Monday, April 11, 2011

Kudos, Malaysia.

Ah, here I am again, after another season of going missing. So, wonder one, wonder all, regarding what I am about to ramble about today. I guess it comes as a no-shocker to many- the dirty side of Malaysian politics. Or rather politik kotor... quote unquote Chandra Muzaffar. Anyhoos, the pettiness of things baffles me beyond what I can aptly ever be able to put down in words.

Malaysian politicians seem to be having an uncanny liking towards porn and are not trying at all to hide it. ROFL. But what seems to boggle my mind is how they can frame and re-frame the same individual over and over again. I mean like, come on lah, cut the guy some slack. This just shows me how insecure they are about themselves that they see DSAI as such a threat that needs to be banished by any means possible. Face the fact that the guy is good. Stop being such babies that need to cover their tushes by putting him into trouble, ALL THE FREAKING TIME? Grow up la, so-called seasoned 'leaders'!

The Sarawak elections tickle me to the bone. This is when BN decides to give out tupperwares as bait? You think you can buy votes with freaking plastic? YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! I always thought that these were the kind of things that happened in India (given the countless Bollywood movies that tackle the issue of politics). To see it happen in my own backyard just kills the plot for me. Am I going to become a registered voter? Hell no.

Perhaps this country is not what I always thought it was, after all. There goes all the childhood ideologies. Down the drain. Poof! Regardless of everything, this is still HOME.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

New Year, New Resolutions?

It's the time of the year when everyone pull up their socks, turn over new leaves, start reminiscing about life and pretty much try to start off on a clean slate. As for me I think it's ridiculous to only be caught up in the euphoria of the moment and decide that your life or attitude needs a change! You decide on change. You, yes you make it happen for yourself. On a lighter note, as I was sitting down in church on Watchnight service in a very tight saree, trying to breathe, I couldn't help but recollect the bittersweet memories of 2010. And boy, was it a whirlwind of emotion that gushed through me just bringing my mind around the few details of the year

2010 was a year filled with uncertainty. But it was also a year that showcased God's grace at it's fullest in my life and that of my family's. It was just beautiful to sit back and watch the way things unfolded before our very own eyes. And one thing 2010 has thought me is to not be ANXIOUS about anything because He is in control. Well, this is certainly not something easily done for a person like me who just cannot sit idly, waiting for things to happen. But then again, I choose to believe that this is character building!

The last year also proved to be a clean up of relationships. You know how everyone reaches the tumult of voices in their head of re-thinking acquaintances and mere friendships, in word. That's exactly what I decided to do, like an adult in 2010. And man, it felt good to be able to be in control of EVERYTHING in your life. Haha, but then again, I met some very lovely people whom I know in my innermost being, are here to stay in my life for a VERY long time. And there are some I chose to omit from my mind.

So many things occurred in 2010 and I am pretty darn sure that if I wanted to dwell into details, I'd coax many of the readers to sleep! But some were bizzare and some were beautiful like our family's wedding of the year.

Oh yes, last year was an experimental year for my tresses. I went from looking like a Beatle, to a rockstar, to a regular girl and I ended it with a SUPER DUPER short bob!

All in all, 2010 was a myriad of colours. Some that I liked and some that I didn't but I guess that's what makes a complete picture. Yes, it was picture-esque.


Wednesday, August 25, 2010

.22.






So, it finally arrived. I was actually anticipating it secretly. With great age comes greater wisdom they say. But I'd beg to differ. I still feel the same la. Anyhoos, it was pretty quiet this year, given the over the top celebration last year. the highlight was the fact that I had cupcakes instead of a birthday cake. I actually preferred that. Too much sugar might make one end up in a diabetic coma. =p

It was pretty cool that I had Sha around for the day before she bites the dust. Mum made me wear a really beautiful saree to church. I felt so Indian. You know, with the whole birthday+saree thing. The only thing missing was me walking around with a box of Indian sweets proclaiming to the world that it was my birthday. Yes, I know I share the same birthday as India but the whole saree thing was a little absurd but I had fun trying to walk around and especially trying my best not to trip over!

One amazing surprise was Aunt's awesome blossom luncheon spread. Oh baby, it was a mind blowing, gastronomical feast. I'm beginning to feel a strange gut feeling that my birthday this year was themed around food.

Dinner that night was quaint and much to my liking. Ah, food again. It was at Finnegan's, the good ol' Irish pub in Hartamas Square. Being the hero that I am, I decided to order some funky all day breakfast thing. It was pretty cool albeit for the fact that I did find it quite hillarious to be eating baked beans, bacon, toast and bangers at 8 p.m.! Rofl. I expected REAL cranberry juice but was greeted with the artificial, out of the carton can. Who cares? I downed it anyway.

The night ended with me going to bed with a smile on my face. No party, regardless of how big and lavish can beat the feeling of being loved by the people who matter most to you.


Thursday, May 13, 2010

Welcome Back ME!

Well well, welcome back self! Blogging to me started following suit of a host of various things I get started on, purely based on the euphoria of the moment. After a couple of days, or rather weeks (okay... months to be precise), I began to lose interest in whatever I oh-so eagerly started with sooooo much fervour!

This thought brings me back to all those things which were such a fad it its own time that I always end up feeling so compelled to be a part of (Thank God for adolescence/adulthood that somehow teaches me contentment). Let's see what can I categorize amongst this.. Hmmm, too deep a thought innit? Nevermind-lah! I remember the age of the tamagotchis. I also remembered how I rolled on the floor, throwing a fit just to get my hands on a virtual pet which actually boasted a whole bunch of positive prospects to my ickle, childish mind.

Oh well, that's just to give a background to my much awaited post after aeons! Hehehe... Well, Blogging. Everyone was doing it and as for me, all I used to do is read blogs to pin point grammatical errors. (I always have this gnawing feeling that I somehow have a serious kinship with Shakespeare. Shoot me, please). After much haggling with my mind on whether I SHOULD start a blog, the weak flesh finally gave in somewhere in October 2009.

Right now, I see the perks of blogging. The feeling of having your life (or rather significant events in your life) at the fingertips of loved ones is quite enlightening and in some instances time saving (like you don't have to repeat the same old thing 3 million times, like a broken tape recorder).

Therefore, blogging world, HERE I COME, AGAIN!!


P.S: Welcome back, ME! *throws multi-coloured confetti around*

Later but not too late,
r

Sunday, October 18, 2009

A whole new perspective

I'm sure most if not all of us can relate to the feeling of gaining a fresh new perspective on something that they know so well. I was lucky enough to experience this new shedding of light if I may say on a bible passage that is oh-so-familiar to me. I mean, I grew up colouring pictures depicting this passage in Sunday School and read it a zillion times but today was a different experience altogether.

The passage was Exodus 2: 1-10. When my pastor preached about the connection between the basket that Moses was put into and Noah's ark and also Jesus, inevitably, that really blew my mind away. I mean, I always knew the story of baby Moses floating on the Nile. But I never knew that there was such a significance between these three events or elements, dare I say.

First he made the connection between the papyrus basket Moses was put in and Noah's ark, stating that the greek word for 'basket' is literally translated into the word ark. And what's even more mind baffling is the thought that both Genesis (where the story of Noah's ark is found) and Exodus were authored by the same guy! So, this isn't a variation of words or a rainbow of vocabulary that we see here. It's something more deeper and profound than that.

You must be thinking what huge significance this is. But what baffled me was that there is a huge one staring back at me, point blank. Noah and his family were 'floating' on flood waters which The Lord sent to earth to destroy. And baby Moses was floating in a basket on the Nile towards Pharaoh's palace which was the place of his doom (Pharaoh ordered all Hebrew male babies to be killed, but Moses was kept under wraps by his mom for 3 months). Here we see the connection numero uno!

And the next connection we see is how this ultimately points to Jesus Christ who is the ark of our faith. We are in Him, so to speak as passengers of a vessel. He is the vessel that keeps us from all danger and He leads us to our destination which is our salvation. Hmm, that rocked my socks! I was so amazed about this whole thing that I just HAD to blog about it. You know, something like sharing the joy around. I just had to share this amazing piece of information with someone, anyone. =)

I have to say that I am re-discovering the jewels in the bible more and more. As a wise person once said, you can never know too much of the bible as God keeps shedding new light on it, EVERY SINGLE TIME!

Later.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

.when three's NOT a crowd.

Hi Blogging world.

Well, let's see what made my day today... Hmm, it most definitely had to be the exuberant experience of gracing the Iasi Day/Celebration festive kiosks with a certain Ms. Liz Spangler and Ms. Tomi Ogunnaike. Walking through countless stalls that boasted artificial fur coats, PVC boots trying their very best to pretend to be leather boots, mountains of barbecued meat and gallons of cheap beer and wine made us realize how European our ambiance really was. =)

We had a glorious lunch of GREASY 'mici', which is a Romanian variation grilled minced meat rolls. YUMMY! Following that, we didn't have much time to walk around as Tomi and I had to rush to class. But on our way to class, we managed to snag another snack, gogosi or the (only) Romanian variation of mini donuts. They were basically fried rings of dough which were then smothered with a sweet topping sauce of one's preference. We chose factory made, artificially engineered strawberry topping, which wasn't too bad, I have to say.

And to spice up my evening, UMF (my beloved University) just had to throw one of its' many tantrums yet again. Yay to Romanian bureaucracy.

ps: as this is a first post, I shall keep it short and sweet.