Life is like a candle, for the initial spark is usually inspirational and even miraculous to most. Well, from here, the compassionate envision the heaven, mild and reachable, present and appreciative. There are times when I smile, times when I labour, times when the joy is captivated in praises and celebration.
Yes, I am on the theme of success. Every acorn sow the evanescene of a forest. Every effort is like a bridge between the conservative Asia across the Pacific to the compassionate America. In simple light, every effort is worth the endeavour. In more specific realisation, each effort is manifest as an appreciation of love, for a constructive life in joy rendering perfection. This implicate that each effort forward a cause for excellence and if rewarded is antecedental, and in alternative realisation, does surmount the truth of uplifting inspiration for all.
This reminds me of a friend, whose heart is heuristically compassionate, whose effort is consistent and whose respect is inertia wise improved. His name is Samuel, one of the wisest and smartest person in Hwa Chong, and who went to Yales. Yes, his grades are among the highest, yet what I respect about him is his compassionate and well found attitute towards a balance life. A praiseworthy virtue is, in spite of his success, is his humble nature and friendliness to all.
I learnt the art of efficiency through the years by perspiration and positivistic building. The idea now is to maintain the forward inertia and incline towards supporting the holy, loving God and manifesting inspired worth to value add more beautiful inspiration. The journey is to be in kind convention, good conduction and effort inspired wonder. Once you have the spice, the next correct realisation is to serve humanity in a niche that reflects mutual consent and compassion, and the keynesian formulation is to maintain the reputation, retain the talent and add quality to the fountain of love. Smile when the sun is up, cheer when the rain is upon, and the summation of positive effort is the suspension of love, suspection of goodness and the sustenance of virtues for generations to come. I realise that amidst the climactic resonation and love donation, my friend has weathered life pretty well and seasoned his talent in foreign land. We may be human, humble from the origin, yet let cling on to our hope and do only positive service until the rest.
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