Coffee_Soul Corner

          I’ve been so busy lately, that I almost forget this touching and inspiring moment.

          I was alone waiting for bus at a station. Along came a young mother and her daughter, sitting on the bench next to me. I guess the daughter is not more than 4 years old, really cute and adorable, two little ponytail swinging as she walked. The mother sat the little girl on the bench, took out 2 buns and started eating with her. The little girl happily took her bun and licked the layer of icing ontop of the bun, totally enjoying herself in her own little world.   

          The mother was eating her own bun too, but eyes never leaving her daughter.  As the daughter looked up and smile at her mom, the mother looked back and returned her with a very loving smile. Suddenly my eyes were tearful (can you believe me?), deeply touched by just that simple smile (thank God I was wearing my sunglass). What a wonderful sight that was! I was witnessing such a beautiful moment… such a beautiful world of two! Just that smile, you can feel the unlimited interaction between the two souls; you can feel the selfless love that was surrounding them. And as I was watching them, I imagined the coming days: daughter growing up… having her own friends… having her own life… getting married… having her own children; while the mother, growing old, but the loving smile never fades whenever she thinks of her little daughter…

          Haven’t we all had that moment before? When we were still so young and liked to cuddle in our parents’ arms? When we would chuckle so loud when we were lifted up high? When nobody else we would want to turn to when we fell but our parents?

          They may be naggy and grumpy today; they may be demanding and controlling at times.

          But… Remember that once upon a time, a very loving smile used to appear…

          And that was the starting of a never-ending, never-dying love…

P.S. It may not be anything special to anyone… but…

I guess I’m missing home.

          The other day, I was walking alone to the university. Along the journey there were parents walking with their babies in their arms, or in the prams. The anti-war mother, Cindy Sheehan suddenly came into my mind, and I had this thought: What if GB and OBL were childhood friends?

          My imagination started to go wild. I saw GB and OBL playing video games and jigzaw puzzle together; saw them sharing their ice-cream and chocolate together; saw 2 little babies, with different skin colour, different language, different culture, but the same naive and innocent laughter.

          Will they still be enemies today if they were childhood friends? Would 911 still happened and Iraq war still triggered if they had known each other since they were toddles, where they didn’t know nothing else but, toys and ice-cream?

          Yeah, maybe I’m too short sighted. I coudn’t see what could be the consequences if whatever attacks were not carried out by whoever to stop whatever else destructive to happen. Don’t care what are the noble reasons behind these disputes (and of course, not to mention those un-noble ones). This is all about us, isn’t it? Then what is the point of preventing something destructive by doing something else destructive???

          I once had a friend told me, "It’s a process. The world is too full. Somebody’s got to sacrifice."

          And I asked, "But what if you are that somebody?"

          He said, "Then too bad. It’s destiny."

          I guess my IQ could never understand that.