Deepest condolences to the Nation’s greatest lost, RIP King Norodom Sihanouk.
Cambodia's former King Norodom Sihanouk, pictured in July 1941 [picture from Time.com] Chinese police escorted Cambodia’s former King Norodom Sihanouk’s body from a Beijing hospital to the airport Wednesday, October 17th, 2012, morning for its return to Phnom Penh, where tens of thousands are expected to line a mourning route. King Norodom Sihanouk’s body will remain in the palace for three months, during which time the public can pay respects before it is cremated according to Buddhist ritual. [Boston.com] Though, I am not in the country, the sorrow shed and I felt the heart ache as the beloved former king had passed. There's no party that never end. And this is the end of his journey, life goes on and another to begin. The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit. [Psalm 34:18].
Monday returns and I am reluctant to move and get myself off bed to work, though I know I feel rather ridiculously unproductive since i was unfocused since the past couple of days.
The past weekend was eventful, sport, orchestra, party and friends gathering. Weirdly, I found myself lost in an unknown track. I felt empty.
The beautiful orchestra pieces were played, the violinists drown themselves in the rhythm and yet I was rather feel uneasy knowing I was missing out something else while I'm listening to this.
Something I thought I would never need it since I stepped out and fight with the world, and today I found myself eager in a delusional feeling and longing for it.
The pictures came clearer of what I want and what I need. I listen to myself and gasp why didn't I realize this a little bit earlier. I'm lost in words.
With doubt, I need to be stronger if I decided that this is what I want. Discipline and rules to be complied.