lovely bruises

You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water.
Rabindranath Tagore

Ah Mrs K!
Welcome to The First Tear of The Practice!
I shall not congratulate nor should I admonish you as I should have, but may I be your friend.
A friend is the one who reminds you of where you are.
And not where you should be.

Now.
Join your friends and the others that had long inspired you~

I hear you whisper their names~

Sir Richard Muir, K.C for his thoughtful and dangerous cross examination
Mr Gerald Gardiner Q.C for his tactful submission
LK for her fearless self and bravery to say the right things right
MIS for his articulate and precise draftings
and to the friends who encouraged more than you encouraged yourself.

Still you shiver.
The thought of the Ones made you sit back to think they are born Gifted.
See how many of you that have retreated to something irrelative and now looks (or sounds) to be in better shape than you are.
In that matter, you do look bruised.

Did you not agree with FN that more passionate people are needed here than anywhere else?
Did your head hurt thinking that the passion died away for something not worth fighting for?
Did your ear bled hearing a jerk dissing you when you started chambering, he dissed:
"What the hell for the suffering of 9 months for the wee wage of RM700??
Look at me, I'm already earning my first 2k.".


And I hear you say:
"But I believe. everyone has reasons.
Let that RM700 and 2k be his grounds, and mine are all my own.
Yes I get bruised.

But it has gotten lesser, the bruises are healing.
My head still hurts and the ears had stop bleeding.
And now my smile is the answer for the strength I shall gather through out this years of learning.

Dear God, let me be strong,
Let me learn.
And live."


Mrs K
Don't be disheartened, don't lose hope.
In those years of learning, be prepared to know you will get bruised even more,
a scath is not a scratch, be vindictive of your own consciences and learn well.
Of those names you whispered, I pray that you will be One of those who Preservered.
Be humble, be wiser.

Welcome to your First Year.
Welcome to The Practice.
Pray that it'll count to many years to come.
You may not be 'there yet', but you are closer than you were yesterday.

Perseverance... keeps honor bright: to have done, is to hang quite out of fashion, like a rusty nail in monumental mockery.
William Shakespeare