Lazy Sunday

It has been raining recently. The road is quite dirty which makes it hard to walk. It was gloomy just now, and the sun has just come out to "energize" the people on the road. I always like sunny day.

Try Jack Johnson. It goes very well with this lazy sunday.. :)

http://www.myspace.com/jackjohnsonmusic

Now Everyone Can Fly

Soaring across the land...



Through the clouds...



In the midst of Turbulence...



In the clouds...



Looking out the window...

Quite glad that they sky is quite blue that I'm able to take these photos. Blue sky, white clouds, nice.

What do you say?

同样的瓶子，你为什么要装毒药呢？同样的心理，你为什么要充满烦恼呢？

有些人把每件事情都想得很简单，有些人却把每件事情都想得彻底，想得复杂。烦恼的占据力量也许很大，可是也不能让它扩展，对吗？当你为一件事开始在烦恼着，固执的心态只会让你没完没了，抱着它不放手。不知不觉的你将会开始感叹，想着为何又那么多烦恼，一直想不开，心就越窄，整个人也都开心不起来了。我们的生活，总是有这些事情。把它看成烦恼，你将会头疼,一直就走不出来，反而却越走越深。若你能退一步，望一望天空，天空确实是很辽阔，狭窄的应该是我们的心灵，我们的执着。是你的心态或想法把你绑得紧紧的，让你透不过气来。若是这样的话，为何不放松自己呢？心灵不值得为这些烦恼捆绑着。是吗？

海口

这是海口，海南。
这都是一集在这里拍的照片。在这里可以看到好多椰树,所以特产都有椰子糖果,椰子咖啡等等.海南位于中国的最南部,所以出产的水果啊或气候,和马来西亚蛮相同的,都有好吃的芒果,菠萝蜜,木瓜.只是size就有点迷你.:D

在这里都常听到人家说海南话,可是不会听.只是认识2,3个词汇,还是不确定音准不准确.因为都是以前外婆教过的那几句.在这里,也有好多由海南省外的到来这里工作.

住在这比较繁忙的市区,一直看见人来人往,好多车.在这里过马路,真的是要望前后左右,肯定了才好过.要有胆量和技巧才能过.应该是由于这样，在这里可以随时随地看见天桥，而这里的天桥都是“四通八达"的。讲到车,在这里总是会看到好多豪华汽车.:P 就像Audi,BMW,Merz。之前从未看过的气车都有。和 Malaysia 不同，在这里泊着的一行车子中，repeat 的牌子很多。:D

这里的食物还好，在这里通常都吃餐馆或炒饭。这里附近的一个小广场有一些小档口，经常都会闻到臭豆腐的味道。 :D 说到食物，还是非常想念马来西亚的食物。Roti Canai, Nasi Lemak, Bak Kut Teh, Kari Puff, ABC...想到都流口水。 :D

这就是我对海口的小小印象。
对了，海口也叫椰城，可是到现在还未试过她的椰子。:P 有机会再试一试。

活着就是幸福

有位朋友买了一本书。书名叫"活着就是幸福".那书名吸引了我，于是就拿起来翻了一下，看看内容。书后面是这样写着：

每天早晨醒来，看见第一缕阳光，确定自己的眼睛还能看见这个世界，这就是幸福。

走在撒满落日余晖的小路上，听得见欢快的鸟叫声，确定自己的耳朵还能听见凡间的任何声音，这就是幸福。

穿过一条小径，闻得见扑鼻的花香，确定自己的鼻子还能闻得见任何一种美妙的气味，这就是幸福。

看见喜欢的人，能和他说几句真心的话，确定自己的嘴巴还能吐出动听的话语，这就是幸福。

张开双臂，能够拥抱自己想拥抱的人，确定自己的双臂还能拥抱这个世界，这就是幸福。

迈开双腿，能轻快的走起来，飞快的跑起来，确定自己的双腿还能听话的行走和奔跑，这就是幸福。

每天早晨醒来，发现自己还能健全的存在着，确定自己真实的存在着，这就是幸福。

Deep Thoughts

Here I go again, contemplating life. Seeking for something, reaching out for an answer. Is life about seeking for more, seeking for satisfaction? If that so, what kind of satisfaction you're looking for? In this "realistic" world that we're in, it seems like we can't keep "materialistic" out of our life. For the things that we consider, most of them go around the dollar sign. From better job to better pay, to better car and better house, then to the better of living standard and then to the better life. Is this the "domino effect" type of achievement that everyone is focusing on? I'm not sure about that.

Some say being free is living life. Some say settle down to go through the stages of life. In the end, it's the no-definition that define's people's pondering. There can be no exact answer, I know. It all depends on each individual.

After all, should we be seeking for our own answers by asking, what matters the most? And from there, setting our tracks?

新年快到了

对了，新年快到了。小时候的新年，总是好热闹，好兴奋，还记得那种等待的感觉。妈妈都非常的忙，初一，亲戚们都会一起聚会，大吃一餐，多么的热闹。现在，外公外婆都不在了，渐渐的新年的那种意识，似乎从大家的脑中消失了。今年的新年，亲戚们纷纷都会去旅行。或许该说我老了，思想老土，感觉到年轻的一辈，若失去了那种对过年的意识，会好可惜。其实别说年轻的一辈，连前一辈的可能也失去了那种想继续保留那意识的观念。

现代的人都觉得，新年还不是一样，有没有回家，有没有一家人吃团圆饭，也没有什么所谓。渐渐的，住在远地方的，大家都少见面了。父母亲，开始觉得孩子们都长大了，大家都有自己的生活方式，过年，就一年比一年冷清了。那种热闹，那种开心的气氛，就这样消失了。好像让大家都了解，让大家都明白，那种大家都聚在一块的意义，一起过年的欢闹。

还记得外公常说，“树倒，猴子散 ”。我想这句话，倒是真的。就只有那么一年一次的聚会，就这么一丁点的华人传统文化，难道真的有那么难吗？若能聚在一起没什么意义的话，那一家人的意识中，什么才算是有意义的呢？我倒想了解。

A Glimpse of Curiosity

There he was. Looking at me, wondering what was the thing that was pointing at him. He was one of the three newly borns of my neighbour's cat. They run around, hide in the drain, catching each other's tails. So free, without worries, born with curiousity to try everything that catches attention in this wild world.

Yesterday Once More

When I was young
I'd listened to the radio
Waiting for my favorite songs
Waiting they played Id sing along
It made me smile

Those were such happy times
And not so long ago
How I wondered where theyd gone
But theyre back again
Just like a long lost friend
All the songs I loved so well

Every sha-la-la-la
Every wo-wo-wo
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're starting to sing
So fine

When they get to the part
Where hes breaking her heart
It can really make me cry
Just like before
Its yesterday once more

Looking back on how it was
In years gone by
And the good times that I had
Makes today seem rather sad
So much has changed

It was songs of love that
I would sing to then
And I'd memorized each word
Those old melodies
Still sound so good to me
As they melt the years away

All my best memories
Come back clearly to me
Some can even make me cry
Just like before
It's yesterday once more
***
The Carpenters

I remember this song and I think many people do. I remember watching the concert of the carpenters which was recorded by my dad in the video tape. Karen Carpenters singing with her brother playing the piano. It's a very simple song with simple lyrics, and yet which is so true that I think it touches many hearts.

People wish for a yesterday-once-more, and I believe those old songs that we've listened in the past, easily they would bring us back to those days, and once again, we engulf ourselves in the memories. So many songs that we've sung and so many yesterdays. Eventually, as we grow older, these songs became the marker that marks our generation.

I appreciated each and every songs which bring me back to the days.

It's yesterday once more.

Tumbler

I tasted the sudden sense of giving up. Mind blocked from finding reasons not to support "you are who you're born to be". I always deny and, wanted to deny. The ought to be that's in mind, suddenly seems so far. Have been holding the fort of mind, don't want to give up on the belief of you can go further, and like what people said, the sky is the limit. Sometimes, you just don't know, whether you've been pushing yourself too far that you tend to disappoint yourself. Perfections? You ask yourself. Maybe that's the reason that sometimes you struggle.
Tumbler falls and bounce up back.

Rain

It's going to rain again. It had just rain this morning, but it's coming back again. I feel the same raining ambience. I've just got my speaker installed, it's just the right time for some "Noon's songs". Many people I know like raining. They like the cooling feel, cloudy sky, which is just so nice for a nap. Yes, it is indeed.

Most of the time, I would say, I don't really prefer raining. But if it comes during a lazy afternoon, with a collection of songs playing. It's a splendid moment to be in. Which is why I like it now. The rain hasn't pouring down yet and it's gloomy. No little children playing, it's so quiet outside, not even cars passing by. I see my neighbours' cat lying lazily outside, at the car porch. Looking out, as if he's enjoying the gloomy view as well and waiting for the first drop of rain to come.

It still hasn't rained yet and I'm still waiting.
Or is it holding back, for tomorrow?

By the moment the thought stops, I heard the rain tapping on the roof. It is finally here.

"Life's Tragedy is that we get old too soon and wise too late."

-Benjamin Franklin

I saw this in a local magazine. If it doesn't make sense to you in any way, then you should be glad.

A life of happiness or a life with meaning.

There comes a time, when a man has to ask himself, whether he wants a life of happiness or a life with meaning.
They are two very different paths. To be truly happy, a man has to live absolutely in the present. No thoughts of what's gone before, no thoughts of what lies ahead. But life with meaning, a man is condemned to wallowing the past and obsessed about the future.

** Heroes

Are you living the life of present or are you obsessed about your future?

Bali Ha'i

Listening to Bali Ha'i, thinking about the sky meeting the sea in Bali. Spending 6 days in this special island, bringing back the perspective about this place, the people and the culture derived from the experience. Kuta Beach, considered the hottest spot, with happening streets of pubs and bistros and sea that becomes surfers' heaven. Hotels, cafes and restaurants are almost everywhere. By just walking in your flip-flops, you can explore the places around. Anytime you're tired, you can just wave for a horse cart, get on it, and there you go, exploring the place in constant speed without being sun-kissed. With 93% hindus, temples are what you will see everywhere you go. The temples look mysterious and ancient in which ever way. The architecture of the temples seems to be well-reserved, with unspeakable mystery.

"Babi Guling", which means roasted pork, is one of it's famous cuisine, that must not be missed. The way that your dish will be served is, "Babi Guling" along with other dishes, well-arranged in a small basket. And there will be rice too. Good restaurants, especially western cuisine restaurants are everywhere, which might be a little extravagant for 6 days. Mc D which is nearby the beach, in and out you may see pretty ladies in bikinis or hot guys with bare tops and only beach pants, and bare-footed too.

Balinese are friendly and soft. If you looked like you're lost, there will be balinese come to your aid, showing you the way to your destination, without having any intentions which you might have encountered as travellers at some unfamiliar places. Warm smiles at many of the places you visit. In Bali, you will enjoy the hospitalities.

Different kinds of souvenirs are sold at the tourists spots. By the beach, there's women and men sitting under the shady trees, or even walking around, selling sarungs, shirts, providing manicures or tattoo. Had a stroll by the beach and there's an old grandma, asking me whether I would like to have a massage. She just put her hands on my shoulder, and was giving a small pressure while persuading me. I said no, thanks, and she asked me to look for her, if I changed my mind. Wondering how much they earn each day. Will there be any days, which they don't have any customers? Felt bad that I have to turn down their offers.

Really appreciate the tour guide's accompany, little thoughts sharing and his appreciation to tourist who visit Bali which helps Bali's economy. Bali, the beautiful island, deserves the recognition as the world's top, as well as the peacefulness which the people have regained.

Stop This Train

No I'm not colour blind
I know the world is black and white
I try to keep an open mind
But I just can't sleep on this tonight

Stop this train
I want to get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?

Don't know how else to say it
I don't want to see my parents go
One generation's length away
From fighting life out on my own

Stop this train
I want to get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?

So scared of getting older
I'm only good at being young
So I play the numbers game
To find a way to stay that life has just begun

Had a talk with my old man
Said "help me understand"
He said "turn sixty-eight"
"You'll renegotiate"

"Don't stop this train
Don't for a minute change the place you're in
And don't think I couldn't ever understand
I tried my hand
Honestly we'll never stop this train"

Once in a while
When it's good
It will feel like it should
And they all still around
And you're still safe and sound
And you don't miss a thing
Till you cry when you're driving away in the dark
***
John Mayer

Afraid of the running time. The more you're chasing at it, the faster it is running away. I feel that I'm not able to catch up with it. Getting older and one thing I realise is, the unit of measurement of time changes from a small scale to a larger scale. Instead of counting by hours, it is now counting by weeks, going towards months. Is that what my elders have been trying to make me understand all these while?

I remember there's once, when my father brought grandma to meet one of her old friends. Whom she had not been meeting since 40 years ago. After 40 years, they're both in their 70's and 80's. At that time, grandma's eyesight were not that good, and I remember the aunty was not able to walk, sitting in a wheel chair. I was quite young that time, but I can still remember, they had so many things to chat about, and when it's time to leave, I remember both of them holding each other's hands hard, weeping and saying, "Maybe this is the last time we see each other." I wasn't able to understand it, just thought about telling grandma and aunty, please don't say that, it's not good to say like this. When come to think about it now, I realise, how much pain it was, to knowing the truth of life, to not be able to buy back time when there's not much time to be spent. There're times, when we're straining ourselves, try to fight back the reality, asking why. Maybe it's true, as the lyrics said, "turn sixty-eight, and you'll renegotiate". You will not be that stubborn.

Thus, try to fully utilise the time for the favourite things. Not willing to sleep until I'm tired. Well, guess I should now, after getting down with the writing down.

Morning

Morning has broken. Like the first morning.
The closed curtain. I was about to reveal the whole new morning. Anticipate for a bright morning, I pull the curtain. Grab a grasp of breath. The world outside the window is still the same. I'm glad. Glad to see the life outside. The running clouds, the flowing river, and walking men and women. The sunlight coming in, a beautiful start.

Everyday

Feel drained. Drained of all strength. Feel tired, mentally tired that you just don't wish to think just about anything. For you know, it is...the end of the day.

Everyday is about not willing to get up from the bed, an extra 5 minutes of being tucked in the bed means a lot to you. The alarm goes on and off, from 1 snooze to another. Then, it's time to get up. Looking outside the window, somehow feel grateful to get to see another day. Everyday is earning a living, repeating work, repeating cycles and sometimes, repeating grumbles. Looking at the people around, nobody is not. It is the life that everyone's trying to maintain, gulping in the pressures everyday, hoping to earn a better life.

Lunch will then be the half a day break. Everybody is heading for lunch, while sometimes you wait and wait to conclude one episode of your work. Work is like a never ending story, you know that you can keep on working and working forever if you're going to. When you're stacked under the pile of works, then you started to question why. Does your life have to be this way, does your everyday have to be spent like this? It's the norm that everybody has to be in the rat race, pursuing dreams, enjoying once in a while. Break away is what you need. Skipping the routine is what you wish to do after so many..everyday.

Coffee break? Need caffeine cause you feel sleepy? No, most of the time, that's not the case. It's just that, you're addicted. Or, maybe, coffee soothes you a little from all of the non-stop thinking. It just help you to slow down the pace, that you may refresh for a while before getting back to work. It's either coffee or tea. They're our life support.

It's already sunset, you see the clock showing at the small little corner of your screen. Take a look around, some preparing to leave, some are still in deep thoughts. Then you think, how about you. Everyday is no difference, counting days, realising time passing by, gaining experience, finish one and work on another...
Yes. It's the end of the day. It's your everyday which you still appreciate. And that's what matters the most.

At the end of the day, you will still be humming...
What a difference a day made, 24 little hours...

Christmas

It's Christmas Eve. Christmas always gives me the warm feeling. It makes me think about carol singing, christmas songs, and the Jesus's Born in Bethlehem short play that I've watched before. I remember the time when I used to go to the church on christmas eve with my aunty. Having to see everybody nicely dressed up, reached the church on time, prepare for the prayers and celebrations, was indeed a wonderful thing to do on this special day. When the carol started singing the familiar christmas songs, then everybody sang along, the atmosphere was filled with joy. Then everybody shaked each other's hands, wishing "Merry Christmas" with their warmest smiles, that was what made me felt delighted the most.

Whether your christmas is a white one, silent and warm one, or celebrations followed by count down, may it full of joy and wishes.

Wishing everyone a wonderful christmas...

Weather

The weather in Bangkok has got cooler. I can say that everybody is waiting for this time. Every year, around this time in dec, the weather is the best in the year. It was so hot recently, and everyone was wondering why the desired weather isn't here yet. I was thinking that the world weather has changed and then on that morning I felt the familiar cool breeze. Immediately, you will greet the day with a smile. Everyone welcomes this weather after having to sweat a lot under the sun, even the taxi driver was so happy that he kept on saying it is colder now. Hope that it will last until Christmas, then it will be a cool breezy christmas..

Bangkok's yearly best weather has come...

Time

Mtv has been showing an advertisement of David Tao recently, which he expressed what he thinks about time. He said, some people think time as very abstract, whereas he thinks that time has the faces of our youth, and people don't realise what is time until they see the limit of their lifetime.

I never realise time until the time when I started working, travelling around, looking at the reality. Before this, time to me is mostly about waiting and repeating. But it's never like this. The truth is time is never repeating, whereby a second today will never come by, never. If given the chance to turn back time, which part of lifetime would you wish to go back to? If not mistaken, it should be the time when you start to understand, what moment means. The time when you start to feel things, start to realise the never returning of the many things in life.

Sometimes, you think about many things to do in your life. And as time passes by, you realise, more and more IF appears in your mind. If I have had the time, I would have...similar kind of sentences running around in your thoughts. Most of the time, you would say, I don't have enough time that's why I can't do this and that, blaming on the time, thinking that it will stop for you...so that you can stop your grumbling and blaming?

Each passing minute, marks the never returns. Each passing seconds, you can see it as counting down, or accumulating to the minutes of time. Whatever perspective you have on time, always make sure that, you appreciate it, whether is it spending with your family, your friends, your loved ones and doing every little thing. History might repeat itself, but never time. I will keep that in mind always.