Saying grace - to the God Who granted.

How do I start this. (scratching my head...)

I woke up this morning, thinking, what have I done to be blessed like this? I tried to put the pieces together logically. Yet, the algorithm doesn't fit. To say that am the righteous-downright-religious is seriously an over-statement yet my blessing hasn't been cut short. In just a little over a year, so many things have happened; Great things.

2013 -  Things are happening really fast , even the time - look it's already March! 

1.  Am going to Disney Land Hong Kong next week and I'm given the chance to bring my little sister! Yay!
2. Currently writing my book and a few people are reading the draft.

Aye, Thank you God, Who granted me those little obstacles, keep my patience intact and showering me with blessing now. 

I'm getting married?

I'm currently in my village attending a cousin's wedding. It is a Malay tradition that all close-family members must come down and help out. I obliged. :)

This was during the girl's side of kenduri. Yeah, can't let go of my hp. :P

I was assigned to cook the beef.  There I was standing there stirring the gulai kawah and came this Auntie- I-don't-know-who trying to converse with me. To be honest, this is the first time ever I was asked about marriage. Literally in front of my face!

No, this is not the lungs of a smoker. It is the cow's lungs, part of the gulai kawah. 

The scenario:

Auntie- I-don't-know-who : So, what are you doing now? Working already?

Me: Yes Auntie. (While stirring the gulai kawah)

Auntie- I-don't-know-who  : ohh..good2. What do you do? where is that?

Me: I am a writer for a travel magazine in Old Klang Road, KL.

Auntie- I-don't-know-who : wahh...very young. Good for you.

Auntie- I-don't-know-who : So, when are you getting married? Any candidate yet? 

Me: erk...nooo.. am still young , I want to travel and yada2 ( I was basically rambling)

there were other women cutting cucumber and whatnot there too.

Woman 1: ohh no candidate yet. How about your daughter? (she was asking this to Auntie- I-don't-know-who)

Woman 2: Aha, ya.. your daughter has no one yet right? 

Auntie-I-don't-know-who: Grinning and grinning and smiling. 

Woman 3: hahh kak, Sofea is suitable right? 

Me : Auntie, I need to check on my gulai kawah.  

That was probably the funniest conversation I've ever encountered. Women please, I still play with toys. Do you think am ready to get married?

It's funny when you are older people start asking about you getting married and all. Hello, why would I want to get married? I still have lots of traveling to do and marriage is just gonna a big NO NO.

Not that I'm saying marriage is bad, it's matter of preference I guess. Well, get married all you want but for me, naaa no thanks. :P

So, have you encountered any of these silly situations? 

Till then, keep on traveling peeps! :D

There I was and still am.

I might not be there,

but my heart is,

though am hurt,

there's never a moment that I forget about all of you,

We've been apart since I was little,

and now,

my nightmare is happening in daylight,

am seperated again,

with You and yOu and yes yoU too. 

my years have never been the same,

since I departed,

it's empty,

though i find happiness sometimes,

through my pain,

it's never satisfying. 

Sad thing isn't it?

We are all ego,

I have my ego,

you have it too,

but I don't blame all of you,

It's my fault,

I left; on my own will.

but I left because,

I was hurt,

I might be smiling,

I might be laughing,

I might be cheering people

from their misery,

but,

deep down, inside,

am dying;

am never able to smile, laugh and cheer myself.

I want to redeem myself,

I want to prove to you,

I will be the "me" that you wanted me to be;

though I have no idea how ideal you want "me" to be. 

It has been 4 seasons twice,

coming to the third cycle now,

a few earthquakes,

some eclipses,

a few thunderstorms and

many millions seconds gone. 

All I want now is to be home,

where I feel home.

One to call mine.

and be loved and to love. 

and nothing else. 

You.

I'm still waiting for you to come and make my day brighter. I don't want to sleep alone anymore, I want you by my side. I want to wake up and kiss the bright face that will cheer me day long.  It has been forever waiting, well, since I know the meaning of love.  Will you come by already? 


Love,
The boy who have never been in love. 

Never gonna look down on salesman anymore...

Source

The probability of the need of living, by any chance, opportunity is never wasted. Be it at 5 am in the morning while working your 3rd shift of the day, you keep pushing. By any chance luck is by your side, you sell and make living. 

The world is shifting forward on the slate of the uneven, unbalance life. The constant push by the "real-living-making salesperson", it not by how he persuades you but the stories he/she shares. 

The time plays crucial identity, the key to the real sincerity of making a living to continue life. 

We often tend to ignore, get easily irritated by these salesperson who tries to sell you stuff, some stuffs are even not worth buying. 

But if you allow your senses to open up a lil bit, you will see the whole picture, the story behinds every salespersons. The needs to live makes every opportunity a pot of gold. In the valley of competitive survival, man will do anything possibly to ensure he/she lives another hour another day. 

We might get upset by their constant pressure, annoyance and disturbance but if we pause the moment for a few seconds and look beyond it; It makes a whole lot of difference.

p/s: Everyone has a story, to be told and shared. Listen to them, for you'll be amazed how little you know....