Dear Mandy,

Well... =)

"It is not day" Romeo Montague said to Juliet Capulet after they had spent their first, and sadly, last night together. "It is not day", Romeo proclaimed, though the sun was shining through the windows, and the rooster had cried dawn. "It is not day", Romeo insisted, though the Capulet guards were up and patrolling. "It is not day", Romeo pleaded, though he knew that his name was out on the streets, and he had been cast into exile. "It is not day", Romeo whispered, knowing that he had precious moments left with his wife, perhaps even the last moments.

"It is not day"
4 simple words, but used in a situation where it means so much. Where else could one bequeath such emotions? Where else could one possibly imagine that four simple words could encompass into it denial, love, desire, regret and perhaps, to a certain extent defiance?

"It is not day"
When simple moments are taken away.. when you see before you what you have lost... you want to proclaim "it is not day". You want to take back what was lost, you want to believe that perhaps, it really isn't day. That the sun that shines through the window in your face is really fake. That you really have a few more moments.. that you feel that... life shouldn't be this way.

"It is not day"
But soon enough, you have to realise... what has happened. And as the music gently fades away, pretty soon, all that's left is to pick yourself up, and walk away. Because it's no longer in your hands... it's in God's hands. Because you've done what you can... and whatever happens is now up to God.

"It is not day"
I believe that God can make things better if He wants to. Thus... I believe that "it is not day", because it really isn't the end of what God wants to do. Thus... perhaps we shouldn't say "it is not day", but instead... we should say "it is not time." Not our time, but God's time.

What will you choose to say?

"It is not time, God's time."

Dear Mandy..

It's been a while.. but I think it's been quite an incredulous learning journey. =)

Met up with some of my beloved 20th SC yesterday.. and my goodness, it was so good! Edrei, Joel Lee, Sara, Hui Zhi, Kristy mei... it was a good reminiscing of times past, and perhaps, for some, a new promise of  a new beginning. I've began to really cherish these moments a lot, because I realise that as we all gradually move on in life, we become increasingly busier, especially living in the Singapore context. But it's that one meet up, that cause us to step momentarily back to our more carefree days, being much of who we are. But we also realise how each of us have grown, matured, and even changed slightly. But this lovely clique of mine remain at large the same.. joking, merry and still close. I'm glad. =)

It really makes me think of my own Council days... that though JC was one of the toughest periods of my life thus far.. it was also one of the more memorable, if not the most memorable. Perhaps a bittersweet season.. but as I reflect about it, definitely more sweet than bitter. =)

 I do love my 20th SC Councillors.. =)