Today I set a goal to accomplish 10 tasks. But due to so many disruptions and interruptions I managed to accomplish only two. Still it is something accomplished though not the perfect score.
Then I recall reading this passage in the internet and that made me realise that I have a legit reason to celebrate some happiness.
"Being happy doesn't mean everything is perfect.
It means you've decided to look beyond the imperfections. . . ."
Yes looking intensely beyond these ugly and thorny branches I see in the background the blurry image of the beautiful and serene sea.
May all beings be happy and let not an imperfect day mar your happiness.
Weather forecast predicts a temperature of 32 deg C and a passing shower or two for tomorrow Sunday. I sure hope that tomorrow morning the weather is cool with clear sky and no shower when I and family members trek up the hillside cemetery in Ipoh to honour our ancestors and sweep the tombs in conjunction with the annual Qing Ming Festival.
My old left knee injury surfaced again due to the vigorous physical exertion of the three day seminar. Last night I walked with a slight limp. I expect with rest the knee inflammation should clear up in a few days time.
Ithought I could squeeze the
last drop of ink out of the almost
depleted ink cartridges to thrash and
work the printer to the ground
Alas after completed printing
half a page the inkjet printer
refused to eject the paper
Then I knew and had to concede
that the time time to replace the
spent ink cartridges has come.
Congratulations to all the successful candidates who passed their kyu examinations at MAA HQ Dojo today. Well done.
On my way to attend a meeting
stopped by a toll plaza to pay toll
Thinking of cheering up my mood
ahead of the meeting I waved my
hands in a friendly gesture and
flashed a big toothy smile in the
direction of the lady ticket collector.
Not paying any particular attention
I didn't register her appearance.
Startled, at first her face broke into
a faint smile, then, a grin, and then
a giggle and, finally burst out laughing aloud
before handing me the change and receipt.
When she popped her head out of the
counter window to wave me on with
another smile only then I noticed her face.
Wow! What a fair lady behind the sweet smile.
Thank you miss for brightening up
my ordinary day with your
extraordinary sunshine smile.
Sitting at my desk in the office all day
mindlessly crunching numbers in the pc
Feeling drowsy and lethargic from monotony
the high pitch sing song chatter of birds
jolted me out of my senses
Coming from the window ledge behind my desk
through the gaps in the curtain
I saw two black magpie robins with yellow beaks perched
on the concrete ledge chatting to each other in bird talk
When I carefully parted the curtains to
capture the moment with my camera phone
the birds flew off the ledge after noticing my intrusion
Dear little birds please come again to sing your songs
The colourful banner prominently displayed in front of a beauty shop offering manicure service caught my attention.
The price ranges from RM18 to RM133 depending on the design. I suppose the higher price includes pedicure service as well, although the banner didn't mention pedicure service. I saw a few ladies inside the shop getting their nails styled.
Maybe I don't know how to appreciate nail art but looking at pictures of some of the manicure design and styling I thought they look a bit grotesque on a woman's fingers.
Afriend asked me over lunch a few days ago how long that I intend to keep on working. He knew that I am past the employment shelf life of 55, the official age of retirement for the employee in the private sector.
"For as long as the company requires my service, I as the driver, still with a full tank of gasoline will continue to step on the gas accelerator, keeping going and moving ", I responded. For the past few years my employer keeps on renewing my employment contract without asking me.
May each and every person cherish life by keeping on going and moving until the last breath.... for a happy and long life....
Oh dear and oops. I've just come to realise in the moment that I have forgotten about meeting up with an overseas friend for a chat on Thur night.
No wonder I couldn't shake off this vague feeling all week that there was to be be a coming event that I might have slipped off my mental horizon.
My sincere apology to KTY. I hope he is still in town.
Received a surprised call from V in the office at about 4.30pm.
"We have received permission from our department head to use one of the 2nd floor rooms for Aikido training. Can we resume Aikido class starting on Tue next week?" V spoke in Malay on the other end of the line.
"OK sure can do. We can resume the regular class starting our training as usual at 8.00pm." That was my reply, responding likewise in Malay and also trying my best to mask my lack of enthusiasm.
After a break of almost 6 months I didn't expect them to want to do Aikido again.
When V first mentioned to me last Nov about looking for an alternative room I didn't think they were serious. So as not to sound so unappreciative I just went along and told him that I would continue to teach them the art if they could find a new venue to practice. After a while of no contact since that last conversation with V I decided that the new class was not going to happen anytime soon. With that in mind I then made the decision switch the Thur class to Wed in INTi.
Here it goes again. Come next Tue I will go straight to Putrajaya from my office after work. I hope this time the response will be less lukewarm as last year.
At the morning hour of 7.45am our group of four was the early bird and the first customers eating at this Medan Putra Bandar Manjalara dim sum restaurant.
My first impression is that the residents here seems to get up late after sunrise on Sundays. The next group of customers was a family of more than 10 with two I-Pad-carrying kids in tow who came in when we were about to check out at 8.30am.
Amango cake for a simple but memorable double birthday celebration in the Living Room of Chin-Mei's newly furnished Kepong apartment.
Although there were only 8 people present all of us had a good time and lots of laughter standing before the camera in various funny poses.
About 15 m away where I was standing on the asphalt in front of my house, a squirrel was making its way across the road. Scurrying half way across the road, it stopped momentarily on its tracks to look left, right and behind, as if weary of oncoming traffic and other threats to its survival.
With brownish fur, big tail, small black beady eyes, and a slender body it looks like a sausage with wheels from afar. I don't think it saw me as I was too far away from his limited vision. Then when it perceived that the coast was clear it jumped off the road onto the flat tire of one of the two rear wheels of a long-abandoned rusting truck and then disappeared into the dark shadows of the truck's innards.
I wonder in the urban landscape where it came from and where it was going. Thanks for the showtime Mr Squirrel and have a good day yourself too. By the way beware of the many stray dogs roaming the streets in my neighborhood.
On the way home from Semenyih I couldn't resist stopping by Billion Supermarket to check out the Cafe21 2-in-1 coffee. Somehow I associate this place with Cafe21 because I could not always get this product from other stores cheaper than here. The price tag reads RM7.99 each. Thinking that I had run out of coffee at home, quickly snapped up 3 packs. "There are still two packs of Cafe 21 unopened!" my wife said with a look of disbelief, after I proudly arranged the cafe packs on the kitchen table.
Happiness is like a butterfly; the more you chase it the more it would elude you, but if you turn your attention to other things, it will come and sit softly on your shoulder. . . by Thoreau
So long, goodbye and thank you so much for the beautiful music and songs, Whitney Houston. RIP.
Thank you Whitney Houston for all the beautiful songs, especially this memorable song "I will lways love you," from the 1992 soundtrack of the movie "the bodyguard." RIP
After a few weeks of not seeing old uncle who helps out at his family's vegetable stall in the wet market, my wife asked his son about him. "Uncle has stopped working due to illness," the son replied.
Old uncle who is in his 70s and has a hunched back is a sprightly person despite his old age. Ever cheerful and courteous he never fail to say thank you to me and my wife whenever we pay for the vegetables. And in return we always thank him for allowing my wife to temporarily store the packed vegetables in his stall until we have finished buying all the groceries.
At his advanced age he should be enjoying his retirement instead of serving customers in the market.
We wish him well and fast recovery from his ailment.
All the labels in the keypads of this Shell station petrol vending machine are completely missing, thus unreadable. However relying on my imagination and instinct I was surprised and extremely delighted to be able to top up the almost empty fuel tank of the Kancil at the first attempt by punching the keypads in the correct sequence.
More importantly it takes so little to find simple happiness in doing mundane stuffs in daily life like punching keypads in the correct sequence
Sun 5/2/2012 Melaka
Who could resist the charms of these two friendly chefs?
Ended up at this food court near the Portuguese settlement eating fried chicken wings, fried oyster omelet and Portuguese grilled fish, three greasy sin foods that I normally won't touch even with a 10-foot pole.
