As I live, I have been meeting people from all walks of life and I had been learning many things from them. Many years ago, an acquaintance of mine got sick without my knowledge. Thinking why he has not been in contact for many weeks, I was surprised to receive a telephone call from him. He was telling me how he had been busy but lately had been very sickly. I do not know his whereabouts so I asked. I am not familiar with the ins and outs of streets but I manage to find his place.
Up three floors, I knocked at the door and a faint voice answered that it was open. I was filled with sadness. The room is barely empty. It only has a folding foam mattress as bed and a few kitchen items for eating. He was lying on his bed with sad eyes and a pale face. I asked him who had been helping him throughout this ordeal. A kind neighbour knew of his condition but can just do little to help.
I went out to buy food, fruits and medicines. I was saddened by the fact that there was none of his supposedly closest friends to help. I was saddened by the fact that being alone poses problems unimaginable by people who have their family around them. I was like him. I was in his situation. I dread to experience the anguish of being left alone.
When he became strong and healthy, he gave me a call and thanked me for my graciousness. He is long gone, as he made a choice to go back to his hometown. I have no idea where he is now. But that moment in time when he was in dire need, I felt how it was to be sick, poor and alone.
Wednesday, August 6
Sunday, August 3
For Arts Sake (August 03, 2008)



These are something I will always treasure, some of the works I have done when I was younger. Some were 26 years ago while there were some dating 19 years back. The quality of the paper has seen better days. Still I wanted to blog the pictures for future reference. Besides, this is my own digital diary.
Friday, August 1
Awakening (August 01, 2008)
"It's not what you gather, but what
you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived."
Very apt for the first day of August, a quotation I got from a sent e-mail many days ago. I always wonder whether I had been living a good life by doing my fair share in this world but I was wrong. It is not what I get from doing good but it is what I do to others that makes me a true person.
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