In Search of the Passion

It has been really a while that I didn't put anything on this blog - ever since the commencement of my work three and a half months ago.. Life has turned to be hectic since then and it still is.

One important reason for which i didn't update this blog is because my job as journalist is basically about writing.. I write a lot in English in the office and thus I want a break from that when I come back home.. I do update my French blog though as I have to keep my French level from deteriorating - I don't have much chance to speak French nowadays.

In addition to that, the readership of this blog is not very exciting.. Ultimately i am using a French host site to run a weblog in English, so nobody is to blame..

Nevertheless, I have finally decided to revive this zombie space.. The reason being is I want to express myself - lost, perplexed and melancholic young Chinese who wants to simply embrace different cultures but finds himself trapped in this dull land called Palau Singapura..

Yes, it's the new era for this blog.. and I will always try to keep the morale... life ought to be beautiful.. it's our moral obligation to make this happen..

October 1st, 1949, Mao Zedong announced the creation of the People's Republic of China. Since then, this day has become the National Day of the most populated country in the world, and one of the most celebrated festival on the vast land of this country and in the heart of the Chinese nationals who live overseas. A rich and developped homeland gives us, those who live in foreign lands, a strong sentiment of confidence and patriotism.

Recently, in order to promote tourism and domestic consumption, the Chinese government adopted the "Golden Week" policy, which gives the Chinese three weeks of holidays each year, which take place around Chinese New Year, The Labour Day and The National Day. Since the National Day "Golden Week" lies in autumn, the pleasant climate makes travel easier and more comfortable. In particular, the Mid-Autumn Festival lies within this week as well this year: the festival marks the family reunion which is absolutely vital in Chinese philosophy.  Thus the people who work outside their hometown are more likely to travel back to reunite with their family.

This year, a prevision gives a figure of 334 million which is the estimated number of travellers on the roads all across China during this "Golden Week". Although the overloaded transport system is bothering people, the reunions are always pleasant and full of happiness.  

It's the first time in 6 years that I celebrate this festival in my homeland. I am so content for having this great opportunity.

And I wish, to all the Chinese, a happy national day!!

Vive la Chine!

The nature

I went out jogging this evening, after finding out that it was really not sure spending all my time looking for a job.

I am living now in a condominium just next to a rive (yes it's a real river) which goes through the north-east of Singapore. On the other bank there is a forest, i don't know the area of the forest but it's really colorful and picturesque: the leaves, the flowers, the fruits.... Behind that there is an airbase i guess. The fighters make lots of noise, nevertheless sometimes we can see interesting things.. like last Friday I saw a parachuting exercise from just the window of my room. It was really pleasant seeing the chutes in the sky...

Since I went out in the evening, normally there is nothing interesting to see on the river or the forest, in contrary sometimes it's a bit scary, especially when i am jogging towards the north where i could find nobody and the lights don't work well sometimes.

So this time I decided to run towards the south.

While getting out of the estate, I saw some ripples in the river and there were some small white things jumping out of the water and falling back again. Were those fish? The fish were jumping? I was not sure.. But yes, it could only be fish.  Really a lot of them, it was immense, it was enormous...  They move slowly towards the south along the river... So was I... I was really glad accompanying them and being a witness of this natural phenomenon.

Soon the jogging route became narrow, the river as well... and the water started to stink.. I have known immediately that it was the city which was approaching me...

Lots of cars were circulating on the roads nearby... the people inside didn't know there was an enormous mouvement happening in the water next to them... Maybe they didn't need to know.. Their life, it's of business, of money and so on...

In Singqporem although the government has made lots of effort towards the conservation of the nature through the parks, natural reserves etc... Nevertheless, the Nature preserved is no longer Natural... Since we can't see how nature develops, how the species evolute... What we could see are only isolated small places, which give an illusion that there is still nature here. (I went to Bukit Timah (Lead Mountain) a couple of days ago with MM, DH and ZM. I didn't feel pleasant about the reserve since anyway it was just a small place totally submerged in the city and we could see nothing but weekend trekkers). This is not the nature that i would perceive.

I decided to come back and not to jog towards the south anymore. It was then I saw an legion of ants marching on the concrete pavement... more than 10 metres long and it was really enormous... They were marching, without knowing about the concrete pavement and they didn't need to know. when the environment changes, they adapt themselves towards the change.. simply... without asking why this change has happened and why the road they had been walking on for years doesn't exist anymore... They don't try to ask for a reason of being in this world...

But we, the human beings, do. We are always looking for a reason.  perhaps that's why our life becomes complicated and sometimes miserable.. Nevertheless we still dedicate our time to this endless search... Since we are the most intelligent beings on this planet, we have the right to know the reason for being.

When i was finally reaching my estate, the water nearby had always calmed. I could see no more fish jumping. Suddently, a bird, a beautiful bird, all white, with long beak, flying out of the water, leaving the ripples spreading.. It was flying, it was singing...

How nice it was!!

Friends of the past

I took a nap before dinner.. and I had this dream:
"I was aroused finding out that there were lots of people in my flat... i was astonished since lots of them were once my close friends, with whom I don't keep contacts anymore... LJ, a guy whom I did visit once every two weeks when i was in my first year of the university... CXD, the guy with whom i played Chinese chess almost daily, when i was in junior high school... WXF, one of my best friends in primary school, we always went out during weekends and were wild and crazy playing in the countryside..
i don't have contact with any of them... I don't know why but it is the truth.. LL proposed once her theory of "Friends of the past".. I agree to this.. As the time passes, the people change... Of my best friends, some of them will become "Friends of the past" eventually.. and the others will be lifelong friends...
So which type of friends will you be?


Paris