Tuesday, 29 December 2009
2009 is but a History.
REGRETS:
Each day of my life, as soon as I open my eyes in the morning, I believe that I can square away for a happy and successful day.(well-- I always tried.) It's the mood and the purpose at the inception of each day that are the important facts in charting my course for the day. I can always decent for a fresh start, no matter what the past has been. It's today that is the paramount problem --always.Yesterday is... but history.
We have to face regrets. Becoming mature means learning to accept what I cannot change, facing unresolved sorrows and learning to love life as it really happens, not as I would have it happen...
I truly believe that there's no better way to waste time in life than to dwell on the past. We should learn from the past with as much objectivity as possible, so that we can modify our future actions -- and then move on.
MISTAKES
I've never been afraid to admit when I've made a mistake. It nearly drives me nuts sometimes, making mistakes. I keep telling myself I should be perfect, but that isn't what we're here for. Perfection isn't an option for us; Nobody's perfect! We're here to learn and change, and that means making mistakes.
Many of us grow up thinking of mistakes as bad, viewing errors as evidence of fundamental incapacity. This negative thinking pattern can create a self-fulfilling prophecy, which undermines the learning process. To maximize our learning it is essential to ask: "How can we get the most from every mistake we make?" Remember--To continue learning is to embrace the process of trial and error at higher and higher levels...One mistake will never kill you, but the same mistake over "and over again"--will hurt you BIG TIME! :-(
THANKFUL
How easily we can forget how precious life is! So long as we can remember, we've just been here, being alive. Unlike other things for which we have a good comparison--black to white, day to night, good to bad, right to wrong--we are so immersed in life that we can see it only in the context of itself. We don't see life as , compared to anything, to not-being, for example, to never having been born.
But life itself is a gift. It's a compliment just being born: to feel, breathe, to express, think, play, dance, sing, work, make love, for this particular lifetime.
Today, let's give thanks for life. For life itself. For simply being born!
We must be thankful for what we have-- As what Confucius says-
"I was complaining that I had no shoes till I met a man who had no feet"
Sometimes we seem to forget to acknowledge the beauty of our surroundings, when we are forgetting those who cannot see at all...Gratitude is the memory of the heart; therefore forget not to say often, I have all I ever enjoyed...Remember- You get appreciation by giving it...
LIFE
For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin--real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be got through first, neverending housework, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life. But one thing I have learned is that...
"What doesn't kill me makes me stronger...No life is so hard that you can't make it easier by the way you take it"
2010 This is the precious present, regardless of what yesterday was like, regardless of what tomorrow may bring. When our inner eyes open, we can actually find immense beauty hidden within the inconsequential details of daily life. When our inner ears open, we can hear the subtle, lovely music of the universe everywhere we go. When our heart opens, we can take deep pleasure in the company of the people around us--family, friends, acquaintances, or even strangers--including those whose characters are less than perfect, just as our character is less than perfect. When we are open to the beauty, enigma and grandeur of prevailing existence, you "get it" that it always has been beautiful, mysterious, and grand and always will be...
A NEW LIFE...
Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things even better.
It's not that some people have willpower and some don't. It's that some people are ready to change and others are not...Remember if you can't change the world, change your life, if you can't change your life...change your attitude...
Forget the New year's resolutions. Forget control and discipline...too much work. Instead try experimenting. Go in search of something to fall in love with...something about yourself perhaps, your career, or just life itself!!!
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.
WISHING YOU ALL A FLOURISHING NEW YEAR!!!
Tuesday, 20 October 2009
Dried Fish...
Nagpunta ako sa kusina, at pinagsaing ko ang bunso kong anak. Wala akong mahalungkat na madaling kainin. Kailangan kong mag defrost ng karne, kung gusto kong magluto ng ulam? Anong uulamin namin?
Dito sa UK, kadalasan ang mag tao, isang beses isang araw lang sila kumakain, sandwich lang halos o minsan chichirya ang kanilang pampalipas gutom sa tanghali. Minsan prutas o kaya naman sabaw na nasa sachet.
Bilang isang tunay na pilipino, malakas paring sumisigaw sa aking puso, ang pagiging natural na pinoy. At sobrang hilig sa kanin. Dahil narin sa sakit namin sa pamilya (diabetis) medyo nagbawas na rin ako sa kanin, kaya ang sampong kilong bigas ay inaabot narin ng mahigit kumulang tatlong buwan, sa aming mag-anak.
Sa tindi ng pagod ko kanina, nakita ko sa ref ang nakabalot na tuyo na dala pa ng kaibigan kong galing Texas. “Hmmmn, pwede nato, sawsaw sa suka at bagoong.” masarap kainin pag ganitong malakas ang ulan. Maalala ko noong kabataan ko pa, madalas naming kainin ang tuyo katerno ng munggo (or balatung sa kapampangan) lalo na pag araw ng Biernes, siguro dala ng pagiging katoliko ni Inay, kaya kada Biernes, hindi kami nagkakarne, tradisyon na dinala naming magkakapatid, pero isang dahilan narin ng pagtitipid. Kaya kadalasan tuyo ulam namin.
Siempre pag bata ka, medyo hindi ganun kalawak ang pang intindi mo sa mga kapaligiran, hindi mo naiintindihan kumbakit, lagi kayong kumakain ng tuyo. Tuyo na matindi ang amoy, at kapag itoy inulam mo, tiyak, maghapon ang hininga mo at kamay ay nangangamoy tuyo. Bagay na kinaiinisan mo, para sa yo, sa murang isip, ang tuyo ay pagkain ng mahihirap, minsan sinisisi mo ang tuyo, kumbakit nag da dry ang balat mo. “dahil siguro madalas kaming kumain ng tuyo”
Kapag tinatanong ka ng mga kaibigan mo kung anong ulam niyo, nahihiya kang mag sabi na tuyo ang ulam niyo, kaya kadalasan gumagawa ka ng sarili mong ilusyon at sinasabi mo na ang ulam niyo ay HAM or “Pride chiken.”
Matapos kong lutuan ng pritong itlog ang mga anak ko, binigyan ko sila ng konting kanin sa kani kanilang plato, at pinakain sa salas, sabay utos na isara ang lahat ng mga pintuan sa silid, binuksan ko ang mga bintana sa kusina, pati narin ang pintuan sa may bandang utility room. Then nilabas ko ang frying pan, at nagprito ako ng tuyo, sinindi ko ang exhaust fan,sabay nagdasal na sana, wag maamoy ng mga kapitbahay ko.
Pagkaluto, gumawa ako ng sawsawan na suka at bagoong, sumandok ng kanin at nakadalawang plato ako, sarap na sarap ako sa tuyo, habang tinitiris ko ang ulo, sabay sawsaw sa suka, siempre pa nagkamay ako, at ang isang paa ko, nakataas pa sa may upuan, alangan namang gagamit kapa ng fork and knife, baka sisigaw ang tuyo ng “Hoy kamayan mo nga ako no?” so ayun, kada subo ko sa kanin, at tuyo, parang naalala ko bigla ang kabataan ko, na kada kumakain ako ng tuyo noon, iniisip ko na ham ang sinusubo ko instead na tuyo, pero ngayon, enjoy na enjoy ako sa tuyo.
Hinugasan ko kagad ang frying pan, at hinugasan din ang mga plato, naghugas ako ng kamay ng ilang beses. Heto hangga ngayon nangangamoy suka at tuyo parin ang aking kanang kamay. Pero isa lang ang masasabi ko…Huwag ikahiya ang tuyo, dahil darating ang araw, tuyo lang pala ang magpapaligaya sa yo.
Thursday, 30 July 2009
Collection of very Short Poems.
The trust is broken
My faith destroyed
and confidence shattered
realization confirmed
but healing begun
and heart renewed
one day for sure
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Used
Hoping
you won't
take advantage
so I gave you
another chance
after granting you
one chance
and another, before that
but you took advantage
and my tears
stain the ground
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Swindled
longing for
one feeling
veiled under your
evil lies
left with
only sorrow
seeking answers
torn from me
...but I'll find it again
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Tuesday, 28 July 2009
A choice or a chance?
When we meet the right person to love when we're at the right place at the right time.
That's chance.
When you meet someone you're attracted to, that's not a choice.
That's chance.
Being caught up in a moment (and there's a lot of couples who get together because of this) is not a choice.
That's also a chance.
The difference is what happens afterward.
When will you take that infatuation, that crush, that mind-blowing attraction to the next level? That's when all sanity goes back, you sit down and contemplate whether you want to make this into a concrete relationship or just a fling.
If you decide to love a person, even with his faults, that's not a chance.
That's choice.
When you choose to be with a person, no matter how bad he/she treats you, that's choice.
Infatuation, crushes, attraction comes to us by chance.
But true love that lasts is truly a choice. A choice that we make.
Regarding soulmates, there's a beautiful movie quote that I believe is so true about this:
"Fate brings you together, but it's still up to you to make it happen."
I do believe that soulmates do exist.
That there is truly someone made for you.
But it's still up to you to make the choice if you're going to do something about it or not.
We may meet our soulmates by chance, but loving and staying with our soulmate is still a choice we have to make.
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Then... came my reply:
“The most difficult phase of life is not when no one understands you… it is when you don’t understand yourself…”
I am still learning and trying to understand myself...
I dont want to cry anymore, but I can't help it.
Is that a choice?
I don't want to think of the person who made me cry...but he kept on popping in my mind.
Is that a choice?
I want to move on and start a new life.
But it's easier said than done.
I am hoping that One day, I will put a sign in my room that will help me maintain the right perspective concerning yesterday. It will simply say…
”Yesterday Ended last Night…”
So it will remind me that no matter how badly I might have failed in the past, it’s done and over and that someday I can make things better.
and that would be the best choice I could ever make.
PS:
I know too that God has given us two gifts:
one is a CHOICE and another is CHANCE.
Choice is to select a good one & Chance is to have the "Best One"
Shame I had the crappy one. :-(
Sunday, 26 July 2009
Weak....

"For as gold is tested in fire, and so will love be perfected in pain."
Sometimes in life we encounter some difficulties, well----some sort of dilemmas, it's a lot easier to say what you want in life, but it's hard to stick with that choice, especially when your emotions is trying to control everything. You are in a situation where you're not sure which path to take.
You want to gamble at the same time you're scared to lose.
You are trying to be strong, pretending we can handle things.
But sometimes the best way to be strong is to admit that we are weak,
"that we can’t do everything on our own.
"When we are experiencing pain, don’t ignore the feelings...
It’s all right to cry and lift our concerns to the people we trust,
" because once the storm has passed, we will naturally emerge as a
"stronger and better person."
Monday, 20 July 2009
Holiday World, Costa Del SoL



The wave pool at the beach club.

Mum and daughter's bonding

Trip to Gibraltar, about an hour and a half drive from Benalmedina, I enjoyed the close encounters with the apes, they were quite vicious, the have no sense of ownership, they love to steal food and they're everywhere, kids were a bit scared when one of the apes stole the American's tourist back pack, he opened the bag and took all the food inside. Things you don't see everyday eh?



It was the best summer holiday so far, we had a fabulous time, I want to go back there again next year.
Wednesday, 3 June 2009
Blogging...which site is the best?

Why BLOG?
Blogging is my “stress reliever” people probably thought I am dishing out too much about my personal life. (Not really-akala niyo lang yun) but YES!I do share some of my life experience, but my purpose is maybe to help others to learn from my experiences. Life is too short to learn them all by yourself, so might as well learn it from others! (lols)
Earn money while blogging??? $$$
I also learned some interesting facts while I was browsing other people’s blog the other day, that someone could actually earn a lot of dough (like 5 figures!!!) from blogging. (Well-if ever I will earn a single penny for writing blog, I would consider it a bonus!) but NO! I only blog because I am bored, not because I want to be popular and rich? (ohhh, wait—yes! I wanna be rich…) but I don’t think writing these blogs will get me there. :-) I am a complete mediocre-or lower than that!
Hmmnn-so you think I am being too hard on myself?
I am just being honest! First I don’t have suitable knowledge on how to write properly, not to mention my ENGLISH! and some grammatical errors, my punctuation and spelling sucks, and I have a little knowledge about similes and metaphors. I still don’t know how to do those “magnetic headlines” to catch some readers.
Monday, 1 June 2009
My summer check-list.

Sunday, 31 May 2009
Summer is here (I hope...)

Having this lovely weather is no good for me either, due to my terrible hayfever, the pollen count is high and I have no choice but to hibernate inside the house. I do love to sunbathe, but I struggled with my breathing last night after staying outside the back garden all day. "Asthma alert!" I forgot to get my inhaler. I need to book for a doctor's appointment tommorow.
Saturday, 18 April 2009
Defining marriage???
"2 people inlove joining in a matrimony"
or girls would say- "White wedding??" -"fabulous dress, fantastic food.
and some naive people, would say "meeting your soulmate and spending the rest of your life with them"
I have been married for nearly 13 yrs now- and when someone asked me when I was a teenager-about my definition of "marriage" I remember saying- Oh that would be me in a few years time, when I meet my MR RIGHT! "yeah right!"
Is there such thing as Mr Right? naaahhhh-I dont think so. BUT honestly speaking, when I met my husband to be then, I thought he was my Mr Right! but yes- I am definitely right...He was RIGHT for marrying me, though I was the one who suffered the consequences afterwards. :-)
Now if you ask me what is marriage? I would say - Marriage is the most difficult carreer in the world. It's not all about finding the right person, it's about understanding and coping with this person for the rest of your life, it's all about partnership, learning how to compromise, it's not just a one way system. Sometimes marriage is full of lies and heartaches. I came from a family that is full of betrayals and infidelity. I kept on asking myself when I was young why men lies...why men promised to love one person for the rest of their life but ended up sleeping with somebody else.
Recently- I asked a male friend why they lie????and he answered, "because it was in the bible".
yeah right? are you kidding me?
he said- NO! I am telling the truth there is a reason behind all that...let me explain and this is what he said..
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One day, while a woodcutter was cutting a branch of a tree above a river, his axe fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord appeared and asked, "Why are you crying?" The woodcutter replied that his axe has fallen into water, and he needed the axe to make his living. The Lord went down in the water and reappeared with a golden axe. "Is this your axe?" the Lord asked.
The woodcutter replied, "No."
The Lord again went down and came up with a silver axe. "Is this your axe?" the Lord asked.
Again, the woodcutter replied, "No."
The Lord went down again and came up with an iron axe. "Is this your axe?" the Lord asked.
"Yes", he replied. The Lord was pleased with the man's honesty and gave him all three axes to keep, and the woodcutter went home happy.
Some time later the woodcutter was walking with his wife along the riverbank, and his wife fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord again appeared and asked him, "Why are you crying?"
"Oh Lord, my wife has fallen into the water!" The Lord went down into the water and came up with Angelina Jolie.
"Is this your wife?" the Lord asked.
"Yes," cried the woodcutter.
The Lord was furious. "You lied! That is an untruth!"
The woodcutter fell to his knees and cried, "Oh, forgive me, Lord. It is misunderstanding. You see, if I had said 'no' to Angelina Jolie, You would have come up with Catherine Zeta-Jones. Then if I also said 'no' to her, you would have come up with my wife. Had I then said 'yes,' you would have given me all three. Lord, I am a poor man, and am not able to take care of all three wives, and I love my wife such that I don't want her to share me with anyone, so THAT'S why I said yes to Angelina Jolie."
The moral of this story is: Whenever a man lies, it is for a good and honourable reason, and for the benefit of others..
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hmmnnnn, he made a good point... :-)
Friday, 3 April 2009
Filipino mentality..
Now she's having some dilemma! When she invited people, some says- can I take my children? bestfriend, parents etc...
This is the thing in the Philippines...we don't know the concept of RSVP- they are not aware of the protocol. When I celebrate my son's 1st bday party in the Philippines, I don't even know half of the people there, there are more adults than the children. Grandparents, neighbours, relatives etc.
Others even go on a huff when they don't get invited, like as if it's the end of the world...(asuss- tampururut kapa jan) I know that I have been living abroad for so many years now, but even then, when I am the only one invited, I never drag the whole clan if I was invited to a party.
On my wedding day, it was written clearly -RSVP- out of 300 people invited, no one had the decency to respond. Did they all turn up ? NO! but the funny thing is, there are babies and children (not my family member) on my wedding...and when i specified and stipulated "FORMAL attire" here in the UK, people always make an effort to shop for clothes when they go to weddings, but in the Philippines, expect some of them to turn up wearing rubber shoes, jeans and shorts...abysmal!!!
Well- I am not saying, forget about the tradition and lets all be westernise, but my point is, it's expensive to have parties nowadays, and if the host is paying an extortionate amount of money for catering, I thought it would be polite to atleast respond and dont invite uninvited guest..if it says YOU are invited plus a guest...just take one guest...cos it didnt say GUESTS with an S...
It's not rocket science really, I hope people realise that...
Wednesday, 25 March 2009
The BIG C!
We hear about people affected with this disease, the saddest part is, we probably know someone close to us who’s suffering with this BIG C.
Few weeks ago, our filipino actor “Francis KIKO Magalona” died of cancer, age 44, father of 8 children. I wasn’t even aware that he has cancer. Another celebrity lost the battle with cervical cancer recently, was Jade Goody? (not sure if you heard about her) She’s a reality TV star. She’ joined UK BIg Brother in 2002 i think. She became the 25th most influential celebrity.
I am not a big fan of Jade because of her foul mouth and swearing all the time, but I have to give her credit because she’s a courageous woman both in life and death”. She died at the age of 27, mother of 2 boys (5 and 4) My heart sank when I heard the news on mother’s day. It must be the most horrifying news for her children especially to lose your mother on Mother’s Day? I know that she earned a lot of money doing this documentary about her life story, Jade’s illness had featured in the media on a daily basis over recent weeks, but she did it all for the right reasons, to raise funds for her children’s future. I watched her wedding last week, and I was in tears. I know that her children’s future would probably be a lot better than my kids future, but the fact that she wont be there when they start Primary School,on their Graduation etc, that’s what breaks my heart. ;-(
My neighbour lend me her OK magazine yesterday and the cover was a tribute to Jade Goody, and one of my minded kids, Aidan (9) said, "all I hear is Jade Goody “I know she died at a very young age, and I do feel sorry for her, but for heaven’s sake, other people died of cancer too, but dont get the same treatment as she does" and I was like…hmmmm he’s got a point. Yes-2 of my siblings died of cancer, but they didn’t earn millions for their stories.
I just remember today is the death anniversary of my sister (Eileen) and tomorrow is the birthday of my late Ate Tet (Tetchie-as knowned by everyone) who died of cervical cancer in 1996 (age 40) . Then the day after tomorrow it’s my brother, Robin’s death anniversary. (He had prostate cancer) They all died at a very young age. (in their forties.)
I know that we are all aware of the BIG C, but some of us are probably not taking any precautionary measures like going for a smear test (for women) checking your breast regularly and if we find any abnormality signs on our body we must always make an effort to go for a check up…I have my regular check up due to our medical history and I had my smear test 2 months ago, fortunately everything is clear. I hate the procedure and all, but nothing is more priceless than our life…so please please please, rather than buying all your gadgets, handbags, loads etc…go for a general check-up, I am sure it wont cost that much…and even if it is…afterall it’s all worth it…remember-health is better than wealth.
March
Friday, 20 March 2009
No place like HOME.






Christianity is very popular in the Philippines, I was raised as a Catholic and went to a Catholic School, they taught us how to pray all the time, and yes--finders keepers...so beware when you leave your stuff... They might think it's God's will...heheheheh



Thursday, 26 February 2009
Filipino sense of wit...:-)
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This week, we shall take a “reading tour” of one of the most spirited communities in Asia. The Philippines is full of word play. The local accent among many Filipinos, in which English words with “F” are spelled and pronounced with the sound of “P” and V is pronounced as “B” (because the Philippine alphabet has no letters F or V), is often used very cleverly, such as, the sign in a flower shop in Diliman called Petal Attraction.
Much of the word play in the Philippines is deliberate with retailers and various businesses favoring a play on names of Western establishments and celebrities (Americans, in particular—movie stars and entertainment personalities, especially).
For example, there is a bread shop in Manila called Anita Bakery, a 24-hour restaurant called Doris Day and Night, a garment shop called Elizabeth Tailoring, and a barber shop called Felix The Cut.
Reader Robert Harland also spotted a bakery named Bread Pitt, and a Makati fast-food place selling “maruya” (banana fritters) called Maruya Carey. Then, there are Christopher Plumbing, and a boutique called The Way We Wear ; a video rental shop called Leon King Video Rental; a restaurant in the Cainta district of Rizal called Caintacky Fried Chicken, a local burger restaurant called Mang Donald’s, a doughnut shop called MacDonuts , a shop selling “lumpia” (egg roll) in Makati called Wrap and Roll, and two butcher shops called Meating Place and Meatropolis.
Smart travelers can decipher what may look like baffling signs to unaccustomed foreigners by simply sounding out the “Taglish” (the Philippine version of English words spelled and pronounced with a heavy Filipino accent), such as, at a restaurant menu in Cebu : “We hab sopdrink in can an in batol” [translation: We have soft drinks in can and in bottle]. Then, there is a sewing accessories shop called Bids And Pises (translation: Beads and Pieces –or– Bits and Pieces).
There are also many signs with either badly chosen or misspelled words, but they are usually so entertaining that it would be a mistake to “correct” them. A reader named Antonio “Tonyboy” Ramon T. Ongsiako, (now there’s a truly Filipino name), contributed the following interesting Philippine signs and advertisements:
In a restaurant in Baguio City (the “summer capital” of the Philippines ): “Wanted: Boy Waitress”; on a highway in Pampanga: “We Make Modern Antique Furniture;” on the window of a photography shop in Cabanatuan : “We Shoot You While You Wait;” and on the glass front of a cafe in Panay Avenue in Manila : “Wanted: Waiter, Cashier, Washier.”
Some of the notices can even give a wrong impression, such as, a shoe store in Pangasinan which has a sign saying: “We Sell Imported Robber Shoes” (these could be the “sneakiest” sneakers); and a rental property sign in Jaro, Iloilo reads: “House For Rent, Fully Furnaced” (it must really be hot inside)!
Occasionally, one could come across signs that are truly unique–if not altogether odd. Reader Gunilla Edlund submitted a sign that she saw at the ticket booth in the ferry pier in Davao City in southern Philippines , which said: “Adults: 1 peso; Child: 50 centavos; Cadavers: fare subject to negotiation.”
European tourists may also be intrigued to discover two competing shops selling hopia (a Chinese pastry) called Holland Hopia and Poland Hopia, which are owned and operated by two local Chinese entrepreneurs, Mr. Ho and Mr. Po respectively–(believe it or not)!
According to Manila businessman, Tonyboy Ongsiako, there is so much wit in the Philippines because “. . .we are a country where a good sense of humor is needed to survive. We have a 24-hour comedy show here called the government and a huge reserve of comedians made up mostly of politicians and retiring actors.
Friday, 6 February 2009
Bargain hunter...

Monday, 2 February 2009
one of my favourite movies...

Plot summary:
the Mayan civilization, a peaceful tribe is brutally attacked by warriors seeking slaves and human beings for sacrifice for their gods. Jaguar Paw hides his pregnant wife and his son in a deep hole nearby their tribe and is captured while fighting with his people. An eclipse spares his life from the sacrifice and later he has to fight to survive and save his beloved family

PLOT summary: A young man leaves his middle class existence in pursuit of freedom from relationships and obligation. Giving up his home, family, all possessions but the few he carried on his back and donating all his savings to charity Christopher McCandless (Emile Hirsch) embarks on a journey throughout America. His eventual aim is to travel into Alaska, into the wild, to spend time with nature, with 'real' existence, away from the trappings of the modern world. In the 20 months leading up to his Great Alaskan Adventure his travels lead him on a path of self-discovery, to examine and appreciate the world around him and to reflect on and heal from his troubled childhood and parents' sordid and abusive relationship. When he reaches Alaska he finds he has been insufficiently prepared for the hardships to come. Despite making it through the winter his plan is ill-judged and prepares to return home in spring, only to find the stream he crossed in the snow has become an impassable raging torrent and that he is trapped. With no means of sustaining himself adequately he eventually starves to death in his so sought after isolation. Throughout his epic journey the people he meets both influence and are influenced by the person he is and bring him to the eventual and tragic realisation that "Happiness is only real when shared".
verdict: GREAT for your DVD collection if you love action and adventures. (4 stars)
On a cold and snowy morning...

Thursday, 29 January 2009
One of my childhood dreams...

You know, one of my dreams when I was a wee girl is to play the piano in one of the prestigious hotels. I wanted to travel all over the world. I was musically inclined person, but Im not really good at it. I love MUSIC but music doesn't seem to agree with me...:-)
When I was young, I joined a musical band, but I was one of the front line singer. I am not a fantastic singer, (dont get me wrong, I can probably sing better than Britney-well-atleast I dont mime) but I begged our manager to hire me, because I said, i got other talents other than singing.
My first ever trip with the group was in Dubai. (it was a beautiful place) very cosmopolitan. I was in my early 20's then. I was under a lot of pressure because my other co-singers (I would say) they have a fabulous voice, almost like Mariah Carie, Celine Dion and Whitney Houston (those were the popular singers during that time-Kerry Underwood wasn't probably even potty trained then hehe) They never gave me any songs from Mariah, or Whitney-Most of the time, I was asked to sing some Hindi songs- "I remember one song called Bat-ban Jaye" and "Tama tama Loge" (sorry forgot the spelling) and also some arabic songs forgot the title but it goes something like this-"Ya mustafa-Ya mustafa- Anabahaebak Yamustafa- Saba sineen fila al tahreen, wintahabibi Ya mustafa" . Have you ever heard some Hindi Songs? (quite high pitch and tiny voice?) I can make my voice sounds like that and also with the arabic songs, you have to do the vibrato style and I can also copy some of their dance move. Occasionaly I also played the keyboards and once I even played the drums, that's the only way I could stand out with the other singers cos I can play instruments (but only self taught though-unfortunately I never had a proper lesson-we couldn't afford it.) but I love to be able to play different kinds of musical instruments especially the violin and the harp.
When I go to hotels and see people playing the piano at the hotel lobby, I am soooo jealous and trying to imagine myself...That should be me...but I am quite old now, and I can only sing lullabies and play music to my children and I am sure they'll appreciate it more...hehehe
My guilty pleasure



Gilmore Girls...

About this Blog...
This "blog" is all about my journey in life-I have been through the hottest desert and in to the deepest snow, I've entered the darkest cave and seen the brightest star. I have also been to sorrow and bliss, Where I'll be tomorrow, I can only guess.
For me '' Life is a matter of perspective, either you complain because roses have thorns or you rejoice because thorns have roses. It all depends on how you look at it ''
But if you analyze it...Roses may have thorns, but they’re still beautiful, aren't they? it's like our life here on Earth, full of pains and trials. But remember, the greatest joys and pleasures are often accompanied by little pain.
Consider it joy when you encounter all kinds of trials. It produces perseverance
Hope you'll come along with me, while I tackle all the obstacles and surprises in life.
So drop by for more updates later...