Let's see

As I've said in my previous post, there is something in the air. The winds of change is here, albeit blowing slowly, I feel it gaining momentum as I type. What's in store in the next few weeks? We shall have to wait and see...;)

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Crossroads

After my last out of KL assignment, which was the Borneo Jazz Festival at Miri, Sarawak , I had a feeling that something had changed.

I couldn't put a finger on it or say exactly what it was, but something had changed. Period. Perhaps it was the fact that I had met many interesting people during the assignment, both journalists and musicians. Perhaps it was their energy that got transfered into me? Maybe. But I knew that things were not going to be the same since then, and almost a month later, this feeling has intesified deeply.

It feels like I have reached crossroads and that I will have to change my course. At this point, I've got two roads to choose from and honestly my heart has already chosen it's next step. However, the brain has to be given a chance to present its case and for that I am taking some time to digest, research and try something new. Let's see what happens in the next few weeks.

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Treat of Trees

"Redone with help of instagr.am on my sister's iPhone 4.

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Date A Girl Who Reads by Rosemarie Urquico

Recently, I found this heart warming piece and it's been so beautifully written that I had to share it here. Guess who this reminds me of? :)

Date a girl who reads by Rosemarie Urquico

Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.

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What do you say, Universe?

Since my last post a few things have changed. First up, I am now 35, although I still look 25.

I got what I asked the Universe for and am now leaving it to the Universe (or God, whoever is it charge of my source code) to decide the outcome of this new found experience.

I know this is all vague, but the thing is I've said a few things out loud over the past few weeks and now I'm beginning to wonder if I have jinxed it by doing so. That's why I'm leaving this to 'greater forces'. I suppose when things are well and truly sorted out, I'll have the chance to write about it and express my thought about this. Until then, I will just leave it and wait patiently for things to unfold the way they are meant to be.

I suppose that's the good thing about getting older. All those silly petty issues are no big deal anymore. And as for the big ones, u do all that u can do until there is nothing else to be done except to wait and see. I guess I'm becoming more mysterious as I grow older. ;)

In the meantime, I'm gonna focus on work, on getting healthier (I must say, I've been neglecting this important element over the past few tumultous weeks) and having good moments.

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Postcards of Hong Kong

Ok so I finally decided to put up photos of the Hong Kong trip. Not very happy with the photos don't say I didn't warn u!

On the first night walking around Lan Kwai Fong area. Our first (and favourite) dessert - Mango Pancake. The lovely Star ferry that we took many times. In front of the Legislative Council Building. I like!

Divya and Dhanya at typical HK market. Note the stony stairs.

Night scene at the pier in Kowloon. Lovely scenary.

I love this old Chinese Junk. LOVE!

A scene from the cable car at Ocean Park.

Beautiful scenary from the cable car at Ocean Park.

This is what we saw on our Big Bus Tour - lovely lovely scenary.

Divya and I at Stanley Market, where we bought lots of stuff.

And me trying to hold my hair in place at the Peak. Boy was it cold!

Our Dim Sum dinner from 7-11.

With Goofy at Disneyland. Enough said.

Disneyland No 2.

Hollywood Road, in memory of Michael Buble's Hollywood.

See I told you they sold dim sum in 7-11.

In front of an antique shop.

An epitome of a junk shop. Wow!

And as always there will be an Indian store.

The twins at the park near my cousin's place.

Tortoises sunbathing at the park.

Me in Central Station. Love the background.

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