(This boy was kinda cute. He came from a big and destitute family. When his mother dropped by the office, he would run into my room first. I'd wash his hands slowly and give him a candy before he goes playing. Everytime I wash his hands, I realize my hands are bigger and they are getting older...ahaha. It also hit me that his hands are so small and vulnerable. I could see in his eyes that he felt so secure under this pair of bigger and older hands. It's not how big your hands can carry the heart, but how big it could touch the heart.)When everyone was so pessimistic about their future in view of the current global situation, there is a group of people who come up to launch an event called Project Hope. I am particularly impressed when I heard about this project with the theme of THIS CHRISTMAS, DO HOPE from someone who came from a different religious background but shares the same interest, that is HOPE. It's always interesting to read Marina M's blog. This at least shows some spirit of one Malaysia, or rather many people with one spirit.
Of late, the political situation has gone downstream with people disagreeing with each other and spelling out words which literally hurt others. Deep down we are still the same, made of flesh and blood. At times I wonder, am I so different from you. At times I wonder if this is really my home. At times I asked myself why, why and why. And the reason remains unknown.
When people are busy submerging themselves in the rat race, sometimes I would take a back sit and look around. I like to observe and slowly digesting the facts of life. There is so much about life that we have yet to explore or realize. Take this for example.
The Consumers Association of Penang (CAP) says Malaysians throw away more than 10 tonnes of leftover food every day — yet others are struggling to feed the hungry during Christmas. While you are enjoying your food tonight, may you feel blessed as there are hundreds more out there who are still hungry. And I am glad that there are certain kind-hearted quarters who took the effort to feed these needy without a fee. read here. What I am more impressed is that they don't choose which skin colour to help, and that is what you really call one human spirit.
Instead of ranting about life, and complaining that there's no hope which will change your life better, why not consider of creating a hope for others. My assistant who is leaving next month told me that she was feeling embarrassed for receiving gifts and departure advice from me but has nothing done in return. But that didn't really matter at all. I told her what matters is that she would continue to work with her heart and keep the giving spirit going on. It doesn't have to be material. Just a simple hand or ears can bring such a difference to people.
So when people don't believe in miracles, try creating one for others. The cycle will go on and on and one day you will find miracle lying on your path. It's really a sad thing that grown ups believing less about miracles, unlike during childhood when santa would really bring presents to them. That's why children are a happy lot.
There are so many programs out there which support the idea of giving, including Oprah's Big Give program which was really an eye-opener. But if you choose to close your eyes and not to know or even bother of the outside world, you are actually deterring a big part of humanity in you. It's always not too late to cultivate this value.
So, at this holiday seasons, let's open our arms and embrace a better tomorrow. People ask if I really celebrate it. Well, I celebrate almost any festivals, it's not the religion part but rather to celebrate the spirit of togetherness. I have so far received 3 presents for this month, a tie from Amy, a gift from Aunt Ally which she bought during her China trip last month, Aunt Polly for her durians freshly packed and sent to the office. Ok, this has nothing to do with Xmas, just some nice gestures. And yes, none of them expect anything from me in return. Shall get them something when I return from a trip soon.
Until then, keep on giving! Hohoho....
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