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Fate

I was reading a forum and come upon this article posted by one of the member to enlighten the others who could not let of the past. I though it would be good to share it with you. Enjoy.........

FATE

There was a scholar who was to marry his fiancee, but on the day of marriage, his fiancee changed her mind and married someone else. The scholar was devastated and fell ill. His family seek all kinds of medical treatment for him, but still he showed no sign of recovery. They were about to give up hope on him when a wandering monk passed by.

After learning about the scholar's condition, the monk walked to the scholar's bed and took out a mirror for the dying man to see. In the mirror, the scholar saw a vast ocean, and the naked body of a murdered woman lay on the beach. A man passed by, looked at the body, shook his head and left. Another man who passed by saw the body, took off his robes to cover the body and left. Finally came a man passing by who saw the body, dug a hole and laid the body carefully to rest before burying it. The scene in the mirror suddenly changed. The scholar saw his fiancee in a nuptial chamber and another man was lifting her wedding veil...

The scholar blinked at the monk, confused. Slowly the monk explained, "The woman whose body you saw on the beach was your fiancee in her previous life. In your previous life, you were the second man who gave her his robes to cover her body. To repay your kindness in this lifetime, she loved you for a period of time and became your fiancee. However, ultimately the man whose favor she has to return for the rest of her life is the third man who buried her. And that man is now her husband." Enlightened, the scholar sat up and recovered from his depression.

It is truly amazing -- this thing called "Fate". There was a movie in which the theme song went like this: "You can say it is a big world, you can say it is a small world. But for the promise of this lifetime, we shall spend our entire lives to fulfill."

All of us are in this big grand masquerade, among the throng of people, we seek expectantly... in that electrifying moment when our fingers touch, the masks are removed to reveal our true selves. Before this moment, we were drifting aimlessly, not knowing what we really wanted. Till you meet this particular person, you finally realize what you really want is not what you have wished for in the first place. It amazes you that standing in front of this person is a different you! You without any mask!

Fate is not something meant to be forced upon. What is yours will eventually come to your arms; what is not yours will never come to be. In any case, we should not lose heart and give up on our hopes for love that is true, good and beautiful. The value of life, in a certain sense, is determined by the maturity of how we love. Of how we give and accept love.

Finally

At last, my blog on Spore trip has been posted up as promised. I do have procrastination habit. And I know if I don't do it ASAP, probably my upcoming trip to Bali in July can only be posted next year.

Can you spot a fake smile?

I was introduced to this when I check out howaboutorange.blogspot.com. Take a quiz, watch short clips of 20 individuals smiling and see if they're faking it. I got 13 out of 20 right.

Life as it is

A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared; he sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no farther.

Then the man decided to help the butterfly, so he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings.

The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.

Neither happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly.

What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were nature’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.

Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If nature allowed us to go through our life without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been.

And we could never fly.

Writer: Unknown, shared by Yasmin Ahmad http://yasminthestoryteller.blogspot.com.

Welcoming 2008

-REJECTED-

I just got the news. I'm stamped with rejected...again.

Well, I'm going to continue writing even if I'm not paid. You can't stop me.

TOEIC

I'm so nervous today. After graduated 1 and 1/2 years ago, this is the first time I sit for a test...again. How I dread test. But you can't escape from having test as long as you live, be it formal or informal. Luckily we had practice in class and online too. If you are interested and decided to take, you can see the sample here. Come to think of it, it's good to take the test without having to pay the fee. All bear by my beloved company ;p

Hello? I can't see you!

It's strange to see that people in a moving car waving frantically to passerby but they do not get any respond. It makes them look like a clown in car. I had experienced it before too, trying to catch my friends' attention when I drove by but failed. No, I did not go at speed of 60km/h. I was just driving in my company's compound going out through the main gate. All the doubts were cleared one sunny day. While I was on my way to take my car, a few cars drove by. Being a usual me, I didn't pay any attention to them. Suddenly I see a girl waving like mad in one of the car. I couldn't see clearly who she was. I wasn't even sure if she's a he or a she if not for the blur image of a ponytail. Was my eyes that bad? Apparently, it was not my eyes but the problem lies with the tinted window. The reflection was quite good, you can even use them as mirror. Now I know how I looked like when I try to wave goodbye to people outside there.

What color orange are you?

It's kinda interesting once in a while to take quiz and see what they wrote about yourself. There's this website that I got from How About Orange. Here's mine.

You Are Cameo

You are understanding and very empathetic. You don't tend to have acquaintances. Everyone is your friend. And all of your friends tend to be friends. You have a knack for bringing very different people together.

What Color Orange Are You?

I didn't realise that. What about you? How orange are you?

Pea reads my blog

I'm so happy. I just got a comment from Precious Pea. It means she has read my blog. Woohooo!!!! This really made my day.

Grandpa has left....

A month ago, I was suppose to blog on grandpa's health condition. He was not so well when we brought him to stay with us early this year. Some said when a person grows older, his life cycle will go back to being a child. I couldn't agree more. He would forget that he has eaten, thus asking for food every half hour. Sometimes, he even told us he hasn't eat any rice for 3 days. Gosh! If outsiders were to hear that, what would they think? His DIL (Mum) is torturing him? He would sometimes pee or poo in his pants, a few times a day. There were times where he ran out of pants. They were not drying fast enough for him to change. Another thing is his biological clock changed. His day will turn into sleeping time, and when nights come, he was like an owl. It won't be a big problem has he not tried to walk around and fell; or kept banging on the bedpost and left everyone with panda eyes. Grandpa also has bad habits that will make one feel so disgust just by seeing him. I hate to say this but his behavior makes the house kiosk!

His health deteriorated a month ago. I received a call from Mum after my facial session saying that Grandpa was having breathing difficulties and was admitted to ICU. That really gave me a shock. Although all this while I tried to get away from all the screaming and his disgusting acts, but the thought of him suffering makes my heart ache. Report came out to show that his right lungs has collapsed and the left one is not strong enough. He can only be on liquidize food, not thru his mouth but by inserting tubes thru his nose. When I visited him after he was transferred to normal ward. Only then I noticed how much he aged compare to last year. He's left with skin covering his bones. And tubes all over his bodies which makes him uncomfortable. The doctor has no choice but to tied up his hands when he tried to pull those tubes out.

After a week in hospital, Grandpa's children ( Dad and other siblings) decided to put him in the care center back in his hometown. They couldn't take care of him anymore as he required feeding thru tubes. If there's a slight mistake when feeding, the liquid might get into his lungs and prevent him from breathing. They made it a point to visit him whenver they were free. I too have a chance to visit him twice, on weekends. But that was it.

Barely after a month from his admission into ICU, he finally left peacefully on 19th August. We rushed back hometown when we received the call. As soon as we entered his house, he was lying there, in the middle of living room, naked with only a red cloth covering his private part. His body frame was like those malnutrition people in Somalia. I really cried my heart out. Before this we were prepared for this, I thought I was strong enough already. But the sight and thought that he will not get up again just got my tears to roll non stop. During the few days stayed in that house, I didn't cry anymore. I thought, "That's it. I has learned to accept it." But I failed again on the last day. When the people from funeral services started to pour in, my tears welled up again. The moment the casket's car come in, I was crying like mad. I went in to take a last look and cried for so long for the first time since Grandma passed away 2 years ago. I could only remember crying and crying and more crying......

Now into the second week already. This coming Saturday, we need to go back to celebrate Grandpa birthday for the first time. I will be strong...........

Good bye, Rina

Today we are bidding goodbye to our indo maid, Rina who has been with us for a short 6 months. The purpose of having her with in our house in the first place was because Grandpa is senile and seriously in need of someone to take care of him, erm......more to taking care of his 'output'. My parents decided to take care of him when they moved back to penang early this year. Previously, Grandpa has been staying with the youngest aunt in KL for a year or so. They are seldom at home, which I don't know why since they are not working anymore. So Grandpa was left in Rina's hand in the double-storey house everyday. They will not care whether he eat, or sleep or is healthy or not. I believe they think they shelter they gave was more than enough. Since then, Grandpa has been shrinking till you can see only the skin is covering the bone. He has refused to eat, and was always lying on the sofa whole day long. Sometimes, he couldn't even control his pee and poo. Rina told us, aunt's husband (I called him Uncle) once brought Grandpa to walk in a nearby park and Grandpa just poo there and then. Uncle was so embarrassed that he just told Rina to clean up and he himself ran away.

Mum, the filial daughter in law, took over the duty and so Grandpa and Rina were brought back to our tiny apartment. A 700sqft with 6 occupants. Since the arrival of Grandpa and Rina, the house was in havoc till last week. Almost everyday something will break or gone missing. I found our rhino with a broken leg but still standing as if nothing has happen. The table mat flew off the window. The laughing Buddha statue my sis bought from S'pore was turned into so many pieces, I wouldn't recognise it had I not been told. The fridge magnet was separated from the magnet itself. The newly bought dining table and chairs have scratches you'll think it was bought a few years back. Oh....there are so many more I couldn't possibly list them all. Everything that happened, she never failed to give excuses. The limp rhino could only happen if she throw it back to the floor when she was sweeping. But she didn't say a thing till I saw it one morning. She could almost swear she kept the table mat already and it's just misplace. My mum was furious that Rina didn't want to admit her mistake, instead is full of excuses. So Mum let her find high and low for the not-in-the-house-anymore-mat. After searching for nearly an hour, then only she told Mum a big maybe the mat flew of the window. To that, she received a BIG scolding and lecture from Mum. The fridge magnet, she said it just fell down by itself but Mum suspected it fell when Rina open the fridge to take a peep, which she was not suppose to do so. Every other things that were broken, she has put the blame on my poor senile Grandpa.

That's not all. It's hard to bring Grandpa to everywhere my parents go. So together with Rina, they will have the whole house to themselves till anyone of us is back, except our bedroom which we keep our personal things. My parents come back time was quite consistent. So Rina will know when to prepare herself to be goodie good girl. There was a few times when Mum came back unexpectedly and caught her running to bathroom to hide ( we couldn't figure out why) or was struggling to swallow with her mouth full of I-don't-know-what. Sometimes she was even caught playing the piano or lying on the sofa. Mum found that some of her food is missing sometimes. With all these, Mum will sometimes quiet as a mouse, slip into the house without her noticing it. Once Mum saw her with a broom in one hand and another with the TV remote control. Obviously, Mum, the good hearted lady couldn't just scold her. So she walk out again and purposely open the grill loudly. In a spilt second, the TV is off and there she was, sweeping like a VERY GOOD maid. Sigh....my mum is so kind to just keep an eye close for most of the mistakes Rina made. She always said she don't want a maid cause she couldn't command others to do things. But that didn't happen to us. We'll get nag nag nag till the chores are done, perfectly.

Leaving Grandpa in Rina's hand does cause anxiety in every member of the house, including both my married sisters who are leaving else where. This was because Grandpa has fell a few times but he couldn't remember the incident for long. Sometimes when my parents came home to find Grandpa quiet and act differently, they'll know that something happen AGAIN. Either he fell down and knock his head or there are bruises on his hands and legs. No, Rina will not report anything also till she's forced. Sometimes I pitied her for the sleepless night Grandpa gave her but other times, I just felt like slapping her face. You'll know something is wrong when she mumbles to your questions. The most unforgivable thing she did was she slapped both Grandpa's cheeks. Luckily, my parents came back within Grandpa's memory time frame so he can still relate the incident. This made Dad and Mum so furious, Rina received a good scolding till she don't dare to make a noise and was sad the whole day.

If she is the kind that is hardworking and obedient, we will definitely appreciate her and treat her better. if not for her to take care of the poo and pee, she'll be dispensed so long ago. She's been in Malaysia for 3 years and been to 3 houses. The first employee reported Rina stole $$ from them. So they sent her back to the agent. The second employee, which was my aunt, caught a man in their home upon coming home early one Sunday morning after Sunday class. We decided to change her before this but due to the long processing period and extra charges to get new one, we have to stick to her till today.

Grandpa was ill and warded to Hospital last week. Now he's bedridden and on only liquidize food thru tube, Dad and his other siblings feel that the special care center will be a better place compare to taking turn feeding him. A wrong move will cause life....no jokes. Arrangement was made and Grandpa is in the new home since yesterday. Leaving Rina alone in the house will not be a wise choice. Furthermore, we can take care of our laundry and the house ourselves. With this in mind, she'll be put on bus back to KL today. So does not know it before hand, for fear she'll make plot to keep the stolen things on her body. Dad will take her down for lunch and Mum will join them later after she pack Rina's bag. Hopefully, she'll be able to go back to her hometown with her hard earned money thru all this year.

GOODBYE, RINA!

Time snatched up

I have so many things to blog but just couldn't find the time and mood. Since I've been in the new project (my 9-5 office job and PT job), I have lesser time to even chat. It's almost the end of the month and yet...there's no blog for this month. A list of things I'm suppose to blog about but haven't got around to do it.
1. Matta Fair - Min Honeymoon Package
2. Pre-wedding Shooting (PS)
3. DIY invitation cards for best man and bridemaids
4. Virtual Option Trading
5. Grandpa's condition
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Mostly I have forgotten what to blog. I'll update later.....provided I have time and I still remember.