Flu Attack

Being sick during holidays always put me in a thoughtful mood, having too much time on my hands to reflect and think. Lying on the bed making myself more emo by reading emo poems, I came across this lovely verse, by Leigh Hunt...


Abou Ben Adhem -may his tribe increase-
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich and like a lily in bloom,
An angel...writing in a book of gold.

Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said:
“What writest thou?” The vision raised its head,
With a look made all of sweet accord, answered:
“The names of those who love the Lord.”
“And is mine one?” said Abou.
“Nay, not so,” replied the angel.

Abou spoke more low, but cheerily still;
And said, “I pray thee, then,
write me as one that loves his fellowmen.”
The angel wrote, and vanished.

The next night it came again with a great wakening light,
And shewed the names whom love of God had blessed,
And lo!
Ben Adhem’s name led the all the rest.


Beautiful, right? (Don't look at me sanguine sanguine like, I am also capable of being serious wan o~) This time, it made me realize... How selfish I could be at times, till I forgot about the people around me. I care only for my own comfort, but none for others. In this modern era of science and technology, we are often told that it is a competitive world out there; you gotta be aggressive and fight or lose out.

Yet sometimes, the loser- who has nothing compared to you- seems to have everything you could ever wish for, everything your money can’t buy...
Rich in happiness, well-off in friends, life filled with love, laughter and contentment...

Contentment with everything. That...is what I want.

Happy Chinese New Year!! May it bring you prosperity and everything you wished for...