BORED, DEFINITELY


I know it spells desperately of boredom when you're up to blogging 3 entries in a single day.

It has only been the 4th day of my 3-months-long vacation, and already, I'm bored to death. It feels so strange, having nothing to do day after day. It's as though my life is stagnating like still waters. I want to do something and be useful!!! But I can't look for a job, given that I've camps for SCAMP for almost 2 weeks in the month of June, as well as school attachment in late June - July. The only feasible idea is to take up more tuition assignments. Gosh, pray that the tuition agency calls me up soon.


Anyway, I was reading the Strait Times earlier, when a particular article caught my eyes. Turns out that Ms. M.S. has been awarded some prestigious award. And yes, I agree that she totally deserves it too. The passion and love that she has, it's rare to personally feel and witness something so real and genuine. And man, has she changed. She looks sooo different since the last time I saw her during the training sessions, which is like, a year ago.

Reading the article reminded me of that love, that main motivation, which seemed to have faded after being subjected to the passage of time. It's not just a weekly routine, an obligation, or even a duty. Rather, it's about helping others; especially when they're so unfairly stigmatized by society and cut off from the world.
It's about reaching out and touching those who are shunned, to let them know that they're still loved and cared for.
It's about bringing hope and love into their darkness, when they feel so overwhelmed by the facts of life.
It's about being a friend and offering a listening ear, when they have no one to share their burdens with. When they need to get something off their chest. When they just need to talk.
It's about giving them a much-needed human touch, something which even any normal person on the streets hanker so hungrily after.
It's about offering support and rendering encouragements when things look grim.
It's about making their lives more bearable and happier.
It's about letting them know that they're being treated as an equal.



Oh yes, that main reason.

It's not a duty or a ritual or a routine or an obligation. It should NOT be something which I drag my feet to.


Recharge me.
Teach me to love them as You do.