The western Valentine's Day used to be just another ordinary day for me, let alone Chinese Valentine's Day which was a lot less celebrated on Hong Kong. I didn't care much about valentine's days but don't get me wrong, I was not the kind of "couples haters". I would just like to lead a completely normal, happy and simple life with my friends.
There was actually nothing bad about being single because you could lead every day just the way you liked without needing to take care too much of a significant other's feeling. Yes, that's freedom. But these days, I'm different. Being in a relationship now, all the lovers-related days always reminds me of someone who I love and care about; Valentine's days are no longer just another ordinary days to me. When I said "no longer another ordinary days to me", I didn't imply the necessity to have great celebrations. Today's Chinese Valentine's Day (Qixi Festival) celebrates the annual meet of the cowherd (Niulang) and weaver girl (Zhinü) in Chinese mythology. The two lovers' legend has been a romantic story to us even though they didn't make great surprises or give valuable gifts to each other. Their true love and never-give-up spirit are what we are in remember of and what we should learn about. Take a minute and think, when was the last time you met the one you love? Have you ever complaint to your partner that s/he hadn't spent much time with you? I'm often told that "love is not just about THE moment, it's about on-going and lasting". If I'm only living the moment today, I will be easily blinded not to see the future, the better future. It's a typhoon night, I wonder if Zhinü and Niulang are hugging together and standing against the strong and blunt wind on the day of their annual meet....
More great stuff to read: Why You Should Follow Your Dreams Now, Not Later How It's Like To Be A Person Who Feels So Deeply Have you ever had a feeling of disheartened? You give up your hope for someone or something you used to have a lot of expectation on… That feeling is indeed, quite upsetting, but it doesn’t mean it’s something negative all the time.
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I don’t take “disheartened” as a result; rather, I take it as a process and an alternate way that leads me to somewhere suit me more. Yes I’ll need to go through some hard times, some are really tough ones, but I’ll be able to get over them. Being disheartened cannot be an excuse of quitting life. When you learn to forgive the people who failed you, and the things that disappointed you, you’re leading a brand new life for yourself. When you get disheartened, that’s when you can pick up the smashed up pieces of yourself and match them back to form a new picture. If you get discouraged or depressed, good! It’s because you’ve started to look at your life seriously and crave for a change. Just don’t look back! Start to find your own way and lead a better life! More great stuff to read: How It's Like To Be A Person Who Feels So Deeply How to Give Up On Your Dreams Another ordinary day taking bus to work, I looked out the window of the bus and saw the same view of the Victoria Harbor. Same buildings, same harbor, same ships stopping by the pier, nothing seemed to be catching my eyes. Was it because I got used to the routine way to work? Or was it because I’ve got too used to the city I live in? As I recalled, when I was in Paris a few years ago with some friends, I was so impressed by the Eiffel Tower. It was like the prettiest thing I’d ever seen. From day time to night time, it was still the same Tower, yet I felt so differently looking at this metal infrastructure. In day time under the blue sky, the sunlight goes through the Tower and the Tower nicely matches with the white soft clouds; at night, the dark sky acts as an amazing natural background which gives prominence to the shiny Tower. Visiting the Eiffel Tower is definitely one of the must-dos for tourists in Paris, so as a tourist, I did so too. It doesn't cost you a lot to take the lift and go up to the top of the Eiffel Tower to see the beautiful view of Paris. At night, you can even see the Tower blinking with its sparkling lights in front of you, making you feel like being part of the stars in the sky. But a friend from Paris said to me, “I’ve never even gone up to the top of the Tower. Yes we Parisians know that it’s there, and that’s it. We pass by it and see it every single day and don’t really see the specialty you see.” That was kind of sad actually, don’t you think so? The beauty of the city is only seen by outsiders, and people within the city don’t even recognize that.
Back to Hong Kong, I always heard how tourists praised about this place’s night view and said it’s the Pearl of the Orient, thousands of tourists come to Hong Kong just to take a look at the. I wonder, is there something special about this Harbor which I’ve never found even though I pass by it all the time? I wish I could be like a tourist and take an angle which I’ve never tried before to look at this city. I wish to see what outsiders see in this city and learn to appreciate it more. More great stuff to read: How It's Like To Be A Person Who Feels So Deeply Why You Should Follow Your Dreams Now, Not Later An office worker is not highly paid,
but he keeps his head down and works. Off sometimes he goes to drinks to relieve his grievance and pressure. He never says a word to complain because he knows he has to raise his child. She cares and looks after her child, stays at home and does domestic works, washes dishes everyday but is never paid. She meets the teachers as they complain her child, at school, have drinks. The kid explains that he’s under pressure. He goes back home after a long-day works, she shouts at him as she smells the drinks, he’s mad and asks her not to complain, says he wants his job to be well-paid too, says he can’t any more stand the pressure. She ignores him and irons the shirts for the child. The other day before he leaves for works, he says, ‘Davy’s school fees were paid.’ She thinks he’s giving her pressure, as if saying that she knows only to complain. She doubts if he only cares about the child, gets so heated that she opens the fridge and drinks. ‘If you just do the same, the teachers will still complain!’ She has just met the teacher again and scolds her child. ‘I didn’t do wrong and I was just having drinks.’ She’s upset and regrets getting the school fees paid, ‘if you don’t behave well, you’ll have to go out for works, and I don’t care if you can’t handle the pressure!’ Davy starts to blame her as he knows she drinks too, he’s down and really wants to complain. She knows he’s spoiled as the only child, she’s living with a lot of pressure but her husband just works and works to try to be very well-paid. She is not paid to do the works, who cares? He drinks to alleviate the pressure, who knows? To complain is their child, expected? More great stuff to read: Why Feeling Disheartened Is Not A Bad Thing Sometimes How Keeping A Diary Makes My Life Better Nothing - A poem about a breakup story You held my hand tight,
tears drowned your eyes and mine, contentment’s out of the sight, was it meant to be a sign? It wasn’t a goodbye, though you’d be millions miles away, I asked why I couldn’t just smile. I look into the sky, cloudless and stars twinkling, to me the loneliness is haunting, tears in my eyes I cry. I hate to cry but can’t help weeping, I thought, to me you left was just nothing. More great stuff to read: Why Feeling Disheartened Is Not A Bad Thing Sometimes Why We Don't Feel Our City the Way We Feel For Other Cities |
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