Irony
I find it ironic...
that a celebrity is a person who works hard all his life to become well known, then wears dark glasses to avoid being recognized.
that a person will take a year to write a novel when he can easily buy one for a few dollars.
that one is a vegetarian not because he loves animals, but because he hates plants.
that Sir Winston Churchill prepares his impromtu remarks.
that John Grisham loves being a writer but cant stand the paper work.
that as a child, the library card takes you to exotic, faraway places. When you’re grown up, your credit card does it.
that the cure for writers cramp is writers block.
that when your cat has fallen asleep on your lap and looks utterly content and adorable, you will suddenly have to go to the bathroom.
that when a restaurant gets too crowded nobody goes there.
that there is a fish that walks on land-mudskipper.
that on a cold day when it is raining people feel depressed but when it gets cold enough to snow they cheer up again.
What do you find ironic in life? Feel free to express them...
contributed with the help of Rafiki
Monday, July 11, 2005
Saturday, July 09, 2005
Once upon a time, son
Once upon a time, son
Once upon a time, son,
they used to laugh with their hearts
and laugh with their eyes:
but now they only laugh with their teeth,
while their ice-block cold eyes
search behind my shadow.
There was a time indeed
they used to shake hands with their hearts:
but that's gone, son
Now they shake hands without hearts
while their left hands search
my empty pockets.
"Feel at home"!"Come again";
they say, and when I come
again and feel
at home, once, twice,
there will be no thrice-
for then I find the doors shut on me.
So I have learned many things, son.
I have learned to wear many faces
like dresses-homeface,
officeface, streetface, hostface,
cocktailface, with all their comforting smiles
like a fixed potrait smile.
And have learned too
to laugh with only my teeth
and shake hands without my heart
I have also learned to say, "good bye",
When I mean "good-riddance";
to say "glad to meet you",
without being glad; and to say "it's been
nice talking to you",after being bored.
But believe me, son.
I want to be what I used to be
When I was like you. I want
to unlearn ll these muting things.
Most of all, I want to relearn
how to laugh, for my laugh in the mirror
shows only my teeth like a snakes bare fangs!
So show me, son,
how to laugh; show me how
I used to laugh and smile
Once upon a time when I was like you.
written by Gabriel Okara, 1921
This poem is one of my favourite poems as it reflects what we are today. In reality most of us wear masks, and that should not be the way to laugh nd smile. Learn to laugh and smile and take of that mask...
Cheers!
Once upon a time, son,
they used to laugh with their hearts
and laugh with their eyes:
but now they only laugh with their teeth,
while their ice-block cold eyes
search behind my shadow.
There was a time indeed
they used to shake hands with their hearts:
but that's gone, son
Now they shake hands without hearts
while their left hands search
my empty pockets.
"Feel at home"!"Come again";
they say, and when I come
again and feel
at home, once, twice,
there will be no thrice-
for then I find the doors shut on me.
So I have learned many things, son.
I have learned to wear many faces
like dresses-homeface,
officeface, streetface, hostface,
cocktailface, with all their comforting smiles
like a fixed potrait smile.
And have learned too
to laugh with only my teeth
and shake hands without my heart
I have also learned to say, "good bye",
When I mean "good-riddance";
to say "glad to meet you",
without being glad; and to say "it's been
nice talking to you",after being bored.
But believe me, son.
I want to be what I used to be
When I was like you. I want
to unlearn ll these muting things.
Most of all, I want to relearn
how to laugh, for my laugh in the mirror
shows only my teeth like a snakes bare fangs!
So show me, son,
how to laugh; show me how
I used to laugh and smile
Once upon a time when I was like you.
written by Gabriel Okara, 1921
This poem is one of my favourite poems as it reflects what we are today. In reality most of us wear masks, and that should not be the way to laugh nd smile. Learn to laugh and smile and take of that mask...
Cheers!
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
Legal Work
Legal work
I started work yesterday, hoping to take away the holiday boredom. Sadly to say, work is worse than bumming at home. Im working with an IT company, that is teaching me how to handle legal work to prepare me as a law student. Law is a fun subject, and can be a little too much to handle at times. This is not true in reality.
I was given this legal case the company is involved in, and asked to read the details of the defendant's (the company I work for) case. All I did yesterday was read. This was a little too easy. What do you want me to do? I had thought it be a little more difficult. Guess not...
I was told, that today I would be dealing with the lawyer involved. I have to call her and get her advise on some of the matters. Finally some real work... At least I hope so.
This is all I have to say about my first day of work. Got to run now... late for work!
I started work yesterday, hoping to take away the holiday boredom. Sadly to say, work is worse than bumming at home. Im working with an IT company, that is teaching me how to handle legal work to prepare me as a law student. Law is a fun subject, and can be a little too much to handle at times. This is not true in reality.
I was given this legal case the company is involved in, and asked to read the details of the defendant's (the company I work for) case. All I did yesterday was read. This was a little too easy. What do you want me to do? I had thought it be a little more difficult. Guess not...
I was told, that today I would be dealing with the lawyer involved. I have to call her and get her advise on some of the matters. Finally some real work... At least I hope so.
This is all I have to say about my first day of work. Got to run now... late for work!
Friday, July 01, 2005
Time spent with dad
Time spent with dad
It has only been 9 days since exams got over, and I feel extremely bored. In the past 9 days, I have indulged in a few tubs of ice cream all by myself, arranged my books about 75 times , played about 576 tunes on my guitar, slept for more than 12 hours a day, watched 24 episodes of "The OC", made 7 power point presentations for fun, watched all the movies that I missed during exams ( A series of unfortunate events, hitch, the English patient, be cool, etc...), caught the primere of "War of the Worlds" on the first day of release not to mention excellent seats from advanced bookings, played "Cat Woman" at a movie character walkabout, ate waffles with my cousins, browsed through the classifieds, and spent quite a bit of time with my dear dad.
I never realized how much fun time spent with dad could be. When I was doing my A-levels, I pretty much crowded my life style with books, college, hanging with friends, getting my car fixed, etc... I was always out of the house. The only time I did see my dad would be in the morning, when he would be drinking his black coffee in front of the TV watching market shares on CNBC, or during lunch when we would have a quiet lunch, just the two of us. Those little moments was enough for me to call time spent with dad. However in this past 9 days, I spent more time than I usually did with him. He isnt well, and has been instructed to take strict leave for about 3 weeks. He sits mostly in front of the tv either watching a movie, wimbeldon, news, or searching for his missing DVDs.
We went down to Hartamas Shopping Centre and did a bit of shopping. Shopping with dad meant gadget shopping. All electronic goods, plasma screen TVs, Hi-fi systems, notebooks, hand phones, digital video cameras, kitchen goods(where we bought a toaster), etc... As a bonus, we hit times bookstore, where I had dad searching for the newspaper and after he found that the newspapers were sold out, he tried desperately to pull me out of the literature section where I was totally lost in the books. The only way to pull me out of the section was to get me a few books which he did. I have something to read now, Women in Love by D.H. Lawrence. *Sigh*
there is nothing better than burying yourself in a book, except ice cream off course.
We had spent a whole 2 hours in the mall. Yesterday, I drove him to bangsar where we bought dinner, and 11 DVD's to keep dad occupied. The roads were a little jammed, as I squeezed the steering wheel tighter, knowing that this is one one the few times where dad has sat in a car which I was driving. All the anxiety, not wanting to make a mistake. I had to live up to his standards, his expectations, and that meant good driving, skilled. In the end, he never commented, so I take it that either it wasnt bad driving, or he just couldnt be bothered on how I drove. Perhaps something else was playing in his mind.
There is so many things I want to talk to dad about. My view of the world, how things work, my hopes, dreams and maybe even my love life. 3 weeks may seem like a short time, but I'll use every minute I have. Besides, I will be working with dad handling legal matters ( at least learning about it) starting next week for about 3 months. So looks like I do have more time. Ah, skip it, I just love spending time with my dad!
It has only been 9 days since exams got over, and I feel extremely bored. In the past 9 days, I have indulged in a few tubs of ice cream all by myself, arranged my books about 75 times , played about 576 tunes on my guitar, slept for more than 12 hours a day, watched 24 episodes of "The OC", made 7 power point presentations for fun, watched all the movies that I missed during exams ( A series of unfortunate events, hitch, the English patient, be cool, etc...), caught the primere of "War of the Worlds" on the first day of release not to mention excellent seats from advanced bookings, played "Cat Woman" at a movie character walkabout, ate waffles with my cousins, browsed through the classifieds, and spent quite a bit of time with my dear dad.
I never realized how much fun time spent with dad could be. When I was doing my A-levels, I pretty much crowded my life style with books, college, hanging with friends, getting my car fixed, etc... I was always out of the house. The only time I did see my dad would be in the morning, when he would be drinking his black coffee in front of the TV watching market shares on CNBC, or during lunch when we would have a quiet lunch, just the two of us. Those little moments was enough for me to call time spent with dad. However in this past 9 days, I spent more time than I usually did with him. He isnt well, and has been instructed to take strict leave for about 3 weeks. He sits mostly in front of the tv either watching a movie, wimbeldon, news, or searching for his missing DVDs.
We went down to Hartamas Shopping Centre and did a bit of shopping. Shopping with dad meant gadget shopping. All electronic goods, plasma screen TVs, Hi-fi systems, notebooks, hand phones, digital video cameras, kitchen goods(where we bought a toaster), etc... As a bonus, we hit times bookstore, where I had dad searching for the newspaper and after he found that the newspapers were sold out, he tried desperately to pull me out of the literature section where I was totally lost in the books. The only way to pull me out of the section was to get me a few books which he did. I have something to read now, Women in Love by D.H. Lawrence. *Sigh*
there is nothing better than burying yourself in a book, except ice cream off course.
We had spent a whole 2 hours in the mall. Yesterday, I drove him to bangsar where we bought dinner, and 11 DVD's to keep dad occupied. The roads were a little jammed, as I squeezed the steering wheel tighter, knowing that this is one one the few times where dad has sat in a car which I was driving. All the anxiety, not wanting to make a mistake. I had to live up to his standards, his expectations, and that meant good driving, skilled. In the end, he never commented, so I take it that either it wasnt bad driving, or he just couldnt be bothered on how I drove. Perhaps something else was playing in his mind.
There is so many things I want to talk to dad about. My view of the world, how things work, my hopes, dreams and maybe even my love life. 3 weeks may seem like a short time, but I'll use every minute I have. Besides, I will be working with dad handling legal matters ( at least learning about it) starting next week for about 3 months. So looks like I do have more time. Ah, skip it, I just love spending time with my dad!
Thursday, June 30, 2005
What is love?
What is love?
Love is blind ~anon
God is love ~ 1 John 4:16
Love is a fruit of all seasons, and within reach of every hand ~Mother Teresa
Love is not what we become, but what we already are ~ Stephen Levine
Love is an extremely difficult realisation that something other than oneself is real ~ Iris Murdoch
The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference ~Elie Wiesel
Love sees through a telescope, not a microscope ~anon
Love is patient, love is kind, love is not envious, or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way, it is not irritable, or resentful, it does not rejoice in wrong doing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, hopes all things, and endures all things ~ 1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two ~ Captain Corelli's Mandolin
The purest love of all if when you do not expect the object of your love to love you back. If they do, it’s a bonus, but when you expect it, it cheapens love ~ Arvind Patmarajah
Love is...Inhaling deepYour fresh smell,Holding you closeTo my chest,Knowing alwaysThat you will be there...~ Obukwor E. Bigjoe
Love is a strong word, you only say it to those who are most important and influencial in your life ~Heather Hoskins
Love, like a river, will cut a new path whenever it meets an obstacle ~ Dj Roberts
Love is like a grocery store, you don't know which one to choose ~Ruhi
Love is truly sacrificing oneself for a cause that can blind you cause of how strong it is ~ Rafiki
Love knows no reasons. Love knows no lies. Love defies all reasons. Love has no eyes. Love is not blind; it sees but it doesn't mind. Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. Love is so easy to feel, so hard to explain; easy to get, so hard to let go; easy to spell, so hard to define ~ Miss Ely
Love is sublime wish,Don't aflame it ~ L.G.Vaidyanathan
You can lead a heart to love but you can't make it fall ~ anon
Come on time to fill in the blanks with your view
Love is......
Love is blind ~anon
God is love ~ 1 John 4:16
Love is a fruit of all seasons, and within reach of every hand ~Mother Teresa
Love is not what we become, but what we already are ~ Stephen Levine
Love is an extremely difficult realisation that something other than oneself is real ~ Iris Murdoch
The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference ~Elie Wiesel
Love sees through a telescope, not a microscope ~anon
Love is patient, love is kind, love is not envious, or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way, it is not irritable, or resentful, it does not rejoice in wrong doing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, hopes all things, and endures all things ~ 1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two ~ Captain Corelli's Mandolin
The purest love of all if when you do not expect the object of your love to love you back. If they do, it’s a bonus, but when you expect it, it cheapens love ~ Arvind Patmarajah
Love is...Inhaling deepYour fresh smell,Holding you closeTo my chest,Knowing alwaysThat you will be there...~ Obukwor E. Bigjoe
Love is a strong word, you only say it to those who are most important and influencial in your life ~Heather Hoskins
Love, like a river, will cut a new path whenever it meets an obstacle ~ Dj Roberts
Love is like a grocery store, you don't know which one to choose ~Ruhi
Love is truly sacrificing oneself for a cause that can blind you cause of how strong it is ~ Rafiki
Love knows no reasons. Love knows no lies. Love defies all reasons. Love has no eyes. Love is not blind; it sees but it doesn't mind. Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. Love is so easy to feel, so hard to explain; easy to get, so hard to let go; easy to spell, so hard to define ~ Miss Ely
Love is sublime wish,Don't aflame it ~ L.G.Vaidyanathan
You can lead a heart to love but you can't make it fall ~ anon
Come on time to fill in the blanks with your view
Love is......
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Drinks-mixed
Drinks-mixed
Water, wine
Vodka lime
We sit and drink at night
Vanilla coke
Gin and juice
Night prolongs its stay
Tequilla shots
and margaritas
talks the night away
Whiskey, shandy
Rum and brandy
holds what is left of the night
Mix the drinks
mix and drink
and we will drink the night away...
Water, wine
Vodka lime
We sit and drink at night
Vanilla coke
Gin and juice
Night prolongs its stay
Tequilla shots
and margaritas
talks the night away
Whiskey, shandy
Rum and brandy
holds what is left of the night
Mix the drinks
mix and drink
and we will drink the night away...
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Much more today
Much more today
I love you very much more today,
I wonder why not yesterday
When I felt you in my sleep,
in my dreams, I hope to keep.
I love you very much more today,
I wonder why not last month in may,
When the flowers start to bloom.
Your love would take away the gloom.
Yet I love you very much more today,
I wonder why today I feel this way,
When a day is just another day,
Why not love you much more another day.
I love you very much more today,
I wonder why not yesterday
When I felt you in my sleep,
in my dreams, I hope to keep.
I love you very much more today,
I wonder why not last month in may,
When the flowers start to bloom.
Your love would take away the gloom.
Yet I love you very much more today,
I wonder why today I feel this way,
When a day is just another day,
Why not love you much more another day.
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