Twenty years

This watch stopped twenty years ago.



You would have been very proud of me now.



人大了　方知天有幾高
停下了　方知找了彎路
時日太快　無知的小孩一晚長大　
咬緊拳頭不怕捱　青蔥歲月會跑得很快　

爸，in memory of you .... I grew up .... and I turned out pretty well too.



From your beloved son, 阿康


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Sigh ...

I was asked to chauffeur a woman and her son to Genting Highlands. This is no ordinary trip for this is her last wish before she passes on. It does not cost a bomb to do this and yet, we have to wait because sponsorship is not approved. Now, we've got the sponsorship, but we cannot go anymore because her condition has turned bad. Sigh ...

Uncertainty

Why is there fear of uncertainty? Is it because there is desire for certainty? I have been chasing after this and that all these years ... and when I say I want to be at peace with myself and all around me like where I am now, I'm still chasing, isn't it? When I draw a house together with mountains and a river on an A4, the location of the house is up on the mountains overlooking the river, which to me represents peace and serenity. Well, I am a city person and I can't live in the mountains. The point is this: When I was drawing, I did not picture myself already in the house, overlooking the river but as something to look forward to. Although I am in peace now, there is still much more to do, to achieve, with family, work, everything else. There you go ... I'm chasing. After what? Isn't it true that uncertainty is the only certainty?

白い恋人達

A cover version by Ken Hirai. It's as good as the original by Kuwata Keisuke. In fact this version is more sombre. The first few lines remind me of my sadness ... the reason why I left my job and started travelling. First stop, Japan. Winter snow ... the serenade ... the smile of an angel ... and celebrate ...

如果。愛

Angel

I have talked to June (not her real name) three times, and in the most recent conversation, she lit up .....

Me: I'm glad you're feeling great now. You're coming out of the rot.
June: Yes, thank god (her fingers crossed). Thank you.
Me: Thank yourself too ..... you made it happen.

No, I'm not her angel. Instead, it's the other way round. I will always be thankful to June, and many others who have shared their stories with me. Each of them is unique in their own ways. I realised that in every story, there are angels. But because they are invincible to the naked eyes, we don't see them easily. However, they will certainly appear when we are determined and persistent enough to look, not only around us, but also inside us .....

In the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

讀愛

I miss this fella's voice. After several years, he has finally released a new album. This song is his typical love ballad, 80's style. Reminds me of my high school days ...... all the love bugs that have bitten all around ,the innocence and naivety, till death do us apart kinda thing ...... Reminds me of all the waterfalls, mountains and beaches that our group has been to .... and belting out all his romantic numbers along the way ......... NOSTALGIA!!