A Quickie!

In case anyone's been browsing through my blog these past few weeks and wondering why I haven't blogged for a while...it's cos I am away in India for a 3 week holiday. First stop was Chennai - I enjoyed my 3 day stay there. Loved going on the auto...the drivers are so fast and yet accurate. I wish there were autos in KL! And the food ... yummmmy.

Bangalore is a bustling city. Traffic jams everywhere. A bit like KL in a way. Shopping was good. And the food... yummmmmmy. Going back after 1 Jan to do more shopping and eating. :P

I can't believe that I am actually, really in Goa. It was always a far away, dreamy places where I've always dreamt of going...and now that I am here, it is as good as expected. I don't have a problem with the heat. 32 deg in the day. I am used to it obviously. The resort we are staying is alrite. Close to beach. There are about 43 steep steps down to go before reaching the beach. But it's cool with it now. Only problem is parental units holding a tight grip on movements. Can't go out to the club opposite cos of all the 'unhealthy people' around ie rastafarians and hippies. I swear! Geram! And that so called13 year old cousin of mine - annoooooying! But otherwise all is good.

Will be back on 6 Jan and blog more after that.

Laterz!

Read On >>>

Dear Santa,

If I still believed in u, this is the list I'd be sending u this year. First up, if u could ask a little help from the good Man (Or Woman) up there to give me strength, determination and positivity to find a better job, a job that my soul desires - that would be fantastic. One that will get me started on my journey towards finding my own personal legend. (If u'r not sure what the deal is with personal legend Santa, u should read The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho.)

Next, I would appreciate some help again from the Grand One Up Above, to steer me in the right direction of right men I should be hanging out with. In fact, if He already has one with my name on his tag (or collar :P) show him to me soon. Or if it's the other end of the spectrum and there isn't a special someone for me, Santa u gotta let me know. That's right. U have to. And ask Her to give me another dose of that strength, determination and positivity to enjoy life to the fullest.

Thirdly, I'd like all my family and friends to be safe and comfy. Not too many tears for any of them please. And the confidence to get behind the wheel and drive away to glory. (Don't worry, I will be putting my best foot down for this one). And more nights like last nite Santa, I want more! :) But I think that's something I can do on my own so...scratch that! :)

Oh, oh, oh and this Christian Dior Tote please!!

(Oops, now it sounds like I'm starting to believe in u again!)

Your truly,

Anu

Read On >>>

A site worth visiting!

If u are one of those people who like words and enjoy the thrill of getting synonyms right...I do...u will defintely like this site. But wait, there's more! For each word u get right u will help to donate 20 grains of rice to those who truly need thru United Nations. Truly a site worth the visit...

Go to: Free Rice!

Read On >>>

Eggs

Lately I've been wondering if I've put all my eggs in one basket. I haven't done much socialising really, just been corresponding with one particular fella. Things are going well and yet it's not. I'm not sure what the status is at the moment. Oh yeah, it's one of those things. Initially I felt like it was a-ok, that it was what I wanted. But now it seems like we've reached plateau.

I feel the need to step up to the next level. I don't want to be in this stage for too long. I'd like to move on, please. If there's a chance of things progressing, well and good. If not, no worries. I can be friends with a guy. No problemo.

There is one small glitch in this rational though. Let's say he says he'd rather be friends with me. And I decide to move on. I am not sure how I'd be meeting new people. I am not so much of a social butterfly. And I am so fed up of the Internet thing. Been there, done that sorta thing u know? So where, oh where shall I do my meeting?

A point to ponder...as I experiment on getting into the next level...

Read On >>>

Tricky time!

Time hasn't been much of a friend to me these few days. In fact, these few weeks, it seems to be trying to hide from me. Hiding behind thick luscious bushes, peeking at me from time to time. Spliting the scene as I call out its name. Funny thing, this time...tricky fella. Just u wait time, I' m gonna catch up to u soon!

Read On >>>

Visual train of thoughts

Sometimes pictures speak louder than words...this is one of those moments...

Read On >>>

Que Pasa? What's up?

Hola! Me llamo Anu. Yo tengo trienta y uno anos. Vivo en Malasia con mi familia. Mi madre Sushila es una doctora y mi padre Venu es no trabajor. Mi hermana menor Ameeta es una estudiante en un collegio. Yo trabajo en la escuela internacional en Mont Kiara. Yo le gusto leer libro, escribir historia y escuchar musica...Mi favarito palabros en Espanol es - trienta, tambien, prima, etc.

Ok, so I guess it's pretty obvious that I have a lot to work on here.

What I was trying to say was:

Hello. My name is Anu. I am thirty one year old. I live in Malaysia with my family. My mother Sushila is a doctor and my father Venu is not working. My younger sister Ameeta is a student in a college. I work in an international school in Mont Kiara. I like to read books, write stories and listen to music. My favourite Spanish words are thirty, also, cousin...

I shall be blogging in bits of Spanish ... to practice and also keep myself motivated to continue learning Spanish for my trip to Spain, possibly next year. After all I can't be going to Barcelona and Madrid with just the ability to say "Una cerveza por favor." (One beer please.) Can I? ;)

Read On >>>

The golden key

As dusk pays its visit, vagueness makes a comeback.

A certain indescribable feeling hangs in the air.

Questions loom large. Why am I here?

Shouldn't I be someplace else?

Doing something different with someone else?

Something else, something soul defining, something worth my while.

Answers remain a mystery.

Patience is the only solution.

Time holds the golden key.

Read On >>>

The truth...

The truth is I am only 5 feet 2 & a half, but I tell people I am 5 feet 3. The truth is, I will always have the love for things small and simple in my heart, no matter how old I get. I get panicky when I sit behind the wheel. I don't hate my ex-boyfriend anymore. I enjoy getting the dirt out of nooks and crannies. I admire my mother's strength and personality. The truth is I am a self-confessed writer infected with a double dose of writer's block.I want to be able to drive for miles on my own. I miss my grandmother very much. I am afraid of losing my family suddenly.

And I want to have a career that satisfies my soul. I love the attention I get from my guy friends. I like being called baby. The truth is I want to kiss someone with all the passion that I have bottled up inside me. I long for the time when I get to make love to someone all through the nite. I want to wake up every morning and find someone beside me. And I want a baby, my baby before its too late. I am. I do.

Read On >>>

Give Me Something?

I've been trying to blog many times over the course of the week. First at work, in between check out sessions. Then at home with the help of Dark Room, which I must add is an interesting application to use when u need absolute concentration to type. Just remember to press F2 to save your piece. Otherwise u'll do what I did, write something interesting just to have disappear cos u forgot to save it first. Tsk,tsk.

Anyways in lieu of the time constrain I am now facing, (I'm off to Chilis to have a cold one and gotta get ready), a short update will have to do. I am good. Work is going on. There are days when I wish I could start up a bonfire and throw all the books in. Oh yes, I am serious. Other days are bearable. I can't wait for weekends and December 19 to be off to India. Social life is expanding, booming even. Friendships are blossoming, and one in particular. There's something to look forward to ala James Morrison's "This could be nothing, But I'm willing to give it a try". What ever this is right now, I like it. I am enjoying it.

Also, my new haircut has received unexpected attention from others, in a good way of course.


What more can I say? Life is OK!

Read On >>>

Incomplete

There are many things you forget or misplace in life. But somehow it feels that unlike anything else I forget, when I forget this one special device of mine, life stands still. The heart skips a beat as my fingers dig deep into my bag, moving from one cranny to another to find it. It’s not there! I take a moment to think if I did put it into my bag this morning…the non-existent recollection makes way for a forgone conclusion – I left my mobile at home!

Resigned to the fact that I will not have my beloved Sony E with me today, I try to find comfort in the availability of other communication techniques like the good ol’ fashioned phone and speedy broadband. Some things are better than nothing right? Hmm, yeah…rigggghhhht. I wonder if my friend Kasturi has called me yet. Have I got any sms’s? Now how am I gonna text Mr. P and gloat about the fact that India beat Australia in cricket match yesterday??? I would call him but…I’ve left my capacity to remember mobile numbers back with my mobile on my bed this morning!

Ah well, I guess it will just have to wait.

May time pass fast today. So I can go back to my beloved…Sony E!

Read On >>>

Mwaaaaaaah!

What do u do when it's been a while and u realise u've forgotten how to kiss?

Practice? Research? Revise on past kissing experience? Watch sexy scenes over and over again, making mental notes on how it's done?

Or just take the plunge at the right moment and hope that experience kicks in?

Take the plunge woman, don't think. Dive right into it. U shall float!

Read On >>>

Hope

Hope
Is kind.
Therefore
I mix with hope.
Hope
Is swift.
Therefore
I run with hope,
Hope
Is brave.
Therefore
I collect boundless strength
From hope.
Hope
Is sincere.
Therefore
I invite hope
To accompany me
To the Golden Shore.



http://www.srichinmoypoetry.com/

Read On >>>

Of Facebook and Reality

A friend expressed concern that I was getting addicted to Facebook. He said that I shouldn't get too involved, express myself on the highly addictive website. That people are not themselves, not genuine online. That I should not form attachments to people based on what is 'said' and 'done'. I understand what he means. But I am not addicted to it. I do enjoy it, for sure. There is no way going around that. I enjoy being a Pirate, bombing my mates and stealing their coins then burying them on the island so that no one steals from me. I enjoy 'buying' bags that I have no intention of purchasing in the real world. I like to pick fights with friends for the most silliest reasons just to see the icons slapping each other's faces. Call me immature perhaps, but addicted? No way!

I still go on with my daily routines. There's work, gym, walks, outings with friends, chilin' at Chilis,getting to know someone. My life is not any better because of Facebook. My life is better because there are things to look forward to, like Fridays and holidays, good music, an opportunity to get my creativity on the road again. Life is fun because I have someone to talk to, to get to know, to annoy even. And after the longest time, I feel like life is alright. I am content. Sure there are the down days, but I get back on track. Not blogging about it doesn't mean it's not happening. It doesn't mean that I am still swimming in the sea of uncertainty or sadness. It just means that I have other things to do, and I don't have the time (and sometimes the energy) to blog about it. That's all. Simple. Not complicated. The end.

Now if u will excuse me, it's time for me to check out the Scrabulous boards and try my best to kick Sharky's ass!

Read On >>>

Head Over Feet

So goes the song by Alanis Morissette. It's a cool song. It's about love and being loved. I wish I was in that shoes at the moment. It's been a long, long time since I've been in the arms of a man, more so a man who cared for me. And as the days go by, as I get older, I wish that there was this one single human being who loves me above all other human beings in this world. But maybe it is not meant to be. Maybe I am not fated, not destined to feel this undying, passionate love that many others talk about. Maybe that is why God has made me this creature of isolation, the one who likes to do things on her own. So that I don't need anyone next to me, to be with me. Maybe.

No man is an island, they say. Sometimes islands get submerged by the waves, momentarily losing its position in the atlas of the world. If I am that island, I'd fight to get those waves away from me. I'd move myself to another spot, in hope of finding inhabitants, pirates maybe, or better still another island. Maybe that little island and I can become one big island. And then when the waves come in to take their place, we can battle it out together. As they say, two islands are better than one, right?

Read On >>>

Appear!

It's funny how suddenly, how softly and slowly somebody can creep into your life. And then sets up the easel, paints a picture on the canvas and hangs it there on the wall of life. Your wall of life. And many times, u don't realise that the painting has made an impression on u, until one day, it disappears. And that's when u realise u miss that painting. U hope that whoever took that painting will bring it back, ASAP.

An sms, a phone call, something, anything!

U take a deep breath. Calm down. U've been around this block many times. Too many times. U know how it works. U understand the hazards. And u know u shouldn't make a big deal out of it. No need to get into battle mode, no. Another deep breath. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.

And just wait for time to reveal its tale.

Read On >>>

Going, going, gone!

My paisley tattoo that Adi did for me on first day at Legian, Bali has finally disappeared. It took its time though, the henna taking a different shade of black every day. For a couple of days, I would have glimpses of it, and for a minute or two, it would transform me back to Bali.

The slow disappearence of the tattoo reminds me of some things that have eventually disappeared in my life. Like my favourite denim, lost somewhere out there in Melbourne. My yellow paisley (yes,I am a big paisley fan) bandanna that I lost to the waves of Gold Coast. Or like my faith that I will in fact find the love of my life. Just like the tattoo, hope fades a little more as the day passes. Perhaps one day, soon it might fade off entirely, never to be felt again...

Read On >>>

Success!

I am happy to say that my chicken fillet and gravy with a side of broccoli & cauliflower was a hit! Parents liked it, so did aunty and uncle. Sister also gave her thumbs up. My good friend Gunlan loved it. I thought it wasn't bad...So looks like I shall be cooking again real soon. :)

Read On >>>

3-6-5

On the anniversary of one of the world’s most significant tragedy, I too have a little anniversary of my own. It’s been one year, oh yeah 365 days since I left Australia to return to Malaysia. Just like the 9/11 incident, the questions linger. The answers are still a little grey. Was it a good decision or bad? Whose perspective are we looking at? The American government? The Taliban? Anu or her mom?

Most importantly for me, when I ask myself if I still think I made the right choice of coming back...the answer is hard thumping, resounding YES! Ask me if I am truly happy, I'd have to say, a 100%? NO. I do realise though, that I can't have both ways, I can't have an between of both countries. I have not crossed out Australia on my future plans yet. It will be a year or 2 before I decide once and for all...until then, I shall do what I need to do. So hopefully my heart won't go bump-bump-bump too many times when Australia's on the mind...

Read On >>>

Chak De

So I finally watched Chak De yesterday evening. It was as good as I expected it to be,perhaps even better than expected. There were no dance scenes or too much drama. Just a catchy theme song and a dose of the real life in India, where cricket dominates the minds of her citizens. Shah Rukh Khan played a very good coach, trying to redeem his past failure to win the World Cup (also after being accused of sabotaging his own team) by training a team of Indian girls for the World Cup...Although the team was initially defeated by their differences and competition, in the end, they took in the spirit of Chak De (Go For It!) and obviously won big time!

I think if Malaysia had feel good, go all out songs like this, we may go further in our sports adventures! One can hope...

Rating: Chak De - *****


Anu

Read On >>>

Bali!

I can't believe that the Bali trip is over. I remember when I first booked the tickets back in January. It felt like it was a million years away. That it would take a looooooong time before August 31 dawned. But the day did arrive. And the inevitable end has come. Now I wish I could turn back back the clock and go back to, say August 1, to that I could relive this trip, to feel and experience it all over again.

If I could turn back time, I probably wouldn't do anything differently. Except maybe take an earlier flight so that Kasturi and I would reach Bali earlier. Who knew the queue to get our passports stamped would take so long? We had lunch at 4pm that day, slightly overwhelmed by the amount of Indonesian currency we had in our hands. A Nasi Goreng is 23,000 Rupiah? How much is that? It sure sounds expensive! Kasturi brought out her 02, trying to calculate the Malaysian equivalent. Needless to say, we made full use of the calculator over the next four days.

After experimenting with our first Indonesian meal...mine looked like this by the way...Not bad...that Ikan Pepes...

We headed for the beach, to be bombarded by the traders. Selling bags lah, wanting to braid our hair lah, tattoo lah. One of them though, stood out of the crowd. He wore a a faded t-shirt and shorts, and a cap. He asked me if I wanted a tattoo. I said no (immediate reaction you see). He asked me where I am from and didn't believe I was from Malaysia. After a little chit chat, I decided, what the hell, I'd get a tattoo done, after all, it was temporary. And Adi (that's his name) did this paisley tattoo for me...

Not bad eh? And this is a pic of Adi and I on the beach, on the last day...an interesting character I just wanted a momento of...




Saturday was a very busy for Kas and I. We hired a driver who took us to a few 'must see' places. Our first stop was to watch the traditional Balinese dance, Barong And Rangda. The performers did a funny scene though, don't think I shall ever forget about that, involving the evil Rangda's 'banana'. After being stabbed, it was on the ground. However a long object symbolising the male anatomy was quite visible. One of the characters than asked -"What is that?" Another replied "that is the banana!" Haha!



Next up on the list was to visit Gunung Kintamani. It was a long windy road up to the Gunung, but once we were there, the view was totally worth it! The air was cool and crisp and the view spectacular!




After that we went to a tea/coffee farm and tried various types of tea - chai, ginger,cardamom,coffee-coco and balinese strong coffee.



The highlight of the trip for me, was the seafood dinner by the sea, in a place called Jimbaran. We had good food and drinks and a fantastic view! What else could I ask for? Romantic to the core, I'd say! For a moment I wished I was there with someone special...just for a moment. Then I got caught up with the visual images and
forgot all about that.

And the shopping experience? One of its kind. As we looked around, many traders asked us, where we were from. India? Malaysia? All was demystified when we started speaking in Malay. It's safe to say that Kas and I helped the Balinese economy step up a notch with our purchasing of bags, t-shirts, tea, unneccesary souviners etc.

I had the best sate I've ever had at Ricky's @ Legian - Bar & Restaurant. Best, I tell u, BEST! If u do decide to go to Bali and Legian in particular, u gotta go there!



All in all it was a fantastic visit. Next time I will make it a longer one. The people were friendly and the beer was cheap. ;) Go to Bali, go!

Anu

Read On >>>

Bitten by the bug!

Yes, I am back after the fantastic Bali trip...I do want to blog about it, but I can't seem to compose my thoughts and put them online right now. I still a little feverish, and my voice sounds like a man! I kid u not...so I shall probably take a day to blog about that one. Until then!

Senkenken!

Anu

Read On >>>

I'm leaving on a jet plane...

for Bali. I know that I'll be back on Monday but oh babe, please, let me stay...

(aka rantings of a extremely excited 30 year old single woman about to embark on a trip to a new and exciting destination - Bali!)

And just like the song, all my bags are packed, I am ready to go...leaving Malaysia on her 50th birthday.

If I were to start on my thoughts about Merdeka, I'd never get to the airport on time tomorrow. Suffice to say, my Merdeka wish is that we as a society, learn not just to tolerate each other, but understand each other better. When a person reaches 50 years, she is expected to be mature, experienced. She knows nooks and corners, she's been there and done that. And for that she is all the wiser, calm and collected. Granted it is slightly (yes, only slightly :P) more complicated with a country, but I truly think that we should make a strong, 100% effort to be this sexy, strong, fantastic woman. My wish, really. Wishful thinking or possible reality?

Still happy Holidays, let's all try to have fun over the long weekend...I know I will!

Makan,makan,makan.Oops, I mean Merdeka,Merdeka,Merdeka!

Anu

Read On >>>

Tired...

would be the catch phrase for me this week. Again. Ok so it's not exactly a phrase.But it sure encompasses the phase I am in right now. My knees ache when I walk. The body aches. I feel like I've been working out in the gym for hours - and I haven't! And the weird dream I had a few days ago is still fresh on (or is it in?) my mind.

My cousins showed me this door and said "U have to see what's inside." Curious, I stepped into the room and there it was! A black cute little pony. From the moment I saw it felt like I was in love. I petted it and spoke to it lovingly, just like I would to a dog. And when looking into it's eyes, it seemed to understand what I was saying. I had an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

So the question is what could this possibly mean?

"To see a black or dark horse in your dream, signifies mystery, wildness, and the unknown. You may be taking a chance or gamble at some unknown area. It may even represents occult forces." (from dreammoods)

The possibility of this conclusion is valid as I am trying out for new things in my life. (Although some people might suggest that it has more to do with the size of a man's balls I am yet to encounter...somehow I don't think it's about that!);)

It's always interesting to have dreams that are of a different kind. I just hope that when I sleep tonite, I shall have good ones!

Anu

Read On >>>

B-A-L-I, B-A-L-I!

It's been a tiring week what with the school starting. I feel like I've got a million things to do and only 8 hours a day to do it! By the time the clock strikes 4pm, I am soooo ready to go...the only thing that is keeping me going is the fact that in 11 days time I shall be in Bali. My first trip to Indonesia...so exciting.
I can't wait! I should write more, but I really really need to go to bed now. Shall blog soon...hopefully!

Anu

Read On >>>

The first day in school blues...

It started of just like another day. I woke up at 6.15am, dragged myself to the bathroom, did what I had to do, had breakfast and sat in the car. As I stepped into the school, I felt the long gone yet familiar butterflies in my tummy. I sighed and realised that the holidays were finally over, and so were my carefree days. Oh what a summmer it had been! Listening to sweet music, extended lunches, chats with friends...Oh how I wish I could go back to that good ol' days.

The morning started off slowly, with the assembly and getting to know the new teachers. And then the work started! You have to do this and that and thisthat. Argh!It was starting to annoy me. But I didn't, no, couldn't show them how I felt. I had to keep it a secret. I pretended that everything was ok, that I was happy to be there. That every other minute I wished I was back home, sitting on my favourite couch, sipping on my cold lemon tea, watching my favourite program on tv.

I did some work, and somehow got through the afternoon. Lunch passed by like a breeze, over before it even had begun! The butterflies were still flying in my tummy. Even my favourite fried rice failed to comfort me. The only consolation? That it would be closer to going home. With that single thought in mind, I walked back, all the way to the 5th floor. There was a whole lot of talking going on. I did some work and somehow, time passed and soon it was time to go back!

Passionately, I switched off the computer, picked up my bag, waved to my supervisors and dashed out of the library door as fast as I could. Woohoo! I survived my first day at school - as the librarian!

Read On >>>

I'm in Trouble!

Trouble creeps suddenly without u know it, doesn't it? There u are minding your own business, checking out the usual haunts, when a not very unusual statement, in my case it was "u can have food fights with ur friends" that got to me. My curiosity got the better of me and one click later I was in! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have joined Facebook. And I can't keep my fingers of it!

It is a far more interesting, interactive site than Friendster. Not only can u meet new friends and keep in touch with old ones, u can have food fights with friends, create quizes and polls, bite ur friends so that they become vampires and much more! I am still experimenting with it and it's a whole lotta fun. Find out more - go to facebook.com.

This week at work I've been busy trying to finish up the bulletin boards. Initially, the task seemed so very daunting. The board was huge and I had to idea what to do. But then things became clearer (after my visit to the temple on Tuesday)I decided to take the plunge and just do it! The results are as follows with a few more additions to make...






Not too bad eh?

Anu

Read On >>>

Hope Abides

Hope abides; therefore I abide.
Countless frustrations have not cowed me.
I am still alive, vibrant with life.
The black cloud will disappear,
The morning sun will appear once again
In all its supernal glory.

- From Wings of Joy by Sri Chinmoy

Read On >>>

U know this thing called life?...

Many times I think it's a mystery. Especially these few days, there's a lot of things going on inside me. And I can't tell anyone about what I am going through. I don't want to blog about it either. Simple questions throw me into a thinking zone. My answers are quick and precise, but I don't believe them a 100%. I've been thinking about my future a lot these days. What's in store? What's gonna happen? Where will I be in 5 years? Obviously there are no answers to these questions, but there is my perception of the ideal answers. The truth is, even these ideal scenarios swimming in my mind are a little pixelated. I am trying to get a clearer picture. I'm in the midst of trying out new things, of stepping over my comfort zone, of persuing what may be my calling. It's all early days now, but it's a step in the right direction indeed. I can only take one step at a time and make decisions when the time is right. Until then, I shall be looking hard to find the beauty between this haziness.

Anu

Read On >>>

Updates

I know I've been behind on the blogging lately. The last week has been a little bit frantic. First the top secret mission, (I really can't say much about it right now. Perhaps time will allow me to do so) then the big 4 day trip to Cameron Highland's with the relatives. There is really nothing much to do up there in the highlands except go for walks (which we did), visit the tea plantations (which we did), eat, drink and read (which i did). I also took some cool pictures (that I shall put up tomorrow cos I am toooo tired today.)

Also, the blogger booze was good although, I must admit, I didn't mingle as much as I should have. I'm kinda shy that's why I asked other people to come with me. However, that didn't help much in the end. I did meet Daniel though, which was nice!
Next time however, I gotta do much better than last week!

Alritey then, off to bed. Shall continue to blog tomorrow.

Buenas noches mi amigas y amigos.

Read On >>>

If eyes could speak...

If eyes could speak, his would have said "Hi there!".
If eyes could speak, mine would have said "Hey, how's it going?"
If eyes could speak, his would have said "I am good thanks and you?"
If eyes could speak mine would have said "I am fine."

Then my eyes would stop talking. And so would his. But both eyes wouldn't let things go. Our eyes would still sought out each other, hoping that the otherwould still be there, waiting.

And then his eyes would start speaking again. His eyes would have said " Wait for me, for I have more to say. I just need a few minutes and I will be on my way. Will you wait for me?"

His eyes wishing, hoping, waiting.

My eyes would have replied "Yes, I'll wait for you. I will be back. I shall be back when you're done. For I have things to tell you too."

A spark lights up first her eyes, then his. Both eyes smile.

His eyes look away knowing that the time will come.
My eyes look away knowing that the time will be soon.

Read On >>>

Blue Sky Today and Blogger Booze Tomorrow!

I woke up this morning and the first thing that entered my mind was “Woohoo, it’s Friday. Is it just me or is the sky prettier today? There’s a spring in my step as I step into the office. I wish the dragon lady good morning warmly. She responses, looking at me. I can see she’s wondering where I got this unusual passion from. Haha!

The day is going by fast. Soon it will be lunch time and 2 more hours to go before I can away from this boring ol’ routine and on to something much more exciting!

Like tomorrow, I will be at the Blogger Booze happening at the Modesto’s Hartamas Walk @ Hartamas Shopping Centre, Plaza Damas at 9pm. It will be fun to meet new people, fellow bloggers and enthusiasts, have a couple of drinks at the same time. Come one, come all! Let your hair down, take off your glasses (that's what I do :P)and have some fun! If u would like more info about the event check it out here!

Hope to see u there!

Laterz,

Anu

Read On >>>

Come join me at the Blogger Booze...

The past few days I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster. No, I haven’t disappeared, I am just hiding. I had a lot of things that I could have blogged about but I didn’t want to. I preferred to put that energy into diverting my emotions on to the right path again. And no, I have yet to reach the “yellow brick road” but I am getting there. As thoughts whiz past one another inside, I take pleasure internalizing them. I don’t want to bother the people around me with these little inconsistencies of my life. Let me be the one to deal with it. In the meantime, I will try to be the same ol’ easygoing, always smiling Anu. I did say try!!! It’s going to be a tad bit harder now, with the sudden appearance of the ugly monster bearing the initials PMS, but it can be done. Can be done. With my pedometer at hand (or rather strapped to my pants) I am walking around with only one objective in mind. To get to that 10,000 step! I fear I have failed today.For today I have spent much time going after that other big dream of mine – a fulfilling career. Ok what… at least it was time well spent!

And yes, in my efforts to get back on track I’ve decided to go to the Blogger Booze this Saturday happening at the Modesto’s Hartamas Walk @ Hartamas Shopping Centre, Plaza Damas at 9pm. Yeah, it’s for bloggers (new, old or just about anyone!) to meet new people, network and most importantly, have a couple of drinks. This cool event is organized by my friend Daniel. The last time I met him…2000? Well, it was a looooong time ago at Domino’s in Sunway. So yes, looking forward to meeting him after ages. Join us lah, the more the merrier right? (It’s cliché but u gotta admit it is so true!)

If u would like more info about the event check it out here!

Laterz,

Anu

Read On >>>

Next!

“In Every Life There’s Drama.” So goes the Hallmark Channel slogan. I totally agree.When you think about it, what would life be without drama? A total bore. One would hope that life is full of drama of the good kind – happiness, success, fun. But as we all know, life just doesn’t work that way. U’ve gotta have the good and the bad. No choices there. So when life deals u the hard stuff, why resent it, why fight? U (read I) should take in stride. Don’t ask “Why me? Why do I have to deal with this crap????” Instead think about what’s happening and ask “What can I learn from this?” Granted it may take u a while before getting to this stage (yes, I am talking about me here), but when u do get there, take time out to answer that. U will be surprised by what u can learn from it. If by chance, u can’t answer the question then, it’s alright, no pressure. Sometimes answers take its time to surface. Sometimes u will understand why things happen later. Hakuna Matata.

I’m taking my own advise to heart. I’m gonna take time out, think what I can learn from this and move along. On to the next episode!


Anu

Read On >>>

Hope S(t)inks!

Last week has been kinda (for a lack of a better word) shitty. Not in a something bad has happened kinda way, and yet, just plain ol' irritatingly shitty. If I could only use one sentence to describe the week it would be "so damn interesting yet so bloody annoying". Yup, nothing much has changed, as u can see. Gerrrrrrrrrr!

FYI, I was doing a-ok on my own, minding my own business, doing my own thing, and then of course things had to change. A glimmer of hope beckoned and I thought perhaps, just perhaps, life could change for the better. I let that glimmer of hope into my heart too - obviously a big mistake, on hindsight. One week later there is nothing but silence. Silence is not golden by the way. I'll have u know that silence is just so damn annoying.

*Takes a deep breath*

Anyways, if this is an episode of life that I have to go through, then surely I can get through it to the end right? Of course I can! Can somebody pass me the remote, I wanna get to the end of this...;)

Anu

Read On >>>

My favourite things...

"When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad."

A cool glass of watermelon juice. :P

Yummy tofu!

Sweet sounds of music...

Food for the soul!

Sunny days by the beach...

And sand of my feet!

Read On >>>

And the heart goes...

Dedup. Dedup. Dedup. Dedup. DedupDedup. DedupDedupDedupDedupDedup. DedupDedupDedupDedupDedupDedupDedup. Dedup. Dedup. Dedup.

Read On >>>

Ms. Highness

So Ms. Highness went back home last nite, high as high can be, feeling like the world belonged to her, like for once in her life she was living it up! On to the world wide web she went, leaving traces on her post alchohol expedition with typo errors and meaningless conversation. She takes stock of her life so far and hopes that after the happy stupor fades in the morning, life will not go back to its original boring routine. She hopes that it will somehow find meaning, that life will somehow show her what living is really all about. She hopes. She prays. And in the morning she wakes up to another new day, last night's promises lingering in the air.

Read On >>>

Pick Me Up - Zoe Rice

Every once in a while, a single girl needs to take time out from the hustle and bustle of city live and just spend some quality time with... a good, witty girly book. And that's exactly what 'Pick Me Up' is all about. A light, funny book about the life and times of Ms. Izy Duncan, a successful director of an art gallary in New York. She lives in a flat with her cat Robbie (yes, his namesake is Robbie Williams)and has 2 best friends she spends her free time with. Her love life however, is less than perfect, as she struggles with her attraction for her new boss Avery and tries hard to understand the moody and mysterious artist Grady. Funny, cute and creative, I couldn't put this book down! Thanks Sri for getting me this book for my birthday!:)

Anu

Read On >>>

I absolutely adore...

Read On >>>

Yesterday's? So obselete!

Life is "funny" sometimes. Yesterday's post was the centre of my universe and today it is completely obselete. I received three messages from the "damn interesting but bloody annoying guy". Turns out he's been busy with work and stuff. The correct smiley for this occasion would be the one with the two rosy but embarresed cheeks. *LOL* Still it's interesting how impermenent life's episodes can be.

This reminds me of a song by Alanis Morissette called Thank U.


the moment I let go of it was the moment
I got more than I could handle
the moment I jumped off of it
was the moment I touched down

Very true Alanis, very true.

Anu

Read On >>>

So damn interesting yet so bloody annoying!

Why are some guys so interesting and yet so damn bloody annoying? That is the question. Life is the usual routine of work,home,internet and then u get introduced to someone who seems to have quite a few things in common with u. U start chatting, the online conversations flow well. U exchange a few laughs. U are confident that u could be friends and look forward to getting to know this person better as time goes by. U even meet up for a cup of coffee and conversation. Things seem to go smoothly.

A couple of weeks after that, things get quiet. U hardly meet online and any attempts of emailing this interesting person remains one sided. Then u start to wonder if u've said something wrong or not said enough.

A while back I'd start psycho-analysing the whole situation, disect the chats or comments into different segments and try to find out what I said that could have an impact of such disasterous proportions. Not anymore. I don't have the time nor the energy, even the slightest inclination to do that anymore. Times have changed...

Anu

Read On >>>

Sugar & Spice

Tired. Sleepy. Feeling kinda PMS-ey. That's what Anu is currently made of.

Read On >>>

The Mend of the World is Near

Today is World Environment Day. A good day for us to reflect on what we can do to help mend Mother Earth's sufferings. Being a ardent fan of the environment since young, today I re-confirm my pledge to take of Earth better.

Some of the questions you could ask yourself today:

What's the number one thing you are doing to help tackle climate change?
-I don't use plastic bags whenever possible. That includes putting groceries in a environmentally friendly bag.

What one extra thing could you do to help tackle climate change?
-I could cut down on excessive water usage on a daily basis. I will also recycle better from now on.

What's stopping you?
-Me and my thoughtlessness!

For more info go to: http://www.environment-agency.gov.uk/wed/

Anu

Read On >>>

Review: The Namesake

The Namesake was an interesting movie. It revolves around the Ganguli family, particularly the son Gogol who in his quest to be American, puts his own culture and family in the backseat. He changes his name to Nikhil, and persues his own life as an architect in New York, hardly ever thinking about his family in his daily routine.On one of his rare visits to his parents home, his father tells him of how he got the name Gogol. His father Ashok was on a train reading the book 'The Overcoat' by Nokolai Gogol when the train derailed. Gogol was the reminder of the days after that incident. When his father dies suddenly Gogol found his family, his culture and most importantly himself. After a year of marriage he discovers his wife was having an affair. Gogol decides to listen to his late father and decides to travel, which enables him to finally be free.

All in all it was a good movie, although I prefer Monsoon Wedding for sure!

Anu

Read On >>>

The Namesake

I am very excited today. Today after months and months of waiting, I am finally gonna watch 'The Namesake' at 9pm at KLCC! If u haven't heard about it yet, it's about the Ganguli family who journey from Calcutta to New York to find new lives and new opportunities. As the fate of many immigrants, they are confronted by cultural perils and confusions as they become a part of America's culture. Definitely my kinda movie! Hope it lives up to expectations. Will blog about it later. Until then, feast ur eyes and ears on the trailer.



Anu

Read On >>>

So what if my head is too big right now?

I've been getting quite a few messages from people on Friendster lately. Some messages express interest to be friends. Many tell me that I look cute,sweet even beautiful! My initial reaction? What the ??$%^? When did pigs start flying? Is the moon blue everyday now?

When I was young, I always felt inadequate as far as looks was concerned. My younger sister was always the center of attention. I was the darker, chubbier one among my cousins. No one really took much notice of me. As a teenager, I was the nervous, shy girl who used to have one sided crushes on boys. I used to detest looking at myself in the mirror. Self-confidence was constantly on low, fueled by my ordinary looks and mother's constant critism.

Things started changing about 2 years ago. I no longer felt the constant pain in my heart. I didn't look too bad in the mirror. I felt happier than I've ever been. And now, I feel completely comfortable with my own skin. I don't need any makeup to feel beautiful. I just need to look in the mirror. I like what I see, I really do. Like the duckling that wasn't all that cute, I think I have too, become a swan of sorts (granted still in need of improvements, but I've got the rest of my life for that.)

So while I'm here basking in the ray of compliments, I remember where I was once and what I've been through to be here today.

So if you think my head is kinda big right now, please excuese me! It will be back to normal in a while. Hopefully :P

Anu

Read On >>>

Ode to my denim jacket

DJ and I during happier times.

*Taken from a previous post written in 2005*

Dearest DJ,

I went to St. Kilda yesterday on my own, by tram. It was a sunny day, but a little cold, the wind was the penetrating kind. I hugged myself to make me warm. I missed u very much then. U gave me warmth and so much more! U made me look good and u made me feel confident to face the world every time I wore u. I wish I could turn back the time and not left u where ever I left u. It was strange. One minute I felt u with me and the next u were gone.

I was looking for a substitute for u in the city (not a nice thing to do, but one has to keep warm this windy season!) but all I could find was boring ol’ denim jackets who was so much more expensive then u. I hope that one day soon I shall find a replacement that would do you justice. Until then I shall roam the streets of Melbourne, cold and thinking of u. If u are reading this, just know that u were my favourite denim jacket and I will always think of u fondly.

How am I u ask? I am good. Some days are better than the rest, but I get by. I am still not into dating though. I am trying to have a better relationship with myself. I am trying to understand me more. It is a slow process, but I am getting better. Slow and steady wins the race yeah? I think I will give the book I borrowed from the library tomorrow. It is called – Sex & The City – how to meet your Mr. Big. I started reading the book, but then realized that I wasn’t interested in it. I don’t want to meet my Mr. Big right now. I am happy just being here, with me, sometimes good, sometimes not-so-good, but every day understanding me better.

So u take care dear DJ and where ever u are, I hope ur adventures take u to greener pastures and fun.

Luv always,
Anu

Read On >>>

All out!

I haven't given it much thought until recently. Have I really tried to be what I want to be - a writer? Granted I've applied for creative jobs, but with each rejection, I change my course, look for something else and invariably end up with a job that's not that bad, but not something I want. I've always been the type that believe it's alrite, I will get something better. But have I truly tried? Do I dare say that I've given my best shot, done all that I can, exhausted avenues and connections? No. I can't say that. So when I sit down with my friends, catching up on who's doing what and where and feel like the least successful person at the table, who else is there to blame but myself?

Yeah, I do crib from time to time about the lack of love in my life. While I can't do anything about that,I can do something about this. I can't change the past, but I can sure change the future. So I have promised myself that I will go all out, reach outside my box and do all that I can do to achieve this dream of mine. I will be bold and be strong, talk to people and listen to people. By hook or by crook, I will get there, or at least die trying.

Anu

Read On >>>

Rambling on....

So the alchohol has warn off and in the place of the happy buzz, is once again nothingness. Sometimes I wonder if there is any point of having a moment, only for a moment. Is there? Cos' when it all ends, things are back to square one. Ur back again on your own, facing the same ol problems,the same ol issues. The same ol life.I asked God if there is a lesson for me. He said yes, sometimes you need moments like that to remind u that, life is made out of many moments. It can't all be big, bold or significant. Some moments are soft and quiet. Some moments leave questions unanswered, doubts unconfirmed. But u need these moments to appreciate the big, bold, significant moments that are coming around the bend. At least, that's what I think He said. I sometimes have trouble deciphering His words, caught up with my own daily routine. But if could somehow manage to squeeze in a few more of those special moments God, that would be excellent. :)

Anu

Read On >>>

2am ramblings

Sometimes things get interesting. Life gets interesting. Suddenly u realise u are high on long island tea and beer and something that taste like bombay saphire plus God knows what, and things are happening. Sure he was off his face. It's true that he was 98.9 percent drunk and did not know what he was talking about. Neither did u. But it happens. Chemistry. When u look into each others eyes, eyes speaking a language of their own. They don't care about what's gonna happen, not caring what the future holds. The only thing that is important? That moment in time, that second. The way he held your hands in his. The feeling, so nice, so safe, secure. For a moment everything seems right. Hope is alive.

Anu

Read On >>>

Sky Stories

I've always been a big fan of the sky, particularly in the evenings, just as the sun begins to set. It has always offered me peace and when times are not so good, even hope. I like the way different colours blend into the palette, creating one big, beautiful picture. I took these pictures on my Sony Ericsson while on a jog this evening. Too beautiful!

Laterz,
Anu

Read On >>>

Deja vu!

There's a familiar feeling in the air. Or is it just in my head? Almost every thing annoys me. My aunty, who just made an accusation sooooo off the mark, annoys me. Messages on Friendster with spelling mistakes, yes, they annoy me. The cat,lying lazily underneath the car trying to beat the afternoon heat,annoys me. And don't get me started on guys! Spiderman, with his right hand out to MJ made me cry this afternoon. My mother's critique of my cooking methods creates a sadness within. My eyebrows permanently on spotlight, curved from all this annoyance that surrounds me. I get a sneaking suspicion that I've been through this before. A moment of contemplation confirms my suspicion. Stay calm, stay cool. All will be well.

Anu

Read On >>>

I am still in the Amazing Race!

I found out yesterday that my aunty had a relapse of her condition she had 3 years ago, when she narrowly escaped death. Early yesterday evening she got weak, felt dizzy and fell out of her wheelchair. Yes, she is in a wheelchair. She had knee surgery 3 years ago but somehow it didn't do her any good. Instead she caught an infection that got her into the aforementioned almost fatal condition. So now she is in University Hospital, doctors are trying to figure out what exactly is going on in her body. Scary stuff...

Thinking about the whole thing,her,I am reminded that health, above anything else, is the most important thing we have,I have.Being chubby since I was 3, for the longest time (try 20 years) I thought that I was chubby and I was always going to be chubby. And that's that. My father's lectures on exercising fell on deaf years. U know,the classic case of "masuk telinga kiri, keluar telinga kanan."

It was only at at 23 that I decided to join a gym. That too, not for myself, but to accompany a friend. I was reluctant and shy, but after a few months, I begin to enjoy that routine. Most importantly I felt good about myself. And proud that I was doing something to improve. And while I have most certainly improved, I still have a little way to go.

So with all this happening to my aunty I want to reconfirm to myself that I am still in this Amazing Race and I will only stop when I win it. I know it won't be easy with temptations in the way,but I will not give up on this. I promise to remember this when I am married and a mother. I will not let it go. I will not let things be. I will always do my bit to be as healthy as I can be.

Anu

Read On >>>

Finally!!!

As I sit here, in front of the PC at home (yes, u read it right, at home) I am happy that all is well with the Streamyx front. Or should I keep my fingers crossed and knock on wood?

Laterz, (busy checking out websites that I've been missing out since a week ago)

Anu

Read On >>>

My Visual DNA.

Read my VisualDNA™     Get your own VisualDNA™

Read On >>>

Where art thou, oh Internet?

It's official! I am suffering from withdrawal symptoms due to the lack of Internet activity. Symptoms include sudden burts of boredom, bouts of irritation. Food doesn't taste half as good. Reading has taken a second stand, now I have to read rather than want to read. And there's the impending doom that I feel when I wonder if I will ever use the Internet at home again...

Why art thou so bad Streamyx? Why do u like to torture me so? Do u get any pleasure by depriving me of my chance to seek knowlege and be entertained from the infinity of websites available these days?

*Sigh*

The positives are it's Friday. (Woo hoo!) I'm gonna be having a busy day tomorrow, so that will be fun I am sure. (Another Woo hoo) It's the end of the month and subsequently that means there's money in the bank. (Big Woo hoo).

Come back to me, Internet!

Anu

Read On >>>

Back again!

As per the usual Anu fashion, I was back to being normal in 24 hours. Loneliness? Yes that pot is still around, but the lid is sealed tightly now. Love - What more can I ask for? I’ve got unlimited love from family and friends. I’m working on my health. I’ve got a job I like and am working on another that I love. Pretty lucky, I know.

People eh? Always wanting more than they have. That’s the way the story goes. I think if I am able to appreciate the things I do have and work for the things I don’t have, well, then life, has some meaning to it. And that is what I will do.

Anu

Read On >>>

Is good love on the way?

Every once in a while, in between the waking up, the working, the sleeping, the eating, living, the world seems like a lonely place. Today is one such day. Today I wonder if I am destined to walk alone in this lifetime. Today I wonder if I will find that someone special. If I'll ever find a lover I love from my heart and soul who loves me equally. I wonder...

Every once in a while, the fact that my younger cousin putting up pictures of his girlfriend online gives me a sense of sadness. Every once in a while I wish it was my guy who was waiting for me at work. Every once in a while I wish it was me over there, holding my little boy's hand. Every once in a while I wish my biggest achivement in life had nothing to do with work.

But such is life, everybody's got their own road to travel on, I know. Some roads are twisty, some straight. Some forks come up too soon. Some end up at a dead end. The beauty lies in its mystery. Just like the box of chocolates, u never know what u'r gonna get - the wise words of Forrest Gump.

But I know that wherever my road leads to I will be ok.

Still I hope that John Mayer's lyrics from a song will come true -

Good love is on the way
I've been lonely but I know I'll be ok
Good love is on the way

Anu

Read On >>>

The firetrucks are coming up around the bend.

Aries (Mar 21 - Apr 19)
The Bottom Line
Karma is a powerful force today -- you can expect some interesting payback.

In Detail
Karma is a powerful force today, so you can expect some interesting payback for the good deeds (and the not-so-good deeds) you've performed in the recent past. This will be a very educational day -- it will teach you many valuable lessons about how to persuade people to see your point of view. You are learning more about how to use your charm to get ahead in your career, and this new knowledge is already starting to pay off.

From time to time I am reminded that sometimes, horoscopes can be accurate. Like today's - definitely accurate. I received a call from a friend who about a month and half ago told me about his feelings for me. I in turn, told him that I think that he is a wonderful person, but I just don't have that sorta feelings for him. (And that's the truth). So this morning when he called to try again, I told him the same thing. I hope this time he will understand and accept this, totally and completely. I don't want to take any drastic measures, but if I have to, I will.

Life is funny sometimes. Until recently, my love life consisted of unrequited loves tucked behind carefully construsted friendships. I've played the part of the rejected lover many times. I have felt hurt, I felt pain. Until now, it didn't occur to me that the one on spotlight may have felt hurt too. Maybe he felt that he didn't want to be the cause of the hurt in my heart? Maybe he felt destressed? Hmm, something to ponder on for sure.

Anu

Read On >>>

Oh yes...

Between all the catching up and hanging out, shopping and seeing John Mayer live, I turned 31. I am gonna make sure this year is one that is productive and happy.

*Cheers*

Anu

Read On >>>

Short & Sweet

I am back from my short but very sweet 9 day holiday in Melbourne, Australia. Glad to be back,for sure. Blurry eyed and sleep deprived, I went to work today. So u will understand that that this post will be a short one.

In short, it was fantastic. From catching up with family and friends to shopping and sangria drinking and of course, seeing John Mayer perform live - indescribable! He was as charismatic as I expected him to be; he had a good connection with the audience and, in turn we loved him...I am happy to have found some good bargains and I also took a few pictures of my favourite moments in Melbourne.


By the Yarra River with Southgate in the background.


Another one by Yarra River with the bridge at the background.


Melbourne city from the Melbourne Central-Myers connecting brigde.


Flinders Street: a tram ride view.


Pretty tulips at the Melbourne International Garden Show.


Interesting Man+Woman-with-flower bodies at the Garden Show.


This is what I saw from my seat while waiting for John Mayer to grace the stage.


See the guy in the middle in white? That's John Mayer!

I missed taking a photo of another favourite place of mine - Degraves Street, where cafes' come alive and people come together to eat, drink and be merry. Next time maybe...

Laterz!

Anu

Read On >>>