Spare me some time and listen, would you?

Would you give me a cup of coffee's time, to listen to my stories?

For time goes by, I'm afraid I might be forgotten.

My friend swore she will never ever forget me,

but the day we walk pass each other being perfect stranger,

I stood and turned back, so did her.

BUT we were too awkward to greet.

We nodded our head and left, I'm not even sure if she smiled.

There goes our 3 1/2 year friendships.

Every moments we had, are now in vain.

Leaving us behind, unbearable-ly.

We could have try harder, hard like trying to greet at least?

Freak Out.

Freakin out is an Art.

and this one we have here?

Its a divined piece.

Earth People

http://www.earthhour.org/

8.30pm Saturday 27th March 2010 (local time)

• Have a family gathering by the candle lights and have a good talk with your family.
• Cook your He/She a meal, and have a romantic candle light dinner.
• Hang out with friends to some nature places like beach, and recap all those memories you had.
• Think what you've done recently which is good to our mother earth. If possible, list out TEN at least.
• Tell out a SECRET of you that you feel suffocating to continue keeping to your trusted. When lights go out, everything is too dark to be seen, so do your awkwardness.
• Think what you will do to help conserving our earth.
• ........

This Earth Hour campaign is an act to raise awareness, please be sure you did fulfill the main purpose.

"There's a choice we making, we're saving our own life,

Its true we make a better day, just you and me" --We are the world, by Earth People =)

Precious.

"All the precious time

Like the wind the years go by
Precious butterfly
Spread your wings and fly" --Butterfly Kisses, by Bob Carlisle

The unseen

Would you ever see something like this with your naked eyes?

Probably, when you're not in spec and suffer serious astigmatism.

The scene was actually a normal night scene.

With closed shop-lot and some street lights.

But it did turn out pretty nicely, isn't it？

When we think we lead a dull yet boring life,

maybe we should stop and see our life with a different angle,

An angle where every star shines and everyone smile.

Its way much better than what we thought.

For camera showed us what we missed out in our daily life,

lets have a TOAST, FOR PHOTOGRAPHY.

The light means a lot

Leave a light lighten.

For those who are late have the feel of going back home.

Its good to have people waiting for you at night when you're home.

Someone to open the door for you,

and maybe nag you a bit for being too late.

But what we know, is that those who nag, care.

They love us the way they're being loved.

maybe its unacceptable to us, maybe its just not our style,

but if the actual means are the same,

why don't we just accept it whole-heartedly?

There shouldn't be different between "I love you" and "我爱你".

Just an adjust from your point of view will do.

Next time, when you reach home after a long day,

tiredly feeling towards your life,

take a look at the lights that await you at your house,

and remind yourself what did you work so hard for?

Its always them, your lovely family.

=)

somewhere high up?

Skyscrapers are filling up our sights.

When we were still very young,

we can see a BIG BIG BLUE CLEAR sky.

That's why we're keen in exploring.

We wonder if there's an end for the seemingly unlimited sky.

Now, the buildings draw the line.

We seldom see a clear sky anymore..

Have birds ever wonder why their used to be BIG CLEAR sky is getting more and more complicated?

They used to be flying however they wanted,

but they now have to avoid planes, buildings, "terrorist actions", and even bungee jumpers?!!

As we grow, we wanted more.

Sky is no more limit, its a standard.

If you achieve it, you go outer space to achieve more,

if you fail, than work harder to achieve it.

This nasty life we live in, its all about chasing behind something we want.

to build

This is not Bob the builder.

Life is never as easy as what we saw in cartoons.

Kids watch cartoons as they grow.

This might be good, or bad.

Letting them believe this world we living, is a colourful one.

Letting them grow thinking there're superheroes to save the world at all times.

Letting them keep beautiful imaginations and expectations towards their future lives.

But as they grow, (like us)

They started learning REALITY.

Those who thought they live in a peaceful world started studying "war".

Those who believed in superheroes stories started learning "bribes"

Those who imagine for a good life started accepting "facts"

I used to say adults wreck children's wonderland.

Now I want to complete it,

Adults build a wonderland for children, to destroy it in front of their eye.

They say this is so to let them GROW.

Its mean, isn't it? But they say reality is mean too.

Well, what can I say? I'm getting to be one of them, I think.

The strangers opposite

For all our life,

how many time did we spent on waiting for instructions?

We stand at the different end, looking at each other.

waiting for the permission to cross.

Its red, so stop.

Its green, so go.

Its going to be red, so walk faster.

Its going to be green, so get ready.

There's a lot of similarities between each and everyone of us,

for we live on the same beautiful planet.

and in this case, WE WAITED for the same instruction.

for you to come to my place, and for me to go to yours.

See, now we're still at the opposite side of each other.

What does this life give us?

A lot of unexplainable incidents, if only you did observe.

what above us

The sun slice right through the layers of clouds,

and reached my camera lens.

Like everyone,

I get excited when I have an off-day out of my ordinary life.

Our ordinary life seldom offer us chances to look at the sun properly

Never ever.

We might be in offices, trying to squeeze something of our boss favour

We might be in classes, trying to squeeze something of our lecturer favour

We might be in anywhere, busying something,

too busy that we forgot about the sun ahead of us, ALL THIS WHILE.

During those golden good-old-days of ours,

we were all so excited to get out of the house and have fun...

Fun as in running around like freak, enjoying.

But now, we'd rather stay indoor.

Saying NO to outdoors.

We say its hot. its damn hot. its damn freakin hot.

Could it be just that we're not daring enough to face the fact that we lose the courage,

to run bare-footly like we've done years ago?

to run through our dreams and shout it out to the world?

Could it be that we're too chicken to face the truth that we're all "formal" people now,

that we can never ever, find the simplicity in happiness which we used to have?

that we're the so-called grown-up type of people and we're NOT SUPPOSED to be free and easy as we were?

When was the last time you go out, merely for a bath in sunshine?

When was the last time you let the sun to hug you and warm you?

When was the last time you have a lullaby from the wind and dream a little dream?

Mine? owh, that was ages ago.....

Probably when I was still a little dreamy-type of kid?

A kid that doesn't know the word, "REALITY"

or, should I say, YET to know.

That fine afternoon,

I said my prayers, hoping it would be heard,

and left.

Earning a Living.

Everyday in life, we were busy earning a living.

After a day of work to earn, we were too tired to live what we've earned.

We believed that as long as we continue walking that path,

we will eventually reach a place which we believed to be wonderful.

I asked my dad if he feel tired of life sometimes?

He said he does.

But I still see him waking up when I'm still sleeping sweetly,

Heading to his working stations.

But I still hear him asking me whether I need any extra money,

for anything that I might by any chance be short of.

But I still feel him trying hard to give us the best of life,

trying all his might for my quietly fantastic life.

Maybe the only thing he ever wanted from me,

is to live a better life than his,

a life not having to worry too much on money.

a life not being too apart from family

Being restrained

Rules, Regulations, Terms, Conditions.

We were always restrained.

There's a lot of written and implied rules trying to hold us back from being mad.

But I thought its okay to be mad.

I'd say Mad means believing DEEPLY in something.

The world we're living in right now,

can never accept a freak.

But a freak never cared.

He just pulled off all those tube-like stuffs on his body,

and ran away.

A freak is a freak because he doesn't give a damn at the reality.

He can always create his own world.

Do you know what they say?

"All those great people, were all scolded as a complete freak at the very beginning of their life!"

The old story

There's a voice far up the mountain.

Screaming.

Every days, and nights.

But nobody ever heard it.

It was a weird voice, calling for someone.

However, a young boy overheard that voice.

He tried asking everyone and everyone thought he was mad.

His parents told him not to say nonsense.

His teachers sent him to the counselling.

His friends....oh, he has got no friend at all.

One morning before dawn, he was by the window.

looking into the dark dark sky....there were stars blinking.

Wind whispered some funny tunes into his ear.

He thought he has gone mad again,

Than he heard that far far away voice again...

A very weak voice. calling for.......someone.

He looked at the blinking stars and the silent moon.

Stood up. Packed. Kiss Goodbye with his sleeping parents.

He went for that voice. He wanted some proof.

Some proof of him not mad.

Nobody ever heard from that little boy.

They said he was kidnapped and some even mention murdered.

The parents gave up. The existence of that boy faded.

Fading quietly.....until no-one ever know there was a boy like him.

Years later, one old lady was staring at a picture of his long lost son,

and out of sudden, she heard this strange voice.

from high up of the mountain,

how desolating, how gloomy......

she felt something on her cheek.

she wiped it, and wiped it again....repeating.

"Oh, she started crying again!"

Her neighbours whisper to each other.

What's the feeling of losing something you use your life to love?

E.M.P.T.Y.

Stop and Wonder

Time tickles away while we were"doing nothing".

In the middle of miserable life,

sometimes we will just PAUSE, and got lost in our thought.

Someone preferred to say "daydreaming",

but I preferred saying "getting lost in my own fantasy".

This is a world of REALITY, and reality is always opposing fantasy.

Being real is a way to survive, but being real could end up losing one's own-self.

When you decided to walk into the crowd and leave your wonderland behind in your memory,

you sometimes even forget to kiss your toys goodbye,

So we sometimes stop and wonder,

what had we lost in our supposedly-fantastic life?

maybe, just a little recap of memory will do.

and as we wonder, time tickles away.

Until you're awake again, you have to rush for the time you've wasted on "getting lost in our own fantasy"

still waiting, missing, Loving

Staying by the shore.

Waiting for a long lost love.

Spending a whole afternoon,

missing a long lost love.

Living all my life alone,

missing someone who sailed out and never come back.

At the very end, I was asked,

"do you still think all your time, waits, misses worth whatever it is supposed to?"

I smiled and close my eyes.

I'm glad I smiled.

Because they never get to know,

How did you hold my hands and promised me you'd be back, for me.

How did you come to me in every of my dreams and kissed me softly.

I LOVE YOU.

and because I LOVE YOU,

I never feel your lost.

You're always there,

to the left of my body,

where my heart lies.

As it constantly bouncing, I never stopped loving you for even a second.

Leave-Leaving-Left-Left

Things stayed still that afternoon.

No tears were shed with the fact that i'm leaving.

They were in a stopped position, perhaps a "waiting" position.

Sun was constantly beating.

My tears evaporated before it had the chance to flow out.

I stared at the sky, made a little wish, and smile.

As I leave, I left behind some emotions.

I hate saying goodbye,

that means we don't know when is the next time we'll see each other again,

because if we did, we would have said "see you next time" instead.

Why Frame It All Up?

so this is it.

Its gonna be all about me and my camera.

My definition for photography now:

Photography is about freezing up the moment and thus, made the story, UNFORGETTABLE.

I'm still exploring the BIG BIG world of photography, which mean my this definition is still subject to change. =)

Frame It All Up is my personal desire towards my Quietly Fantastic life.

There are a lot of Wonderful moments which I wished to frame and hang on my wall.

In other words, this blog is my personal wall for all those wonderful moments and maybe some words along.

I can remember a lot of things, because I keep on remembering.

Life is constantly inspiring me.

With Love, I am now officially a photographer-wanna-be.

Till then, BYE.

May your life Quietly Fantastic.

Love. =)