Confessions of A True Heart

The HAZY Sun !

2005-08-12T14:51:00.000+08:00

This is a picture of the late afternoon sun during the days when we could still see the sun. Aitelyou ah ! The blardy haze is too much leh. It's time to migrate to Monaco or Monte Carlo or Montezuma or some place that does not have bushy fires burning up your arse every year. It's like eating a pound of extra hot sambal petai and hazing up your toilet with combustible gas you know.

This is my girlfriend and her colleague braving the hazardous environment to bring better health and joy to the world (they sell good stuff to doctors so that it can benefit you :-))

This is my poor (but sweet and pretty) girlfriend again courageously braving everything to bring peace and joy to the world (thru her job).

Aiseh, where is my beautiful Malaysia leh?

Tomorrow I'm driving straight to Penang !!!

Regine & Me

2005-07-29T15:27:00.000+08:00

Just bumped into my friend Regine Tai today. My, my I've gotta admit that fame has definitely put a rosy glow to her face. Anyway, I'm very very happy for her. Her album is definitely doing well and she is getting femes and femes as Malaysian Bloggers put it.

Good Job Regine !!!

As I always say, please do support our local singers. They are just as good, if not better than what Taiwan, Hong Kong and for that matter China can produce.

Malaysia Boleh !!!

My Obsession With Jewel In The Palace

2005-07-26T16:49:00.000+08:00

Hi World,

I am back again after a very long hiatus. No real reason other than the fact that I have found my soul mate. Here's to you soul mate if you're reading this. Anyway, back to the issue at hand. My JEWEL IN THE PALACE vcds have been rendered unwatchable. Arrrrgggghhhh! Here was I wanting to watch it for the 7th time and it failed on me.

Why do I like Jewel In The Palace (Da Chang Jing)? I'll tell you why. It'll stand up to numbers of rewatches just for the myriad of details to be seen in the movie. You can actually appreciate how much heart has been put into this series.

I am not about to rave about the actors and actresses. They did their job ok but it was nothing great but the script and the story was superb and riveting. From the details put into the preparation of the food to the prescriptions by the healers and of course not to mention a beautiful glimpse of old Korea.

Of course I still can't decide whether the movie was done in conjunction with the Korean Tourism Ministry because it's like almost EVERYONE (including moi) wants to go to Korea to have a look. Well kudos to Korea.

Anyway, did I mention that I've found my soulmate? She is definitely capable of pulling my thoughts away from Da Chang Jing hehe :-)

Desperate Thoughts of Suicide - 3 Times in My Life

2005-07-07T00:59:00.000+08:00

Just reading up Jill's Blog @ kablooi.blogspot.com about somebody who drank a cup ultra concentrated Clorox because he was rejected by a girl. Really churned up memories of the 3 Times in My life that I felt like suicide.

1st Time - I was National President of a multi-varsity society when it was still undergoing a transition and realignment. We had inter-varsity cat fights and turf battles for the sake of thriving and survival. I was caught in the middle trying to balance it all. The thought of attending the Mid-National Convention really gave me the jitters and the shivers. Felt like throwing myself off University Heights.

2nd Time - Failure to Graduate within 4 years - Yeah, it took me 5 years to grad - I was in short a lazy bum who didn't work hard enough to pass all his papers - I tell you nobody can punish you like the way you can punish yourself. I really felt like throwing myself off Penang Bridge. Ohh, the shame !!! Couple with the fact that I was already confirmed with a job 6 months before. What will my ultra strict mother say? Will I lose my job over it?

3rd Time - I had been cocky and full of myself. I gave up a RM 5000 job in the year 2001 to fulfill my ambitions to be a trainer. I joined up with somebody whom I thought could make me one. Turned out to be the 'GREATEST Learning Experience In My Life'. I was with the guy, CKC, for 1 year and 3 months. I didn't get a single paycheck from him. I invested or threw away nearly RM 100,000 in that period. My SATRIA 1.6 turned into a TOYOTA Corolla 1981 and I lost my girlfriend in the process. That was not all, I lost my self-confidence, my self-esteem, my friends and the respect of my entire family. I was reduced to practically begging for money from whomever who could give it. I felt like hanging myself.

Why am I still here? Basically, it's love of family and a sense of duty. I feel like an investment sometimes. They have invested more than half their lives in me. Money, time, love, heartaches. Here I was contemplating the 10 ways to die handsomely :-( I cannot give in to the weakness of SUICIDE - sure it takes courage to throw yourself off the edge, but it takes more to soldier on despite everything. That's why Hell is the only place for Catholics who hang themselves. And the weight of Karma hanging on your neck for the Buddhists. We've been given the special privilege of life and yet we throw it away? Hey, I still had at least 3 friends who believed in me - Bunnywunny, LSG & WL. And Bunnywunny is my bestest friend. Bun Bun, if you're reading this, Kudos to you ok.

Next Change - The 10 ways to die handsomely !

ORGASM Switches off Part of A Woman's Brain

2005-07-02T08:26:00.000+08:00

Far be it from me to Tabloidize something Tabloidable but this article that I received on my email just today really has a place in my ... (I'm in danger of changing Minishorts rating of my blog from U to 18SX - but still no swear words haha)

Orgasm Switches Off Part of a Woman's Brain

http://betterhumans.com

If you're a Seinfeld fan, you'll probably remember The Abstinence episode where George stops having sex and gets smarter, while Elaine abstains and becomes dumber.

Although you can't put much scientific reliance on a Seinfeld episode, researchers at the University of Groningen have discovered that sex does affect the female brain.

Unlike Elaine, who lost brainpower when she stopped having sex, the team found that several areas of a woman's brain turn off during orgasm.

For the study, the researchers gathered 13 healthy women and asked them to lie with their heads in a PET scanner while they were being sexually stimulated.

The PET scan revealed that as the women were turned on, activity increased in the somatosensory cortex, the part of the brain that controls senses. However, activity dramatically dropped in the amygdala and hippocampus, the areas associated with alertness and anxiety.

The researchers believe the drop in activity in certain areas of the brain has an evolutionary function--everyone knows that women can't have sex if they're anxious--so as a woman becomes aroused, this part of the brain becomes inactive, letting the instinct to reproduce (senses) take over.

A similar study has already been performed on men, however, their brains had far less deactivation.

Next up, the team hope to look at what happens to the brain immediately following an orgasm.

The research was reported in Copenhagen, Denmark at the annual meeting of the European Society of Human Reproduction and Embryology.

SOURCE: Better Humans

Guys, how many times have you felt that you have given your all to satisfy the one you love and yet you don't get much of a response ? Or you feel that she's faking it - yeah we guys can sometimes tell the difference - and there's not much you can do about it ?

She's well lubricated but she just can't come ? I think it's probably due to some oher stuff - mostly concerns about life and the universe in General (like, uh I hope my boyfriend doesn't find out about this - Damn I forgot to finish my daily report - hmm can I close that mega deal I've been working on - God, I think I forgot to lock the door to the room - oops have I taken the PILL yet - I think I'm late) that just can't seem to get her up.

Well, after reading this article, things seem to fall into place - Ooooh I've had a Eureka moment. I now know why no amount of visualing Einstein's E=MC squared or Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle or fergodsakes Thermodynamic Principles is going to prolong (by much) my ejaculation time - if it's gotta come, it's gotta come - sheesh - there goes the macho I can go at it for half the night fantasy :-(

Seriously, this changes the way I view ORGASMs both male and female.

Guys, we gotta learn to distract the Girls from those intellectual ruminations during the act or can we do that by humping those thoughts out of them?

Girls, what do you think we Guys can do to give you a better ..... time ?

Support Local Singers : New Babe Regine Tai !

2005-06-26T21:47:00.000+08:00

The Local Chinese Music Industry has been very prolific these past few years. We have seen a number of them make some substantial footprints over in Taiwan. People like Fish Leung, Penny Tai and the latest of them, my friend Yu Hang.

It helps to have a brother who is a Sound Engineer responsible for the recording of singers like Ah Niu, Yu Hang and recently Regine Tai. I am in total agreement with him that we should do our best to support the local Chinese music scene as they are as just as good as the Taiwanese and HongKies. Take Kuang Liang and Ping Kwan for example. Very creative people.

Now, I would like to introduce to you the latest Babe on the Local Chinese Music Scene. My friend, Regine Tai. With her single,"Secret" she too is taking the scene with a passion. A great singer with an oh so sweet voice.

So, please do check out her website and download her songbites. Get to know this sweet young lady.

Also, please do post LOTs of comments supporting her. Who knows, maybe the person who posts the most varied and imaginative comments (duplicates will not be counted) can have lunch with this up and coming lady muse :-) I'll ask her. Regine, if you are reading this, please leave a comment on this hehe.

The least I can promise is her autographed album (cost on me) to the person who posts the most varied and imaginative comments supporting my friend, Regine Tai (note : duplicate comments will not be counted) . Deadline is 8.00pm Friday 1st July, 2005.

It will look a lot like this hehe :-)

I Stole Minishorts'........ Technorati Logo !

2005-06-26T19:46:00.000+08:00

I am a Blog Vampire ! Muaahahaha ! First I sucked Elaine's TagBoard Message Board into my blog. Now I have stolen Minishorts'.....Technorati Logo !

Wanted to say I stole her heart but that oredi belongs to The Crab Killer, Eric the Great !
Anyway, thank you for it all. You people have been great Vampire fodder ! Muaahahaha !

Also, to all the Great Jedi Masters of Bloggism out there, what other enhancements should I put in my blog? Tell me please, please Great, Great Masters of Bloggism.

I am now a slave to the Blog !

AIESECers Collide at PPS 2nd Annual Bash !

2005-06-24T19:42:00.000+08:00

AIESECers Unite ! Minishorts, Eyeris & Me :-)

What do AIESECers do when they meet? They shout, they jingle, they might even Square Dance and then, they break all forms of TABLE Manners !!!

It was a great experience last night meeting up at PPS 2nd Annual Bash. How did I get to know about it? Well, my best friend, BunnyWunny had a sort of intellectual run-in with Minishorts. I decided to check out who was this girl who dared to DISS my 'bestest' friend.

It was a few clicks that finally led me to this thingy over at Tangsi Road. There you go, BABY Blogger meets the Madagascar equivalent of Malaysian Bloggers. I never knew (being a newbie) that the Malaysian blogosphere has picked up so many cool people. Wow !

Anyway, I had to check out who was Minishorts. So I went up to the organizer, the cool Aizuddin and he proceeded to SHOUT out LOUD (fergodsakes) "Minishorts Minishorts - your FAN looking For you" - Talk about EMBARASSMENT !

Finally met up with Minishorts & hey, she's one cool lady. When I finally sat down with them, I was suddenly recognized by Eyeris (another cool guy) as the Dinosaur I was so long ago. That was when the fun began. Reminiscing about old days and doing Table Manners was a great way to bring out the joyful person in me.

Then, I proceeded to sing them 3 Papua New Guinea Jingles.

Lyrics are now provided :

Jingle 1 :
Spragane gane,
Gane oh same woh,
Spragane gane,
Gane oh same woh

Spragane gane,
Gane oh same woh,
Spragane gane,
O Gane oh same woh.

Explanation : This is a Papua New Guinea War Song - Sung to the Brave Warriors by their Family as a SPIRITED send off before they go PILLAGING among the other ISLANDS. Yeah !

Jingle 2 :

Konna kot onnum kande e
Konna kot onnum kande
Konna kot onnum kande
Konna rolg kangi bion de

Ayam bi ken ken de e
Ayam bi ken ken de
Ayam bi ken ken de
Konna rolg kangi bion de

Explanation : It's raining my friend. I meet you at the bus stop. You have no umbrella. Let's share my umbrella. Together, we walk off into the rain.

Elaine Babes loved it hehe and I would like to say that I kinda loved her loving it :-) (How's that for a pick up line - Elaine?)

Elaine Babes, I would rather save all the pickup lines in the world for you than use it on anyone else for you are a babe. And she loves fantasy books. Oh God ! How difficult is it to find such a babe interested in Terry Brooks, David Eddings, Raymond E Feist and she appreciates Lian Hern for godsakes. Elaine, let's make our own fantasy (how's that for a 2nd pickup line).

Jingle 3 :

Kupi ma po
Tom bo warisa a
Kupi ma po
Tom bo warisa
Kupi ma po
Tom bo warisa a
Eeyoki

Explanation : Papua New Guinea drinking song sung in the middle of a campfire. To be sung until everybody drops out from imbibing too much good stuff :-)

Kudos to you too April for being such a good sport.

Eyeris, thanks for reminding me of what I used to be and what I can be again.

Picking Up The Pieces

2005-06-20T09:24:00.000+08:00

Woah ! From the exhilaration of a life changing conversation to the low of down-to-earth reality. What a roller coaster ride. Well I have felt shattered for over a month now. This whole month has been a process of rebuilding myself into a better, stronger and more focussed person.

Again, ironically, this would never have happened had I not taken a risk and opened my heart out to her. The wounds of the heart will heal. I feel on top of the world and yet at the bottom of the ocean.

Can anybody tell me why this yin yang feeling is there? She is a wonderful girl who will do anything for the guy who stole her heart. I wish her all the deserved happiness in the world. If not, it's picking up the pieces again for her.

Well, I think some spring cleaning is in order :-)

Bittersweet Afterglow of Reality

2005-06-20T00:06:00.000+08:00

Ahhh ! My heart still hurts. I ache for missing chances and opportunities. I ache because the girl I care about is in love with someone who doesn't really care about her.

What happened to them? What happened to him to treat her so badly? Why are we so stubborn that we cling to the past and not the wonderful things in front of us?

Ahhh ! Who can answer these questions?

But I am glad she acknowledged that I am a worthy person. If we had met earlier?

What could the possibilities be? At the end, we must still pay back to The Great Credit Card of Life :-(

The Greatest Conversation In My Life

2005-06-19T19:58:00.000+08:00

Eureka ! I have just had the most EYE OPENING, Meaningful and heart-t0-heart conversation with the Girl I used to like. I have finally found out why she has pushed me away all this time despite showing clearly how much I care for her.

My whole life, I have never had the courage to have such a conversation with someone I really care about but did not return the care. I have finally done it and I feel so free. I feel like I am BACK from the DEAD :-)

The world is so full of ironic situations leh. I like my superior in the retail chain and my superior loves her superior in the same chain. She joined the chain just because of him and I joined because of her.

Aiyoh !!! So frustrating. Couple with the fact that he doesn't even care for her. My heart is torn to bits because of the injustice of it all. But, I guess Cie la Vie, Mon Cheri.

Guilt it turns out is the driving factor of her existence. I suppose in the end that she is an idealist. She cannot accept imperfections in herself and neither can she accept imperfections in others.

Anyway, I hope that I have the clarity of mind to evaluate the negatives and positives in myself and my future soul mate. I bless her with all the happiness in the world from the bottom of my heart. I believe that we are just repaying our karma.

That's what I call the Credit Card of Life.

Toong Hwa (Fairy Tale) by Kuang Liang

2005-06-19T04:07:00.000+08:00

I like to sing. It's been such a long time since I have serenaded to a lovely girl. To the lovely girl whom I have serenaded to (you know who you are), I really appreciate that you were kind enough to listen.

This was what I sang. Bear in mind, I don't know Chinese so I had to write it out in English (it's not Hanyu Pinyin since I dunno about it). It's the best that I can do lor.

Wang le you dor jiu (how long have I forgotten)
Jai mei ting dau ni (will never hear from you again)
Tui wo suo ni (speaking to me about)
Jui ai de gu se (you most cherished story)
Wo siang le hen jiu (I thought about it for a long time)
Wo kai se huang le (I begin to panic)
Se pu se wo you jor chuor le sem muo (Did I do something wrong?)
Ni ku je tui wo suo (You cry while saying to me)
Toong hwa ni dow se pien ren de (Fairy tales are lies)
Wo bu ke neng se ni de wang je (I may not be your Prince Charming)
Ye shi ni bu huei doong (But you may not understand)
Chung ni suo ai wo yi ho (From the moment you said you loved me)
Wo de tian kung sing sing tow liang le (My whole universe brightened)
Wo yuen bien chern Toong Hwa li (I am willing to be your Fairy Tale)
Ni ai de na ke tien se (Your loving Angel)
Chang kai suang so bien chern je pang so hu ni (Willing to open my arms and protect you)
Ni yau siang sing (You have to believe me)
Siang sing wo men huei siang toong hwa ku ser li (Believe that we can be like in the Fairy Tale)
Sing fu her kwai le se jie jhi (A very happy ending)

Loving Cookies Anyone ?

2005-06-19T03:34:00.000+08:00

My sister really makes the best cookies in the world. Not only was I in charge of massage during the charity event but I was also in charge of marketing "The most loving cookies in the world - My Sister's Cookies".

And it was remarkable. 60 boxes were sold out in 3 hours. Why? Because they were made through love and caring. Food is like that. You can taste the love and care that was put in.

Because of her magnificent cookies, our group managed to be the Champion in revenue. Yes, my sister's cookies were magnificent.

Thank you my dear sister for that generous and magnificent effort.

Loving Massage anyone?

2005-06-19T03:07:00.000+08:00

One of my greatest joy in life is to provide comfort and relaxation to people. To be able to see them happy. What is more direct than to provide massages to people?

I have been providing massages to my friends since age 17 and I am very good at it. Recently, I took part in a charity event in which I provided massage for charity. I was just happy to be able to do charity work while leaving the customer absolutely relaxed and satisfied.

Ahhh ! Soulmate, where are you? I so long to give the best and most loving massage to you. That's why I learned massage in the first place. Admittedly, I am not a guy who loves cooking. So I will do the dishes after the meal and give you that well-earned massage after a long & tiring day. A massage and a good, sweet hug shall be provided for free my dear.

See how relaxed the guy is. He definitely got his money's worth. And it was for a good cause.

Dear Soulmate, I long to comfort thee.

Batman Begins Rocks leh !

2005-06-19T01:55:00.000+08:00

Oh my God ! I have never been a big fan of Batman but this prequel really rocks. Spectacles also dropped out. The story is so deep and has so many hidden meanings. It really brought much insight into the psyche and the motivating factors of Batman.

I finally think Batman is cool. I think all the previous installments of Batman didn't do any justice at all to the franchise. DC Comics must be really pleased.

Anyway, the archvillian is also great (played by our Mr Qui Gon Jinn - Liam Neeson). Unfortunately, not everybody may be able to fully appreciate the depth of this movie.

I wouldn't mind watching it another time. It taught me a Great lesson about Why We Fall too.

Why do We Fall? So that we can learn how to Get Up Again !

Thank you Batman for reminding me that.

Finding My True Values

2005-06-18T13:15:00.000+08:00

It is such a relief to finally understand what my values and self worth is. It has taken me all of 31 1/2 years to finally discover what is important to me. And it was triggered by a heartbreak. So, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for the pain that helped me transcend my current world view.

Mmm. What is that thing which gives me self worth? I love to help people. I will always place the well-being of the people I care about above my own well-being.

Somebody told me that's not good for myself. I said that what gives me pleasure is making the people I care about happy. I will push myself and improve myself if it means making more people happy. That has always been my creed and that has always been what makes me happy.

Of course, there are times, when I sacrifice myself to someone who doesn't know how to appreciate it, I feel sad and hurt. But, that still does not turn me away from the pleasure of helping people. Of seeing people grow. The joy of seeing the reflection of the "Eureka" sign blinking in their eyes.

Oooh ! That's pleasure for me. That is my ultimate self value. The ability to bring joy and enlightenment (of course in my own way) to the people whom I care about.

Ahhh ! There are more people to care about. There are more soulmates to encounter. There is still light in the world.

2005-06-18T12:56:00.000+08:00

The Art Of Meditation - Om

I AM BACK ! Recovering from a Broken Heart !

2005-06-18T11:02:00.000+08:00

Ahhh ! It's good to be back again. Just would like to apologize to myself. I haven't had the mood to blog here for almost a month. Why? Because I had my heart broken. That's why.

I mean, here I am, doing everything that I can for the girl whom I thought I liked but in return, I do not get the minimum required level of caring and support.

I keep telling myself to forgive her. She is young, she has not learnt to appreciate the things that I have done for her. But the HEART is WEAK. I cannot bring myself to forgive her. In fact, I don't even feel like seeing her again.

I shall not go into details about the things that I've done for her but suffice to say that I suppressed my intense dislike for certain types of activites and organizations just to be with her. Just to get to know her better.

Yeah, yeah. She is pretty & fun, she is sweet & lively, in fact she's as lively as a monkey. She is a capable young lady too but I think at this moment, it's all about herself. It's just about her, her and only her.

Well, my friend, you have failed in my eyes. I am not forcing you to love me. That, I know takes time. But after all that I've done, you could not even give me the minimum required level of caring as a friend or as a human being. Then, you have failed big time. For example, sending me an SMS acknowledging me. Why do I always have to be the one to make the first move. After 3 months of that, I have to say, I am tired and exhausted.

Well, I joined a certain organization (not mind you The Yakuza or anything like that) because of her and I refuse to have much of anything to do with the organization anymore because of her. I, the only person, willing to follow her, feels abandoned, neglected, sidelined and uncared for.

I would have given you the world had you just provided me with that minimum level of caring. But no. And she even failed to keep the SMALLEST of PROMISES. I had kept all my promises to her until then. In fact, I even had to break a promise with another good friend in order to fulfill my PROMISE to HER. Now my good friend is not talking to me anymore. All for someone, who didn't even care enough to keep the littlest of promises.

Compared to her, the new friends that I've made on ICQ is miles better. I can feel even more than the required level of caring as human beings and friends from them. They SMS me in the morning to show that they care. Without me soliciting any responses of caring from them. While you, only did that something extra when you noticed that I wasn't communicating with you anymore. After so many days, you finally picked up the cue that something was wrong.

Well, enough is enough. In fact I have to thank you for this past 3 1/2 weeks of broken heart. I have never been meditating on my future more. In fact, the changes have been so drastic, I have just resigned from my company and considering embarking on an ambitious project towards financial independence.

Thank you for forcing me to think and evaluate where I am and where I want to be. I have finally found myself again.

Thank you my dear (I shall still call you that - if only in irony). You have played a big part in accelerating my GROWTH.

And to my new found ICQ friends, L.E. & Y.Y., thank you for caring and appreciating me. You have given me hope that there are people out there who cares :-)

The Diamond of Her Heart

2005-05-21T18:45:00.000+08:00

Diamonds are a girl's best friend. No diamond no kiss. No diamond no honey. I suppose we live in a very materialistic world. I suppose too that the gift of a diamond (at least 2 carats, if not don't give) goes a long way to cement the so-called relationship. Sigh, forgive me for being a not so materialistic person but I don't believe in the gift of those rocks (of course it might also be due to my empty pocket talking more than any other sentiment hehe).

What are the qualities of such a rock that inspires such undying devotion in the throbbing hearts of our female counterparts?

1. It's formed by the hottest of fires through millions of years.
2. It's glitteringly hypnotic. Bringing ardent admirers to it like moths to the flame. "Ohh, you inflame my passions !!!" she says.
3. It's solid, it's the hardest material in the world.
4. It's dependable, the glitter won't fade. It will still be hard.
5. It was a worthless piece of black junk in it's previous life but all is now forgiven after the oooOOOHHH! so remarkable transformation.
6. It will outlast the girl in its eternal beauty.

So, instead of the piece of rock, what can I present to her as a symbol of my eternal love. I vow to transform myself into the diamond. Am I that diamond now? No, I am far from it. Am I trying to emulate the qualities of a diamond? Yes, I am working hard at it. Love to me is a MARATHON & not a SPRINT. I shall be there for her through thick and thin. Through poverty and in wealth. Through sickness and in health. I shall go through the hottest of fires for her. I shall glitter for her. I shall be solid and dependable. My love will be eternal. My love for her will not fade but glow stronger through the years. I shall be her soul mate as she will be mine. Am I a worthless piece of junk at the moment? I don't think so but before 3 years is up, I will transform myself into a priceless DIAMOND.

And I shall present this DIAMOND, myself, to her. I hope she appreciates this DIAMOND as much as I appreciate her.

Soulmate, I gift myself unto you.

2005-05-21T18:00:00.000+08:00

A girl's best friend :-)

The Eighth Wonder of The World

2005-05-21T17:37:00.000+08:00

I recently came back from Egypt. Of course, my tour included the famous pyramids of Giza, the only remaining Seven Wonders of The Ancient World. Extremely impressive and mind boggling. If I remember my facts right, the largest pyramid is made of 2.3 million blocks of red granite each weighing more than 2 tonnes. Imagine that. How did they build such a wonder ??? With a true heart or under the whip ? True heart or whip, it's still nevertheless one of the most magnificent man-made structures still standing in the world.

It set me to wondering what is The Eighth Wonder of The World. For me, I feel that the Power of the Indomitable Human Spirit is the Eighth Wonder of The World. It is this power that set into motion the construction of all Wonders. Therefore without that power, none of the wonderful things in front of us would have been possible. What do you say about it? The power to conquer inconquerable odds. The power to overcome our limitations. The power to be more than we ever thought we could be. That is the Eight Wonder.

That brings the question back to me. Do I have it within me to awaken the Eight Wonder? What would motivate me to awaken the Power? I think if I were to only think of myself, that power will never spring to life. It must be dedicated to something higher than me, myself and I. What would that be? Also, am I willing to pay the Price that comes with the Power? What would that price be?

Soulmate, I await thee. Together, we may be able to awaken that power in each other.

2005-05-21T15:02:00.000+08:00

The Majestic Pyramids of Giza.

2005-05-21T14:06:00.000+08:00

The Mirror of Her Soul

The Mirror Of Your Soul

2005-05-21T13:37:00.000+08:00

"What's the most beautiful part of a Woman's Body?"

My dad asked this question on the spur of the moment to all of my family one day 17 years ago. My brother said "The Lips !". I said "The Eyes !" My dad said, in his all wise tone of voice,"No ! No ! No ! It's the legs !"

Conclusion of that conversation. No wonder Mum has beautiful legs Dad. You fell in love with the legs first didn't you?

That question has stuck and embedded itself into my body, mind and soul though. I will still argue that the most beautiful of a woman's body, are her eyes. The eyes are, to me, the mirror of the soul.

In fact, that is the first part of the body that I am drawn to everytime I meet someone new. Call me prejudiced but the eyes will be the greatest determining factor of whether I am interested to get to know the person better.

Soulmate, I long to gaze lovingly into the mirror of your soul :-)

IF

2005-05-14T16:15:00.000+08:00

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minuteWith sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

--Rudyard Kipling

2005-05-13T23:59:00.000+08:00

Egyptian Desert Sunrise

Monument of My Love

2005-05-13T10:02:00.000+08:00

EGYPT. What an experience. A place where pharoahs build monuments of greatness from the day they become the pharoah till the day they die. The afterlife is eternal. Thereby my monument must be eternal. So they say. And so they have proven with their structures of 3,000 to 5,000 years. Magnificent to behold until today.
ABU SIMBEL. The place where Egypt's greatest king, Ramses II met his most beloved wife. Neferteti. The most beautiful one. One whose beauty still haunts us. Abu Simbel. The place where he erected the greatest symbol of his love. An eternal monument that will outlast the Taj Mahal.
QUESTIONS. What will the monument of my love be? Will my monument outlast Abu Simbel? I don't think so. But I want to believe that what Man can do, Men can do. Why can't I build an eternal monument too? I want to be a person whose love is great enough to move mountains.
SOULMATE. Ahhh. Where are you my dear that I may start to move those mountains? Where are you my dear that I may start to lay stone by stone, gravel by gravel the foundation of my eternal love? I await thee.

2005-05-13T09:27:00.000+08:00

Abu Simbel - The Great Monument symbolizing the great love of Ramses II to his beloved wife Neferteti ('the most beautiful one')

It Doesn't Pay To Be A Good Guy ?

2005-05-13T00:09:00.000+08:00

You know, a girl once said to me,"You are just too good a person. You don't smoke, don't drink, don't etc! I'm afraid you'll be a big bore." Yes, I said, but I'll treat you nice and well. "But I don't want nice and well. I want a rascal I can save. I was born to rescue that scoundrel on the street. That wastrel. That person who'll beat me and whack me. I will save him."
All this serves to disillusion me. You mean girls nowadays don't want a good guy. They want somebody baaaaaddd ! So I tried to be bad. I really tried. But what to do. I don't like to be bad. So I will now just be myself. I am sure someone out there will appreciate me for what I am. Somebody who wants to be loved and cared for. Somebody whom I can devote my life to. Somebody to grow in all aspects of life with. I choose to be a good and caring guy. I know there will be takers. Soulmate, I await thee.

Soulmates !

2005-05-11T22:45:00.000+08:00

Soulmates. What a word. Laden with hope, meaning and disappointments. Is there any way for me to find that soulmate? The one that will complete me body, mind and soul. Ahhh ! There was once such a person. She was sensitive and intuitive, caring and full of feeling. She also had the voice of an angel. How would I like to hear such a voice again.
Songbirds. Duets have always sounded doubly more beautiful than a solo. I miss my serenading days. The days when I serenaded nightly to that angel whom I considered closest to a soulmate. When my oh... so easy to break heart was open. How would I like to sing to such a soul again.
Hearts united. The eyes say what words cannot. There was a time when all we needed was a flash of the eyes. We would know each other's heart. The hesitancy in her voice spoke volumes, her silence louder than a thunderclap. How would I love to stare deep into such eyes again.
Failure. Why did I not tell her? Why did I not open my heart to her? Why did I let a soulmate slip from my grasp. Was it cowardice? Was it a demand for the sureties of life? There is no certainty.
Requiem. The lament of a wounded heart. The lament of a procrastinator. The lament of someone who didn't grab that chance. The lament of a hopeless romantic who just couldn't find the courage to show the trueness of his heart.

2005-05-11T13:08:00.000+08:00

Ahhh ! A strong & refreshing wind blowing while sailing down the river Nile. Absolutely beautiful :-)

2005-05-11T12:54:00.000+08:00

Hi, nice to meet you :-)

The Struggle To Fulfill Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs

2005-05-11T12:18:00.000+08:00

Needs. Sigh, we are always in need. And imagine the lengths we all go through to fulfill them. First is the need for food. Somebody recently said, "Any there anymore starving people in this world?" Certainly not in my country. You will only starve if you don't do anything about it. So that's qute settled.

Next comes the need for security. It used to be a roof over your head but now it has gone to "Which neighbourhood are you located?" "Don't live there, it's not safe." Of course, security needs can be fulfilled by money. You've got enough of it, you can live like a king. Not that I fall into that category but we make do, don't we.

After that comes the need for Love. This is where my quandary comes. This is currently where my needs are greatest. The need to have a family to call my own. The need for my invalid mother brought down by stroke to at least cuddle a grandchild before she goes off far far away. It's like that's the only thing she knows how to utter. Everytime I see her. "Go forth & proceate my Son !" Of course it's not said as stylishly but I know it from the look on her eyes, the twitch of her nose and the struggle she goes through to make herself understood.