Hiatus -- Beauty and Pain
Hi peeps. Its been a while. I'm back from my unofficial hiatus-blogging break. Its weird, how I just stopped. It wasn't because I didnt want to blog, I didnt have time or because I didnt want to express myself. In fact, I really wanted to shout out thoughts and emotions I had. Ironically, I just could not do so]. But after 7 days in the raw jungles of P.Tekong, I finally cleared out the clots in my head.
Yessum, I am back. :)
My time... Has been trying and full of trials. It has not been an easy journey and i have had more than my fair shares of confusion and lows. Under-performing in IPPT, sprained ankle after falling in the night, twisted arm, awkwardness,contemplations of signing on, fever attack, buddy of different frequency, just a few of the personal challenges i had. My time in Delta wing has just begun. I still have 5 sixths more to go. Challenges.
But I shall not talk about challenges. I feel more fascinated by memory. In BMT I recall, I survived my ninja experience through psyching: Seeing pain as beauty, torture as welfare and admiring the thin silver lining in every situation. Few months on, and I return to the same spot ninja has its field camp. Now I see the reverse: Beauty as Pain.
Look at the lovely buildings, the FIBUA training blocks, the sun-basked roads and lush green vegetations, the stars-filled night. Beautiful right? Now reflect- how I leopared crawled through the rough road, how I did my artillery drills along in the vegetations. How I did strained my back during the march under the stars. Do you now remember and see beauty as pain? They're both interconnected to the extent its ironic.
During my fever attack, I went back to the Tekong Medical centre and saw many many many friends now in BMT. Many now in Ninja. I hope you would soon share my experience and hold on through the training that lies ahead.
"Duty, Honour, Country-- Ninja Company"
"To lead, To Excel, To Overcome"
As my PC (Platoon Commander) briefed before the commencement of Exercise Wildboar, the 2-day Finale of our camp.
"You may think its over, but its not. Its not even the beginning of the end. But you may say that it is the end of the beginning."
Yessum, I am back. :)
My time... Has been trying and full of trials. It has not been an easy journey and i have had more than my fair shares of confusion and lows. Under-performing in IPPT, sprained ankle after falling in the night, twisted arm, awkwardness,contemplations of signing on, fever attack, buddy of different frequency, just a few of the personal challenges i had. My time in Delta wing has just begun. I still have 5 sixths more to go. Challenges.
But I shall not talk about challenges. I feel more fascinated by memory. In BMT I recall, I survived my ninja experience through psyching: Seeing pain as beauty, torture as welfare and admiring the thin silver lining in every situation. Few months on, and I return to the same spot ninja has its field camp. Now I see the reverse: Beauty as Pain.
Look at the lovely buildings, the FIBUA training blocks, the sun-basked roads and lush green vegetations, the stars-filled night. Beautiful right? Now reflect- how I leopared crawled through the rough road, how I did my artillery drills along in the vegetations. How I did strained my back during the march under the stars. Do you now remember and see beauty as pain? They're both interconnected to the extent its ironic.
During my fever attack, I went back to the Tekong Medical centre and saw many many many friends now in BMT. Many now in Ninja. I hope you would soon share my experience and hold on through the training that lies ahead.
"Duty, Honour, Country-- Ninja Company"
"To lead, To Excel, To Overcome"
As my PC (Platoon Commander) briefed before the commencement of Exercise Wildboar, the 2-day Finale of our camp.
"You may think its over, but its not. Its not even the beginning of the end. But you may say that it is the end of the beginning."
posted by F I S at
9:21 am
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