Forgetting Christmas

christmas 2007

christmas 2007 (Photo credit: paparutzi)

Every 25th of the twelfth month, we celebrate the birth of a magnificent figure who once walked the earth. ‘Was he divine, or a mere man?’, many debated. No matter the signs he bore, or represented, we all knew he was the reason many have found faith. He had walked the earth for everyone, yet not everyone had walked the earth for Him. However the differences, He preached peace.


Despite such a fact many Christians are fed with since birth, not many remember. Younger generations are more fascinated with the idea of ‘Santa Clause’. Advertising agents perhaps, profit per se on it. For those who be reminded with St. Nicholas, he or she be blessed. Yet even so, it is easy to encounter one who has no thought of such a figure, instead a round bellied red coated old man, who descends upon chimneys, and rob many off their cookies and glasses of milk.


Acceded it be a good childhood story, many still forget the purpose of such a jolly occasion. If seen through the window of a 21st century, all you could see is many who prefer distance from families, sharing, and sacrifices.


Christmas is perhaps summarized best with a single word, ‘love’. Love, be it to family or friends, or even strangers that we have every rights to ignore, yet chose not to. Withal, as effortful as can be, it is of hardship to find such a scene amongst the ones who acknowledge Christmas. Be it absorbed by time through shifts of eras, it is significant for one to understand its celebration.


We must never forget Christmas.



Quote of the Day

Everyone has come a long way, but one should never forget where he comes from. Success now is important, but the road leading to it is the lesson. After all, life is about learning from lessons.

by Dwayne C. Fischer

Buddhism Today: Listen, but not Wavered

English: Wind Beaten Tree, near to Palnackie, ...

English: Wind Beaten Tree, near to Palnackie, Dumfries And Galloway, Great Britain. An old gnarled tree bent by the strong winds blown in from the coast. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Listening, is perhaps the most important and efficient method to learn. Take for example, the sounds of the wind let us know the weather, and gives us the idea to judge the weather, yet the winds do not learn anything from us. This can be better portrayed in a classroom, where a silent and diligent boy will learn more than that of a opposite.

However, how do we listen? We all know that, what we see and listen may not be the truth, then how is this the best way to learn? When we listen, what we get may not be the truth, but it gives us an entity to understand. We can listen to something that is untrue, yet learn the fact that there is the existence of such an idea, and we learn the lesson from it.

Nevertheless, everything exists with the opposite. Of course there is a setback. When we listen attentively, we tend to lean towards accepting, and not understanding. Acceptance is good, however acceptance without full understanding is dangerous. This way, our mind is open to pollution without our control.

Therefore, it is important that we listen, yet not wavered. Be like the trees. Standing still, blown by winds. Leaves may drop, branches may bend, yet as firm as it stood, it will not move. What the trees get, are lessons, left behind by winds.

When we listen, and see, we open our hearts, ears, and our eyes. Bear in mind that, our minds stay still. Just like the trees, they may lose their branches and leaves, but as long as they are alive and standing, they will not be moved. We can feel with our hearts, hear and see untrue or true things with our ears and eyes, yet our minds stay still. We accept through understanding, and not just acceptance alone, bending to any entities set out to bend us.

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Quote Of The Day

‘Raising a child is like planting a tree. If you have a stick there to support it too often, it will grow to lean on it, not straight. When it is already a grown tree, you can’t change how it decides to branch out. Provide enough, and don’t chop off unwanted branches if you don’t want to hurt it.’ – Dwayne C. Fischer

If Only I Could Be Half The Man My Grandfather Was

"The Favorite" - Grandfather and Gra...

“The Favorite” – Grandfather and Grandson – “Ο Αγαπημένος του Παππού” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

At his late 70s, he still kept working and refused to take any retirement. No, my grandfather did not have a family to feed. All his children turned out well and has enough money for him. Yet, he worked, because he never wanted to be anyone’s burden. Contradictory, he even provide for his grandchildren.

Most of my childhood, I have spent with my grandfather. However, as I was still young back then, I never showed any appreciation. I never told him that I love him.

Back in the days, when I was only 7, he will never let me go hungry. Because my parents are busy working class people, they never had time to walk or drive me home from school. He never minded, to tire himself to do what is best for his family. None of us (me and my cousins) ever get left behind whenever our parents are busy. He will always be there to compensate what our parents cannot do for us.

At times, he would surprise me with my favourite food. He would just stand there, and stare at me while I enjoy the food. I guess he just wanted to see all of us happy. So I just turned to him and smile all the time, letting him know I am happy with what he did. He would just nod, in satisfaction.

He is by far, the fairest person I have ever known. He never let any one of his grandchildren to fall behind, or to lead. He was always so determined to make sure that we all are provided equally so that we will never quarrel and to build a strong family bond. Whenever one of us had an awesome new toy, he will try his very best to get each of his grandchildren the equal piece of toy.

He is also a man of principles. He lived his life as disciplined as possible. Back then, everyone would gather around for dinner everyday. He would catch up with all of us. He was always concerned with all of us. Everything is just right, with him around.

Perhaps, what makes me proud is that, he eventually adopted a couple of poor kids. They are not any younger than his very own children. Now they are all grown up, successful, and most importantly, they grew up with a family, thanks to him.

Unfortunately, everyone grows old. I was then 15, and I had to deal with his departure. In fact, at the day of his death, he drove to visit us. Yes, at the age of 15, I did not spend as much time with him as I did when I was younger.

We stopped needing him to drive or walk us home from school, because we are “grown up” enough to do on our own. If only we were not so “grown up”, we would have spent as much time as we could with him. But, how would we know what we lose, until we lose them? He was so healthy. Yet, on the day of his death, he was able to drive all the way to visit us.

We were all devastated on the day of his death. Everyone could not have gotten to where they are without him. Even before his death, he had left a will, not of his property and money, but his message to all of us. Telling us how we should live our lives, and that family comes first.

Grandfather helping the grandchildren with the...

Grandfather helping the grandchildren with their homework (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

During his funeral, I could not even shed a tear, because I just could not accept the fact that he is gone. I have yet to show him that I could be somebody one day. I have yet to show him that, all his effort and love for me had not gone to waste.

It is now 6 years after his passing. Now all I have is his photos to remember him by. If only I had spent more time with him, and let him know that he did a great job to keep his family. Things are just not the same anymore without him but, he will always be in our hearts.

Since I have grown up quite a lot the past years, those who remember him would at times tell me I am just like him. Every time I hear that, I would smile. My only hope is that I would grow up to be half the man he was. How I wish he is still here, to help me and be there when things are just getting harder as I grow up. Grandpa, I miss you.

Quote Of The Day

Everyone is born with each a specific set of various traits. Smart and stupid is not one of them. Therefore, no one is born smart, or stupid.

by Dwayne C. Fischer

Tale Of A Poet Behind The 8 Ball

der arme Poet / the poor poet

der arme Poet / the poor poet (Photo credit: pittigliani2005)

You lock yourself in a dark room,

at this point, it is of no point,

that what if it is a sunny day.

Let it rain instead, you thought.


Phone rang, doorbells as well,

neither one would worth answering.

Closing in on all,

’twas such a good plan, to not plan.


It was not all like this back then,

when you could still see green patches,

when you could still see sunrise,

when you could still feel security.


Regrets, so much, so unbearable.

What if I could turn it all back,

that question you cannot stop asking.

‘Buy’ had became ‘Bought’.


Spend, spending, spent.

Just like tenses, tales of time,

an indisputable timeline.

A lesson well learned indeed.


For the hundredth time, perhaps,

plenty tried to reach into your thick shell.

Finally, though, you answered,

“Leave me alone, my wallet is empty.”