Lesson to learn

Neereehs passed away on Sunday at the age of 53 - brain tumour. It was about a year plus since she was diagnosed. She did not have a chance to recover. I only know her briefly in my few months in the company. After the diagnosis, she was hospitalised, getting in and out of hospital.
She was in coma for a while before she passess away. She left behind her husband and 3 young teen sons.

There is a lesson to learn from Neereehs passing away. She is a career woman. Someone who prioritised her job, she basically loves her job. She goes back late most of the nights. It does seem that her time is mostly spent at the office than with the family. It seems that her example can be used as a lesson for many of us who does the same. We sometimes get stressed up at work, we slough for the company, we sacrifice our weekends sometimes for the company. We worked till 7pm or 8pm every weekdays. When we reached home, little time is spent with the family - we usually are tired. Sometimes, when we are back home, we even bring our work home. It is in the mind - thinking of work etc.

So I had a conversation with Nyri, a friend this morning when she found out that I had to go on medical leave for migraine. She is in her forties and she gave me a good advise on not to stressed myself up. At the end of the day, no matter how much we worked, the company will not really know for sure of our efforts. Everything that we do, we must have a balance. We must learn to de-stressed.

It all seems true. 2 days ago was Neerahs funeral. After the funeral, everyone is back to work, back to their own life. In time to come, Neerahs will just be a friend to miss. Occasionally her name will cropped up in between conversations but I guess that is about all. I can't help but to think that it will likely be the same if I passes away. The ones that would always cherish us would be our family. They are the ones who will find it difficult to let go. So, question is, have we been spending enough time with our family or is work the utmost important in our lifes? If your answer is the latter, then is time to review your priorities. I know that I will.

Migraine

I have been missing. Been away from writing. Nowadays, most of the time, I am busy doing photography. Yesterday, my migraine started and till now, I am still having it. When I see the doctor, I try to refrain from using the word migraine. I learned to my surprise that some doctors do not like this word. They claimed that it is not a migraine - it is a headache. I once tried explaining to a doctor that I have been having this migraine attacks quite often to know that it is definately migraine. The doctor ridiculed my claim - that was my first and last visit to her clinic.

I guess there is no cure for migraine, you can only take pain killers to stop the pain for several hours. If you are lucky, then the pain will stop and not come back until the next episode. It is really difficult to know the cause of migraine. There could be several causes - lack of sleep, too much thinking, food etc. I suppose that is the reason why the doctors do not like it when i use the word migraine - the fact that they could not really determine the cause of it and there is no definate medication to it. Some painkillers work on some people, some don't. So when I have this attacks, I will sleep, sleep and sleep zzzzzzzzz.........

Joey Yap Congress - Day 1

Today was the 1st day of Joey Yap's congress which was held in KL Convention Centre. Is amazing how many people are interested in Joey. He does have a series of fans lining up to have their books signed. I have known of Joey through a commercial TV program that he did for a property developer many years ago. I think that was years back and he started to bloom and become popular ever since then. Mom and bro has always been a fengshui fanatic. They were really into Lillian Too then but all that changed eversince I brought mom to Joey's National Congress last year. No offence to Lillian but I think Joey's practice is more real and practical.

Knowing Joey was incidental. I thought that he would be good for our company and suggested to my boss to engage his service in an attempt to boost the sales for one of our projects. I was surprised that the suggestion actually went through and ever since then, Joey has been seek to do few consultancy for the company. I would say that what is impressive about Joey is the fact that he is very knowledgeable and is truly good in his field. His ability to communicate and charm his audience is very apparent. He is truly good on the stage and he is probably the only reason why people grouped to the congress. Tomorrow would be another day. Hoped to load some interesting pictures of the congress.

Street Party @ 06/09/08

The sky has been clear the past one week. Yea, it frustrates me in a way, simply because it rained the whole day on the day of my Street Party.

The party started at 6.30pm but at about 5 pm, there were already some guests strolling in to the site. The rain stopped for a while then but it started again at approximately 7pm plus. It was a challenge to organise an event under the rain. As the theme was a Street Party, we only had canopies to protect the food areas.

Visitors coming in to the show unit

Despite the rain, the turnout was quite amazing. Many came to savour the food and of course to take the door gift. It was a celebration for the residence in celebrating the change of name of Damansara Indah Resort Home to Tropicana Indah Resort Homes. We also celebrated two occasions - the "Buka Puasa" for our Muslims purchasers and Mooncake Festival.

We have actually lined up a few interesting programme and performances and the event went on despite the rain, except for the lantern parade and the fire-eaters which actually have to end their show earlier.

Fire eaters

Mooncake Fairy and one of it's suitor

Chinese orchestra

The street was lined up with stalls of food that varies from mee mamak, nasi lemak, chendol, rojak, sushi, satay whereas at a private area, a sumptuous "buka puasa" meal was served.

As the rain progress throughout the night, many of the visitors walkabout in their umbrellas. Some were wet as despite the rain, they still queue for the food. The spirit were high as the the visitors continued to wait on for the lucky draw. All of them thronged to the show unit at the porch area.

The night ended with many happy lucky winners taking home electrical goods. The main prize was a 32" LCD TV which was won by one happy purchaser.

Who do you think you are?

One day, you will learn your lesson. You will learn that money does not make you greater. You will learn that money does not give you the right to insult. You will learn that the one thing that you think is cheap will be the thing that you will be deprived of. You will learn that we do not question or fight God's will and that all this will be shown to you. You will reap what you have sown and every harsh word and insults that you put onto others will reflect upon yourself. You will know that when you die, you will be nothing and all the money that you think makes you powerful is just going to be ashes. When you break, the people that you looked down on, will be the people that you will come begging for help. And these people who are poor to you and whom you have insulted will still pitied you and because this poor people has a gold of heart and they will still bestow you with kindness. But all that you have condemn, all that you have insulted, you will still be judged when the time is right!

6 September 2008

It would be the day for the street party. We have been so busy organising this event. Invitations to our guest went out yesterday. Some of the guest have already received the invitation. I am amazed at the speed of our post Malaysia. The secret is, to send urgent mails to the main post office in Daya Bumi. The mails apparently will be delivered the day after. I am impressed.

It has been a really tired week and next week will be another tired week. So much to do, to plan, to buy, to execute. I have been doing so much thinking the past few days. I woke up with a splitting headache yesterday and the pain still last till now. Today was a shopping day - work shopping day - where I buy stuff for the event. Glad that my good colleagues are there to help. I would have enjoyed my day better if not for the splitting headache.

Anyway, we were at The Curve and tonight there will be a street concert. All the stage has been set up. It was almost 9pm when we were at The Curve but to our surprise, we noticed the lack of crowd. it seems to be less enthusiasm in celebrating "Merdeka Day". I hope the crowd will turn up much later at night though.

It has been a long day today. I am glad tomorrow I get to rest, for I am making a trip to Bukit Tinggi for some photography session. Ah! That is a nice thought!

Too much to do

Dead tired. Been coming home late most of the nights. Simply too much to do at work. I am to pull off an event on 6 September. A street party with lantern night theme and Buka Puasa event. Time is so short. So much to think, so much to plan. Love the challenge.. but I need a break now.

7th month

This month is the chinese 7th month. It is the month of the hungry ghost. Today apparently is the "real day". I never really did know there is such thing as the real day until few years ago. No incident to make me know about it but rather my acquaintance with a friend with a gifted third eye lead me to this information. It seems that today, the gates of hell have opened fully and all the underworld being is free to roam the place. So while we are sitting at the coffee shop or the cafes or while we were at public toilets, these beings could be there, except that we cannot see them. If we have been sensitive, we may be able to sense them, that is when we have goosebumps I guess.

So, today, at 6pm sharp, most of my colleagues left the office. They have asked that I leave early too. So I went home at about 7 plus and deliberately cook myself and hubby dinner so that we would not have to go out anymore. With the warnings and all, one have just got to be careful. Despite all that, me and hubby still did went out to the nearby 7-Eleven at 10 plus to buy some supplies.. maybe we have walked among them but my thought is, if I do them no harm, then they shall do me no harm.

Power Failure

Last night was a hot night, not hot in the "exotic hot" kind of way but rather it was a really hot, without air and wind night, simply because there was a power failure in my housing area.

This happen in SS2 near the fire brigade. Just next to the fire brigade, there is a TNB substation and just sitting near the fence, a feeder pillar. A Mercedes Benz driver has carelessly rammed into the feeder pillar causing the blackout. I can only guess that the driver must have either drove too fast, too drunk or maybe just too sleepy.

The accident happened at about 11 at night but the power failure only came about around 1am in the morning. Sleep was just impossible. The heat became so uncomfortable. I only came to realise how important electricity is and how important air conditioning is then. It dawned on me that I never did know who invented air-conditioning.

I googled and found the name Willis Haviland Carrier. Is this somehow related to the famous "The Carrier Man Can" advertisement? Now I am beginning to see the connection. My searched in Wikipedia found that Willis Haviland Carrier was an engineer and inventor and is known as the man who invented the modern air-conditioning in 1902. My further search on the History of Electricity in Wikipedia leads me to a long list of names and history. Geez, I am not even going to talk about it as history is really not my thing. It just makes me sleepy.... Yes, I should catch up on my lost sleep last night... zzzzz....

Assessment

Today, after 5 years of purchasing my property, I went to MPSJ to check my assessment dues. It came up to RM1466.40, interest included (ouch!). My appeal to waive the interest despite me telling them I have never receive any assessment bills (bills were sent to previous owner address) fell on deaf ears. "Memang tak boleh kurang". I knew all along that I am to pay the assessment but somewhat, somehow, it just "slipped" my mind and since I never did receive any bills, I simply have forgotten about it.

So if you buy a subsale property, be aware that you are to inform the council of the change of name within 3 months from the purchase, so that you will receive the notice of assessment in your name. All along I knew that has to be done, except that I did not know that I have to make that change within 3 months from purchase.

So what will happen if you fail to comply the 3 months rule? It states clearly in the transfer form that - "You will be charged with a fine of RM2,000 or jailed 3 months or both". I panic somewhat and asked the counter girl if they do really carry out this rules. She "dengan selamba" said "actually sepatutnyalah... tapi.... taklah.. "

80 feet high

Today I went up on a crane, 80 feet above ground. It was a photo shoot of a building conducted by my company's photographer. As I was on the crane at a height that is despairingly high, it brought back memories of my old 17 storey flat in Penang.

I used to live in a one room flat on the 8th floor. It is a highly densed flats with about 20 over units per floor, multiply that with 17 floors and you will have more than 300 units per block. In the areas where I used to lived, there are about 10 blocks of flats, multiply that with 300 units and you will have more than 3,000 units and multiply that with approximately 5 person per household, you will have..... well... more than 15,000 people.

Rifle Range Flats in Penang

My flat has a balcony (yes despite it being a one room flat) it does have a balcony. My block is apparently the best as it faces directly to campsite of "FRU" (Federal Reserve Unit). I used to run to the balcony each time the sirens goes off and loads and loads of police trucks would drive out. During the evening, I would sit at the balcony and watch the men playing "sepak takraw" and football at the open field. Yes, it is amazing to know that lots of activities can be seen from my little balcony.

The place is practically so convenient, you can find food anywhere and anytime.. ahh.. I still remember "Ah Teik Char Koay Teow", "curry mee" and the economical Fried Bihun Mee... not forgetting "Koay Kak" and on the wheel "fried chicken"... yummy!

The evening market along the main road

Famous "Kek Lok Si" Temple

Beyond the yonder, there are the hills where you can see the famous Pagoda and the beautiful "Goddess of Mercy". It is exceptionally beautiful during chinese new year when the Pagoda is all lighted up.


Well, coming back to being on top of the crane, I have not been up so high for a long time and it does give me the goose bumps when I was up there. I do not have fear of course as I am quite used to height but somehow, today, I still felt a faint quiver when I was 80 feet above ground.. I guess age is catching up on me.

Mixed emotions

I have not been sleeping well the past few days. There is a lot of mixed feeling inside me. If everything goes well, I may be leaving the country. Everything is still in discussion but here I am, thinking of many many things. I do feel excited and yet at the same time wary of my decision. There is really a lot to think and a lot to do if I ever leave the country. Until things are being finalised, I am still in a "in-between" feeling.

Bird Tongchai McIntyre

I am not a Thai song fanatic but my recent exposure to a thai song by a friend lead me to being very interested... especially to one particular singer famously known as "Bird Tongchai McIntyre".

Geez, one song I heard on "You Tube" got me hooked for hours searching all his songs. I am just amazed not only at the number of fans he has but also the fact that young and old alike are simply crazy about him. To add to the fact that he is quite charming on stage. My search on his biodata revealed that he is actually 50 years old and yet he looks so young and good.

Even though you have never heard thai song in your life and do not understand a single thai word, you should still check out the following link:

Bird - 2007

Bird - Medley

Beautiful creature

Beautiful creatures live amongst us. I was praying the other day, in my house and I chanced upon this grasshopper right on top of my Buddha statue, as if silently meditating.

You Raise Me Up

This is a beautiful song dedicated to papa and mama...

You Raise Me Up - Josh Groban

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

There is no life - no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

The Wooden Bowl

I received this beautiful piece through email and thought it would be nice to share and remember. Message from the sender - "I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now...

The Wooden Bowl

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered.

The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor.
When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. 'We must do something about father,' said the son. 'I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.'

So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl.

When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four-year-old watched it all in silence.

One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, 'What are you making?' Just as sweetly, the boy responded, 'Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up'. The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.

The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done.

That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.

On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.

I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles four things: a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.

I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.

I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as making a 'life..'

I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.

I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back .

I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you but, if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.

I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.

I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.

I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.

People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.

I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.

Accident and the after that

If you ever are involved in an accident, the last thing you want to do is to go to the police station. Yes, you would hope that you can settled the matter with the parties involved without having to report police. However, two days ago, hubby met with an accident and as the damage was quite bad, we had to make insurance claim and make a police report.

It was a motorbike accident and hubby was knocked down by two cars. Yes, horrible. Imagine my shock when I got a call from him. But thank God, he is fine and the injury was just minor. The night itself after the accident, we head our way to the police station. In case you are not familiar with the procedure of making an accident report, here is how it works.

1st step - you fill up a form listing your name, vehicle number etc.

2nd step - you pass the form to an officer and wait to be called.

3rd step - when you are being called, you will have to enter your details in the computer system. The details involved would be your name, address, ic, vehicle number, driving license number etc.

4th step - you will proceed to type your own report on how the accident happened. A sample report is paste on the side panel of desk and provides you a guide on how to use it. After finished typing the report, you are to save it and print it out.

5th step - the officer will take your report and assigned you to meet a sergeant in charge. He will tell you to go to a particular so and so floor at so and so counter.

6th step - the sergeant will ask you questions and interrogate you on how the accident happened. They will proceed to write their own report to deduce who is wrong and who is not.

7th step - the sergeant will then follow you to your vehicle to take a photograph of your vehicle.

8th step - you go back home and will have to come back the next day to buy the report.

Now, that is the last step. Not too hard really. Except that a few questions popped into my mind. Now, what happens if I am illiterate and what if I do not know how to type? Would the officer helped me? Why the impression? Cos, I do not find the officers to be friendly. I saw a poor guy slowly typing, struggling to find the letters on the keyboard.

When we were assigned to the sergeant, we have to wait more than 1 hour as he was away for his late supper break. Question - why would we be assigned to someone who is on a break? Unless he is not suppose to go for the break? or they don't really care do they?

During the meet up with the sergeant, we realised that we did not mentioned a certain details in the report. So after meeting up with the sergeant, we went back to the counter to make changes to the report. Well, what you need to know is - changes to the report can only be made within 1 hour after filing the report! We waited for the sergeant for more than 1 hour and we were not able to make any changes after that!

Well, the ordeal of an accident is bad enough and it does not get better when you have to go through such lengthy procedure at the police station. Sigh..

I just want to run away...

Sigh... if you believe in fengshui, I would say this month is a quarrelsome month. I am just so tired. Just this one month alone, I have met from rude people to arrogant, self-centred, bossy, sarcastic, immature, destructive .... the list is endless. As I write this, a few faces comes to mind.. 1,2,3,4,5,6,....

The world is really not that big. Life is short. Why the need for such attitude. Well i believe in repercussion, that you will reap what you have sown. I pray that these people will see it soon enough so that they make amends. People like this, makes you lose hope in the society sometimes, people like this can demoralised you and shun your beliefs that there are good people out there.

I have been feeling down the past 2 days. I have encountered the most unpleasant personality of a particular person. I make a resolute decision to let go and forgive. I woke up this morning and unhappiness sets in. It seems that the episode still plays in my mind and I am trying to forget. Ya, moments like this comes and goes.. one moment you are ok and you decide to move on, let go and forgive, other days, you remembered and it gets you down, it makes me angry and sad. So I only have to remind myself there are still good people out there... there are still good people out there...

A lesson learnt

He is born in a rich family. Anything that he wants, he gets. He is always instructing and never gets instructed. He does not have to work hard for money, he never has to work for his Ferrari and yet he condemns those who drives a Proton with their hard earned money. He is a boss without having to work his way up and yet he belittled those who have. Just because he is rich, he automatically becomes smart, wiser and obviously powerful. With money, he threatens, he provokes, he criticized, he condemns those who have not.

What do I feel when I meet someone like him? I feel sorry for him. For he will walk alone and he will never have the liberty to know who his true friends are. I pitied him for he will not understand love, humanity, laughter and joy. I pitied him for despite having seen the world with his richness, he has such small heart. I pitied him for his piercing words on others will one day find its way back to stab him.

What have I learnt when I meet someone like him? I learnt that there are people like that everywhere and that I have to learn to face them. I have learnt that even though I am not born with a silver spoon, but yet I am so lucky is so many ways for I have been born in a family that is rich with love and humanity. I have learnt that everywhere I go, I am surrounded with people who loves and cares for me and most important thing, I have learnt that I never have to walk alone.

This caption from my heart, is dedicated to my husband and my true friends (you know who you are).

The world is full ??

What is happening to the people around? They are so arrogant, rude, self centred and close minded. I really feel sorry for them, for the way that they are. Yes, they are rich, but being rich does not give you the right to be rude and arrogant. I have been meeting this people for the past few days and here is what I want to say to them:

Mr Y - Do not think that money can buy you power and that it can buy you respect. You do not have a single respect from me. Despite your so-called richness, I am surprised that you continue to demand for free lunch and free things. Are you not ashamed? Stop flaunting your so-called generosity - you have nothing but greed and arrogance. You knowing "this person" or "that person" has got nothing to do with me and I am not bothered by it. Do not think that with money you can make people listen to you or that people will respect you. I pray that you will not fall one day, for if you do, is going to be a hard one.

Ms L - You have such narrow mind and immature heart. You talked about things that are not of relevance to you and you have such red eyes over things that other people has. Grow up! Goodness! You are a mother of 2 and yet you act worst than a child of 5! I have no words to describe your behaviour but do hope that one day you will wake up and realised what a fool you have been.

Ms Bitchy - I only have a few moments with you and seeing you, I am just ashamed that someone like you exist in our world. You stormed in the office, speaking rudely to us. You are so impatient and plain rude talking to us. You think that you have a rich husband, that entitles you to treat everyone else as if they are not worth a dime? I can see within the fairness of your face, that you have a tortured soul. Your eyes are full of hatred and anger and I feel very sorry for you. I know that one day, you will realised what a bitch you have been but I guess it will be too late then.

Sigh... now I feel so much better!

Yes, just quit

I do not know why but some people uses the short cut way to end things. Face with small problem and they just chooses to quit. This tells much about the life that they lived in. Things can be resolved easily if only they would let go of their ego. Sometimes, we know we are wrong but we are too egoistic to admit it. Where does that get us to? We keep grudges and revenge in our hearts and we have only ourselves to hurt.

Certain point in our life, we will realised that things are not what we use to think it is. As for me, I think things are easier if you let go. And the most important thing is to let go your ego. Some people mistaken ego for self respect. So they chooses to be stubborn. This is what I

Geez.. what am I talking about? I am talking about the many egoistic people I have met, about people who chooses to quit rather than to persevere. I am talking about people who thinks the are right, they are right and that they are still right. I am talking about obstinate people who stick to their guns even though they know they are carrying the wrong one. I am talking about this people who makes the world a ugly place to live in.

Drained...

Is been really busy the past few weeks. Most of the nights, I come back late feeling tired and drained. Yes I do enjoy what I do but sometimes I just get tired.

Next week we have a night launch and because we organised this without the help of a event organiser, we had to spend considerable amount of time to plan. Every angle must be thought of so that we do not miss anything important. Basically, we are the event organiser. It is really not difficult when you have set your planning right. Infact, I just love the challenge. It is just that, I wish I have more time....

Birthday

This year birthday is indeed a pleasant one. It is rather unexpected for me as I wanted to just quietly celebrate with hubby. Instead, my birthday turned into a series of celebrations:

1- Dinner with Khor, Lisa, Yin and Hubby at Apartment on Friday night. Is my first visit to the Apartment at the Curve. The seat was not that comfortable. Ambience is so-so but I would say the food is really good. My birthday cake was a delicious chocolate cake bought by Lisa from Chocolate World. Yes, I love chocolates.

2 - Dinner with father, brother, Hui Yin and hubby at TGI Friday's on Sunday night. I still love to go Friday's despite being there few times. I only go to Friday's on birthdays.. whether is mine, hubby's or with friends.

It was the first time for father and brother and I wanted them to have a taste of good western food. We went to Friday's at One Utama. I was very disappointed with the service. I expected the service to be good as I have experience the same with Friday's at the Curve but this was different.

A young indian girl took our order, without greeting nor smile at us. I find it rude that she did not acknowledge that she have heard me. I was even more surprise that she did not even repeat my order to make sure that she has got it right. Later our food arrived. We were left waiting without utensils. I find it odd that they were so unprepared and unfriendly. My brother wanted to get the staffs to sing a birthday song for me but looking at the staffs forlorn face, I asked him to abort the idea. Despite all that, I am still glad that my family still enjoyed the food.

3. Monday morning was a pleasant surprise. My colleagues gave me a surprise gift - an extremely beautiful bouquet of roses and a delicious cake. I later treated them KFC and pizza for lunch.

4. Tuesday night - is my real day. After much celebration, I went for a quiet dinner with hubby at One Utama. We decided to settle for a simple Japanese dinner.

5. Thursday night - another dinner with my ex-colleagues, Pauline, Tok, Sharon & Ema. It is another pleasant surprise as I do not expect them to gather for my birthday. It was Pauline's thoughtfulness.

So.. here I am, eating all the way from Friday to Thursday.. Is time to exercise and go on diet!

Accident

Hours ago, I had an accident...

Where: coming out from Tropicana heading to Sprint highway somewhere the front of old Sony office
Who: 4 cars (including mine)
How: A van hit an Iswara where the Iswara hit onto a BMW and the BMW banged my poor honda city.
Why: All disobey the rule of leaving a one car gap in front of the other - except for me of course as, Thank God! I was far away from the car in front of me.

To share something funny though, minutes before I felt the bump behind my poor honda city, the car in front of me actually hit the other car in front. So while I was witnessing an accident in front of me, I was being hit from behind. So is a good thing that I was not too close to the car in front, otherwise, it would be a 6 vehicle accident with mine being the 3rd car.

My "banger" decided to settle out of court. I would say that I was lucky that I was "banged" by a rich guy who is also a pure gentlemen... from my 1st impression... I will be checking the extent of my damage and will be forwarding my claim to my "banger" - which I hope he will "gentlemanly" pay.

Looking at all this, it just looks as if this episode is meant to be.. well.. I specifically chooses to drive today after not driving for weeks, and I offered to fetch my bosses where usually I would be the one hopping into their car, and I chooses to make a stop over at another office before heading back to office.. . So if I did not choose to make the stop over, I would not appear at that point of time and if I had chosen to hop in my bosses's car, my car would be safe at home and if I had allowed my husband to drive me to work, I would not be having this accident.

So, my thoughts are.. maybe, it is a destiny for me to meet my "bangers" - afterall, they really are very nice and very gentlemen (all the 3 other drivers were male). So who is the terrible driver now?

How do you cope?

My ex-colleague's wife passed away yesterday. I believe she was only in her 30's. Cancer took her away. She left behind 2 young boys. It is difficult to imagine .. the sorrow of losing someone dear and close to you.

My friend made a remark - "husband and wife" are meant to be together. Being married, is fate that brings them together and to think that yet, there are so many couple out there going through divorces.

Few years ago, my close friend lost her husband in a car accident. He left behind 3 girls, the youngest was just months old. It is tragic to lose someone you love this way... and I do not think is easy to cope with such losses... My prayers goes out to these two friends of mine who lost someone dear to them..

Hyderabad as I see it

This is my 3rd visit to Hyderabad. This time around, the weather is hot, about 38 to 40 degrees. Yes, Hyderabad actually has 4 season and it is summer right now.

Walking on the streets of Hyderabad is very different than here in Malaysia. There are scores of people everywhere, literally packed with thousands of people walking on the street. The poor are very poor and when you sit in your car, being a foreigner, you would find poor children, ladies with their babies, old man and women knocking on your window screen begging for money. As you travel along the outskirts of Hyderabad, you will find rows of tents made of torn fabrics by the roadside. Yes, that is where the poor lived. Cows, chicken, goats can be seen loitering at the roadside. It is a common sight in Hyderabad.

Another sight that is common is the habit of the people peeing by the roadside. Within a 1km stretch, you will sight at least 10 people or more peeing everywhere and anywhere. Most of them are men but I was told that the woman does the same but I have yet to witness it.

Driving in Hyderabad is almost impossible. It is a norm for the drivers to honk ... infact is a must to honk if you want to reach your destination fast. You must be bold and be prepared to have your car scratched or knocked when you drive in Hyderabad. So forget about driving luxurious car. Not only do you have to watch out for the millions of motorist on the road, you will also have to watch out for the countless pedestrians among the crowd of cars, busses and lorries. Traffic light are very much useless but you will find that the police force controlling the traffic does command respect from the motorist.

I like the people in Hyderabad. Being a chinese girl, most of the time, I do get pleasant stares from the people. Makes me feel like a superstar! They would be very happy when you take their photo and would willingly smile and give their best post. However, it would be a disadvantage to visit street markets. There was this one time where I was being "mobbed" by the local traders trying to sell me their products. This was after I made a big purchase at one of the stores. So, shopping is almost impossible at the street markets...

Streets at Charminar - the place I was "mobbed"

One of the things to learn in Hyderabad is the terms of communication. Certain words are used differently there. Example, cars and motorbikes are called 4 wheelers and 2 wheelers. The taxi is actually a 3 wheeler vehicle. Bungalow is termed as independent house and the word square feet is just called SFT. I have still a lot to learn.

As for food, I have not mustered the courage to eat the food by the roadside coffee shops. Most of the time, I frequent good restaurants and cafes. However, if one were to work in Hyderabad, restaurants and cafes would be too much of a luxury. It is advisable to be careful with the water that you drink. So I either drink from a sealed bottle of water or fresh coconut water which is abundantly sold by the roadside. It is extremely cheap to drink coconut in Hyderabad and in the hot weather, it can be very refreshing.

Refreshing coconut

There is one restaurant in Hyderabad which serves Malaysian food. The staffs, chefs are from Malaysia and it is a ritual that I visit this restaurant, Awana, before I take my flight home to Malaysia. The food is simply delicious and is a good place to be when you misses home. It has a touch of old good feeling you get when tasting your mummy's food.

Delicious local Malaysian food served at Awana Hyderabad

Being here in Malaysia, a place so different than Hyderabad, I would say that I am very fortunate to be living in Malaysia. I would say that anyone who has been there would find our homeland to be the best place to stay...

Hubby's Birthday

Hubby's birthday was celebrated earlier this year as I had to be away to India on his real day.

So. on Saturday night, we went to the Curve for a sumptous dinner at Itallianies with Khor, Lisa, brother and Hui Yin. It is packed as usual at most of the restaurants at the Curve and we have to wait for 15 minutes to get a place. It is the first time for us at Itallianies. The ambience is just right for the occasion, lively and yet cosy. Staffs were pleasant, friendly and helpful. We ordered few different servings. I find the chicken lasagna to be good.

The staffs sang a birthday song for hubby of which hubby was then asked to say a thank you speech to all of us. I would say that hubby is always a good sport in these kind of gesture. A delicious chocolate cake and the company of good people makes the night a pleasant one.

The year of progress

Ahh.. time flies yet again and again. Each year passing and what have I achieved? I would say that 2007 has been a good year for me. A year full of changes and a good recovery from 2006. I know that I am always blessed and somehow deep inside me, I know that the almighty above is somewhat watching and taking care of me. I am all thankful for that.

2008 is going to be a year of progress for me. That is the thoughts I have instilled in me. A progress in my career and in my family circle i pray... So if all comes in together, it will definately be a whole lot of new experience again. So what do I ask for in the new year of 2008 - the strength and courage to do and carry out duties that have naturally been bestowed to me!

I just got back

I just got back from a 10 days trip from Macau, HongKong and Shenzhen. Went there from 26/12/07 to 04/01/08. Came back with a sore leg and amazingly a lot of photos. I hope to write about it and show some pics.. now all I need is to find time to do it..

Dilemma

What you do if you are in this situation? You have been with a girl for more than 10 years. You have trust and sense of responsibility towards her. But somehow, you lost that magic. It is not as magical as before. Passion is somehow lost. But the love you have for her is unconditional.

Then came along a girl in your life. She is all you wanted. The magic and the passion. The compability is just perfect. But she is someone new and you are not sure if it will last. Trust is yet to be established. Security is uncertain.

In this case, who would you choose? Well, that is the dilemma one of my friends are into. So what would you do if is you?

Keeping diaries

I started keeping diaries ever since I was 19. Back then, blogs were never heard of and there is hardly the luxury of owning a computer. Every thoughts, feelings were penned down in words, in a book or a dairy. Now, with blogs and the accessibility of computers, all thoughts are posted and viewed by the public. Back then, our diaries were very much a secret.

How things change! I am in my thirties and here I am feeling the significant changes in today and yesteryears. I find writing in blogs to be fast and easy. Thoughts flow easily and mistakes are wiped off easily. We can change our mind about what to write and what not to write. However, this makes writing to be not so true and we are afraid that it may be read by the wrong person. Few times when I have the urge to write, I find that I do not have the luxury of a computer. Hence, I understand why sometimes the old conventional way of writing diary is still the best.

They bitched and they talked

Sigh.. this is happening everywhere. Office politics. A group of girls come together and talk about everything that is not related to them. They talked about why, what, how, should have, would have and what not... and all these are not about them but about the people they supposedly called friends.

The irony is, there is so much to do at work, so many datelines to meet and yet other people businesses seems to be their priority. These are not young girls, some are mothers and wife and approaching 30's and yet they behave like a immature girl. Sad to say, this is happening everywhere.

How should one face it? Ignore them? Confront them? To hell with them?

All I can say is - "Do not do unto others what you do not want others to do unto you". For every action there is a reaction and a repercussion. :)

Missing Misha

Misha went missing two days ago. Attempts to locate her failed. Is odd. One would have thought that losing a dog means nothing, after all, it is just a dog. It is not even my dog. But I have grown fond of Misha the past 5 months that I have been staying here. Misha hardly barks but she would wag her tail vigorously when seeing familiar faces. Few times when my landlord is out and Misha is left alone, she would come "knocking" on my door. She would quietly sit next to me while I was busy working on my computer.

Now that Misha is gone, I can't help feeling sad. Hubby and me went round the neighbourhood hoping to find her. She is no where to be found. I pray that she can find her way back home or whoever is keeping her, would take good care of her. Is the first dog I ever loved!

My heart goes out to her

I am grieving. Grieving to have read the news about Nurin. How could someone do this to such a sweet young girl? I do not know her but I feel the pain and the loss of her parents. Most of all, I felt the pain knowing that she has suffered before dying. My rage goes out to the beast who have done this. My fear goes out to all the children. Is no longer safe out there. Who are we to blame? The parents for allowing her to walk out alone? The police for the lack of security? The beast with a demon within?

I prayed for the safety of all the children, my niece, my nephews. I prayed that Nurin finds her peace and I prayed that the parents finds their consolation.

Been a long time

Been so busy and just can't find time to write. Shoulder aching, a sign of using too much computer.. for work of course, not so much as surfing..

Come to think of it, computer is such a common thing.. or rather, it is more than a common thing, it has become a thing of great attachment. The first thing I do when I reached my office desk is to switch on my computer, click my email messages, go to star online to check out the news and then start my work.

When I reached back home, I will do the same, switched on my computer, checked mails, surf a bit, watch video, switch on my messenger and chat with my niece and with my friends.

So recently, I shifted to my "weekdays home" where I do not have internet access during weekdays. It was odd at first, something missing, not having a computer. But then, it is really a good thing. I find myself sleeping earlier and getting more rest. Then I realised how health hazard computer can be, other than blurring your vision.

So, I gathered that I can sort of live without computer but.. not sure if I can live without my handphone.... :)

A message

Mic's mom passed away on the 1st day of chinese new year. It was shocked to me. Even though I fondly call her as Aunty, she was like a mom to me. She regarded me as her god daughter whom she proudly introduces to her relatives.

Just two days before she died, hubby mentioned to visit her during the chinese new year. I guess it was too late. I was told that she died at the point where all of her children and grandchildren was with her. Somehow, it is as though she chooses the moment to leave.

Something odd happen recently, well, at least I never thought it was odd until I relate it to Mic. It is exactly the seventh day after. I had a dream that night. I dream of Aunty sitting looking at a bowl of Hokkien mee. Next to her was Mic's father eating hokkien mee. The place was like a eatery place, packed with people. I did not find it odd at first as I tend to dream very easily.

The dream kept locked in my mind. The vision so clear. I finally sms Mic to enquire if her mom likes Hokkien mee. Mic called me immediately as she found my question odd. I related my dream to Mic and it was then that Mic said that they did served Hokkien mee to Aunty on the 1st day of the funeral. Infact, the whole family also ate Hokkien mee on that day. Emm.... I am speechless...

Is so fast

I am in Cheras, sitting in Old Town Kopitiam. Lots of people here, from young to old. I guess is the lifestyle now, sitting at a cafe, hanging out with friends and a few of them are like me, with their laptops either surfing or typing.

It is interesting when I looked back on how things were like before. I remember in my teens, when I met this boyfriend of mine from Johor, we had to correspond through snail mail. At that time then, pen pal was an in-thing. Now.. everything is so fast and easy. With just a click, you can chat with anyone anywhere in the world. And now you can even see each other face to face through computers. How things have moved and advanced. I wonder how things will be like 5 years, 10 years, 15 years from now...

So here I am sitting at a cafe, typing my thoughts in my laptop when years ago, I would have to write it down in my diaries or in a piece of paper. Now my thoughts can be posted to the world to read when years ago, it would just have been a private thoughts tucked in my secret compartment.

With the changes, when everything moves so fast... we have to be fast too...

What a service

Was out having dinner with some friends just now. So we decided to eat in this chinese restaurant by the roadside. They served rice with dishes and all. All of us decided to order our individual food.

We were greeted by a rude uncle who took our orders. He seems to be unhappy that we are not ordering the main dishes. After placing our order, we waited for the food. 5 minutes, 10 minutes.... 20 minutes... 30 minutes went by... As we sat there we realise that the other tables who ordered crab, fishes were first being served despite us being there first. It dawned on us that our orders were probably being put as the last priority.

So we decided to leave the place and since we have ordered some drinks, we asked one of the workers for the bill on our drinks. We told him that we have waited for more than 30 minutes and that we do not want to wait anymore. The worker chided and said that we should not talk this way. He walked away and said he will check our food. We placed some money on the table for the drinks and all 8 of us walked out from the place.

The workers shouted to the chef saying that we have left the place. We walked away not looking back and headed to another restaurant to eat. The food was served in less than 15 minutes despite the place being packed.

What would you do if you are in this situation? Wait? One of the things I learnt is to be patient. But as much as being patient, we should not let others take advantage of us. I believe in standing for my rights. In this case, we are not just a customer but we are human and should be treated right.

It is disappointing looking at how people can be so double standard. I especially dislike shop owners who treat customers rudely especially when they have business. I believe that business will not last if it is done that way.

Anyway, the restaurant I am talking about is the one Restoran 88 which is in OUG right in front of Shell Petrol Station....

I am blessed

New Year Eve was celebrated year after year with fireworks, street parties, wine and dine. This New Year Eve, was a celebration with friends for me. We had a simple steamboat followed by a walk at the Curve. Yes I mentioned a walk as getting a place to sit in the cafes was just impossible.

Looking back I cannot recall what I did for new year last year. Emm.. I should put on record of the memories of new year I have spent.

There is this one year, me and hubby decided to go to KLCC to watch the fireworks display. So we decided that it would be better to take the LRT to avoid the jam. Unfortunately, we have had the lifetime of experience being stucked in a human jam at the station. It was a horrible experience of pure human sandwich jam. Everyone was practically plastered to each other. It is really bad.

There was also a year which I spent my new year eve with some friend in KL city. It was also jam packed with people. We manage to push our way through and got a place in Swenson in KL. later after that we watch fireworks and went to a Danish pub. A simple one I would say.

Then there was one new year when I was in Penang. It was spent in a pub and a few friends have too much to drink. My boyfriend then, went around on the streets wishing everyone Happy New Year. Some responded, some looked at him in shocked. That was a funny year.

As years passed, celebration seems to be different. The first time I saw fireworks was when I was 21 or so. It was my first fireworks display. I was in awed. I thanked God for giving me the eyes to witness such magnificent sight. Last night as I was at the fireworks, it was different. The fireworks is the same but the feeling was different. I was less awed. I silently remind myself to be appreciative of this experience still.

Well, years passes so fast. I think is especially faster when we get older.. New Year only reminds me to be appreciative of what we have and of the people we love. To live to the fullest and do what we want in life. That we should not let anyone or anything stops us from realising our dream.

As I lie on my bed last night after coming back from the celebration, I know I am so blessed to have a comfortable bed to come home to...

What a joke

Night at the museum.. is a funny story and unique with everything in the musuem coming to life. The show gets better as they have good casting. Ben Stiller, Owen Wilson and the all talented Robin Williams makes the movie a top notch. Emm... will buy the DVD for keeps....

Anyway.. after the movie I was in need to go to toilet. So hubby and me decided to go to the toilet in DiKayu as we are heading there for a drink. It was almost 2am. Guess what.. as it turns out there is no toilet in DiKayu. The toilet is located in Tesco itself but the mall is already all closed.

Upon asking the workers, apparently the nearest toilet available is in Petronas which is on the opposite side, further away. Which makes me wonder... how does the workers relief themselves? By the road side? Near the Curve?? It is near to drive to Petronas but it is definately far to walk. What a joke!

I wonder

It was in the headlines today.. an accident victim was awarded 9 million today for the injury that happened to her when she was just few years old. The accident leaves her paralysed waist down.

Now I am just wondering... how would they ever get the money? How would the wrong party ever manage to pay? I would think that the wrong party would rather declare themselves a bankrupt and escape from paying. What can the court do? or What can the victim do?? I wonder....

Ahh!!! Holidays!!

Ahh! Is Friday and just two days away will be new year's day. Time passes so fast. Just a blink of an eye and here I am older and wiser (I hope). I am looking forward to this few days as it is a long holiday. I misses my sleep tremendously. Misses the time when I do not have to wake up so early. I know that when work starts next week, i will even have to wake up earlier than normal. That is the time that school reopens and everyone will be back to work.

Tomorrow is Saturday and I need to do some shopping. Sunday will be a celebration with friends.. perhaps for a sumptuous buffet steamboat. Monday will be a bliss as I get to sleep.. let's call it sleeping day. Tuesday.. is still a rest day.. perhaps I will drop by to check on my colleagues in the show houses.... Wednesday is back to work!

You just wanna box them

Being with this new company of mine, I have come to the conclusion that almost 90% of the girls do not smile. I suspect they hide a chunk of gold in their mouth.

1st incident - on my second day at work, I walked into the sales office. I smiled at the first girl I met. I got in return a look that makes me wonder if I am invinsible.

2nd incident - I went to the show house and saw another girl. She was talking to a client. After the client left, she gave me a half smile look. I smiled at her, extent my hand to her and told her I am a new staff. I got in return a look that makes me feel like an alien. She did not take my handshake.

3rd incident - I had to replace my staff at the sales gallery. Sitting in the other desk, was a lady. She has an "i am almighty" look. Forget about talking to her despite we sitting side by side doing our work as flashing a smile seems harder than lifting a one tonne of load.

Geez.. there is a whole lot of other incidences.. I come to the conclusion that they do really have a load of gold in their mouth or either they are toothless. So I walk about in the office, deciding to mind my own business.

What a bliss

Is the holiday season. Is such a bliss traveling to work. Traffic is so smooth on a usual busy morning. It takes me 15 minutes when it would have taken me one hour on a normal working day. I am truly enjoying this smooth traffic but I know that come next week, it will be hell again. So for the next two days.. I can sleep an extra 30 minutes...zzzzz...

Holiday mood

Is year end.. is holiday mood.. is the month where most people get their bonus and is the time where most of them plan to switch jobs..

I noticed that the traffic is better the past few days. I think is because of the the fact many are on holidays now. So it makes driving to work much easier. I am looking forward to this weekend as my favourite niece and nephew will be coming to visit me!

It is fate

I haven't been able to write the past few weeks due to my work schedule. Tonight I am free as tomorrow is a holiday for me! So this is me writing again!

I have just heard a ghost story today. I was typing a jist of it but I got scared and decided not to continue... Anyway, let us talk about something else.

Well, I met Uncle D today. His wife passed away just about last month due to cancer. I can see that his wife's death greatly disturbs him. He talked about fate and life's little warning before the passing away of his wife. It seems as he said, there were 2 mediums who predicted the death of his wife even before she got ill. Infact, one of the medium put a marking on a book. The marking as it turns out was the day when the wife passes away.

Apparently, Uncle D's wife had an accident about 2 years ago. However, she did not choose to go for treatment at the hospital but chooses to go to a chinese "sinseh" instead. The injury did not heal and eventually Uncle D forces her to take an X-ray. It turns out that the bone is not implaced and can be detached anytime. An operation was conducted in one of the small local hospitals one year later after the accident.

Looking back, Uncle D realises that the accident is life's warning of cancer at the point of time. If Uncle D's wife would have gone to a hospital for her treatment, is a possibility that the early sign of cancer can be detected. That was 2 years ago. If Uncle D's wife would have gone to a better hospital, her life would have been saved.

There is so many what if's... but at the end of the day... i guess it is fate...

Appreciate what we have

Today is my second day at my new job. It is a Saturday. My official working days are Mondays to Fridays. In my scope of work, I am required to work on weekends from time to time. Tomorrow I will be working as well. In normal situations, I would probably still be out at this time (is 2.19am on Sunday morning). But knowing that tomorrow will be a full day, I decided to come back.

As I was sitting in a restaurant with some friends, I ponder about the fact that I will be working on a Sunday after a one year break. I sigh. Then I look at the waitress standing at the entrance and by the tables serving customers. Then I realize how lucky I am. Here am I complaining about working at reasonable hours when these young waitresses need to work at such odd hours. Here I am sitting down enjoying my drink when these young waitresses stood waiting for customers. Believe me, I know how it is like to be standing the whole day and not sitting. And to think that what they are earning is just a tiny weeny bit of what I am earning.

So I tell myself that I am blessed indeed and I should be happy.

When we complain about our own life we only need to take a look of the people around us to realize how much worse many people are.

We complain of the car we drive, take a look at the walking pedestrians, the motor bikers who hide under the highway bridge to shelter from the rain.

We complain of our small apartment, take a look at the old man sleeping on the bench and on the sidewalks.

We complain of our job in our small little office, preparing proposal and presentations, take a look at the cleaners by the roadside, the rubbish collector, the toilet cleaners, the construction workers under the hot sun.

We complain of the clothes we wear, take a look at the poor who collects used clothes.

We complain of the food we eat, take a look at the beggers who ransack rubbish bins for bits of bread.

The list is endless cos human have too much of a complain. How about looking into appreciating what we have so that we can live life to the fullest.

Girls girls girls

A few things that I dislike:-

Girls who take advantage. Example - a girl ordered expensive food when a guy (who is not her boyfriend) offered to pay for the food.

Girls who are dependent - a girl goes shopping and saw a dress that she liked. After trying on the dress she put it back on the rack and says " I will ask my boyfriend to buy it for me".

Girls who gossips - they pretend to be concerned of a friend when all they want is to find out some juicy stuff. Questions like " Is Danny aftering Cindy? Cindy came back late last night. Did she go out with Danny?" Then she goes on to tell... "The other day Danny gave a dozen of roses to Cindy but Cindy just could not be bothered with the gift. She just put it at the rack near the shoes... bla bla bla..

Girls who are inconsiderate - a group of friends goes out for dinner and later hang out in a cafe. Half way through the dinner, one of the girl wants to go back home and asked a guy friend to fetch her back. The guy has to make a long trip to fetch her back then drove back again to join the friends at the cafe. The thing is - if you cannot stay long then make sure you drive yourself so that you do not disturb others.

Noticed that I talked mostly about girls?? Well, I am a girl myself and I find that girls can be quite a pain in the a**!

Is this normal

There is this friend whom I met a couple of months ago. We met through a mutual friend and we sort of like started to hang out ever since our first dinner appointment. (I say dinner appointment and not date cos she is a girl and I am a girl). Somehow, both of us would go for dinners and outings on several occasions. We would sometimes go out together with my husband and a bunch of other friends.

Then I noticed lately that the outings and the calls she made to me has been quite frequent. I do not know why but I totally freaked out. I mean, in all my experiences with my other girl friends, I have never had one who calls me everyday and asked to be met almost everyday. Sometimes, she would call me like 3 times a day. I guess it would have been normal if this situation is where a guy goes after a girl.

Well, I questioned myself.. is it normal for a friend to be calling another almost everyday and asked to be met? What is wrong with me? Why do i freaked out? I told myself that it could be totally a normal thing.. that perhaps she is alone and have not much friends...

Well.. I tried not to feel this way but I found myself avoiding going out with her. I guess, I feel choked. Each time I find having to explain to her why I cannot go out and what I have to do for the day. Is like having to report to her what I am up to each day.. Argghhh!!! is killing me....

Sigh.. today is Sunday and I just received a sms from her for a meet up again.. Last night, she asked for mahjong session...

Call me boring but I sometimes think that I have passed my age on doing stuff like that.. I mean I should be using my time to earn money, do my work, clean the house etc.. afterall.. I am a married woman planning to have children...

When one gets angry

Have you ever been really mad that you totally lose it? I mean you practically just hit the person so much so that you do not realise that your hand is all bleeding and that the other person is practically all down and out. Well I just heard an amazing experience from and aunt about her fighting days.

No, she is not the receiving end but rather the one who give the blows. Well, in all my life I find it extremely hard to even kill an ant, let alone hitting someone. I guess if I really ever do that, it would be something that upsets me greatly.

Anyway, it was quite awesome when I hear how this aunt of mine go through some of her fights. Well, considering the circumstances she goes through I would guess that sometimes, the world need someone like her to stand up for the weak. Well, she can really fight.. I mean really really fight. She told about an incident where she got so mad when her big sister was beaten by the husband. She barged into the house with a rod in her hand and went nuts hitting the brother in law. She had to be pulled back by her own husband and neighbours.

Accordingly, the whole neighbourhood shook when she arrived at the scene, "rescuing" her big sister. I would think that the brother in law would have been badly beaten have it not been the husband pulling her away. Not having enough of it, she took the same rod and smashed the car windscreen.

Well just listening to the story, I can already imagine what a scene it can be!

There was also this one time that she stood up for her sister again. At that time, she was just about 19 or so. Apparently, her big sister was being bullied and hit by a neighbour. Having known that, she barged into the house again and started to hit the poor guy. She took a potted plant and smashed it on the guy. Luckily it got on the guys back and not the head.

What happen to her after that? She and the sister was apprehended by the police and was brought to the station. However, at the police station, having sat there for almost half a day, she got hungry and asked the police for food. The police brought the canteen food. Having seen the not so edible food, she complaint to the police and demanded to be served chicken rice with drumstick! Ha! Ha! The police found her rather astounding and actually instructed someone to buy for her and her sister!

I would say that some people are born to be that 'gungho". No fear whatsoever.

Most of the time, the fight is not unnecessary but rather in the action of standing up for herself and for her family memmbers. Anyone who touches her family or her property would have wished that they never crossed her path.

Well.. she has definately mellow down after all these years but she still has this energy in her when she talks. And I suspect that if there is a need to, her fist is still as good!

Story....

The girl sat on the side of the road, looking forlorn. She sighed deeply thinking about what had happened. She is so confused and alone right now. Deep inside her, she felt a total emptiness.. the feeling that had not been there for a long time.

She gaze up into the sky and wonder if the stars are laughing at her. She went into deep thoughts and the image came into her mind. The face that she has long wanted to forget. The heavy set eyes of the face stared back at her in the same empty look that she has now. A sudden rush of tears streamed her face. She quickly wiped it off and stood up. Shaking her head frantically she tried to push the image away. There in the open darkness, she started to walk towards the woods. Her feet seems so heavy.. just as how her heart is feeling now.. heavy and sad. As she walked towards the woods, it reminded her of her childhood. She was poor but happy. She was never alone until tragedy hit her...

Wasting my time

I have been losing focus nowadays. I do not feel like myself. Ever since I left my company and started on my own.. I have been different. I have more time now. More time to do the things I have always wanted and yet I felt that i have not make good use of my time. I am frustrated at myself. I felt like I have not much time left and that I have been wasting my time.

At the time when i am suppose to work, i felt like my energy is all drained even though i have not been doing much. In the days when everyone else is working, I felt like time stop for me and there is nothing much to look forward to.

I was not like that before. I was an workoholic. I enjoyed to a certain extent being busy and occupied. Nowadays... infact for the past few months already, I felt quite redundant. I felt like i have not been making full use of my time. In a way, I felt like I have been wasting time and have not been accomplishing much. This frustrates me now.. and yet when i wake up tomorrow.. i forgot about today and this makes me lazy ...

Lost my wallet

I was walking around this huge building with long alleys. From one section to the other, as I walked, there are people sitting around preparing food. I saw a friend of mine, Lay Suan with some other familiar faces getting busy with some food preparation.

My scene changes to another place where a group of people at different places were playing traditional chinese music. I was walking from one section of the building and there were music playing in the room and as I continued walking into another room, a set of musician picked up the music from the last... it was like a continuation of music. The last vision I can remember was two chinese man wearing a traditional chinese costume playing an instrument. It was like a preparation for a musical event.

That was one part of my dream last night.



As I woke up this morning, I remembered of another dream which was not so pleasant and had me screaming in the middle of the night. I was in this room full of chairs and tables (like the one we had in school). I was searching for my wallet. It was such a desperation to try finding my wallet. I was devastated to lose my wallet. My desperation turns into worry as somehow, the wallet holds something very valuable to me. In the dream, it was as though someone wants to take away my wallet as it contains something valuable. As I was getting more depress, I suddenly saw a face of a woman with a very huge eyes staring right up at me. I screamed! Yes! I screamed but not in my dream.. I actually screamed and woke up! Panting away, I was in shocked and yet relieved that it was just a dream...

Supernatural

So i have this friend, Angie, who called me last Tuesday and said that she suspected something of a supernatural is disturbing her. She has been having few sleepless night, aching body and all. So she asked for my help to call a friend of mine, Joan who has a gift of sensing and seeing this "beings".

So we drove to Angie's house yesterday and Joan get in the house on the pretext of discussing some matters. (we do not want to make it too obvious to the "beings" that we are scouting for them). Anyway, Joan went around the house and rooms, all the while chit chatting and looking at Angie's expensive camera equipments (she is a photographer, by the way). So after a while, Joan suggested that we go for a drink. (Many a time, i know that this is an indication that something is amiss and has to be discussed out of the house or away from these beings).

So 3 of us adjourned to a nearby coffee shop and JOan start to relate her experience. It seems that there is a "being" in the form of a kid in the house. Apparently it is a playful, hyperactive kid who seem to be running around the house. Joan sensed some part of the house to be warm and some part to be chilly. So, accordingly, the "being" followed Angie home during one of her late nights out.

It was a chilling experience for me listening the explanation. Somehow, I do believe that all of us have senses to feel this being that most of us choose to block it of and ignore it. In Joan's case, her senses were sharper.

It is not all the time necessary to get spiritual help when one is having this "sleepless, body aching" experience but Angie felt a different kind of unexplainable experience. Moreover, since this month is the chinese Ghost month, it seems necessary to seek spiritual help.

Well, thank god that all the "being" wanted was to play and be around someone and meant no harm. So Angie was required to make some offerings and prayers and hopefully "the kid" will leave....

Blog blog blog

I am a new blogger. I am just inspired by the many writers around. Yes, they are bloger but i call them writer simply because what they wrote really amuses me and fascinate me. So, I was inspired to write as well!

Eversince I was introduce to this world of blog (not too long ago), I just seem to be hearing news about it in the paper. The first was on government giving warning to bloggers about wrong information. Then just about yesterday, the media talk about how famous a blogger can be and the extend of their writing. And oh yes, the other day as I was doing some window shopping, I saw an outlet name Bloggers!

So now, in this era.. it is about voicing how you feel out loud. At the time where I was a teenage or a youth (yes yes - i am no longer that).. our thoughts are very much kept inside. So I am just amaze to the extend of how vocal one can be. And I really admire that!

Well, that is the reason I started this blog of mine.. though I still cannot bring myself to put up my photo. There is this part of me who is afraid that people will know who I am. I know is stupid! Is this traditional old fashion old minded me!

Geez... perhaps.. in time... i will show everything???

Cannot sleep again..

I felt very tired. My eyes are heavy.. so I got into bed just now. But when I lay down, I could not sleep. I just could not fall asleep. So here I am getting up again, switching on my laptop. As I am typing now, my eyes is as small as a japanese eyes.. I am feeling sleepy.. but....

argghhh!!! i do not know wat is happening to me... sometimes i get so tired but i cannot sleep... beh tahen..

EXPOZE...


I usually wear button shirts when I am at work. But there are a few problems relating to wearing this kinda shirt. Well, the good thing about it is that it can camoflouge the tummy.. the bad thing is that.. the buttons usually opens up at the bust!

So here I am this morning, wearing this red stripe button shirt. As I was getting out of the car, I have a funny sensation on my chest.. yea! you got it right! my button opens up exposing my bust! I was struggling to button up without stirring too much of an attention. I realise i could not do that and rush back in to the car to do the job.

The whole time after that, all the time, I kept touching my button to make sure that it is intact. If someone were to observe me, they would probably think I am crazy about my bust! Well! What the Heck! Then the 2nd incident happen again just as I was heading for lunch. I fumbled, look around quickly and button up as cool as I can. Sigh...

Well.. you guys probably think that I should get a bigger shirt. But the thing about wearing too big of this kinda shirt will make you look clumsy. Besides, the shirt fit just perfectly except for the bust part.

And I suspect that I am not the only one. The other day as I shop at this small boutique in Amcorp, I bought two shirt - yes button shirt. This lady in the shop offer the service of sewing extra small buttons as security!

So i gather that this is a common problem with women. I remember this incident where I saw this girlfriend of a friend. She was wearing a button shirt and everyone was looking at her as though waiting for the buttons to pop open! Reason being - the space between the buttons were too far apart that we could actually see her bra and flesh and all.. Mind you! She is still well covered by the bra . Thank God! If you are wondering what I am talking about.... here is an illustration...

How to survive this?

I am now working at the most jam area and have to use the ldp. It is horrendously jam. It really sucks! Sunway toll is always a nightmare. And to think that they mention the toll price will be increasing. Whatever for when nothing is done to improve the traffic condition.

As I was stucked at the toll, it came to my mind that the whole toll booths should have been demolished so that traffic will be smoother. Imagine something like a 15 rows of cars trying to squeeze into 5 toll booths. Nobody wants to give way and the distance between cars is just like inches away. You can just stretched out your hand and shake hands with your fellow neighbour in the car.

After the toll, everyone try to squeeze into the suddenly narrow road of 3 lanes then to 2 lanes. I can't help but curse as I drive along. Is making me nuts!!! Yesterday evening, it took me one and half hour to reach home.. I was venting my frustrations on my poor husband.... (I told myself I shall not swear anymore).

I am trying very hard to enjoy the so-called jam which I believe most Selangor-ians have learnt to do so... So I have stacked piles of cds in my car to keep me entertained!