Friday, December 31, 2004

Its all down and sad

This year comes to an end, just like all others do.

Somehow, to my memory, this is the worst year-end thanks to the quake and tsunami that has left more than 150,000 dead worldwide.

Calls have been made for people to replace new year celebrations with prayers for the dead and wishes for those missing to come home alive.
God bless:-)

Sunday, December 26, 2004

Quake & Tsunami

What in the world struck the earth today?

According to foreign news wires it was a powerful earthquake measured at 9.0 (Richter scale) that shook part of Sumatra but the after effects streched as far as some African nations.
This is, according to media reports, among the worst disaster to be experienced by the world in the past 40 over years.
The earthquake was followed by an equally ground breaking tsunami that left so many dead, including some fellow Malaysians in the island state of Penang.
Its a sad boxing day.

Monday, December 20, 2004

Chief cuts cake

Scandinavian Prince's father turned 60 today.

Didn't I just blog recently that December is full of people's birthdays? Need I say more?
I have one big happy family whose family members largely have birthdays in the month of December and today is no exception.
Mr. Subramaniam who turned 60 today cut a fruitflan cake at his residence in Bangsar, witnessed by his wife, son, daughter and son-in-law, I was told.
God Bless him and long may he live:-)

Sunday, December 19, 2004

Annu's Birthday

My sister who just delivered her third baby boy celebrated her birthday today.

She turns 35 and I didn't do much except to buy her flowers and bake her a chocolate cake - not that I'm any good at it but its the least I could do when I couldn't even get time off to go buy anyone any gift for birthdays or even Xmas.

Happy Birthday, Annu!

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Captain's Birthday

December is a month full of birthdays and this is so even before my sister got married.

But now that she has, it makes my claim more valid - today my brother-in-law Captain Raja Sager celebrates his birthday.
Captain hasn't gone sailing in several years, so he's kinda used to shore-based birthday celebrations.
Many, many happy returns of the day, Captain!

Saturday, December 11, 2004

Best buddy's birthday & PC arrives

Today is my best friend Joanne Kong's birthday. Am not gonna say how old she is as we both were born in the same year (hint, hint). Its best to say that we're still very much young (at heart and in reality too).

Today is also significant because my partners in crime the Wise One and the Little One along with myself went to the Companies Commission of Malaysia to formalise a set up of an entity to call our own.
It a dream come true although it is only a stepping stone and isn't much to brag about - but its an achievement nevertheless.
Today, I went to the PCFair 2004 with my beloved Scandinavian Prince and managed to buy a new PC for RM2,700.
That's a beginning that was long overdue in many instance.
Let's see how having a PC at home helps me where my blogging frequency is concerned:-)

Friday, December 03, 2004

A new nephew arrives

Today, the occassion is double joy.

First, it was a known fact that today is the Scandinavian Prince's mother's birthday - Happy Birthday Mom! We bought her roses and a simple birthday card as we had no idea what to get her.
Second and most unexpected surprises of all is that my sister who was due to deliver her third baby (sex unknown till after baby was born) sometime after Dec 10, actually delivered her third baby boy at 1.55am today.
With two nephwes ahead of the newborn, it is no wonder that I'm smiling with the same fondness I had some years ago when I became an aunt. Nope, I'm not complaining that its a boy again - to me, the fact that my sister had a safe and sound delivery and that newborn is healthy and hearty is more than good news.
Nothing beats the value of life itself so the question of "if she had had a girl it would have been better" shouldn't even arise if you ask me.
Welcome home, my new nephew.
Your arrival was indeed much anticipated.

Monday, November 29, 2004

Back to work :-(

After a kind of a long leave, including the weekends which are default holidays, am back to the torture chamber called office.

The biggest turn off for me personally where my work is concerned isn't so much my work per se or even my boss - it has more to do with the location of my office which is in one God forsaken corner of town where the traffic planning went awry but yet the building got its approval from the local authorities to proceed with construction and occupation.
I just hate to think that one needs to spend at least two hours daily just travelling to my office in the morning of working days.
Trust me, travelling home from this place after office hours is far worse and that should explain to you why I end up spending most of my time at work till late night.

Sunday, November 28, 2004

Naina's birthday

Hey, today is my father's birthday. The young at heart turned 68 today.

We had a very cosy celebration at home and this 68-year-young chap got to cut two birthday cakes with his beloved grandsons Avinaash and Durveish. What luck!
Anyway, the fact my sister, her husband, their two children, my brother and the Scandinavian Prince was present to celebrate his birthday, put a big smile on his face.

Monday, November 15, 2004

Late Lunch In Seremban

I know, I know, I just returned last night from a long haul journey from Terengganu and today I'm back on the road again.
This time around the Scandinavian Prince and I are heading to Seremban in the state of Negri Sembilan.
We went to Seremban on Little One's Deepavali lunch invitation - that's her hometown. We had a wonderful time there with Little One's parents Mr and Mrs Ganapathy who were great hosts.
Although the invitation was for lunch, by the time we arrived at Little One's home, it was almost four in the evening but we were hungry nevertheless and thoroughly enjoyed the lunch prepared by Mrs Ganapathy. Thank you so much!
Due credit must also be given to Napster, the furry and fury canine called Napster. He was such a playful puppy who was a little big to be called a puppy but he was adorable, nevertheless.
Not to forget, our Seremban trip was very meaningful also because Ms. Wise One was present too - the four of us also had dinner that night at a Chinese vegetarian restaurant and proceeded tohave "supper" at a hawker centre.

Sunday, November 14, 2004

Back to KL on Boo's birthday

Hiya, after several days spent in the east coast state of Terengganu for the Festival of Lights, today I safely returned home to good old Kuala Lumpur and also to my sweetheart the Scandinavian Prince.
Boy, did I miss him while I was away for a holiday with my family.
Anyway, today also happens to be my sister-in-law Ms. Bavani's birthday...Boo turns 27 today and I hear from my brother Suresh that they had a very quiet celebration.
Best wishes to her!

Thursday, November 11, 2004

DeepaRaya on the road

There is an old saying that goes along the lines of "we only plan, God decides".

I think the saying is just so apt in my case this time around. What can you say - I drove all the way from KL to Terengganu, which is about some 400km away from the capital of the country, despite my flu, fever and cough.
On reaching my cousin's house at about 4pm yesterday, I was looking forward to unload my luggage and spend some time taking a nap as I only finished work at abut 2am on Wednesday morning - and I woke up at 6am to get ready for my long trip to Kerteh. Not to mention that I was leaving behind my sweetheard, the Scandinavian Prince who I have been missing like crazy to say the least.
But true to the "I only plan, God decides" saying, my plans were to be foiled by an unexpected turn of events. On reaching the door steps of my cousin's house, we were warmly greeted by her hubby and two girls - Alicia and Pinky.
Soon after, we got a phone call from my uncle who was supposed to join us in celebrating this Deepavali away from Kuala Lumpur. The call was to relay that he had met with an accident on the way to Terengganu and his car couldn't move. He was only past Temerloh when the incident happened.
Luckily, he wasn't injured. But the problem was, his accident and car had to be sorted out, which he managed to do with the help of his insurance company's appointed tow truck operator and panel workshop. But the real test came as someone had to go get him from Temerloh, which is about three hours drive from Kerteh in Terengganu and return to Kerteh again - so, in all, we're talking about another six hour drive to and fro.
My cousin's hubby offered to drive his Nissan Terrano and I felt it was only fair that I followed him as I wouldn't want to be left alone on a long distance drive, especially one on the eve of the auspicious festival of Lights.
So, my father too decided to join and the we started our journey at about 5pm from Kerteh heading to Temerloh amid bad weather - on nearing the location, my uncle contacted us to say that he has left the accident spot to the Mentakab police station to lodge the report and has the car taken to the insurer's appointed panel workshop in Mentakab light industrial area.
When we reached the place it was almost 9pm and by the time we got my uncle from the workshop and got back into the main road heading out of Mentakab, we decided we better have a quick meal as it would be past midnight when we reach home. So we decided to have KFC and make do with it.
We safely reached Kerteh again at about 1am today, which Deepavali day and the family decided to have the dinner which was prepared by my cousin. By the time we slept, it was almost 3am.
Woke up at about 7am, bathed, prayed and got ready for the traditional family breakfast on Deepavali day.
Then the day went on slowly as my cousin had several visitors to her house for lunch.
So my Deepavali this year, which was only a few days ahead of Hari Raya celebrated by the local
Muslims, was actually, a huge part of it spent on the road.
Never mind that i wanted a change of environment to celebrate this occassion, but I got one that I never imagined or would have asked for...DeepaRaya on the road literally.
Nevertheless, I'm thankful that we were all safe and sound. And for a real change, I did achieve what I wanted - I celebrated Deepavali in the comfor of home, with my parents and close relatives in a different state where we couldn't go to the temple as the first thing to do in the day like we used to and much more.
This is definately a Deepavali on the road to remember!

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

Far away from busy KL

Hey, guess what? I made to Terengganu from Kuala Lumur in less than 5 hours!

From the Karak highway, I took the exit that led me to the newly completed Karak-Kuantan highway - it was a breezy ride all through!
It takes about under two hours if you're in the constant 110kmph speed to reach the Kuantan toll and thereafter, for those heading to Terengganu, its back to the old but good road to drive along.
Professionally speaking, I think this highway a has a long way to go in terms of the road quality in terms of levelling and signages but I've no complaints for now as they're still new and hello, what am I complaining about when prior to this highway, I always loathed traveling to the east coast.
That's what being grateful is about, isn't it?
Anyway, I drove all the way from KL to Kerteh to my cousin's house where my family and I will be spending our Deepavali this year. It will be a much anticipated change.

Monday, November 08, 2004

Ready for a getaway

No I'm not joking - indeed, today after work, I'd be off on a holiday.
Finally, I get to do this after reaching the "I'm-almost- burnt-out" stage.
Tomorrow, Wednesday 10 November 2004, I'll be leaving good old Kuala Lumpur for the peaceful and quiet Kerteh in Terengganu.
It will be an approximate six hour drive from this cosmopolitan city to reach the east coast state of Terengganu but having been there before, I'd tell you that it is really worth the drive, time and money spent on fuel and toll.
This shall be my first trip to Terengganu after the Karak-Kuantan highway has been open to motorists - in the past, there was no highway for those heading to the west coast.
So, in the good old days, it would take one about 9 hours drive to reach this destination, taking into account brief pit-stops for a quick visit to the loo, refuelling and meals.
One had to be content with using the old road once the Karak highway ended past Genting and Bukit Tinggi.
Am eager for this getaway, as much as I'm eager to know what this year's festival of lights will be like - celebrated away from home but with the company of my parents.

Saturday, October 30, 2004

Belated Birthday-Do

Today was very hectic as the Fabulous Four got together at the Wise One's (WO) house to complete a project that we're all working on together.

In short, this cooperation thought us much about working together and meeting deadlines - in a nutshell, there was good and bad that came through the colloboration and we'll no doubt use it to improve ourselves further.
What came totally as a surprise to me is that the Prominent Three decided, on their own and without my knowledge, that they'll do a small-time but very meaningful belated birthday-do for old me.
Surprise, surprise - they bought me dinner at Pizza Italia in Taipan, USJ and even got me to cut a small but really, really cute cake! How's that for a birthday celebration? Fantastic to say the least - nothing comes close to this cosy celebration I had among beloved pals and not to mention (ahem, ahem)...the guest of honour of the event, the Scandinavian Prince, was also present to witness the cake cutting ceremony.
It was a bash of a kind - filled more with love and true friendship rather than loud noise and merry making. This is my kinda birthday celebration. Quiet but meaningful. Simple yet captivating. Small scale yet grand in its own way. A party in literal sense it may not have been, but above all, this celebration was a gift of love that no other birthday parties could match against.
Thank you Ms.Wise One, Ms. Little One, Ms.Cranky and not to forget the ever so charming Scandinavian Prince himself - thanks a million!

Friday, October 29, 2004

Inactive

This certainly has not been the most productive of times for my blogging activity.

Something that I'm working on together with the Prominent Three is taking up much time and effort. Thus, much of my attention is channeled there.
Whatever it is, this is a pledge that I haven't completely forgotten about my blogging...will get back in here soonest possible!

Monday, October 25, 2004

Turning 24

Ah well, this is one of those self-birthday blogs.

Don't get it?

Well, it ain't that difficult to understand really - I just turned 24 today.

In other words, oh yes, its my birthday (and no doubt I'm older!).

Shall blog about all happenings today much later.

Thursday, October 21, 2004

Coincidence?

After my assignment this morning, I met up with the Scandinavian Prince for lunch and he subsequently dropped me off at work.

The strange thing about today is in that brief hour I spent with him, both of us experienced a strange incident which can never be described better than to just term it as pure coincidence.
But after everything is done and over, I'm actually asking myself if coincidence it was? I don't wish to eloborate on the particular incident which happened today but suffice to say that it was one coincidence we hope never will repeat.

Monday, October 18, 2004

Meera's Birthday

Today is my good friend Meera Menon's birthday. I had sent her an e-greeting to which she replied saying "Thanks...can't say I'm going on 30 anymore!"

Hint, hint, I wrote Meera's comments here to remind myself that I'm way younger than her (wicked me!).
Anyhow, I'd just like to dedicate this blog for her and wish her all the happiness and love that she truly deserves from the Almighty for a truly blessed life.
Happy Birthday, Meera!

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Baking @ Home

Today was a hell of a tiring day as all I did at my brother Suresh's house was bake cookies.

Yup, his wife Boo and I teamed up to bake two type of cookies in preparation of the upcoming Festival of Lights on November 11, 2004.
We started baking at about 11am and only finished some 12 hours later...boy, were we tired!

Scandinavian Prince in Penang

Am feeling a little down due to several reasons today. Earlier this morning, a scheduled interview with a property consultant for my upcoming article got shelved due to the interviewee having something urgent to attend to at the eleventh hour.

My mom and dad paid a visit to the dentist to fix their dentures (yeah, I'm thinking about how frequently I'll have to visit the dentist myself when I reach old age) and spent close to RM600 in just one visit this morning.
But the real reason I don't quite feel chirpy and up is because my sweetheart, the Scandinavian Prince has flown to the Pearl of the Orient...Penang Island for a Honda car launch assignment.
He'd be away today and will return to chaotic Kuala Lumpur by mid-day tomorrow. Though it seems like only a few hours of being apart, I have to admit that I do miss my Prince very much - thanks to the fact that we usually meet for only a couple of hours daily after work. Most times, our meetings are restricted to when he sends me to work or picks me up on the way home:-(
I guess I can only be patient and anxiously wait for noon tomorrow but then again, I'd most probably only be able to see him later in the evening after work as I have my scheduled interviews to conduct. Patience in this sense is a virtue that I must exercise I suppose...what much can I do?
Oh yes, I have my annual staff appraisal scheduled to take place at 4.30pm today as well - my editor will be appraising me for my performance this year which might / might not translate into monetary returns. I'd only know that the outcome is positive if I ever get a letter from the Human Resources Department informing me of a pay rise, in like months from now. This is probably adding to my feeling low today, too.

Saturday, October 09, 2004

Hectic Saturday

The weekend was not planned for but things just happened and it turned out to be a tiring but time was well spent.

Saturday morning involved dragging the Scandinavian Prince to go see the dentist to have his tooth extracted - he had developed an infection for which the dentist had erlier given him five days worth of antibiotics to reduce the swelling and pain to ensure a smooth extraction.
However the scheduled extraction did not take place and the Prince continues to feel the slight pain whenever he consumes cold water and other frozen food.
Then, after eons of not having had the opportunity to wake up to a lazy Saturday and have the typical Malaysian breakfast of nasi lemak I finally had the chance to live the 'dream Saturday' by having nasi lemak at Kausi Restaurant in Bangsar Baru in the heart of Kuala Lumpur.
Soon after breakfast it was lunch time. The Prince and I religiously followed my brother Suresh Ramasamy and wife Ms. Boo to have lunch at Wangsa Maju - it was generous helping of banana leaf rice with ample vegetables and fried chicken. Now that my tummy was so full that I felt I was about to burst, we reached my brother's apartment and I took a cool shower in the hot afternoon. Ideally, the shower would help me sleep well in such weather but we had a different agenda for the day.
While I took a sneak to the shower, the Prince helped himself to a short nap and the couple watched Austin Powers while trying to figure out where the Unilever warehouse sale was taking place in Subang. We didn't have much luck in tracing the address of the warehouse sale but we did something more exciting.
Once done with my refreshing shower, the four of us headed to Klang's Indian town to have a look-see at the Deepavali goodies on sale. Clothes were the biggest attraction but my sister-in-law (SIL) Ms. Boo did manage to buy a few stainless steel kitchenware goods for the house.
We basically strolled along Jalan Tunku Kelana while passing by the many outlets showcasing the latest sarees, salwar kameez, lenghas, kurti tops and other traditional outfits that are specially imported from India for the festival of lights that is scheduled on November 11, 2004.
At one end of the road, the four of us discovered a shop which appeared like it was just open for business recently and boy, did they have a good bargain that was reasonable. The outlet had many beautiful traditional Indian outfits for both male and female that was on sale at 50% discount price. We didn't buy much as Suresh was rather tired and wanted to return to Kuala Lumpur so that he could go for his weekly pasar malam vegetables and fruits shopping. SIL Boo bought a blouse and I got myself two - it was a good bargain to say the least. The Prince and Suresh got new bath towels at a cheap rate.
On reaching Suresh's home at about 8pm, I quickly showered again and got ready to meet Prince and head to the temple. That is our Saturday evening routine that we try to fulfill every week but this time it was a rushed prayer since the temple was almost closing when we were finishing our prayers.
After temple, the Prince and I headed to the SS2 food court in Petaling Jaya to buy dinner for us and the couple who were resting at home - Suresh, Boo and I had prawn noodles while the distinguished Prince had his favourite Penang char kway teow. We had dinner close to midnight and proceeded to watch a Tamil movie on VCD. And the day ended with each of us feeling extremely tired, looking back at the unplanned activities that we did for the day:-)

Tuesday, October 05, 2004

Cut By Mistake?!

I've read numerous news that are similar to the one you can read here http://www.reuters.com/newsArticle.jhtmltype=oddlyEnoughNews&storyID=6406472.

And I'm pretty sure you'd agree to what I say. There ain't much I wish to blog on this but I bet my every penny that this is one mistake we don't want to make or see four ourselves...yikes!
Handle with care - both the news piece and everything else that you come in contact with that has a potential to be cut off by mistake (no offense please, this is not written with a bad sense of humour even if you may want to take it that way).

Friday, October 01, 2004

ProCreating With Responsibility

Honestly speaking, this is a serious issue if one is to look at the rate of newborns being found in rubbish dumps, women resorting to hazardous forms of abortion and the increasing number of people who do not want to be responsible for bringing an innocent life to earth.

For a person who is little well versed and never well read with world matters, I didn't even know that laws requiring one to pro-create with responsibility was in place in some parts of this world - in a way, it appears that this is a blessing in disguise.
It helps put some form of responsibility through force and as this article reads http://www.reuters.com/newsArticle.jhtml?type=oddlyEnoughNews&storyID=6377739 - chances are, it could also have adverse negative effects when such restrictions are exercised at the wrong time and place.
This blog is not a comment on the article posted above - its more of my own take in view of the issue of pro-creation with responsibility on the whole. When I sent this article to a friend of mine, she just sighed and said, "If only these laws are in place in this part of the world, we probably can solve a lot of problems...some natural ability bestowed by God to mankind only works to the best of our interest when it conforms to some control that is legally enforceable!"
Such strong reaction was not limited to my female friend alone, it was received with equal concern and agreement from the male counterparts.

Thursday, September 30, 2004

Hire A Handy Hubby By The Hour

Errrrr, well I don't precisely know how to begin this blog but I'm amused at what can be hired these days.
It makes an interesting read no doubt, but I'm just amazed to say the least when I saw the article above - lonely wives (but then again, lonely husbands and singles of both genders are not excluded) now have another service that will come in really useful to them at times of need.
The service provider individual seem to stress that he isn't selling sex service at all but offering more of what the normal male service providers out there wouldn't. It appears to me that loneliness must be a big trauma for many, especially those living in the fast paced western world where time for little things and the softer side of life is often limited.
I guess it wouldn't take too long for something similar to happen for real, in this part of the world.
But then again, I suppose the only thing that will differentiate the extent of this event, if at all it happens locally, is the fact that people won't be open about it as how some talk about it freely in the western world. In the name of Asian culture and tradition, it will probably be hush-hush and swept under the carpet like as if its not happening ;-)

Monday, September 27, 2004

Dog-tainment for man's best friend

For our canine buddies, it is literally a dog's life everyday. No denying that dogs these days are having an equally challenging life like us mankind - they serve to assist us in the police and enforcement force, helping the disabled and act as our personal body guards.

No amount of thank you's will be sufficient to express our gratitude to man's best friend that comes in various shapes, sizes and colours. Whatever their breed, these four legged buddy is definately loveable and deserves all affection we can show.
Here's one way to show how much you appreciate your woof-woof pal -http://www.reuters.com/newsArticle.jhtmltype=oddlyEnoughNews&storyID=6328028!

Sunday, September 26, 2004

I'm Up For Adoption...Any Takers?

Reading this today only made me realise that I must have lost touch with the world and the rate at which every aspect of our traditional living has changed rapidly. I mean, for eons now, I've only come close to hearing and personally knowing cases of babies being adopted by childless or kind-hearted souls as well as pets and/or animals up for adoption.

Surprised is an understatement of my emotions when I read the following http://www.reuters.com/newsArticle.jhtml;jsessionid=4BXE0DLFX0GHKCRBAE0CFFA?type=oddlyEnoughNews&storyID=6333610 article and found that there is a whole new way the age-old adoption practice comes to play at this day and age.
Imagine a grandpa putting himself up for adoption in the classifieds section and actually gets overwhelming response to his ad? That I've never heard anything like this before aside, it only makes me feel that the world we live in now is by and large a much sadder place than it probably was generations. Not that I'm saying some years ago there were no aged lonely souls in need of love, care and much in need of a family to call their own.
But this adoption "scheme" introduced by the Italian grandpa just makes me wonder what's next? Can children and parents who dislike one another put themselves up for adoption in the name of loneliness or boredom (of seeing the same old face daily)?
What about couples who are having a war of words with each other - can they too opt to be adopted by different spouses for a change? My questions, perhaps, appear too far-fetched for now but I don't think we can rule out any possibility when anything and almost everything is possible these days.
Think about it. Now a grandpa has been successfully put up for adoption and obtained encouraging response in view of his classifieds ad...what's there to stop the next person to set a trend of his or her own by coming up with something new?
Oh well, perhaps before I'm beaten to it again, I should put myself up for adoption too - my personal ad will read something along the lines of "A single and career minded lady is in search of a boss who knows her job and how to do it well. The potential boss should also be fuss free, knows how to prioritise, not bring home matters to the work front, doesn't pass the buck, appreciates employee's efforts, approves annual leave application without asking questions, doesn't overload you with work and doesn't cause a stir in the production deadline due to their own inefficiency. Interested? Please e-mail me."
I wonder if this ad of putting myself up for adoption in search of an ideal superior to work for becomes a reality, would there be any takers?
That's food for thought for me today but on the same note I'm not about to tell myself the "never try, you'd never know" line - not in this instance at least!

Friday, September 24, 2004

Get Naked...its yoga revolutionised

"Simply being naked on the street is not a crime in San Francisco."

Hey, I kid you not - the above, to me, is the catch phrase of the article you can read here: http://www.cnn.com/2004/US/09/22/nude.yoga.reut/index.html which in a nutshells comes as a lottery strike of nude advocates.
Nudist around the world must be jumping with joy coming to know that San Francisco has set the precedence by legally allowing nude yoga practice.
I foresee nudity in the form of yoga (whether or not yoga masters agree to this concept in a macro perspective) as the next big thing to happen since the nude beach ;-)
Whatever it is, I'm not about to say "let's get naked, we're gonna do yoga!" anytime soon!

Thursday, September 23, 2004

Treating Rail Tracks as Backyards

Hmmm, the following news piece is interesting indeed although I don't reckon anyone to try the same fear: http://www.reuters.com/newsArticle.jhtmltype=oddlyEnoughNews&storyID=6304059
The little that I know, it appears to me that the world over, some people somewhere - more often than not those living near railway tracks tend to think that their action of assuming that the track is some place to be treated like one's backyard.
At the local front here, especially in bustling Kuala Lumpur and surrounding areas the lackadaisical attitude of people can be witnessed in almost all areas that are near to railway tracks. If you're a lucky dude, you'd be able to witness care-free men and women of all ages literally crossing railway tracks when just above them lies the well-built pedestrian crossing.
It seems to me that when it comes to choosing between safety and ease (in this sense what it really means is plain lazy attitude of not wanting to climb several flights of concrete stairs), over-worked and often sufficient sleep deprived KL-ites choose the latter.

The price to pay in the event their choice brings about an unexpected and unwanted end result is rather heavy - press reports in the past have indicated that some people have paid with their lives, as a price for choosing ease and comfort over safety aspects.

Real Men Do Sob

Yeah, well it doesn't come to many of us as a surprise that real and macho men do cry - infact this has nothing to do with being emotional, being Asian or being a typical softie (like how some of my friends call it).

To me and I'm proud to state my views that men who cry, those who express their happiness or sadness by way of shedding precious tears, are just being human and nothing less. Sobbing, in my personal count is an expression of ultimate emotions, one that is both very pure yet powerful.

The sight of teary eyed, hunger and grief stricken children and adults are capable of stirring our emotions deeply - regardless if they are friends or plain strangers. Such is the power of tears - once shed, can never be withdrawn.

Monday, September 20, 2004

The notebook & professions

Here's one well-explained reason why the traditional and tiny, also what used-to be during my time roti and paper man's accounts 'spreadsheet' - the infamous 555 notebook should be used with care.

The news-piece link below which I read today made me recall the different instances in the past during which I used the 555 notebook. After all these years, I'm glad to note I haven't come to really use it for any specific accounts-keeping task. And with this article now firmly etched in my memory, I doubt I'd want to even think of using it!
:-)

Instant Alma Mater Bonding

I've heard of instant noodles, food, even dry cleaning also...but what I witnessed yesterday at my own home sweet home was an instant of a kind.

I'm referring to the occassion which took place yesterday, during which my bother-in-law - let's just call him Captain for now and my soulmate...err, we'll call him Scandinavian Prince for reasons best known to me (wicked me!) formed an instant bonding!

Instant it was and I kid you not on this. Besides, I wasn't the only witness to this miracle in the family incident. My mom, dad, Prince's mother, brothers, sister-in-law Bavani and my beloved sister who is married to the Captain herself was amazed at the instant bonding between the two on their first meeting.

Surprise, surprise...guess what my sleuthing-after-the-event revealed? The Prince and Captain had one thing in common which probably helped them bond instantly. Thanks to their alma mater - they both went to school at St. John's Institution Kuala Lumpur some eons ago. Thus, their instant affection and bonding on meeting a fellow Johanian was one that was too obvious to be ignored.
So there goes, already my sister an ex-BBGS-ian married an ex-Johanian, then my brother Suresh (he is a free-schoolian, courtesy of having studied in Penang Free School!) married Bavani - also an ex-BBGS-ian and now I (needless to say, I'm an ex-BBGS-ian too!) have a sweetheart who is (again and also) an ex-Johanian.
Phew, now what do you call that? Coincidence? Boy, all I can say is that now, it is ALL in the family...I was referring to the strong alma mater bonding factor and nothing less or more ;-)

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

Suresh Turns 28

Aha, its me brother Suresh's 28th birthday today.

The birthday boy is in for some surprises and it started as early as 00:20hrs this morning itself. Poor brother, went to bed late and had to rise early for work even on his birthday.
The saviour is of course, despite numerous requests, Suresh had turned down the option of being clad in his original "birthday suit" on this day - if he did rise to the challenge, I can't imagine my SIL Ms.Boo's reaction ;-)
Many, many more happy returns of the day brother!

Thursday, August 26, 2004

Vodka Masterplan Unearthed

Hey, last night I bunked at my married-for-slighty-more-than-three months brother, Suresh Ramasamy's apartment in the bustling Kuala Lumpur metropolitan.
Of course, his beloved wife and my often-off-balance sister-in-law (SIL) Mrs. Bavani lives with him.

Was it a day they got up from the wrong side of the bed or it just happened to be d-day when I discovered the ultimate lewd side of them - I'm yet to conclude. But one thing's for sure...the married couple sure have wild imaginations.
Their plans were spilled out by them yesterday and boy was I not surprised. What beats a brother who intends to get his sister drunk by getting her to drink rasberry flavoured vodka?
And my homely looking but not really-so SIL has a hand in it too.
Their masterplan goes something like politely requesting me to consume alcohol until I get pissed drunk and then watch what I do. Venue was not specified though. But this is only their most decent of all plans.
As they revealed further dirt, I gathered that if I turn down their decent advances of asking me to drink vodka, they will resort to mix it with wine and disguise the same in my all time favourite MILO drink or food that I consume!
Whatever means they resort to, their ultimate aim is to see me drunk and witness what I do...such vivid imaginations and they dare say it out aloud to my face! Was I aghast to say the least.
And this comes from an elder sibling who is supposed to ensure I don't drink, go clubbing or do anything that wrecks the family name - ain't it sad?
Asked why the husband and wife are resorting to such actions, came a laid back reply, “For the heck of it...simply to see what you do if you get drunk! Best for you to experiment in trusted company so that you know in future your extreme limits!”
I'm lost for words really. Their behaviour in wanting to witness my misbehaviour on being drunk sounds like some management training for higher officials in the event of a screw-up - literally!

Monday, August 23, 2004

In Respect of Mary, Mariamman, Maryam

While browsing the net as usual today, I came across this three part article which I thought is really worth sharing and blogging my thoughts on.
It is on religion to say the least, but I think the ultimate message persons with an open mind and heart should get after reading it is the fact that time and again one thing is proven beyond doubt - there is no stopping the human mind, although people can be of different faith, to worshipping a common creator called God.
In whichever form God is worshipped by his respective devotees with sincerity, prayers are accepted. And across the globe, beyond the divide in the name of religion and race - teachings of all faith are similar in preaching one to do nothing but good.
Likewise, I find these articles interesting and its definitely not the first time I coming across something with a hidden 'unity in diversity' message. My reasoning for finding it interesting goes beyond what meets the naked eye.
Reading this, I can only reinforce my firm stand as thought to me by my respected father that God is omnipresent and he is everywhere, in whichever form you want him to be. But the catch is that it takes you more than just your eyes and religious belief to see and feel his presence in the most intangible of forms.
Today, I stand more convinved than before that when one sincerely accepts God and his beautiful creations, no force can stop me from respecting other faith and their method of worship just like my own. Respecting other religions and giving them regard as I do to my own also gives me equal peace and serenity as I usually get daily after worshipping God in accordance to my religious practice.
Do good and do good for as long as you live - even if others do onto you what you'd never do onto yourself and them. I think this is the message of all religion, regardless if I'm a staunch temple-going Hindu, Church frequenting Buddhist, a Christian visiting Hindu shrines or anything else for that matter.
Read with an open mind and heart. God is omnipresent and he is right here, right now as I blog this piece.
Afterall, we are but his best and most wonderful creation ever:-)

Catholic Shrines Draw Hindus, Buddhists, Muslims
Mon August 23, 2004 08:06 AM ETLink to Part1: http://www.reuters.com/newsArticle.jhtml?type=ourWorldNews&storyID=6044151

Friday, August 13, 2004

Hey Sexy, what's your name?

Deny no more.
I bet you have posed the question of 'what's in a name?' at least once in your long or short lifetime. Depending on the circumstances under which you raised the same -the answers too, would have differed.
Personally, I too have thrown the question - most times to myself and at other times to the appropriate party, depending on situations. Often, the answers I've got range from 'Nothing. Just different spelling and pronounciation' or 'Don't know' to 'Everything!' and not forgetting the all time favourite, 'Aiya...how am I to know what's in a name?'
Given that, I was pleasantly surprised to read the following news in Reuters about the right name making you sexier. Now, now, yes I know it is exciting to find out if names make you sexier but just don't forget that when it comes to people - more than just the name, you as a person matter most when making an impression.
All the best in discovering your sexy-ness...

Monday, August 02, 2004

Cupid's spot on strike!

Love is in the air, most definately.
Well, at least for me though.
This is a very personal feat and achievement of sorts, spoken in a language often best understood by the heart of two people in love.
The little I can tell is that the one party in love is me and the other person who happens to love me unconditionally in return is my soulmate, whom I shall call in this blog as the Scandinavian Prince (you'll know why when the time comes).
Today is special and will never be forgotten since it was d-day when I uttered the three magical words meant to be said to only the most deserving and special person each of us meet in life someday, somewhere.
Cupid has struck me...spot-on!

Saturday, June 26, 2004

Football...the world's most beautiful game

Suspect not, this blog title is indeed what it reads as, nothing else.
As much as I'd like to belong to the larger group of the global population who literally eat football, drink football and probably even breathe football - somehow, something, somewhere always held me back from even developing the slightest form of interest in the game.
Believe me when I say that it is not the game itself which I dislike. The issue with me and my lack of liking for the sport is more deeply rooted with the kind of reaction the infamous game evokes among hardcore fans or die-hard supporters, however you wish to call it.
I need not go too far to cite examples of how an individual's religious-fanatism like craze towards football played by international teams can cause unwanted squabbles in even small families (hint, hint...I'm talking about my own here!).
My 68-year-old retired civil servant father depicts how a football fan's life and daily priorities become topsy-turvy the moment international soccer championship fever, like the current EURO 2004 for example, grips the transmission lines of paid sattelite televisions.
During times like these, to precisely quote my respected father, the world he lives in simply turns to become one that is filled with nothing but all stuff related to the glorious game. As he rightly pointed out to my home-maker mother and myself, at precise times of the year like now where it is football madness at every nook and corner, he (my father, that is) sees no need for our presence in ensuring his meals, essential needs and other daily wants are timely met.
At this point in time alone, he is an independent man who needs none by his side...unless of course, it is yet another soccer fan wishing to keep him company by staying awake in the wee hours of the morning to watch the matches.
Apart from that, he declares undeniable happiness if only my mother and I could vanish temporarily - he wants to hear no voice, breath, foot steps or even see our shadows anywhere near or in the living room area (where the idiot box is placed) during live, delayed live telecast and even repeat matches.
Oh well, so much for the love of the world's most beautiful game that I've long stopped reasoning with my born-to-be-served father (with all due respect, mind you) each time he decides that where decision making and priority of preference is concerned, he comes first. No further arguments.
Oh, and forget this I shouldn't at any given time - my stand on football or bola sepak as it is known in Malay, remains. I've got a huge problem getting along and liking people who go ga-ga over football matches, to the point all else (people included) are expected to take a back seat, throughout the year.
Among many unfortunate incidents related to the game recently, the following link tells of an extreme example of what should not be football-associated.

http://www.reuters.com/newsArticle.jhtml?type=oddlyEnoughNews&storyID=5515086

Wednesday, June 09, 2004

Love Marriages - Part 2

The last couple of days, especially after an earlier blog on the topic of love marriages - I've been trying hard to remain focused on what more I wish to rant pertaining this delicate yet fiery issue.

It is not so much about me trying to convince myself that marrying the one you love is by far and large a better option to exercise (I reiterate that everyone is entitled to their own opinion).
Rather, what stirs my mind to think deeper about this is the fact that for too long now, I, just like many others out there, often feel an unseen tinge of excitement when talking of love marriages - sadly, without knowing the real depth and significance of it.
Blame it on globally successful Bollywood flicks such as Kuch Kuch Hota Hai, Kabhi Khushi Kahbie Gham, Kal Ho Na Ho or the classic English super-hit Titanic if you must - but I can't deny that to a large extent, movies based on love sagas as the central theme, have played and continue to play a vital role in influencing our understanding of what constitutes a love marriage.

However, when I say movies influence individual connotations of love marriages - I'm surely not talking about the dream-like Chaya Chaya hot number by Shah Rukh Khan performed on roof top of a fast moving train, nor am I citing Canadian music diva Celine Dion's rendition of My Heart Will Go On music clips -- which many actually want in reality.
I'm trying to arrive at the fact that, knowingly or otherwise, many assume love marriages are a lot easier to 'live' with besides acting as a fundamental base to ensure happiness of both partners in the relationship is taken care of. Almost all successful movies and novels on love and matters of the heart are expected to end along the lines of '....and they lived happily ever after.'
In reality, many around me (since I lack this experience myself) testify that falling in love and marrying the same person, without being prepared for the lifestyle, mental and emotional transition from a courting couple to being legally and ceremonially wed poses the same risk as marrying a total stranger chosen by the parents or elders.
I've spoken to couples of different religion, age and social standing, including those married to their long time high-school lovers as well as people who tied the knot simply because it was their family's choice - and the retort doesn't differ much. Couples well into their late 70s / early 80s of age, still vouch by the fact that love marriages are by no means a piece of cake - truth is, it is by far more challenging to handle than even conventional arranged weddings.
An interesting insight I got from my informal "married-couple's secrets" interview comes as a total surprise to me (since my understanding of this is like asking me to figure an add maths formula [i hate maths with a venegence]).
The revelation, as shocking as it may be for my own good, did help knock some sense into me - successfully!
Little did I know that love marriages pose a greater challenge in terms of streering the relationship in the right direction for years to come. The most difficult aspect to handle is said to be the couple's willingness to step out of their comfort zone (i.e.from just boyfriends & girlfriends) to actually assuming the role of husband and wife.
What can be so difficult about this in a love marriage compared to, say a typical Indian arranged wedding I pondered? And true enough, I got an answer through my own observation (not limited to brother Suresh & sister-in-law Ms.Boo's recent marriage) that the person one loves dearly can be the extremely difficult person/character to manage in the long run, specifically in marriage.
I was told that partially, this happens simply because our loved ones just know us inside out and when the time comes, it is basically in the respective couple's hands whether or not their sound understanding of each other is put towards positive changes.
More often than not, notes a married-for-12-years (arranged marriage) couple, arguments arise in love marriages when both partners fight for what is commonly termed as 'unequal equality' - they agreed prior to marriage on both remaining equal in the union. But as months become years, one partner begins to knowingly or otherwise, dominate the household.
Thus, the other throws tantrums of some magnitude, I'm told, to drive the point of their unhappiness with the unequal treatment. And when the situation is reversed, the partner who initially felt victimised by the unequality, will actually attempt to dominate the other for reasons best known only to them.
This is done despite the fact that once a upon a time, they knew what it felt like to be dominated by the significant other and yet, when things change, they simply choose to inflict the same dominance onto the other.
A tale of sweet revenge? You bet it is, but not necessarily the pleasant of all experience the union of two people can offer to each other's life long needs.
So, am I saying that love marriage is a no go?
Actually, I don't know.
Yes, it sounds rather disappointing that after all that I've raved above I can't really say something concrete.
But hey, on the bright side I'm being utterly honest about how I feel and this is what my blog is all about isn't it?
About saying what I want to say, exactly the way I want it said?
Having said that, I must make it known that much of my own indecisiveness on this issue and all other related views is firmly etched on my personal trust that marriages - love or arranged alike, are made in heaven!

Monday, June 07, 2004

And Love Marriage Means...No Transition Period - Pt 1

The heading is actually my lesson of the day - learnt on Saturday, June 5th 2004.
Sorry that this blog wasn't up on time to reflect the timeliness of the lesson learnt on the said day.
Of importance to note is the fact that this blog title is also a direct quote, in essence it was a indeed a quoteable quote from my just-returned-from-honeymoon sister-in-law, Miss oooppss...sorry, the politically correct term now would be Mrs. Bavani Subramaniam.
For the record, Mrs. Bavani who the family fondly calls as Boo is actually married to my beloved brother Mr. Suresh Ramasamy. They officially tied the knot on May 23rd 2004 in the northern state of Penang Island, which is otherwise known as Pearl of the Orient, marked by a ceremonial wedding coloured with Hindu tradition and witnessed by family and friends (the wedding itself and my experience being a bride's mate is worth a blog on its own - to emerge soon).
Back to the lesson learnt (see how easily I get distracted when speaking of Ms. Boo?!) - my dear sister-in-law (SIL), upon settling down comfortably on her brand-new L-shaped sofa last Saturday, made the statement of the day (refer to title of this blog) out of the norm.

Though I'm still trying to figure why she came up with the brilliant idea of saying what she did, I must say, in all honesty, that credit is due to Ms. Boo for giving me an insight into what she meant by and I quote, "... and love marriage means no transition period in one's married life because you get to marry the person you courted and love so very deeply. It eases the immediate post marriage-blues and reduces the tension most arranged-marriage couples undergo in normal circumstances."

As much as her quote was least anticipated (I must also qualify that Ms.Boo is known to say what is often least expected in the nick of time) and out-of-the-purple (yeah, I adore purple, so what?) - it got me thinking hard.
My brother Suresh, equally took me by surprise when he used the opportunity to start an action-packed conversation among us on the advantages of love marriage.

What started out as an impromptu sentence from Ms. Boo, actually got me thinking of real facts of life - thoughts of how true her statement is, still lingers in my mind. The advantages of a love marriage endorsed by both parents (in her instance, that is) in a day-to-day living concept was something I never thought of.

I mean, of course, I've heard a million reasons why one should prefer to have a love marriage as opposed to an arranged marriage (note that I'm not trying to pit one against the other, am only stating my personal preference towards love marriages) but I never really got around thinking about the benefits of love marriages from a practical perspective - especially, the merits as rightly pointed out by my sister-in-law.
Love marriages mean no transition period.
Am still pondering over it. Am thinking about what I used to think about love marriages. Am recalling why love marriages appealed to me much stronger than traditionally arranged weddings.
Am still trying to figure it out completely - there is much that comes to the mind at the mention of love marriages but so little time to express it all.
Watch this space for Part 2 on Love Marriages!