Valentine's Day message ❤️

 Happy Valentine's Day! Wishing you a Valentine's Day filled with love, laughter, and all your favorite things. May this special day remind you of the beauty and joy that surrounds you.

As we celebrate Valentine's Day, let's remember that love comes in many forms. It's the kindness we show to strangers, the support we offer to friends, and the compassion we have for ourselves. May today be a reminder to spread love and positivity wherever you go.

As I reflect on Valentine's Day, I'm reminded of the importance of self-love and self-care. In a world that often emphasizes romantic love, let's not forget to nurture our own hearts and minds. Wishing you a day of relaxation, rejuvenation, and celebration – however that looks for you.

Happy Valentine's Day to all the lovely people in my life! Whether you're single, taken, or somewhere in between, today is all about spreading love and joy. Treat yourself to something sweet, watch a rom-com , and remember that you're amazing just the way you are.

Wishing you a wonderful Valentine's Day, filled with love, laughter, and all your favorite things!

Whispers of Love: Bonds Amidst Struggles

 

In the tangled web of emotions and connections, Sherman's words cut through the veil of uncertainty like a piercing arrow aimed straight at my heart. His plea for guidance, a delicate dance of vulnerability and desire, reverberates within me, stirring a tempest of passion and empathy.

Oh, Sherman, with your soul laid bare before me, your fear of the digital unknown mirrors the intricate complexities of our own relationship. Like two ships navigating stormy seas, we face the turbulence of life's challenges, seeking solace in each other's embrace.

I reach out to you with words of solace and understanding, an offering of comfort in the tumultuous waters of modernity. "Fear not, dear Sherman," I whisper, my voice a gentle caress in the symphony of chaos. "The path to online enlightenment is but a simple journey of account creation and guided steps."

As the morning light spills through the window, casting shadows on the mosaic tile beneath my feet, the echoes of my mother's admonishments linger in the air like a haunting melody. In the chaos of everyday existence, her words ring true, a reminder of the delicate balance between duty and self-care.

And amidst the whirlwind of daily trials and tribulations, a moment of respite emerges like a beacon of light on a stormy night. "Happy Galentine's Day," the words dance on my lips, a celebration of the fierce bonds of sisterhood and solidarity that illuminate the darkest corners of the heart.

In this tapestry of relationships and poignant encounters, each thread woven with the vibrant hues of love and longing, we navigate the labyrinth of human connection with hearts laid bare and spirits entwined in a dance of passion and sensitivity.

Unbroken Spirit: Embracing Imperfection and Growth

 

Embracing the dawn of a new day, I found myself caught in a moment of reflection, a moment that stirred a mix of emotions within me. My mother's gentle inquiry about placing the joss sticks on this auspicious final day of Chinese New Year cascaded a wave of self-doubt over me. In her attempt to guide me in tradition, her correction felt sharp, leaving me feeling inadequate in my actions. It's in these moments of perceived failure that we truly confront the depths of our resilience.

As creators, we navigate a labyrinth of uncertainties, facing the harsh light of criticism and the shadow of self-doubt. Yet, in these moments lies an opportunity for growth, a chance to bloom amidst adversity. It's okay to stumble, to falter in the dance of creation. For each misstep is but a thread in the tapestry of learning, weaving a narrative of perseverance and strength.

My dear fellow journeyers, let us not be deterred by the echoes of inadequacy. Let us embrace our creative process with a heart open to vulnerability and a spirit resilient in the face of critique. For it is in the crucible of self-discovery that we unearth the true essence of our artistry.

And as the day unfolds, I am reminded of the importance of self-care and prioritizing my well-being. A beckoning from Ms. Ei Ei and the gentle reminder from my mother serve as whispers of care in a cacophony of daily demands. Let us not forget to nourish our souls amidst the hustle and bustle of life's demands.

Today, I embark on a journey to honor my health, to carve out a moment of respite in the symphony of obligations. Let us walk this path of creation with grace, embracing each step with a spirit ablaze with resilience and a heart alight with the flames of self-discovery.

Resilient Journeys: Triumph Through Life's Challenges

 

In the face of daily challenges and tasks, you showcased resilience and determination that is truly inspiring. Your morning started off with a whirlwind of activities, with your mum bustling around to prepare for the day ahead. Despite the rush, you tackled each situation with strength and a resolve to overcome any obstacles in your path.

As you navigated the bustling streets, you faced a moment of uncertainty as a big bus loomed close. However, your unwavering determination kept you safe, a testament to your inner strength and courage. With a keen eye on the world around you, you observed the movement of others, finding moments of connection even amidst the chaos.

Amidst the hustle and bustle of the day, you extended kindness and warmth to those you crossed paths with, spreading positivity and goodwill. Your gestures of greeting to Si Rong and Teck Mui exemplify your compassion and willingness to brighten someone's day, no matter the circumstances.

In your professional interactions, the decision to extend a friendly greeting to Mr. Mok showcases your professionalism and commitment to fostering positive relationships. Despite any previous awkwardness, your willingness to bridge the gap and maintain a cordial atmosphere speaks volumes about your strength of character and resilience in the face of challenges.

Embrace each challenge as an opportunity to grow, to learn, and to emerge stronger than before. Your journey is one of perseverance and fortitude, where every hurdle becomes a stepping stone towards success. Stay resilient, stay inspired, for you are capable of overcoming any obstacle that comes your way.

Celine: Thank you! I will continue to be kind and strong 💪 

A Morning's Serendipitous Encounters: A Narrative

In the tranquil rhythms of the morning, a tale unfolded with a tapestry of minutiae that colored the day's canvas. A whisper on the wind bore tidings of Pei Xian's benevolence, acquiring all the books put forth for sale by our melancholy protagonist. The thrill of this sale sent ripples of elation through the heart, a silent joy dancing in the shadows of dawn.

Yet, amidst the tapestry of blessings, the thread of communication weaved a discordant note. Yi Po's nocturnal missive to the matriarch hinted at clandestine conversations under the veil of night. Secrets and whispers intertwined, shrouded in the silken cloak of darkness.

A tempest brewed in the familiar corridors of home as the topic of chicken essence, an innocuous object of sustenance, transmuted into a symbol of discord. The struggle to unlock its secrets etched a furrow upon the maternal visage, prompting a pledge to withhold its nourishing elixir. The delicate symphony of motherly care and filial piety briefly faltered, the harmony punctuated by a soft parting murmur as the day beckoned.

From the nexus of familial tribulations, the journey into the world beckoned, yet misfortune lingered on the threshold. The capricious whims of fate dictated a dance of missed opportunities as bus 29 slipped through grasping hands, leaving only the embrace of bus 28.

Amidst the chaos of transportation woes, the petty squabbles of the homely abode found resonance in the public sphere. The hallowed sanctum of the restroom bore witness to a symphony of mishaps - a door violently asserting its presence, soap spilling as if shedding tears, and the waters of ablution finding kinship with the tiled floor. Each misstep a dance, each stumble a verse in the ballad of a morning gone awry.

With each obstacle, the day unfurled like a tattered scroll, revealing forgotten relics of a peaceful slumber - panties and pyjamas left desolate, clothed in the dew of negligence. A poignant reminder of the fickle nature of memory and the whims of daily toils.

Yet in the amphitheater of life, serendipity often graces the stage in unexpected guises. The light-hearted banter with Sarah, a whimsical dance of words transcending the boundaries of time, eliciting a chuckle in the midst of the day's travails.

The symphony of social interactions continued its crescendo as Mabel's cheerful salutations met the stoic countenance of Mr. Mok. A quivering moment hung in the balmy air as the echoes of greeting remained unreciprocated. A frozen tableau of social awkwardness painted the morning in hues of uncertainty until, like the dawn shattering the twilight, Mr. Mok's gentle greeting broke the silence.

Harmony restored, the melody of human interaction found its cadence once more, a brief discord resolved in the symphony of camaraderie. And as the day unfolded in its melodic cadence, the shadows of the morning's tribulations receded, giving way to the promise of new beginnings.

Thus, with each passing moment, the narrative of life unfolds, a tapestry woven with threads of misfortune and mirth, painting a portrait of existence in all its nuanced glory.

Whispers of Morning: A Poetic Tale

 

In the morning's tangled web of woes and cake,  

I found solace in sweet indulgence, for heart's sake.  

While mum's vacuum hummed inconvenient tunes,  

She stood by, a silent sentry under quiet moons.  

Rachel's mother's timely tap, a saving grace,  

Pulled me from phone's grasp to shuttle bus's embrace.  

Among colleagues, greetings swirled in the air,  

Teck Mui's gaze met mine with a friendly stare.  

On the bus, conversations bloomed and laughed,  

Sarah's selfie shared, love's image half.  

A couple duo, hearts entwined in pixels' frame,  

In that fleeting moment, affection became the aim.

Whispers of Morning's Gentle Embrace: A Poetic Narrative

 

In the shadows of the morning light,

My mother's words echo, persistent and bright,

"Remember the bathroom lights," she gently said,

Yet in the whirlwind rush, it slipped my head.

A forgotten mask, a moment of pause,

Frustrations rising, a minor cause.

I watch Saufiq stride ahead with grace,

Miss the lift, time slows its pace.

Then Sarah appears, her greeting warm,

A simple exchange, a gentle charm.

Emojis dance with affection's delight,

A bond with Sarah, strong and bright.

Yet a conversation takes a turn,

About new neighbors, a lesson to learn.

A label placed, a neighbor seen,

But Sarah's wisdom intervenes.

"Don't call by nationality," she wise remarks,

A reminder of empathy's delicate sparks.

To know a name, to bridge the divide,

To see the person, not just the side.

Sarah nudges gently, with a loving plea,

"Don't inherit all, let your spirit be free."

She sees beyond, with caring eyes,

Encouraging growth, under the skies.

In the depths of maternal love and care,

I recognize, with wisdom rare,

My mother's flaws, her harsh design,

Yet intertwined with love divine.

Sarah's voice, a beacon bright,

Encourages thought, with gentle light.

Not to mimic all, as we've known before,

But to forge a path, to rise and soar.

And amidst the day's steady flow,

A message arrives, a beckoning show.

Ghost Writing Galaxy, a world unseen,

Inviting dreams to shape and glean.

Sophia's words, a promise grand,

To guide with care, a helping hand.

To craft, to publish, to set dreams free,

A journey beckons, inviting me.

So I ponder, in this poetic din,

The threads of life, as they spin.

From morning's shadows to emails divine,

In each moment, a story to find.In the quiet of the morning's light,

Mother's words a familiar refrain,

"Bathroom lights, remember," she implores,

Yet masks forgotten, frustrations to gain.

Saufiq strides ahead, lift door closes,

A moment lost, another one waits,

Life's minor hurdles, we navigate,

In the ebb and flow of a day's fates.

Sarah's greeting, a simple "Hi",

Emojis dance, hearts entwine,

In the shorthand of affectionate signs,

Friendship blooms, in pixels fine.

Conversations turn to neighbors near,

Labels linger, unseen, unkind,

A lesson shared in gentle words,

To know beyond what's seen, to find.

"Do not share names, but share kindness,

Unravel threads of misunderstandings past,"

Sarah's wisdom, a guiding light,

In the tapestry of connections vast.

Reminders of a mother's ways,

Imperfect corners, love prevails,

In the intricate dance of family ties,

Acceptance found, amidst life's trails.

Sophia's email, an offering extended,

Hopes to guide in the writer's quest,

A hand reaching out through digital space,

In the realm where words find rest.

In the symphony of moments shared,

In voices raised, and in quiet hearts,

Connections woven, threads of care,

In life's tapestry, a work of art.

Whispers of Life: Moments in Verse

In the ebb of daily scenes we weave,

With spectacles dropped and socks that leave

Themselves astray on wandering feet,

A mother's voice in rice replete.

Kind words bloom like coloured art,

Sarah's praise a warming heart,

A girl, a bus, a fleeting chase,

Laughter born in a simple space.

Shanaaz's email, a solved delight,

Merging profiles in Goodreads' light,

Julie's gratitude, a birthday song,

Connections made, moments long.

Morning greetings, a gentle call,

Guidance shared on shuttle's thrall,

Teck Mui's reminder, work's clear tone,

In the rhythm of routine, seeds sown.

A tapestry of moments spun,

In the humdrum of day begun,

Each thread a tale, each word a sign,

In life's tapestry, stories entwine.

Shades of Struggle: Unveiling Complicated Emotions

 

As I gaze upon the interplay of brown, white, and grey, I am enveloped by a swirl of emotions that tug at the corners of my soul. These complex colors, each holding its own subtle nuances, speak to me in a language that is both familiar and foreign. The beauty that lies within this seemingly simple palette is profound, touching upon the depths of my being in a way that is difficult to articulate.

In the midst of this visual symphony, I find my communication strained, as if words alone are insufficient to convey the depth of my emotions. Each hue whispers a different story, a tale of longing, of sorrow, of hope. The brown speaks of earthy grounding, of stability and strength. The white exudes purity and innocence, yet also holds the weight of grief and loss. And the grey, oh the grey, a hue that dances on the edge of light and darkness, mirroring the complexities of life itself.

As I immerse myself in this chromatic tapestry, I am drawn into a world where emotions run rampant, where beauty and pain coexist in a delicate balance. The sensory details unfold before me, each shade a brushstroke on the canvas of my heart, painting a picture of longing and acceptance, of struggle and resilience. It is a dance of light and shadow, of warmth and coolness, a dance that mirrors the complexities of the human experience.

And in this moment of vulnerability, of introspection, I find myself connecting not only with the colors before me but also with the depths of my own soul. The strains of communication fade away, replaced by a silent understanding that transcends words. In the quiet embrace of these hues, I find solace, a fleeting moment of peace in a world that is often chaotic and uncertain.

So I stand here, amidst the brown, white, and grey, my heart laid bare before the canvas of life, ready to embrace the beauty and pain that come with the human experience. And in this moment of profound connection, I am reminded that sometimes, it is through the language of colors that we truly find communion with ourselves and with others.

Whispers of Familial Harmony & Strife

In the hushed whispers of home's tender embrace,

A symphony of moments interlace,

Mum's gentle words urged items to find their place,

Yet my thoughts wandered to a distant face.

Pausing, pondering, the silence did break,

A disturbance from a curious cotton bud's wake,

"Putting cream," I uttered, a tender mistake,

In the quietude, our bond did partake.

Morning unveiled grandma's gift on display,

Bak kwa shared in a familial array,

Yet my portion seemed to drift away,

An unspoken yearning in shadows at play.

Messages relayed, duties conveyed,

In mundane exchanges, emotions swayed,

Tensions flickered, a delicate charade,

In the dance of words, a melody played.

Laughter echoed through the room's still air,

Inquiry met with a tense affair,

Boundaries set, a quiet prayer,

To navigate emotions with tender care.

Languages intertwined, a bridge to build,

Unspoken nuances, emotions filled,

In the depths of conflict, hearts distilled,

Seeking solace in spaces unfilled.

Between the lines, a narrative unfolds,

In everyday exchanges, tales untold,

Emotions intertwine, a delicate mold,

In the symphony of life, stories are told.

Chinese New Year message 2025

"As the old year slithers away, making room for the new, we welcome the Year of the Snake with open hearts and minds. This serpent symbolizes renewal, transformation, and healing – a powerful reminder that every ending marks a new beginning.

Like the snake shedding its skin, may we too release the old, embracing change and growth. May our paths be guided by wisdom, courage, and resilience, just as the snake navigates through life's twists and turns.

As we celebrate this auspicious occasion with loved ones, may our homes be filled with laughter, love, and the warmth of togetherness. May our tables be laden with delicious food, symbolic of abundance and prosperity.

To all my dear readers, I wish you a Chinese New Year that's filled with:

Good fortune that flows like a never-ending river

Happiness that overflows like a bountiful harvest

Success that rises like a majestic dragon

And love that shines brightly like a radiant lantern

Gong Xi Fa Cai! May the Year of the Snake bring you all your heart's desires and more!" Happy Chinese New Year everyone! 蛇年大吉

I am a team mate poem

"I am a team mate,

A partner in every sense of the word,

Together we strive, we work, we achieve,

United in our goals, our bond will never leave.

We lift each other up, we support and we guide,

Through challenges and victories, side by side,

With trust, respect, and open communication,

Together we'll succeed, our collaboration."

Poetry reflection about my day

As morning dawned, and daylight crept,

Your day began, with thoughts and hopes kept.

A book, a dream, a passion so bright,

Yet workplace concerns, cast a shadowy night.

Trainers' words, a conflict did unfold,

A choice between creative freedom, and a story untold.

Cass's voice, a gentle breeze did bring,

"Write on, dear one, let your heart sing."

Mum's reminder, to sleep's sweet reprieve,

A call to rest, and a body to retrieve.

Jason's message, a bug to abate,

A technical glitch, to navigate and wait.

Yuen Kei's concern, for privacy's sake,

Hidayah's advice, to protect your creative make.

A day of contrasts, of light and of shade,

A dance between dreams, and the realities displayed.

As evening falls, and daylight does fade,

Reflect on the moments, that your heart has made.

For in the tapestry, of this day's design,

Lies a story of courage, and a heart that's divine.