10th September 2007
Monday


Life is short. I recall a conversation I had with a taxi driver. He said something which I really agreed. Life is short. We spend our whole life studying and working. And before you know it, Mr Death is knocking on your door. Death is not a fearsome thing. At least to those suffering, death is a way out. A final sigh of relief as the pain ends. A detachment of the soul from the physical pain that the body goes through.

A friend of mine has had his direct relative passed away recently. I went to the wake just now. Despite the loss that he has experienced, he seemed strong and controlled. Kudos to the strength he shown.

Anyway, my instrument is kind of fucked up. Tomorrow I have to bring it for servicing. This is what happens when you fail to nip the problem in the bud. Small problems eventually evolve into bigger problems and give rise to more issues. Lesson learnt.

Looking forward to the day where I can perform with ease again. But till that time, I pray that I will be blessed with the discipline to follow a strict practice routine.

On a random note, try and find the Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody" and listen to it. It really is a nice song.

"Each Man has one attempt at life."
-Han Yong