I'd never have thought that a little car ride could make a difference. I'd never have thought that your little stories could make me tear. I'd never have thought that I'd say, right at the beginning of my Sunday: "Life is beautiful, indeed. Today's been a fulfilling day."

Today I'd like to share this story:

"I think you need this more than I need it. A $2 blessing is enough.."
Due to a series of unfortunate events, their business took a wrong turn. They grew desperate for help; desperate for a friend, a true friend..
Every path in their life then, seemed so amiss. Time was no help at all. Nothing got better. Pushed to a corner, they had only 1 choice left: to borrow money.
They looked through their list of friends, and decided to take a step of faith to ask for your aid. Somehow or another, you agreed on lending them that amount of above $10, 000, knowing that there's a possibility of losing it.
Again, nothing seemed to get better. In fact, everything got worse. They were declared bankrupts and hope seemed less visible as each day ticked away.. "I don't think I'll be getting back the money anymore," you thought.
After years, they miraculously managed to strike a lottery which enabled them to almost fully return what you had lent them. However, returning your lost of interest and et cetera was out of the question. And as it came to a new year (Chinese New Year), with all sincerity in their hearts, they handed you a red packet and said, "We cannot fully repay what you have given us, but please accept our token of appreciation."
Inside the packet contained $400, which was nothing compared to their debt to you. But selflessly, you visited them the following day and handed them a red packet (following the tradition of exchanging tokens, you would say).
As they opened the packet, they found themselves taking out $398. 
And then you said, "I think you need this more than I need it. A $2 blessing is enough.."

Now they're our wonderful family friends, running one of my favourite restaurants, Dulukala, and doing better than ever. Had it not been for you who built a bridge for them, who knows what could've happened?

Tough, you think you've got the stuff
You're telling me and anyone
You're hard enough

You don't have to put up a fight
You don't have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight

Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone

And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own

We fight all the time
You and I...that's alright
We're the same soul
I don't need...I don't need to hear you say
That if we weren't so alike
You'd like me a whole lot more

Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone

And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own

I know that we don't talk
I'm sick of it all
Can - you - hear - me - when - I - Sing,
You're the reason I sing
You're the reason why the opera is in me...

Where are we now?
I've got to let you know
A house still doesn't make a home
Don't leave me here alone...

And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you that makes it hard to let go
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
Sometimes you can't make it
The best you can do is to fake it
Sometimes you can't make it on your own

U2

For years I've thought it
Through and through.
I've searched for answers
And yet no clue,

For shortcuts, a remedy
Perhaps magic, or a potion.
The answer to friendship
Has only one solution.

It's a never ending journey
Through anguish and sorrow,
Through the snares of Pride,
Who knows what comes tomorrow?

It's no rhyme, no pattern,
No structure to follow.
It's different each day,
Who knows what comes tomorrow?

Yes, friendship knows no rhymes
It steps its foot in different paths;
In places that rain,
In places that shine.
It's a dangerous journey
Where one misstep
Causes a lifetime's worth.

But what's fun,
Without danger?
What's meaningful,
If we don't suffer?

And yes,
Friendship moves with time.
It doesn't stop to wait,
It doesn't rewind.
To miss an opportunity
To speak, laugh, smile
Or express your joy and gratitude,
Is to leave only dust behind,
With little missing fragmants of hearts,
Unsealed.

So hold on to that moment you have;
Brilliant as a star, fragile as a flower,
The tiny silver drip
Of that little one hour.

Don't hold expectations,
Don't put up any wall.
Let our hearts flow,
We'll conquer the mountains that befall.

Invisible yet tangible;
A gift from above.
The one solution
Is what we call Love.

Oh yes, it is Love,
For which, without, everything seems blue.
Let me then take this opportunity to say,
I love you.