Life’s Moving Too Fast

Have you ever felt that time just passes by so fast?

Like in a blink of an eye, the events that I have been waiting for all year just whizzed past, it came and it left.

My stint in National Service ended about 5 months ago, 2 years of my life flew right by.

5 months of holidays ended today, 5 months of doing whatever I want, ended in what felt like a split second.

The ORD trip to Krabi flew by, Ramadan whizzed past, Eid came and went, Freshmen Orientation Camps done and dusted.

It almost felt as if those events did not really happen, it even felt as if they were just a fragment of my imagination.

I’m glad that we live in this era where photographs and videos are the norm, where we are able to capture memories and events that we love, immortalising them because if not for photographs, I would even convince myself that those events that pass by didn’t really happen.

Maybe it is just me.

I believe that we need to learn to experience the moment itself as it is happening and not to be caught up by documenting the event/memory through video and photographs. However, this does not mean that we totally abandon documenting. Instead, prioritise experiencing the moment over the photo or the video.

All those events that I’ve experienced left me with a wonderful memory that I can keep. A memory that cannot be seen or heard in photographs or videos but a memory that my mind personally keeps. Those photographs and videos are just but a supplement to my memory, a way for me to relive the moment and recall all those that I’ve experienced.

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A Place We Cherish

Do you have a place that you cherish with all your heart? Your childhood home, the park near your house or your school? Do you have that kind of place? I know I do. One of those places is my secondary school. It is a typical school with facilities that you would usually find in any other school such as an indoor sports hall, a field and a gym. It does not have anything spectacular about it but I still cherish it. I cherish it not for what the school had to offer but I cherish it because of the memories made in the halls. I cherish the memories that the classrooms carry, the memories that

It is a typical school with facilities that you would usually find in any other school such as an indoor sports hall, a field and a gym. It does not have anything spectacular but I still cherish it. I cherish it not for what the school had to offer but I cherish it because of the memories made in the halls. I cherish the memories that the classrooms carry, the memories that the canteen reminds me of, the memories that I can recall from each nook and cranny. It is the memories that were made there which makes my secondary school a place that I cherish. Now, whenever I walk those corridors and look into the classrooms, I remember all the fun I had, all the laughter and drama that happened.

A place that we cherish holds a lot of sentimental and emotional value, it is the nostalgia that comes with it that makes us feel attached to it, a certain longing for it.

To me, the places that I cherish will always have a place in my heart and when I am to visit them again in the future, I am sure that all those memories of the past will come flooding back in.