To many people, a dream is nothing..
But to me this dream which i just had while i took a rather long
afternoon nap (usually i don't take naps)..
Although the dream was repeatedly being shown to me in my sleep
over the years since i was young, there are however some changes
inside as well.
Via this dream it reminded me that Busy is an excuse to not show
care and concern towards family memebers and silbings...Inside the
dream I saw myself and my elder brother...together with our
mother...running away, trying to escape from a huge crowd out to
kill every single who stands in their way (i know it's silly) but
it's meaningful to me when i link up the whole dream which i had
just now
There my brother and I was running faster than my mother...asking
her to catch up, but in times of life and death we often neglect
some points..Her age..It was only at the verge of Death in my dream
that I picture myself seeing my brother returning back in front of
the advancing danger to help massage my mother's tired legs..
Than it came to me that I know inside me, I only have 1 mother,
once lost, will never come back to me...thus I decide that I rather
die in the dream (which looked so real to me when i was asleep)
rather than to live with the guilt of being un-fillal..
When I went back to my mom, using hp to massage her (don't laugh;
perhaps its a new technology in future) , the smile on my mother's
face was something that was shown from the bottom of her
heart..something special that money can't buy...It's being a long
time since I felt this way.. (It was only when my brother and i got
back to massage for my mom and she smiled than the advancing crowd
stopped and scattered back to their usual shelf whereas intially
they were having this aura of No Money No Talk until my brother and
I went back to help my mother to massage her tired legs...(Linking
to real-life; it's very true, how the charity are able to collect
so much funds are when they show the people who's busy working,
something which can't be bought with money - that it's worth them
spending/donating money to)
Perhaps it's due to my hectic schedule, in an attempt to work
towards the corporate ladder..I push myself too hard, to the extend
i did tuck into bed and rest, but my brain wasn't resting...as
there's no dream at all for 2 weeks..
Is it due to the cruel fact that Singapore is a No Money No Talk
Country that made me who I am before I had this dream - A guy who
looks towards $, to help let my mother have a happy retirement as
well as my friends. But after waking up from the dream, now what i
want is just to let my mother live happily, at least don't need to
rush and worry so much home chores etc...friends also, for friends,
at least we can still meet up reguarly perhaps on a yearly basis to
catch up or whatsoever..as long as it's something truthful..it's
something worth the deal..
When do we as Singaporeans have
the time to slow down our pace and look around us, the people
suffering, and lend them a helping hand? I'm gald
this dream woke me up..if not I will still be a person who looks
towards money rather than real bonding among family members and the
invisible trust of family bonding..coz it's only in danger than
will we learn to appreciate what's there in their real value -
(like when we are down and bankrupt the only people and friends
that stays are our real friends - mostly the people behind us are
our family members holding us together so dearly which we often
deem as normal..Cherish our parents and siblings they will not be
forever there to give us a helping hand..it's what i learnt from
this dream - the nightmare
Lucily i have friends around me who shares the same direction if
not i will just end up like another aimless working bee outside
with no moral values.
It's maddness - for me to start the adult life - work, travel slp,
for just 1 month is scary enough to remove my feelings and sense of
personal touch of a human...i wonder how many people out there
are still emotionally a human or just a machine only working to
clock up and meet targets..such as how many mouths to feed back at
home and negelect one another feelings.
Is it due to guys
being more rationale and girls more
emoitional that girls understands and
cherish their friends and family more than guys thus girls have
more friends that last a life-time?
Now I've though of it, i think it make some sense..