My tribute to the Legendary King of Pop - Michael Jackson

As a boy growing up, one can't help but to hear Michael's music being played on the airwaves. I still remember the first song I heard which was Thriller. Back then the album was the Best Selling Album in history and it still is with over 109 Million copies sold. After that he just keeps coming up with hits after hits all of which top the No. 1 chart. I'm awed by his musical genius and the way he reinvents music. One can say that today's music was derived from Michael Jackson. RnB, Hip Hop, Pop all of which came from MJ. Today's dance was also derived from MJ. I still remember his famous Moonwalk that made way for Breakdancing, Hip-Hop dance and so on. And who could forget his gravity defying 45 degrees forward leaning.

MJ's life wasn't all rosey and peachey. Far from that, he had a troubling childhood, the media would always make him out to a wacko, which in my sincere opinion is totally false and then there were people who took advantage of his caring nature. I sincerely implore all of you who reads this blog to head to this website and watch all the 9 videos and not to pass judgement without first understanding him. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xvhwWDCV9Bo

I'm a fan of his music and his passing meant a huge loss to the music scene. I am glad he was able to embrace Islam before his passing and may he find solitude and respite in death. May Allah shower his soul with His Benevolence - Ameen.

Red roses were her favourites,
her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them,
tied with pretty bows.

The year he died, the roses were
delivered to her door.
The card said, "Be my Valentine",
like all the years before.

Each year he sent her roses,
and the note would always say,
"I love you even more this year, than
last year on this day.

My love for you will always grow,
with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time that
the roses would appear.

She thought, he ordered roses in
advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know, that
he would pass away.

He always liked to do things early,
way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything
would work out fine.

She trimmed the stems, and placed
them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the portrait
of his smiling face.

She would sit for hours, in her
husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture,
and the roses sitting there.

A year went by, and it was hard to
live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude,
that had become her fate.

Then, the very hour,
as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang, and there were
roses, sitting by her door.

She brought the roses in, and then
just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone, to
call the florist shop.


The owner answered, and she asked
him, if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her,
causing her such pain?


"I know your husband passed away,
more than a year ago,"
The owner said, "I knew you'd call,
and you would want to know.


The flowers you received today, were
paid for in advance.
Your husband always planned ahead, he
left nothing to chance.


There is a standing order,
that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance,
you'll get them every year.


There also is another thing,
that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card
...he did this years ago.


Then, should ever I find out that
he's no longer here,
That's the card...that should be
sent, to you the following year."

She thanked him and hung up the phone,
her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking,
as she slowly reached to get the card.

Inside the card, she saw
that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence,
this is what he wrote...

"Hello my love, I know it's been
a year since I've been gone,
I hope it hasn't been too hard
for you to overcome.

I know it must be lonely,
and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way,
I know how I would feel.

The love we shared made everything
so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say,
you were the perfect wife.

You were my friend and lover,
you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year,
but please try not to grieve.

I want you to be happy,
even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be
sent to you for years.

When you get these roses,
think of all the happiness,
That we had together,
and how both of us were blessed.

I have always loved you
and I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on,
you have some living still.

Please...try to find happiness,
while living out your days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope
you find some ways.

The roses will come every year,
and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered,
when the florist stops to knock.

He will come five times that day,
in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit,
he will know without a doubt,

To take the roses to the place,
where I've instructed him,
And place the roses where we are,
together once again.

-Anonymous

Do I hurt well?.....I don't.

I long for your sweet embrace
The warmth of your hug
The way you notice subtle changes in me

I am but a lowly servant
Stab me and I'll bleed
For an honest quest in life

I long to touch time...

mary hopkin - those were the days

once upon a time there was a tavern
where we used to raise a glass or two
remember how we laughed away the hours
and dreamed of all the great things we would do

those were the days my friend
we thought they'd never end
we'd sing and dance forever and a day
we'd live the life we choose
we'd fight and never lose
for we were young and sure to have our way
those were the days
oh yes those were the days

then the busy years went rushing by us
we lost our starry notions on the way
if by chance I'd see you in the tavern
we'd smile at one another and we'd say

those were the days my friend
we thought they'd never end
we'd sing and dance forever and a day
we'd live the life we choose
we'd fight and never lose
for we were young and sure to have our way
those were the days
oh yes those were the days

just tonight I stood before the tavern
nothing seemed the way it used to be
in the glass I saw a strange reflection
was that lonely man really me

those were the days my friend
we thought they'd never end
we'd sing and dance forever and a day
we'd live the life we choose
we'd fight and never lose
for we were young and sure to have our way
those were the days
oh yes those were the days

through the door there came familiar laughter
i saw your face and heard you call my name
oh my friends, we're older but no wiser
for in our hearts, the dreams are still the same

Nobody is perfect, I'm nobody.

In Life we are not fortunate enough to given what we want, but we are privileged to be given what we need to live. So don't despair when you don't get what you want, because you don't need it to live.

Time

I'm always intrigue at the fluidity of Time. It flows through eternity in all simplicity. They say Time passes by quickly when you're having fun, but what if I'm not doing anything at all? Is doing nothing fun? Take for example today, I did practically nothing and the day just whisk by. Just like that another day is gone. I've never been one who actually likes to sit around and do nothing. I live life on the fast lane, never slowing down even for an instant. I follow a simple creed in life, Carpe Diem which means seize the moment, seize every opportunity that comes by and don't look back at your decision.
For me, keeping busy lets my mind forget all the hurtful things. I just want to race through life wishing to cross the finishing line first. Which is why today was the day that Life caught up with me and pat me on the shoulder. It gave me a smile and assured me that tough times won't last but tough men do.

Something about life you already knew

Then the time come for you to be your own man and take on the world, and you did. But somewhere along the line, you changed. You stopped being you. You let people stick a finger in your face and tell you you're no good. And when things got hard, you started looking for something to blame, like a big shadow. Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard you hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done! Now if you know what you're worth then go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody! Cowards do that and that ain't you! You're better than that!

Best Infantry Unit 08/09: 3rd Battalion Singapore Infantry Regiment (3SIR 12th Mono)

Well Done Scorpions!

SILENT AND EFFECTIVE!

SCORPIONS!