smiles. There is almost undoubted truth of this saying that you don't possess anything in the world except love. Therefore smiles are all you can show for! Forget the Brooks Brothers shirts, LV, Gucci bags, and whatever shoes, nobody can look complete without the lovely smile.
SmileUp!
Smiles are infectious. In the above example of the deceitful smile, there's a chance of smiling back. In the example of the Holavanahallian-inspired smile, I came back and resolved on maintaining a smile. Not because I want put on a smile, but I hope I can infect people to smile with me.
SmileUp!
Every morning, no matter how tough the going gets, a smile brightens the day. It becomes a habit. There's surely something of everything that one can smile about; even if it's taking a cynical view of things.
SmileUp!
Some times, people ask me what I've smiling for/at. I always replied, 'Smile lo, happy ma!' or, 'Hm? What expression to have if not smile?' *Smiles*
SmileUp!
Smiles are infectious. Smiles are influential. I remembered now that the impact of its influence struck me so much so as to believe in it, leading eventually to Inspirafluenza. Today is a good day. Perhaps the banging of the car yesterday is indeed a symbolic event. Another project shall be initiated for year-end 2007.
SmileUp!
In the course of this smiling post, I'd heard my calling again. I don't know how many readers I have. But let me have your ideas and time. Let's try infecting people around us with smiles again. Come! Smile together! *Smiles*
SmileUp!
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Love
Love.
It's a complex issue and statement. The teenager tries to understand it, the young adult tries to find it, I can't comment on the rest. What is love?
I asked a person what love is, and he says 2 points which I understood them only as motivated by the self and the 3rd point is respect. Is love selfish or should it be selfless? People caught in circumstances would kill themselves and others to answer the question. Is love just a feeling? I attended my friends wedding some tie ago and the pastor tried to preach about love. I couldn't recall the exact points, but I do remember that love is more than just feelings. Jesus talked about love and that his is selfless love; Buddha didn't quite talk about love, at least not mundane love, but 大爱
Love and volunteerism is also related. Because all of us volunteers are learning how to give selfless love.
What i think love is now:
I don't know how to explain it, I only know how I can manifest it. That's my greatest love.
It's a complex issue and statement. The teenager tries to understand it, the young adult tries to find it, I can't comment on the rest. What is love?
I asked a person what love is, and he says 2 points which I understood them only as motivated by the self and the 3rd point is respect. Is love selfish or should it be selfless? People caught in circumstances would kill themselves and others to answer the question. Is love just a feeling? I attended my friends wedding some tie ago and the pastor tried to preach about love. I couldn't recall the exact points, but I do remember that love is more than just feelings. Jesus talked about love and that his is selfless love; Buddha didn't quite talk about love, at least not mundane love, but 大爱
Love and volunteerism is also related. Because all of us volunteers are learning how to give selfless love.
What i think love is now:
I don't know how to explain it, I only know how I can manifest it. That's my greatest love.
Cherish
Today's post is on the topic of cherish.
I'd known cherish from a dear friend and all my friends and family have helped me to understand it. To learn cherish when you are losing something is easy, but to know it in the passing of everyday calls for some attention to the people and things around you. If you are going home from work or school today, having lunch, going for a jog/game of football, drinking and sharing your problems with someone, look into the eyes of the person and thank them. There are millions of reasons why they might be at the same place and same time doing the same thing as you, but what is also same is that somehow, both/this group of you are together at the moment. Whatever have caused it? I don't know, you don't know. Both might be working in the same company, assigned to the same task, but why, why the both you? Came together and made each other's day more bearable, happier; even if it's more frustrating, more irritating, they certainly are company. What more can you ask for in life? No matter what, you won't, can't hate that person, because there surely isn't really anything in the world that calls for great hate; resentment, yes. And so, the times spent together should be cherished. All the more so, if they are great friends, loved ones. Of the billions of people in the world, the one that appears in front of you at the moment is that person. Cherish him/her. Not because you may lose him/her in the next moment, if you cherish him/her for that reason, then you are only appreciating him/her because you may be sad the next moment and so not want to regret later.
Please cherish because of the very miracle and fact that you have been brought together for/in this moment. It is an unexplainable magic, people might call fate or fortune. Cherish. Cherish people who have crossed your life as a companion, friend, love ones- and appreciate and love them as one.
Today, I cherish the miracle that you'd come to read this blog.
Cherish is related to volunteerism. The kid whom you read to, mentors, the fellow volunteers, how in the word did all these people come to congregate? They could have been anybody else, or there could be nobody at all. Suddenly, there's no one around you doing the same thing you do, speaking the same subject you speak of, but no, they are just right there around you. And so we continue to cherish the moment somehow created to serve.
I'd known cherish from a dear friend and all my friends and family have helped me to understand it. To learn cherish when you are losing something is easy, but to know it in the passing of everyday calls for some attention to the people and things around you. If you are going home from work or school today, having lunch, going for a jog/game of football, drinking and sharing your problems with someone, look into the eyes of the person and thank them. There are millions of reasons why they might be at the same place and same time doing the same thing as you, but what is also same is that somehow, both/this group of you are together at the moment. Whatever have caused it? I don't know, you don't know. Both might be working in the same company, assigned to the same task, but why, why the both you? Came together and made each other's day more bearable, happier; even if it's more frustrating, more irritating, they certainly are company. What more can you ask for in life? No matter what, you won't, can't hate that person, because there surely isn't really anything in the world that calls for great hate; resentment, yes. And so, the times spent together should be cherished. All the more so, if they are great friends, loved ones. Of the billions of people in the world, the one that appears in front of you at the moment is that person. Cherish him/her. Not because you may lose him/her in the next moment, if you cherish him/her for that reason, then you are only appreciating him/her because you may be sad the next moment and so not want to regret later.
Please cherish because of the very miracle and fact that you have been brought together for/in this moment. It is an unexplainable magic, people might call fate or fortune. Cherish. Cherish people who have crossed your life as a companion, friend, love ones- and appreciate and love them as one.
Today, I cherish the miracle that you'd come to read this blog.
Cherish is related to volunteerism. The kid whom you read to, mentors, the fellow volunteers, how in the word did all these people come to congregate? They could have been anybody else, or there could be nobody at all. Suddenly, there's no one around you doing the same thing you do, speaking the same subject you speak of, but no, they are just right there around you. And so we continue to cherish the moment somehow created to serve.
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