An Ode, to my Dead Bonsai.

Oh, woe is me,
And my absent-minded head,
Didn't care for my bonsai,
And now you're dead.

Bought you in a store,
In that place, Mid-Valley,
How could I say no to you,
When you cost only RM 9.90?

Brought you back to my room,
And named you Green Leafy,
For that's the name of my cat,
(Or was it Fluffy?)

I promised to feed you daily,
And give you the sun,
Expose for ten minutes,
Then water you once.

But then I got busy,
Way into the night,
So instead of the sun,
You get fluorescent light.

One day I got up,
And to horror I see,
You are no longer green,
You are brown, 'dah mati'.

I hope you are happy,
And in heaven somehow,
Where angels water you,
For eternity now.

In the future, in heaven,
I hope I take care of you well,
But until then, my dear bonsai,
This is farewell.

On Getting BAck on My Feet

For the past few months, I have not been myself. Something came over me, something which I cannot control, for I have no knowledge, or experience to handle it.

And I got burnt.

Honestly, it was the most painful event in my life, yet. The feeling of despair came over me, and I do not feel that I am worthy of anything at all. No one is to be blamed, but I did burden myself with it for a while.

But time passes. And the pain isn't that painful anymore. And a revelation came, where I realised that there is something beyond this. Life. My life.

Only now do I see that there is something in store for me in the future. The Japan Project. The opportunity to compete in international debate competitions. The chance to study in London. Or Tokyo. Or Lisbon. My career as a lecturer. Visit the world. Find new friends. Or anything else that the Good God has not revealed to me yet. And my worth is re-established.

For all of this, I have no regrets for the past few months. I'm back on my feet, and I will no longer show weakness.