Riding A Roller Coaster Life

Life is a roller-coaster - so someone says. I'm on a different ride at the moment. It's called SOMEDAY http://thistoowillpast.blogspot.com


Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Culinary Therapy

Life's been hectic. Thoughts wandering. Aspirations list - so many unchecked. I turned to the kitchen and found peace.





[Curry Therapy]







[Pasta Therapy]








[Bee Hoon Therapy]
















[Pie Therapy]


All good with Bitter-Lemon Cranberry. Darn, where's the sliced lemon?!




I wish life was simpler. A lot simpler...........

A penny for thought...

Tonight will be the second night in this week where I simply cannot sleep. How am I to wake up at 4:15 am for my pre-dawn meal? Perhaps I somehow know I'll manage. After all, it's Ramadhan and this month, in the muslim calendar, is usually extra special. For some reasons, observers of the month will see things they don't otherwise see on any 'ordinary' day. One realises one's strengths and weaknesses, discover new realisation and at times receive spiritual resonance of a unique sort so much so that his/her mind becomes more awaken. It's an experience which I believe is unique to the individual.

For me, Ramadhan has been wonderful. Despite missing two days of fasting because of some problems to do with the spine, I find myself deep in reflection; thinking about souls who in some way or other depend on me for one thing or another. I get filled with this sense of responsibility over them. At the same time too, I get filled with this sense of helplessness that there's really nothing much that I can do for them. Not to mention too, I get this frustrations that no matter what I would like to do to help, some things are simply beyond my means. Thus said, I develop this long sense of disgruntlement and a list of pet peeves. One thing leads to another and I discover how imperfect the world is and how much patience and tolerance I need to develop in order to just 'cope' with the world.

Thus said, I reckon this blog entry shall be a coping mechanism. An opportunity for me to list my pet peeves *drum roll*.
1. Fake modesty
2. Self-importance
3. Misplaced sense of priority
4. Lack of urgency
5. Noise
6. Boredom
7. Slow, convoluted thought process
8. Self-righteousness
9. Aggression (passive and active)
10. Over confidence

Now its time for peace to reign. Forgive me GOD for being so 'self-righteous'. I'll continue to seek and learn. I'm just trying to figure out which coin I'm holding on to now.

Or is it simply a 2 cents worth?

[contemplating & seeking meaning]

Timid Boy

Cancer (June 21 - Jul 22)

Tension brings a minor emotional conflict to a head. You may feel as if there is too much happening for you to keep it all together. Still, it may be premature to discuss the details of your plan. Try working your way into it by sharing ideas about your goals. Hopefully, this can open a path to a much needed discussion about your feelings.

..>WO!! Read it any way I want, this about succinctly describes how the day went. I will spare the details. I just emailed John about it. And I think come tomorrow, Jay and Huey will know to about the uncanny precision of the horoscope to my experience. At this point, I'd probably be like a nutcase of a horoscope reader. Hehe..I reckon if it's all in the name of fun, then so be it.

Needless to say, the day went pretty well. A lot of work got done and a lot more can be done tomorrow. I cannot help but feel that Ramadhan comes with a special feeling. I miss dad on days like today. Come 11 Oct 2007, he would have passed on for 7 years. Through this 7 years, I've grown a fair bit, if not a lot. Can't write a life story but I can definitely share in this cyberworld the myriads of beautiful people I've met along the way. Friends and people who are always caring, even if brutally honest. Judgements that hurt but nonetheless hold truths that open doors to a much more meaningful existence. Most importantly, twist of events that serve as reminders of dad's sacred words whilst he was alive. There's a reason why I'm dad's son and I'm extremely grateful for that. Kris joked in jest the other day about how God would probably 'be regretting' looking at the 'mistakes' he had made for his human creations (given their never ending series of unenlightened behaviour). But, I'd like to believe that with dad and I (and many others who share my sentiments), that God made no mistakes with us. If at all, he created possibilities of infinite proportion. Amen!

The night's getting darker (?!!) so I'd better turn in. My prayers for tonight?

'The quest for inner peace is often blocked by fear. Have none and clarity will appear. Amen.', etherealpainter (words inspired from dad's 'don't be afraid' reminder to me when I was growing up).

Thank you dad, wherever you are.


[FRIENDS]

Sunset

'Do not look back upon what has been done. Go ahead!' vivekananda

For some inexplicable reasons, I have to say today was a good day. I arrived at the office at 7am. Then left at 6pm. Did some grocery shopping for tomorrow's pre-dawn meal and received an sms from Khairiah who so kindly informed me that there's an earthquake in Indonesia of 7.9 magnitude. Just the a few nights ago, I sms Khairiah and the rest asking if there was an earthquake. Hm..

I think I need to mop the flat next. [Sunset]

Bottoms Up!

“All truth is eternal. Truth is nobody’s property; no race, no individual can lay any exclusive claim to it. Truth is the nature of all souls." vivekananda

Ivo sent me an email and asked, 'who are you? do you know who you are or are you still searching?'

Toughie. Do I know who I am? Yes. Do I know what I am? Perhaps. Do I know what I will become? Hard to say. Do I know who and what I am to be? Definitely.

But for now, I'd say 'bottoms up! I'm dead beat.'

Cheers!

[The truth about Sage & Snow. Soulful!]

Bon Appetite!

There's a saying that goes, 'You are what you eat.' I'd like to also think, 'You are how you eat.' My late dad used to be very strict on us at the dinner table. "Mind the manners," he'd say - "Don't talk when eating. Don't slurp. Don't sniff your food. Don't eat the food if it's piping hot. Don't blow your food to make it cool. etc." And I don't know if I really practise whatever dad used to teach us. For one, I love to talk over meals because it makes eating fun and I just cannot finish my food no matter how hard I try, except when the food is extremely (and I mean extremely) delicious. Then again, I guess it all depends on who I am with at the dinner table.

I don't take after dad when it comes to nurturing the 'young ones' at the dinner table, rather in this case on the dinner floor (how do you tell a cat to mind its table manners? *scratch head*). But I do know that I don't like it when anyone chomps their meal noisily because it sets my imagination reeling on things I'd rather not see . But with 3tails, I'd be more than ready to make the exception. Somehow, when the furballs eat, they ooze with irrestible charm; what with Sage's 'paw lickin' good' habit, Storms' 'let me share your meal' attitude or Snow's 'Do not disturb. Cat Eating' gaze. Adorable!


Oh!! Now I'm hungry and it's already 1:20 am.

[One of my favourite meals; & nasi lemak wrapped in banana leaves!]