I prefer the original version, without the big name (and voice) of Christina Aguilera backing up the duet. More haunting.
The Mojito Life - RUM for the soul, A sprig of fresh MINT for newness, A dash of sour LIME that puckles up your face, & Sweet SUGAR to keep Life going.
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Reminiscing
Sometimes, things don't go your way and it feels like some evil forces began to form this dark cloud around you all of a sudden - cloying, blinding and suffocating .
And the only way is to bite down, brace your shoulders, lift those legs that felt like they weigh a ton each, and take that mighty difficult step, one and a time.
When you look back at that dark cloud after a distance, you wonder how did you even manage to get through that mess, and wish that there is some way to tell the you at that time, engulfed in the dark cloud and probably believing that you wouldn't make it out alive, that everything will be ok.
Yes, everything will be ok.
And the only way is to bite down, brace your shoulders, lift those legs that felt like they weigh a ton each, and take that mighty difficult step, one and a time.
When you look back at that dark cloud after a distance, you wonder how did you even manage to get through that mess, and wish that there is some way to tell the you at that time, engulfed in the dark cloud and probably believing that you wouldn't make it out alive, that everything will be ok.
Yes, everything will be ok.
Note to myself sometime in 2012 crossing to 2013
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Random thought
It shouldn't amaze me by now, since I started leaving the car and started taking public transport more nowadays. But today, I wondered how time in all were people's time being sucked away at checking Facebook updates, playing candycrush/plants vs zombie/any other faddish games now trending, surfing the internet on their mobiles...
And if all the time spent is grouped together, how vast this time/space zone might be. Enough to turn back time by maybe 10 years?
I have weird thoughts sometime....this time, I blame it on the fever.
That aside, time to practise more mindfulness myself, spend less time on the mobile, look up and live the life that is ticking away by the minute.
Monday, January 13, 2014
Tricky "Does It"
Will you fight for a cause?
Will you break all the laws?
Will you break all the laws?
Will you come back again?
Remember by when
Are you living free?
Have been nursing the sore throat for at least 6 days, which usually means having the low grade fever that usually is part of the package. Too fast trying to keep pace and picked up work where I left it off before running off to India (I like the sound...and mental image of it. Thinking back, that was kinda what happened anyway :p), with the deadline looming and all, the body finally put up its protest and decided to stage this face off - "Rest or else?!"
The "or else" came fast and furious. I went through the presentation with the fever running, and feeling really drained out by the end of that day. Even with rest, the body is keeping up its campaign, probably in protest for not listening to all the warning signs on the first two days back in office.
With the low grade fever and sore throat, it was not debilitating enough to rest the whole day, neither did it feel ok enough to venture out. In the end I was so frustrated from doing nothing that I just went to run, hoping that maybe the boost may just kill off the infection somewhat. Bad idea. Grrrr....
Maybe I should listen to more Tricky's tracks to channel off some angst.
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
India 2013
“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.” - Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky
And the trip was done. Just slightly over 2 weeks, but finding myself wanting to stay longer.
Even though when somehow, everybody back home was still surprised that I wanted to go India, and to some's horror, that I went on my own to Agra for even a day. Horror stories abound about the dangers of women travelling in India, one which allegedly happened on the day that I flew home, that friends and family were obviously quite disturbed to know that I had also took the auto rickshaw on my own to the railway station, Nizzamudin no less, the day before. Hearing all these stories, i could only thank my lucky star or guardian angle for watching me at every turn, in staying safe and sound.
Horror stories aside, it still amazes me the people that I have met along the trip are generally friendly, which I doubt even Singaporeans would offer the same politeness or (gasp) friendliness to the tourists that we get here. I have met passerbys, shop keepers, service staff, fellow tourists, who are willing to chat a little more with you, if only you are willing to start or continue the conversation with them.
Of the 3 places - Boyd Gaya, Amritsar, and Dharamsala - they were so seeped in culture of the history and anthropology, that, having not blogged from the start of the trip, I got my hands on a notebook at Dharamsala and sat for 3 hours straight at a cafe just to journal down what I had seen, heard or thought for that 1 week of travel, writing non-stop that the woman who shared my booth seat tooted her amazement to me before she was leaving the cafe.
It leaves me to wonder about what the other places in India can offer. Obviously more than I can imagine, given by what I have heard from my fellow travelers, as even within the same country, the people are so diverse at its different corners, that it sounds to me that that would almost be like visiting a different country altogether.
Really hope to see the other parts of this country soon!
Saturday, December 21, 2013
出游
这次出游，怎么说，实在是，不多不少，最后一分钟做的决定。 前些日子，心情浮躁，做工时漫不经心，放工后慵慵懒懒，凡事提不起劲儿。
就两个星期前，遇到一个正在筹备去印度的女生。
印度。 至从两年前，就想去看一看的地方，可是就一直找不到伙伴，不是嫌危险，就是嫌脏。也不是每去过； 2001到新德里 和2004到金奈 打比赛 （2001 还打断了手背）但是，也没去走走看看。总觉得，这国家对我来说，是多么的神秘和陌生。
遇到这女生，第四次到印度。行程日期正和工作排档，筹备签证，机票都还够时间。就这样，搭上了这个女生，这星期天，我就要到印度出游去。
盼了两年，好期待的一次出游。
就两个星期前，遇到一个正在筹备去印度的女生。
印度。 至从两年前，就想去看一看的地方，可是就一直找不到伙伴，不是嫌危险，就是嫌脏。也不是每去过； 2001到新德里 和2004到金奈 打比赛 （2001 还打断了手背）但是，也没去走走看看。总觉得，这国家对我来说，是多么的神秘和陌生。
遇到这女生，第四次到印度。行程日期正和工作排档，筹备签证，机票都还够时间。就这样，搭上了这个女生，这星期天，我就要到印度出游去。
盼了两年，好期待的一次出游。
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Reading Steinbeck
Sweet Thursday - John Steinbeck
"I wonder if I could learn?"
"You can if you just remember a lot of things: first, you got to remember you're Suzy and you ain't nobody else but Suzy. Then you got to remember that Suzy is a good thing - a real valuable thing - and there ain't nothing like it in the world. It don't do no harm just to say that to yourself. Then, when you got that, remember that there's one hell of a lot Suzy don't know. Only way she can find out is if she sees it, reads it, or ask it. Most people don't look at nothing but themselves, and that's a rat race......nobody don't give a particular damn about Suzy one way or the other. It's hard to get them thinking about you because they're too busy thinking about themselves. There's two, three, cooper-bottom ways to get their attention: Talk about them....Now when you got their attention, first thing they want is to do something for you. Let them. Don't get proud and say you don't need it or want it. That's a slap in the puss. Thing people like most in the world is to give you something and have you like it and it it. That ain't sloppy. That works."
Sounds about right.
And so, I am on the sequel to Cannery Row (I wished I had read the book before I went to the actual Cannery Row) - Sweet Thursday. And it all started when I first picked up The Pearl ("Hmm..standard literature text, plus it's skinny, so it shouldn't be that difficult to finish..."), and then Of Mice and Men, and then Grapes of Wrath, and then Travel with Charlie, Sea of Cortez, and East of Eden. And of course Cannery Row somewhere in the middle.
I like the way how Steinbeck describes his characters in his writings, that draws up an image immediately by describing his or her essences through their mannerism, the words that they say, even without giving any physical descriptions. And the moral struggles his characters go through, that resonate with anybody as they read his works (What would I do if I am Kino?) Since I am not attempting an critique exercise, not going to draw up examples to justify my statements (that's too tiring!). Right now, I am just waiting to see how Mack and Fauna's costume party will turn out..
"I wonder if I could learn?"
"You can if you just remember a lot of things: first, you got to remember you're Suzy and you ain't nobody else but Suzy. Then you got to remember that Suzy is a good thing - a real valuable thing - and there ain't nothing like it in the world. It don't do no harm just to say that to yourself. Then, when you got that, remember that there's one hell of a lot Suzy don't know. Only way she can find out is if she sees it, reads it, or ask it. Most people don't look at nothing but themselves, and that's a rat race......nobody don't give a particular damn about Suzy one way or the other. It's hard to get them thinking about you because they're too busy thinking about themselves. There's two, three, cooper-bottom ways to get their attention: Talk about them....Now when you got their attention, first thing they want is to do something for you. Let them. Don't get proud and say you don't need it or want it. That's a slap in the puss. Thing people like most in the world is to give you something and have you like it and it it. That ain't sloppy. That works."
Sounds about right.
And so, I am on the sequel to Cannery Row (I wished I had read the book before I went to the actual Cannery Row) - Sweet Thursday. And it all started when I first picked up The Pearl ("Hmm..standard literature text, plus it's skinny, so it shouldn't be that difficult to finish..."), and then Of Mice and Men, and then Grapes of Wrath, and then Travel with Charlie, Sea of Cortez, and East of Eden. And of course Cannery Row somewhere in the middle.
I like the way how Steinbeck describes his characters in his writings, that draws up an image immediately by describing his or her essences through their mannerism, the words that they say, even without giving any physical descriptions. And the moral struggles his characters go through, that resonate with anybody as they read his works (What would I do if I am Kino?) Since I am not attempting an critique exercise, not going to draw up examples to justify my statements (that's too tiring!). Right now, I am just waiting to see how Mack and Fauna's costume party will turn out..
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