There was a sailor who sailed the seas
He boarded the ship and went overseas
Swim he could not but sink not he
Found unnamed treasures but bore the silence of the seas
Friday, December 12, 2008
Love’s Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde
Love can be an obsessive compulsion
A deriding addiction that drives even the sanest of us to distraction
Is that Love's Mr. Hyde or just a love affair not meant to be?
Jealousy rewinding itself into rage, the fear of losing your love fueling the frenzy
When reality and surrealism becomes a blur and real life is interposed with disruptive drama
What about the tender loving moments that once rang true?
When before, all you ever wanted was the well-being of the beloved?
When love goes into a compulsive overdrive, it no longer bears resemblance to the once nurturing form of love, the Dr. Jekyll kind of love ~ a gentle and quiet love that is peaceful like the softest meadows
The serenity of knowing your love is real and no further words are required to reinforce what is already known in one’s heart
That kind of love is refreshing like morning’s dew and pure like the first snowflake…
A deriding addiction that drives even the sanest of us to distraction
Is that Love's Mr. Hyde or just a love affair not meant to be?
Jealousy rewinding itself into rage, the fear of losing your love fueling the frenzy
When reality and surrealism becomes a blur and real life is interposed with disruptive drama
What about the tender loving moments that once rang true?
When before, all you ever wanted was the well-being of the beloved?
When love goes into a compulsive overdrive, it no longer bears resemblance to the once nurturing form of love, the Dr. Jekyll kind of love ~ a gentle and quiet love that is peaceful like the softest meadows
The serenity of knowing your love is real and no further words are required to reinforce what is already known in one’s heart
That kind of love is refreshing like morning’s dew and pure like the first snowflake…
Monday, November 24, 2008
I'll never love this way again - Dionne Warwick
You looked inside my fantasies
And made each one come true
Something no one else
Had ever found a way to do-oo
I've kept the mem'ries one by one
Since you took me i-in
I know I'll never love this way agai-ain
I know I'll never love this way again
So I keep holdin' on
Before the good is gone
I know I'll never love this way again
Ho-old on, ho-old on
Ho-o-old on
A fool will lose tomorrow
Reaching out for yesterday
I won't turn my head in sorrow
If you should go away
I'll stand here and remember
Just how good it's bee-een
And I know I'll never love this way agai-ain
I know I'll never love this way again
So I keep holdin' on
Before the good is gone
I know I'll never love this way again
Ho-o-old on, ho-old on
Ho-old o-on...
I know I'll never love this way again
So I keep holdin' on
Before the good is gone
I know I'll never love this way again
Ho-old on, ho-old on
I know I'll never love this way again
So I keep holdin' on
Before the good is gone
I know I'll never love this way again
Ho-old on, ho-old o-o-o-on [fade]
Sunday, November 23, 2008
An old song that came to mind :-)
What do you get when you fall in love?
A guy with a pin to burst your bubble
That's what you get for all your trouble.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.
What do you get when you kiss a guy?
You get enough germs to catch pneumonia.
After you do, he'll never phone you.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.
Don't tell me what is all about,
'Cause I've been there and I'm glad I'm out,
Out of those chains, those chains that bind you
That is why I'm here to remind you
What do you get when you fall in love?
You only get lies and pain and sorrow.
So, for at least until tomorrow,
I'll never fall in love again!
I'll never fall in love again!
Don't tell me what is all about,
'Cause I've been there and I'm glad I'm out,
Out of those chains, those chains that bind you
That is why I'm here to remind you
What do you get when you fall in love?
You only get lies and pain and sorrow.
So, for at least until tomorrow,
I'll never fall in love again!
I'll never fall in love again!
What would you give for HAPPINESS?
What would you give for Love?
What would you give for Money?
What would you give for Health?
People have given up love and health for money
and in turn have given up money to regain love and health
What is it that we are searching for? A sense of happiness in our hearts?
Happiness can be gained from a new lover, acquisition of a new house or a new car or a job promotion or even the doctors declaring that you have a clean bill of health
Happiness is fundamentally simple yet complex
As easily obtainable as it is unattainable
All at once close at hand, yet at the next turn prove as elusive
as a needle hidden within the ocean floor
There are too many formulae for happiness
Too many self-help books professing to guide you in the attainment of happiness
Yet real, unadulterated happiness resides dormant in your heart
and you alone possess the key to unlocking your own happiness
You only have to look within yourself and in your heart to find the key
Material possession are but transient elements of our short time on this earth
The intricate fabric of our emotional ties with those closest to us,
is what will stand the test of time.
What would you give for Money?
What would you give for Health?
People have given up love and health for money
and in turn have given up money to regain love and health
What is it that we are searching for? A sense of happiness in our hearts?
Happiness can be gained from a new lover, acquisition of a new house or a new car or a job promotion or even the doctors declaring that you have a clean bill of health
Happiness is fundamentally simple yet complex
As easily obtainable as it is unattainable
All at once close at hand, yet at the next turn prove as elusive
as a needle hidden within the ocean floor
There are too many formulae for happiness
Too many self-help books professing to guide you in the attainment of happiness
Yet real, unadulterated happiness resides dormant in your heart
and you alone possess the key to unlocking your own happiness
You only have to look within yourself and in your heart to find the key
Material possession are but transient elements of our short time on this earth
The intricate fabric of our emotional ties with those closest to us,
is what will stand the test of time.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Will You Forgive My US$16 Billion Debt Please?
Dear Brother-in-Kuwait,
I am writing to ask that you forgive my previous debt of US$16 billion. You must know that I am only asking that cos it is in your best interest to do so. US being the superpower (super consumer) that we are, you know it is only a matter of time before we regain our economic strength and might again. And when that time comes for our country to make a full recovery(you can bet your last dollar that it will be real soon), we will not forget this little favor which you extend now.
I am sure you get my drift about what I am saying... it is all in your nation's best interest.
The other thing that I was coming to is, since my gulf brother you, are sitting atop loads of oil; money to you is as plentiful and abundant as the sands in the desert (and of no immediate use to you); thus I am sure it is not too much to ask for a loan of another US$40billion (rest assured that I won't ask you to forgive that... if I can help it of course).
Well anyway, do arrange to send me the money soon bro, cos my darling corporates from our dear banks and automobile companies are at this very moment, flying to my office in Washington (in their private jets - which are of course propelled by Kuwait's oil) to ask for alms to save their ailing backsides.
I know the boys in the car business deserve to have their asses whipped for running their companies to the dogs, but they have at least been rolling up the Hummers (nothing like a Hummer for rugged desert style), not forgetting that our beautiful monsters helps to maintain and up the oil consumption levels in your side of the world, ensuring that your petroleum companies continue to turn in obscene amounts of profits. So I know you have the bucks, please send it quick - By Wire, Paypal or VISA Money Transfer. If you are writing me a cheque, please let me know, I'll send my private jet to pick it up from you first thing tomorrow morning.
Thank you.
I am writing to ask that you forgive my previous debt of US$16 billion. You must know that I am only asking that cos it is in your best interest to do so. US being the superpower (super consumer) that we are, you know it is only a matter of time before we regain our economic strength and might again. And when that time comes for our country to make a full recovery(you can bet your last dollar that it will be real soon), we will not forget this little favor which you extend now.
I am sure you get my drift about what I am saying... it is all in your nation's best interest.
The other thing that I was coming to is, since my gulf brother you, are sitting atop loads of oil; money to you is as plentiful and abundant as the sands in the desert (and of no immediate use to you); thus I am sure it is not too much to ask for a loan of another US$40billion (rest assured that I won't ask you to forgive that... if I can help it of course).
Well anyway, do arrange to send me the money soon bro, cos my darling corporates from our dear banks and automobile companies are at this very moment, flying to my office in Washington (in their private jets - which are of course propelled by Kuwait's oil) to ask for alms to save their ailing backsides.
I know the boys in the car business deserve to have their asses whipped for running their companies to the dogs, but they have at least been rolling up the Hummers (nothing like a Hummer for rugged desert style), not forgetting that our beautiful monsters helps to maintain and up the oil consumption levels in your side of the world, ensuring that your petroleum companies continue to turn in obscene amounts of profits. So I know you have the bucks, please send it quick - By Wire, Paypal or VISA Money Transfer. If you are writing me a cheque, please let me know, I'll send my private jet to pick it up from you first thing tomorrow morning.
Thank you.
Reasons Why There Should Be No Work On Sat
Here I am sitting in the office on a perfectly fine Saturday morning, bemoaning the fact that I have to drag my sorry ass to the office at 9:00am. While working on some Saturdays which you actually have work to clear is fine, it is often more a case of showing face and satisfying the punch-in machine on Saturdays.
I know people during our parents and grandparents time worked Saturdays and possibly infact EVERYDAY in order to survive and make ends meet for the family; and particularly during these tumultuous economic times, one must be grateful to simply have a job and keep it. Afterall there are constant bills waiting to be paid in the mailbox and financial commitments to be met (and folks who would probably be happy to have your job if you didn't want it). Yes, it would be really bad news to be out of a job in such times.
Coming back to my original grouse, there are two (2) primary reasons why I feel that making people come back to the office on Saturday is counter-productive to an organization:
One (1) - If there's no real pressing work to be done, people are just going to come in to the office, surf the web, read the magazines, munch munch munch and yak yak yak... the office is effectively a corporate picnic field with the company picking up the tab for the utilities AKA keeping the air-con on, electricity for lights, computers and what-nots.
*The good thing though that comes out of this, is the bonding time between colleagues that is often not possible during busy weekdays!
Two (2) - Because people are not completely rested coming back from the weekend, more often than not, they will show symptoms of 'Monday Blues' and be sluggish for at least the first half of Monday. As a result, companies will not be able to derive 100% economic benefit of having their workers 100% productive for a full eight hours. People are gonna take time to warm up and rev up their engines and psychologically, energy levels are just gonna be a tad lower as compared to if people are well rested and just raring to go for the week and scale new heights for the company and themselves.
*This theory only works if the company has sufficient honest hardworking folks who will put in their fair share (if not more) of work once they are sufficiently rested.
If abolishing work completely on a Saturday is a hard-to-swallow notion by management, perhaps companies can consider the option of working-from-home on a Saturday; companies will benefit from the resultant goodwill from staff, saves the company $$$ in resources, staff will feel more rested over the weekend and the company would be doing a good turn to the environment, with reduced petrol and gas emission from travelling to and from the office!
I know people during our parents and grandparents time worked Saturdays and possibly infact EVERYDAY in order to survive and make ends meet for the family; and particularly during these tumultuous economic times, one must be grateful to simply have a job and keep it. Afterall there are constant bills waiting to be paid in the mailbox and financial commitments to be met (and folks who would probably be happy to have your job if you didn't want it). Yes, it would be really bad news to be out of a job in such times.
Coming back to my original grouse, there are two (2) primary reasons why I feel that making people come back to the office on Saturday is counter-productive to an organization:
One (1) - If there's no real pressing work to be done, people are just going to come in to the office, surf the web, read the magazines, munch munch munch and yak yak yak... the office is effectively a corporate picnic field with the company picking up the tab for the utilities AKA keeping the air-con on, electricity for lights, computers and what-nots.
*The good thing though that comes out of this, is the bonding time between colleagues that is often not possible during busy weekdays!
Two (2) - Because people are not completely rested coming back from the weekend, more often than not, they will show symptoms of 'Monday Blues' and be sluggish for at least the first half of Monday. As a result, companies will not be able to derive 100% economic benefit of having their workers 100% productive for a full eight hours. People are gonna take time to warm up and rev up their engines and psychologically, energy levels are just gonna be a tad lower as compared to if people are well rested and just raring to go for the week and scale new heights for the company and themselves.
*This theory only works if the company has sufficient honest hardworking folks who will put in their fair share (if not more) of work once they are sufficiently rested.
If abolishing work completely on a Saturday is a hard-to-swallow notion by management, perhaps companies can consider the option of working-from-home on a Saturday; companies will benefit from the resultant goodwill from staff, saves the company $$$ in resources, staff will feel more rested over the weekend and the company would be doing a good turn to the environment, with reduced petrol and gas emission from travelling to and from the office!
Friday, November 21, 2008
The Meaning of Love
True love is not sustained through physical attraction,
neither is it madly passionate nor romantic all the time
True love endures even during days when you don’t feel like you are in love
It is a binding commitment to stay steadfast to your vows, to promises made
To stay by him/her in sickness and in health, in wealth and in poverty
True love and a true heart comes by only once in a lifetime
See it, know it and cherish it for what it is worth
A moment’s pleasure may be a tempting treat
And desires of the flesh are easily succumbed to
But know in your heart the price and value of real love
The value of keeping faith to the one who will stay by you through it all
‘She doesn’t know me, but I still know who she is…
She is my wife, the woman whom I promised to love all my life, come what may’
True love endures even during days when you don’t feel like you are in love
It is a binding commitment to stay steadfast to your vows, to promises made
To stay by him/her in sickness and in health, in wealth and in poverty
True love and a true heart comes by only once in a lifetime
See it, know it and cherish it for what it is worth
A moment’s pleasure may be a tempting treat
And desires of the flesh are easily succumbed to
But know in your heart the price and value of real love
The value of keeping faith to the one who will stay by you through it all
‘She doesn’t know me, but I still know who she is…
She is my wife, the woman whom I promised to love all my life, come what may’
It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80s arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry, as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him.
I saw him looking at his watch, and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health; he told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's disease.As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are'? He smiled as he patted my hand and said, ''She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is.'I had to hold back tears as he left. I had goose bumps on my arms and thought, 'That is the kind of love I want in my life'.
True love is neither physical nor romantic, it is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Love is like a cup of coffee
Yes, coffee is addictive, just like love
Defined by its bitter notes yet savored for its strong aromas
A bouquet that’s all at once smooth yet acidic
Have it with sugar or enjoy the original taste
Boost it with the flavors of chocolate, caramel and vanilla
Espresso, café, decaf, latte or macchiato
Love surely isn’t all sugar and spice
But definitely invigorating, addictive and hopefully mostly soothing
Nothing in this world like love
Nothing in this world like my favorite cuppa…
Defined by its bitter notes yet savored for its strong aromas
A bouquet that’s all at once smooth yet acidic
Have it with sugar or enjoy the original taste
Boost it with the flavors of chocolate, caramel and vanilla
Espresso, café, decaf, latte or macchiato
Love surely isn’t all sugar and spice
But definitely invigorating, addictive and hopefully mostly soothing
Nothing in this world like love
Nothing in this world like my favorite cuppa…
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
A Phone/Love Contract
Just an interesting analogy that just came to my mind as I was chatting with a friend of mine.
Well basically my friend is already attached but he find himself liking another gal, thus was just ‘lamenting’ to me about why relationships can’t be like mobile phones… To have two lines at one time… after all there are folks who hold lines from SingTel as well as M1 and/or StarHub…
Well basically my friend is already attached but he find himself liking another gal, thus was just ‘lamenting’ to me about why relationships can’t be like mobile phones… To have two lines at one time… after all there are folks who hold lines from SingTel as well as M1 and/or StarHub…
So I was like saying with everything getting more expensive and the economy looking grim, why would you want to take on more liability when your main line is working perfectly well?
Then I thought about it a bit more and was telling him that the whole problem with relationships and signing new mobile phone contracts, is that often people sign up for a new phone contract simply because they are attracted by the physical appeal of the ‘SEXY’ new phone models, and while the phone is new and good, all is well. But once you get used to your new phone, you start looking at your bills and the details of your contract and then think of “damn what a shitty contract I got myself into and hey have to stick around for 24 months some more??!!!” thankfully the good thing is J once in the while, your telecoms company decides to maintain the goodwill and your ‘interest’ in the ‘relationship’ by giving out MEMBERSHIP FREEBIES and LOYALTY DISCOUNTS
Then of course, we have people who stick with their mobile providers for a long time – never ever consider switching despite tempting treats held out by other providers; still others who are the occasional switchers and yet others who are HABITUAL switchers, going with the flow depending on which provider is offering a sweeter deal at present, and yet there are others who eventually go back to their original provider after realizing that they are actually getting more shit from other operators…
Just thought it an apt analogy of how relationships are, dun you think?
Then I thought about it a bit more and was telling him that the whole problem with relationships and signing new mobile phone contracts, is that often people sign up for a new phone contract simply because they are attracted by the physical appeal of the ‘SEXY’ new phone models, and while the phone is new and good, all is well. But once you get used to your new phone, you start looking at your bills and the details of your contract and then think of “damn what a shitty contract I got myself into and hey have to stick around for 24 months some more??!!!” thankfully the good thing is J once in the while, your telecoms company decides to maintain the goodwill and your ‘interest’ in the ‘relationship’ by giving out MEMBERSHIP FREEBIES and LOYALTY DISCOUNTS
Then of course, we have people who stick with their mobile providers for a long time – never ever consider switching despite tempting treats held out by other providers; still others who are the occasional switchers and yet others who are HABITUAL switchers, going with the flow depending on which provider is offering a sweeter deal at present, and yet there are others who eventually go back to their original provider after realizing that they are actually getting more shit from other operators…
Just thought it an apt analogy of how relationships are, dun you think?
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Random Pictures
Pan Seared Salmon served with Sauteed Broccoli
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A touch of White
Sand, sea, sky and palms
Taken @ Forum
Fantastic Choc Fondue Set - Great Value
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A touch of White
Sand, sea, sky and palms
Taken @ Forum
Fantastic Choc Fondue Set - Great Value
Thursday MC
Just absolutely stuffed with oats, yes oats... for some strange reasons I have a weakness for green bean soup, oatmeal cooked with condense milk and I can quite a fair bit if I want to... well I got my mum to cook me some oatmeal for dinner this evening and I finished 2 big bowls, the first I had with a dollop of blackcurrant jam and the 2nd bowl I added a wee (quite a bit more) condense milk just to make what was sweet even sweeter...
Not healthy I know but hey I am sick right so I deserve to indulge myself...
This silly flu bug has been bogging me since last week... I think it was last Thursday, I was feeling perfectly A-OK but somehow after my lunch of 'zha-yu cu mi fun' I started sneezing and sneezing and my nose started a dripping and I kept tearing and no... it was not because of the pepper in the soup... anyway I took the next morning off and slept in and it seem to get better... but the last two days I kept having this low fever and feeling lerthagic and all and so I decided that I shud go see my doc and get some medicine to clear out the bug...
While at the clinic... I got my regular nasal spray for my sinusitis too... my doc say the sinus condition prob added to my discomfort as well and the sinus prob felt worse due to the recent wed weather, which made the air more humid and thus irrated the sinus...
Oh well... will go pop my pills and spray my nose now
Not healthy I know but hey I am sick right so I deserve to indulge myself...
This silly flu bug has been bogging me since last week... I think it was last Thursday, I was feeling perfectly A-OK but somehow after my lunch of 'zha-yu cu mi fun' I started sneezing and sneezing and my nose started a dripping and I kept tearing and no... it was not because of the pepper in the soup... anyway I took the next morning off and slept in and it seem to get better... but the last two days I kept having this low fever and feeling lerthagic and all and so I decided that I shud go see my doc and get some medicine to clear out the bug...
While at the clinic... I got my regular nasal spray for my sinusitis too... my doc say the sinus condition prob added to my discomfort as well and the sinus prob felt worse due to the recent wed weather, which made the air more humid and thus irrated the sinus...
Oh well... will go pop my pills and spray my nose now
Saturday, June 21, 2008
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Monday, May 19, 2008
What My Birth Date Means
Your Birthdate: December 7 |
 You are an island. You don't need anyone else to make you happy. And though you see yourself as a loner, people are drawn to you. Deep and sensitive, you tend to impress others with your insights. You also tend to be psychic - so listen to that inner voice! Your strength: Your self sufficiency Your weakness: You despise authority Your power color: Maroon Your power symbol: Hammer Your power month: July |
Random New Pictures
Dr. M and Me
Dr. M and Ho Wan
One week make-shift office :(
Dad and Mum@ Marina at Keppel Bay
Sleepless @ 3:08am
Am pretty much wide awake - yes @ 3:08am, I should be asleep... problem is, I slept most of my Sunday away.
The weather is the afternoon w as rather oppressing, the heat was pretty much overbearing and there was little much to do but to go back to bed with the air-conditioning set at 19 degrees. Of course, with the sweltering weather - it was impossible to achieve a climate of 19 deg celsius at all!
I just finished devouring a couple of books recently, namely The Alchemist, Notes from an Even Smaller Island and The Rector's Wife. Hmnn... lamely, nothing beats the works of my beloved Agatha Christie. She is the Queen.
Seeing that this is probably one of those entries which is just mindless talk... I think I shud just turn off the pc and try to sleep. If I am lucky, I might wake up in time to go to gym.... which means i shud leave the house at 9am and get to the gym at 10am... gym for an hour till 11, then wash up and blah blah till 12... well gonna meet yuzi and dilka @ 1pm for dilka's bday lunch @ Harry's so that shud be good timing. adios and au revoir
The weather is the afternoon w as rather oppressing, the heat was pretty much overbearing and there was little much to do but to go back to bed with the air-conditioning set at 19 degrees. Of course, with the sweltering weather - it was impossible to achieve a climate of 19 deg celsius at all!
I just finished devouring a couple of books recently, namely The Alchemist, Notes from an Even Smaller Island and The Rector's Wife. Hmnn... lamely, nothing beats the works of my beloved Agatha Christie. She is the Queen.
Seeing that this is probably one of those entries which is just mindless talk... I think I shud just turn off the pc and try to sleep. If I am lucky, I might wake up in time to go to gym.... which means i shud leave the house at 9am and get to the gym at 10am... gym for an hour till 11, then wash up and blah blah till 12... well gonna meet yuzi and dilka @ 1pm for dilka's bday lunch @ Harry's so that shud be good timing. adios and au revoir
Qing Ren De Yen Lei / The Tears of Your Lover
为什么要对你掉眼泪
Why do my tears fall before you
你难道不明白是为了爱
Do you not understand that my tears represent my love for you
只有那有情人眼泪最珍贵
The tears of the beloved is most precious
一颗颗眼泪都是爱都是爱
Each tear drop is love, my love for you
为什么要对你掉眼泪
Why do my tears fall before you
你难道不明白是为了爱
Do you not see that my tears are for you
要不是有情人跟我要分开
If not for my lover's desire to bid me farewell
我眼泪不会掉下来掉下来
My tears would not fall as they do now
好春才来春花正开
The good spring has just arrived, the blooms of Spring has just blossomed
你怎舍得说再会
How could you bear to bid me farewell
我在深闺望穿秋水
In my solitary abyss, I look upon Autumn's water
你不要忘了我情深深如海
Forget not the depth of my love, a love that is as deep as the oceans
Why do my tears fall before you
你难道不明白是为了爱
Do you not understand that my tears represent my love for you
只有那有情人眼泪最珍贵
The tears of the beloved is most precious
一颗颗眼泪都是爱都是爱
Each tear drop is love, my love for you
为什么要对你掉眼泪
Why do my tears fall before you
你难道不明白是为了爱
Do you not see that my tears are for you
要不是有情人跟我要分开
If not for my lover's desire to bid me farewell
我眼泪不会掉下来掉下来
My tears would not fall as they do now
好春才来春花正开
The good spring has just arrived, the blooms of Spring has just blossomed
你怎舍得说再会
How could you bear to bid me farewell
我在深闺望穿秋水
In my solitary abyss, I look upon Autumn's water
你不要忘了我情深深如海
Forget not the depth of my love, a love that is as deep as the oceans
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
The sentiments of the Sun
Something I wrote for a good friend and colleague :)
Sometimes it is only human to feel that despite our best efforts,
the world does not seem to recognize it
At times, even words forsake us as we struggle to try
At times, even words forsake us as we struggle to try
and explain our thoughts and feelings to this world,
And still, we feel that the world just won’t listen to us…
But consider the Sun for a moment…
It never fails to shine its very best for the world every day
Yet, mostly the world does not sit up and take notice of the Sun’s efforts;
If you are anything like me, most of us simply take our Sun for granted
On some days, our dear Sun shines with a little extra vigor – hoping that by doing so, someone may finally start to take notice and maybe even look up to say ‘hi’ or ‘thank you’
But mostly, despite the Sun’s efforts to try and get a little attention,
And still, we feel that the world just won’t listen to us…
But consider the Sun for a moment…
It never fails to shine its very best for the world every day
Yet, mostly the world does not sit up and take notice of the Sun’s efforts;
If you are anything like me, most of us simply take our Sun for granted
On some days, our dear Sun shines with a little extra vigor – hoping that by doing so, someone may finally start to take notice and maybe even look up to say ‘hi’ or ‘thank you’
But mostly, despite the Sun’s efforts to try and get a little attention,
hopefully affection and maybe a little praise
What it really gets, are curses and grumblings about how
What it really gets, are curses and grumblings about how
‘the silly Sun has made it so maddeningly hot!’
On some days, we might feel a little like what the Sun must feel
And the Sun probably understands how we feel too
To take a leaf from our dear Sun’s book, our darling Sun continues to rise diligently
On some days, we might feel a little like what the Sun must feel
And the Sun probably understands how we feel too
To take a leaf from our dear Sun’s book, our darling Sun continues to rise diligently
day after day, dawn after dawn
Warming this world with its rays, giving light to man and bringing harvest to the fields
It may not receive its due thanks and appreciation today
But nevertheless, it continues in its good works
Consider the spirit of the Sun; let us too take faith and labor to produce good fruit for our world, knowing that our labors at the end of the day will not be in vain!
Warming this world with its rays, giving light to man and bringing harvest to the fields
It may not receive its due thanks and appreciation today
But nevertheless, it continues in its good works
Consider the spirit of the Sun; let us too take faith and labor to produce good fruit for our world, knowing that our labors at the end of the day will not be in vain!
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Dedicated to the one I love
If my forever was just today... I would give thanks for you.
I would spend my last hour looking into your eyes...
for there I would see the meaning of my life unfold.
Like the simple beauty of the morning glory that is made possible only by the warmth of the morning sun; your love has caressed the depths of my soul, making me complete in the knowledge of your complete and unselfish love.
In you, I am fulfilled, content and satisfied. No more shall my spirit be in want,
no more shall my soul thirst for the futile pleasures of this world.
With you, loneliness is a stranger that shall never cross my path, so will tears be foreign to my eyes... with you, my laughter is true and my smile content,
because I love you; I am complete, I am whole.
While rains may fall and clouds may gather, I shall not fear, for the knowledge of your love,
accords me immeasurable strength to counter the uncertainties of this world.
A simple affirmation of your affection is like the most beautiful song;
to know that you love me, is more than I could ever ask for.
Even if my forever was just today.
Thoughts on Life, Love and Goodbye
When I first read this letter, I did not give much thought to what it was really saying as I was reading it in the office... yet today I read it again and deliberated upon its words and I realize the depth of its meaning in the nuances of the words...
I was touched most by:
'I would give merit to things not for what they are worth... but for what they mean to express'
- More often than not, consciously or otherwise, we might evaluate gifts presented to us by the price tags that they carry, yet this reminded me that the best gifts in life are not to be evaluated or weighed as such... the best gifts in life come from the heart... like the gift of my parents' love is a gift that no price tag could ever be attached too... like the gift of love from the one whom I have now lost through my own foolish actions...
'Give wings to children but leave them to learn how to fly themselves' ~ I thank my parents and my mentors in life, who have equipped me with knowledge and the tools necessary for the accomplishment of my dreams, but have not insisted that they know the best way for me to achieve my dreams...
'Everybody wants to live on top of a mountain, without realizing that true happiness is obtained in the journey taken and the form used to reach the top of the hill' - we all want to be at the top of our game, to be rich, successful, to be atop the mountain, to arrive so to speak... our eyes are focused so much on getting there... 'there' where we think we will be most happy, finally fulfilled and contented... but such is the fallacy of the journey... it is unexpectedly the simply joys shared with close friends and loved ones through the journey that gives meaning to our existence to begin with. How often have we been consumed with a game, a book or a movie... willing ourselves to go faster, read faster, play faster to reach the end of the journey... yet upon reaching... experience a haunting sadness, a newfound emptiness that what has kept us going and alive if for awhile has reached its last chapter... I would be happier if I could be constantly reminded that happiness is in daily living, it is not in the next increment, not in the year-end bonuses, not in the new IT bag acquisition to be looked forward to... but the simple smile and a hug given by those who truly love us...
For now, at this moment, I am humbled... for the many times when I was thinking of just 'ME', for my own creature comforts... for the hurts and tears that I have brought to those who have cared enough for me to have shed tears for me... I am sorry and I love you
I was touched most by:
'I would give merit to things not for what they are worth... but for what they mean to express'
- More often than not, consciously or otherwise, we might evaluate gifts presented to us by the price tags that they carry, yet this reminded me that the best gifts in life are not to be evaluated or weighed as such... the best gifts in life come from the heart... like the gift of my parents' love is a gift that no price tag could ever be attached too... like the gift of love from the one whom I have now lost through my own foolish actions...
'Give wings to children but leave them to learn how to fly themselves' ~ I thank my parents and my mentors in life, who have equipped me with knowledge and the tools necessary for the accomplishment of my dreams, but have not insisted that they know the best way for me to achieve my dreams...
'Everybody wants to live on top of a mountain, without realizing that true happiness is obtained in the journey taken and the form used to reach the top of the hill' - we all want to be at the top of our game, to be rich, successful, to be atop the mountain, to arrive so to speak... our eyes are focused so much on getting there... 'there' where we think we will be most happy, finally fulfilled and contented... but such is the fallacy of the journey... it is unexpectedly the simply joys shared with close friends and loved ones through the journey that gives meaning to our existence to begin with. How often have we been consumed with a game, a book or a movie... willing ourselves to go faster, read faster, play faster to reach the end of the journey... yet upon reaching... experience a haunting sadness, a newfound emptiness that what has kept us going and alive if for awhile has reached its last chapter... I would be happier if I could be constantly reminded that happiness is in daily living, it is not in the next increment, not in the year-end bonuses, not in the new IT bag acquisition to be looked forward to... but the simple smile and a hug given by those who truly love us...
For now, at this moment, I am humbled... for the many times when I was thinking of just 'ME', for my own creature comforts... for the hurts and tears that I have brought to those who have cared enough for me to have shed tears for me... I am sorry and I love you
Love, Life and Goodbye
GABRIEL GARCIA MARQUEZ, a famous writer from Colombia, and Nobel Prize winner for literature, has retired from public life for reasons of health.
He has a form of cancer, which is terminal. He has sent a farewell letter to his friends.
It is recommended reading because it is moving to see how one of the best and most brilliant of writers expresses himself & with sorrow.
(even as I'm sure this would have sounded twice as good in Spanish, let us enjoy the English version nonetheless. ....)
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A GENIUS SAYS GOODBYE FOR GOOD, he says:
If God, for a second, forgot what I have become and granted me a little bit more of life,
If God, for a second, forgot what I have become and granted me a little bit more of life,
I would use it to the best of my ability.
I wouldn't, possibly, say everything that is in my mind, but I would be more thoughtful of all I say. I would give merit to things not for what they are worth, but for what they mean to express.
I wouldn't, possibly, say everything that is in my mind, but I would be more thoughtful of all I say. I would give merit to things not for what they are worth, but for what they mean to express.
I would sleep little, I would dream more, because I know that minute that we close our eyes,
we waste 60 seconds of light.
I would walk while others stop; I would awake while others sleep.
If God would give me a little bit more of life, I would dress in a simple manner, I would place myself in front of the sun, leaving not only my body, but my soul naked at its mercy.
To all men, I would say how mistaken they are when they think that they stop falling in love when they grow old, without knowing that they grow old when they stop falling in love.
I would give wings to children, but I would leave it to them to learn how to fly by themselves.
To old people I would say that death doesn't arrive when they grow old, but with forgetfulness.
I have learned so much with you all, I have learned that everybody wants to live on top of the mountain, without knowing that true happiness is obtained in the journey taken & the form used to reach the top of the hill.
I have learned that when a newborn baby holds, with its little hand, his father's finger, it has trapped him for the rest of his life.
I have learned that a man has the right and obligation to look down at another man, only when that man needs help to get up from the ground.
Say always what you feel, not what you think. If I knew that today is the last time that that I am going to see you asleep, I would hug you with all my strength and I would pray to the Lord to let me be the guardian angel of your soul.
If I knew that these are the last moments to see you, I would say 'I love you'.
There is always tomorrow, and life gives us another opportunity to do things right,
but in case I am wrong, and today is all that is left to me,
I would love to tell you how much I love you & that I will never forget you.
Tomorrow is never guaranteed to anyone, young or old. Today could be the last time to see your loved ones, which is why you mustn't wait; Do it today, in case tomorrow never arrives.
I am sure you will be sorry you wasted the opportunity today to give a smile, a hug, a kiss, and that you were too busy to grant them their last wish.
Keep your loved ones near you; tell them in their ears and to their faces how much you need them and love them. Love them and treat them well; take your time to tell them 'I am sorry';' forgive me', 'please', 'thank you', and all those loving words you know.
Nobody will know you for your secret thought.
Nobody will know you for your secret thought.
Ask the Lord for wisdom and strength to express them.
Show your friends and loved ones how important they are to you.
Send this letter to those you love. If you don't do it today...tomorrow will be like yesterday, and if you never do it, it doesn't matter either, the moment to do it is now.
Show your friends and loved ones how important they are to you.
Send this letter to those you love. If you don't do it today...tomorrow will be like yesterday, and if you never do it, it doesn't matter either, the moment to do it is now.
For you, With much love, Your Friend,
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Weird Salad
Had lunch with a bunch of colleagues on Friday at Beppu Mekan restaurant at Far East Square. It is one of my favorite places to go for ramen... if you are familiar with the spicy kind of ramen that comes with a choice of 1 chilli, 2 chillis, 4 chillis, 6 and the ultimatum... 8 chillis which is sufficient to send one into half comatose, with swollen sausage lips...
I decided that since I have been feeling guilty with my diet recently and no yoga class for 2 weeks, I decided to opt for salad instead. The restaurant offered three kinds of salad... cant quite recall what exactly, think they have garden salad and the one I thought interesting to try was, Thai Lemon Grass Salad... which I ordered and arrived in the picture below:
I decided that since I have been feeling guilty with my diet recently and no yoga class for 2 weeks, I decided to opt for salad instead. The restaurant offered three kinds of salad... cant quite recall what exactly, think they have garden salad and the one I thought interesting to try was, Thai Lemon Grass Salad... which I ordered and arrived in the picture below:
I was like... what the hell is that manz? The whole dish was a mixture of spring onions (which I hate), onions (which I dun really fancy raw), chilli padi (yes I like that), and loads and loads of sliced lemon grass (see those small white rings?) - the whole dish was really lemon grass and to me, lemon grass is like a spice... not like the main leaves for a SALAD? OMG... my colleagues were like laughing when they saw my SALAD, which oh yes came with a few pieces of lettuce on the side for you to wrap the salad mixture in like a popiah...
As you might well guess... it was a sad and unfulfilling lunch for me and most of the lemon grass and spring onions and onions stayed pretty much in the same state that they arrived in... oh the only saving grace of the dish was that it came with a sprinkling of dried shrimp and cashew nuts which I picked at miserably throughout my sad lunch...
Thursday, March 27, 2008
A perfectly lovely Thursday morning
and I flipped and I tossed and flipped and tossed and decided... what the heck I might as well wake up and do something fruitful.. It's one of those things that I have been wanting to do, yeah the intention is there but never got around to waking up in time.
Have been talking about going for an early morning jog for the longest ever time... but damnz usually when I wake up, its much too late already. Another wasted morning(s) ;-P
So tis morning @ 6am, I decided to kick myself out of bed, throw on the jogging shoes and head down for a nice leisurely jog around the estate. The morning was fresh, the world was at peace, the birds were singing their tune of dawn and others like me too, were enjoying the time of the morning strolling/jogging... it was a great feeling, exuberantly alive with the morning coolness caressing one's skin as one abandons the cares of the world, leaving them to flutter away, along with the whispers of the wind.
And a random song in my heart, 'you asked me if I love you, and I choke on my reply. I rather hurt you honestly than mislead you with a lie, and who am I to judge you, on what you say or do? I'm only just beginning, to see the real you... At times I understand you and I know how hard you try, and through the insecurities, some tenderness survives. At times I want to break you and drive you to your knees, at time I want to love you and hold you endlessly...'
Morning has broken, like the first morning; Blackbird has spoken like the first bird...
Today has dawned, the same way the first morning dawned... if we could see our world as it was through the eyes of our forefathers, our earth in all its youthful splendor nurtured by the hands of mother nature, what would our eyes see and ears hear?
Have been talking about going for an early morning jog for the longest ever time... but damnz usually when I wake up, its much too late already. Another wasted morning(s) ;-P
So tis morning @ 6am, I decided to kick myself out of bed, throw on the jogging shoes and head down for a nice leisurely jog around the estate. The morning was fresh, the world was at peace, the birds were singing their tune of dawn and others like me too, were enjoying the time of the morning strolling/jogging... it was a great feeling, exuberantly alive with the morning coolness caressing one's skin as one abandons the cares of the world, leaving them to flutter away, along with the whispers of the wind.
And a random song in my heart, 'you asked me if I love you, and I choke on my reply. I rather hurt you honestly than mislead you with a lie, and who am I to judge you, on what you say or do? I'm only just beginning, to see the real you... At times I understand you and I know how hard you try, and through the insecurities, some tenderness survives. At times I want to break you and drive you to your knees, at time I want to love you and hold you endlessly...'
Morning has broken, like the first morning; Blackbird has spoken like the first bird...
Today has dawned, the same way the first morning dawned... if we could see our world as it was through the eyes of our forefathers, our earth in all its youthful splendor nurtured by the hands of mother nature, what would our eyes see and ears hear?
Friday, January 18, 2008
Turn Ons
What works for Me...
- Men who hold the door open for the ladies (car doors, lift doors included - but not washroom doors)
- Men who aren't MCP but are able to demonstrate that they are in control, knowledgeable and articulate
- Sense of Humour (but not the dry and cold type)
- Salmon Belly Sashimi
- Moscato D'Asti (actually any damn dessert wine that is nice and sweet)
- Amaretto on da rocks
- Well made dresses that complement and fit like a second skin
- Good Ole Friends
- Company who you can have decent heartfelt conversations with
- Popcorn that is crispy and well coated with honey
- Nice perfume and lotion (but the scent has got to be right)
- Good music that flows with the mood of the moment - groovy, sensuous, R&B, Pop
- Literature that speaks to you
- Carrot Cake (the kind with icing sugar on top not the black black alot of chilli kind)
- Most importantly! Chillies especially Chilli Padi - cant live without it
- Well directed sarcasm
- Alvin & The Chipmunks!!!
Pet Peeves
- The lingering smell of stale cigarette smoke on someone you are toking to
- Uncouth, rude and unruly people (and I dun mean ah bengs) - in-born instinct in some people
- Weird person who touches my soft toys in the office and arranges them in lewd positions (when I am not around - not funny at all)
- Male Chauvinistic Pigs
- Women who are bitchier than I am and wh0 worse direct it at me :(
4D3N in Bangkok
After several holidays with my friends - I can very safely say that I am NO holiday shopper... like a tyre that goes flat too easily after extended miles on the road, my capacity for holiday shopping is limited to 2 hours at a stretch. Beyond that, my mind and body starts to beg for mercy; ignore that and soon my face clouds over in a dark shade of moodiness...
No way, the piglet needs her mochas, macchiatos, frappuccinos... liquid sin to keep her spirits up and yes of course, not to forget the daily foot massages and body massages to keep the mood light and happy :P
Women aren't hard to please at all... you just have to press the right buttons ahahaha... Fine, I confess this is a partial manifestation of my LAZY self... so there ;-)
So here are some pics from Bangkok 3/12/07 - 6/12/07 (FOUR FREAKIN' days of UNPAID leave - to go spend money and make me poorer than I already was...)
My Favorite Moments...
Dilka - My Torturer
Shoppaholic Queen with feet of steel...
No way, the piglet needs her mochas, macchiatos, frappuccinos... liquid sin to keep her spirits up and yes of course, not to forget the daily foot massages and body massages to keep the mood light and happy :P
Women aren't hard to please at all... you just have to press the right buttons ahahaha... Fine, I confess this is a partial manifestation of my LAZY self... so there ;-)
So here are some pics from Bangkok 3/12/07 - 6/12/07 (FOUR FREAKIN' days of UNPAID leave - to go spend money and make me poorer than I already was...)
My Favorite Moments...
Dilka - My Torturer
Shoppaholic Queen with feet of steel...
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Something, Anything or Nothing to talk about... Oh whatever I guess
Strange but its so hard to keeping up with blogging these days... perhaps if I were a full time blogger... I might have the luxury of time to do that :P
Sometimes I think... it would be so nice to take a day off and wander down to the beach... in the early hours of the morning when the dew is still fresh upon the green and the breeze is light, cool and gentle to the skin.
How perfectly refreshing and wondrous is that... armed with something to read, head to coffeebean for a nice soothing and deliciously sweet cuppa Cafe Caramel and a nice chempedak muffin...
Anyway since this is an entry that is really bout nothing at all except that i want to write something that doesnt really require engaging the major functions of the brain... I shall just be as haphazard as I wan and blog as I wan and above whatever I wan...
Rather abruptly, I am deciding as I write this entry to post some new images so... whether you like it or not, here are some pictures to take up space!
Sometimes I think... it would be so nice to take a day off and wander down to the beach... in the early hours of the morning when the dew is still fresh upon the green and the breeze is light, cool and gentle to the skin.
How perfectly refreshing and wondrous is that... armed with something to read, head to coffeebean for a nice soothing and deliciously sweet cuppa Cafe Caramel and a nice chempedak muffin...
Anyway since this is an entry that is really bout nothing at all except that i want to write something that doesnt really require engaging the major functions of the brain... I shall just be as haphazard as I wan and blog as I wan and above whatever I wan...
Rather abruptly, I am deciding as I write this entry to post some new images so... whether you like it or not, here are some pictures to take up space!
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