"It matters not how long we live, but how"
In Tioman Island, Malaysia, on 26 September 2008, one smart colleague of mine, Mrs. Algie shared this joyous statement that later left me in silence as load of truthfulness implied in this simple sentence
While I was trying hard to digest the full meaning of this sentence, my brain was emptied by a series of cracking vista decorated by crawling sunset and shiny waves that cut my lungs
Suddenly I realised that my life was perfectly decorated to enjoy the most of Tioman Island
In later minutes, Mrs. Algie -once again- asked me whether "Is that true that how we live our life matters most?", I then agreed and smiled
(I'm happy to learn that I've chosen a path to live my life to the fullest with "how")
(I'm happy to learn that age may wrinkle our face but I'll never let myself loosen up with
wish to find the best "how" to live my life)
(I'm happy to learn that lack of enthusiasm would wrinkle my soul so I must shun it in this life)
In Tioman Island I learnt something, a decent insight to confirm my tenet that "with whom" and "how" are the most ingredients keys to my utter happiness
Thank you Tioman Island for the good laughter, decent food and pouring lagers
Thank you Tioman Island for two nights where all of us were blended into oneness
Thank you Tioman Island
(Deep down in my heart I do still believe that Bali has still loads to offer)
Tuesday, 30 September 2008
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