...chicken and duck...

...upon return from kaohsiung, i was overwhelmed with energy and dynamic perseverance to begin my days with a high profile of dedication. i was full of energy; wanting to ensure that every bit of me works to the best. recent turbulence in the place i spend most of my time in has caused alot negative energy to flow within and without. the tsunami has begun. the epicentre is still quite far from humankind, striking only on the islands around the epicentre. a few island has saw the effect of this high profile wave and its a matter of time when it reaches the end; splashing itself on the shore where we shall see the beachgoers suffer from immense trauma. if just the two walls down under the ocean floor don't crack and split!!!

if you have the time, please read the story below. it helps to strenghten the ties between people and stop the tsunami from happening...

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...once there was a newly wed couple went for a walk together in the park on one fine summer evening after dinner. they were having so much fun time being together in the park until they heard a sound in the distance: “quack quack”

listen, said the wife, “that must be a chicken”
“no, no. that was a duck” said the husband.

“no, no. i am sure that was a chicken,” she said.
“impossible. chickens go cock-a-doodle-doo. ducks go quack quack. that’s a duck, dear he said with signs of irritation.

“quack quack”, it went again.

“see it is a duck”, he said.
“no dear. that is a chicken. i am positive it is a chicken”, she asserted.

“listen, wife. that is a duck. d-u-c-k. duck. got it?!” he said angrily.
“but it’s a chicken”, she protested.

and it went quack quack again.
before he can say anything again, the wife was almost in tears, said, “that’s a chicken, dear”

the husband saw the tears in her eyes welling up and suddenly remembered why he had married her. his face softened and he said gently, “sorry dear. i think you must be right. that is indeed a chicken”

“thank you darling”, she said and they continued their journey in the park together again.
quack quack, came the sound again through the woods as they continued their walk in the park together holding their hands even tighter.

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the moral of the story is that, who cares whether it is a chicken or a duck? it is not important to bother if that was a chicken or a duck. but what is more important is their harmony together; that they could enjoy the fine summer evening together walking in the park.

when we remember the story, we will remember our priorities. what are our priorities here? it’s more important to have a wonderful walk in the park together with peace and quiet than to have an argument over chicken and duck. how many of us always argue over chicken and duck issues? how many of us have gone thru many separations because of chicken and duck issues? how many of us do remember our priorities, our passion or goals than to fight over chicken and duck issues.

more importantly, how many of us are able to say i am sorry just to get over the chicken and duck issues and have a journey together, building a greater foundation and solid environment. the most difficult word to say is i am sorry. the toughest thing to do is to give in.
if we can remember our priorities and understand the nature of life, we can enjoy a walk in the park happily and everyone else happy. who cares if it is a chicken or a duck.