12.58 on a bright Sunday

I did try to be always positive about things but somehow i can never detached myself from worries, concerns and more worries. What's wrong with me actually? I lived a better life compared to most people, do not have to worry about food, roof over my head and etc... and yet I find myself always unhappy....

12.37pm...i was running late for an appointment and dashing out the house like a wind, thought I could live behind a rather moody and unpleasant morning but I failed. I failed terribly trying to get rid of mom's crying voices over the phone. She was upset...and for someone who is not really worth the tears. But I guess she is as fragile as me... taking my things in her own hands and trying hard to be strong..

12.58... a loud bang and there i am crashing into a cement mixer....my mind were literaly blank before that loud bang and I realised that throughout the drive I was just thinking about mom....and her episode....

I guess it serves as a wake up call for me....life is really very fragile and I might be gone in that split seconds.....

Cherish my life is what I am going to be doing from this moment onwards...

Let go....

I had a chat with R again tonight on our de-facto communication tool, the well loved MSN. We spoke about business, about life and about philosophy of life. Often, we have our own ways of doing things and our own philosophy, be it teachings from religion, parent, grandfather/mother, teaches and etc...

Do we really have to follow a certain philosophy in our live ???