Weekly Photo Challenge – Fleeting Moment


Just remember when I was 6 or 7, when the first time I got my first bike from my father; I never stop rode my bike across the village, under the sun or rain….

The time just running fast…even I couldn’t realize that the time has just left me behind…leave me with some memories…and now it’s my turn to give my son his 1st bike…

The best thing about dreams is that fleeting moment, when you are between asleep and awake, when you don’t know the difference between reality and fantasy, when for just that one moment you feel with your entire soul that the dream is reality, and it really happened.

It’s a moment that I’m after, a fleeting moment, but not a frozen moment.

by : Andrew Wyeth

That Night…..


This week is so though. So many works to do, but that’s not the big deal in my life. Work is important but not the most important thing in the world. I’m trying so hard to pull that “9 hours working time” memories out of my head.

Some day I went home late. My little son was cheering me up when I opened the door quietly. It’s difficult to comprehend this feeling, when I saw my son’s face, laughing at me, hug me and took my hand with his bare hand, asked me to play with him.

The night was so quite….I made a cup of hot tea and sat at terrace for reading a few pages of my book. The stars were bright and the moon looked so perfect. I lifted my head …. watched the bright moon.  it was so perfect, even I was able to see the “halo” clearly. Thinking what would happen the next day until the cup was empty. I lowered my head and realized that I’m still blessed by having you …. My wife, my son…my family.

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I’m here….still at my office

It’s Thursday night

I can see the sun sets from here…12th floor building B

BP Office

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