Angel & Devil

hah ... this little punk really make me want to crying out loud, my goodness ! This one little punk, it was this little kid, who always hang out in my cafe doing nothing other that bullying me around. This little punk will drop by after his tution class and always ask for a glass of cold water before rush off to catch the school bus. And he was on to me, this kid. This relentless child would come and sit by the counter every day and demand, "Lucky ... what is this, what is that ? You should smile more ! Lucky .. can I have a glass of water please. Do you have a boyfriend ? You should wear more pink colour. You should tie you hair like this and that ? and every each and single of personal question ....

I was like back of kid ! What are you - my angel or devil ?

Every day I would try to smile at him kindly and send him away with a polite gesture, but he wouldn't quit until he got a rise out me. And inevitably, he always got a rise out of me. I remember bursting out at him once, "Hello kid, you nasty little punk, I know what I'm doing - now go Away ! He ran away laughing. Every day, after he'd gotten me to respond, he would always run away laughing. I'd usually end up laughing, too, once he was out of sight. I dreaded this persky kid and looked forward to him in equal measure. He was my only comedic break during a really tough day.

Saint Anthony once wrote having gone into desert on silent retreat and being assaulted by all manner of visions - devils and angels, both. He said, in his solitude, he sometimes encountered devils who looked like angels, and other times he found angels who looked like devils. When asked how he could tell the difference, the saint said that you can only tell which is which by the way you feel after the creature has left your company. If you are appalled, he said, then it was a devil who had visited you. If you feel lightened, it was an angel. I think I know what that little punk was, who always got a laugh out of me.

I guess that so many people came in and out of our life. If that somebody make me want to became a better person than you are my darling Angles ....

Like the Flowing River

This is one of my favourite email from Prof, I’ll just post it here as it is !

The Great Yangtze River, China flows to the Pacific Ocean passing Himalayas as a source at 5000km. The meltwater of Himalayas becomes springwater a forms a small lake.
Though it is a river like the baby, it advances in a China continent by a faltering step.

As for the river water, it doesn't understand where to go first.
It never halts though it staggers. As for water, it doesn't know how to be used though it doesn't know where to be going to flow in the future. A lot of brooks are taken while it advances in a Chinese continent and, in addition, it grows up.
It is the same as in our life. It advances without halting when the baby grows up.
It leaves, it doesn't take a rest, and it keeps flowing when the direction of the flow at which my life should aim is found. The necessary one is the one found the destination ahead if leaving.
We grow up while flowing. All of us were given right at birth to start the journey of life to flow like a river.

The success is neither tomorrow nor next year.
The future, no one is 100% predictable.
The success is NOW. The journey to success will never end.
The success is to grow up while flowing every day.

The following three appears when luck comes ….
1. It can be actually felt to have grown up tremendously because it keeps flowing.
2. The difficulty and the trouble can be overcome, and stoutness be actually felt.
3. Luck can be given to the surrounding, and it can be actually felt that gratitude is expressed.

Hmmm… felt like to transport myself to Guilin and take the Li River scenic journey, but in the mean time I’m reading “Like the Flowing River” - a collection of reflections from Paulo Coelho.