Solitude or Company

Solitude or Company

Do I like solitude or do I despise company ?

In this senseless world, solitude gives me the sense of peace. Solitude sets my mind free to wander, to create, to discover.... to be free. Selfish, senseless company robs away peace and shreds concentration into loose, unfocused thoughts.

I despise company and prefers solitude because there is no quality in today's company.

Quality company doesn't rely on any physical or verbal interactions.
In quality company, our mere presence is enough to enrich the heart, mind and soul; and brings peace to all present. Sometimes they call it the effulgence of shaktipat emitted from the saints that brings us peace.

Ohm Shanti, Hare Krishna !

Beware of CON-tractors

Wasted the entire day yesterday - waiting for the tardy, sluggish, snobbish, conniving, unscrupulous contractor didn't turn up.

He even refused to acknowledge his tardiness when he was running late for his work appointment. Even tried to question my work timing as a customer.

He just lost a customer for life the moment he hung up.

I have also registered his contacts into the www.complaints.com.my site to warn the public of his work quality, tardiness and non-professional behaviour.

I am sure I will not be the last of his victims but I sure hope that less people will fall into the trap I have fallen into before.

I have lost money and time. That's all right, I will work to replenish that.

Hare Krishha.

What to have for dinner tonight

Secret Recipe ?
Pizza Hut ?

Prayers for the leaking roof, rotting wood, wet floor & dampen heart

Prayers for the leaking roof, rotting wood, wet floor & dampen heart

Dear Lord

The roof of the house is leaking in four major areas.

The car porch - the leakages is back and getting worse after a heavy rain over the weekend.
The wet kitchen - leakages won't go away, even after a repair.
The dry kitchen - leakage was back after the repair. Have draped a piece of plastic to temporarily stop the leak.
The master bedroom - a new leakage.

My dear Lord Krishna, my humble obeisances unto You.
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna Hare Hare,
Hare Rama Hare Rama, Rama Rama Hare Hare.

Dear Lord, please support me like you always do
Dear Lord, please give me strength to face all the problems of the house
Dear Lord, please encourage me, please help me
Dear Lord, please nurture me, like you always do

Dear Lord, please help the house, for it is leaking and it is suffering
It is crying, tears are dripping and lining down the walls
Its floors are wet and ceilings damp whenever it rains
And my heart sinks and heavy when i hear the rain

I always love the rain for it is refreshing and its from you
But now, my heart weighs down with pain and worry when its wet outside
Dear Lord, please have pity on the house for it is from you for me
Dear Lord, please give me time and energy to devote to you and things you bless me with.

Amen.

Fun, strenous, happy and tired weekend

What a weekend.

Sunday was especially fun, strenous, happy and tired.

Managed to glue back some loose parquets in the master bedroom and varnish it by lunch time.
Then discovered some tiny water leakage in the bathroom in the same room, which became
a major leak when the pipe snapped.

Took some time to unscrew the bolt from the sink, rushed out with my wife to buy the replacement part. Tried to install the new pipe but a speck of sand got into my eyes and had to stop. Washed eyes and finally got the sand out after some 15 minutes. Got back to the job
and finally completed it.

Went to father-in-law's factory to help out with some packaging work for about an hour an a half.

Visited Mr.Lim's grandmother's.

Wife discovered its GuanYin's birthday tomorrow and proceeded to buy flowers, rice cakes and joss paper.

Had ginger tea at Steven's. Packed dinner - White rice and fried chicken (free curry).

Remembered that I haven't donated anything to Krishna's temple and proceeded to the temple to offer my respect and humble obeisances. Donated some cash. Went back to the car. Went back to temple to donate some more cash for wife. Back to the car.

Back home.

Had dinner.

Read paper.

Bedtime.

Yawn!

Violence is Golden

Violence is Golden (tears are in the eyes)

I hurt myself deep inside
Seeing all the sufferings here
Oh don't it pain to tear with no cry
Oh how painful it is to suffer here

Violence is golden, tears but still no cry
Violence is golden, golden, tears are in the eyes

Talking is cheap, she always fall asleep
Even though i slog for her on the go
How could I suffer so well, i don't know
Pity me, deprived though she know

How many times facing the wall cracklines
Should I tell her off again or try to keep cool
And even if I tried it makes no difference if i cried
Keep to myself, just hurt myself like a fool

Violence is golden, tears but still no cry
Violence is golden, golden, tears are in the eyes

Port Dickson

What a weekend !

About an hour and a half drive to Port Dickson on a rainy Saturday.

Dinner was great. The steamed fish we had at the local restaurant.
The beach was fun. The sand, the soak, the crabs.
Had great fun with my wife and her sister.

Was a little tired on Monday though.

Now we are contemplating about a trip to Singapore...

AFA (Arrogant Fat Arse)

He! The arrogant fat arse never admit his mistake
The arrogant fat arse puts up an aristocratic front, a fake!

The arrogant fat arse thinks he is right all the time
The arrogant fat arse is full of shit, lard, diseases and medicine, thinking he's fine

...to be continued

The Fat Arse Song (YMCA)

The Fat Arse Song - sung in the tune of YMCA

Fat arse ! you're bringing everyone down
I said, fat arse ! Shit your arse out of this world!
I said, fat arse ! cause you're a selfish clown
There's no need for you in this world

Fat arse ! there's a place you can go
I said, fat arse ! when you're fat and short of breath
You can get your arse there, and I'm sure we'll all
have much good time and get you a wreath

Its good for you to stay put in hell
Its good for you to stay put in hell

They have everything
For you to toil
You can eat all the soil

Its good for you to stay put in hell
Its good for you to stay put in hell

You can get your arse pried
You can get your arse fried
You can cry whenever you feel
Fat arse! Are you listening to me I said, Fat arse,
How do you want to be skinned, I said, Fat arse,
you can dump all your dreams
and you've got to know this one thing

Fat arse, fucked up all by yourself
I said, fat arse, stuff your pride into your arse
And just let it stay there, till you go to he-ell
I'm sure hell can help you today

Its good for you to stay put in hell
Its good for you to stay put in hell

They have everything
For you to toil
You can eat all the soil

Its good for you to stay put in hell
Its good for you to stay put in hell

You can get your arse pried
You can get your arse fried
You can cry whenever you feel
Fat arse! No one was ever like your arse
I say, you're fat, idiotic, ugly and aghast
I say, who cares if you are alive
We want to skin you alive
That's when everyone comes up to you
And said Fat arse! take the crap off your arse
There's a place there called the H.E.L.L
They can start you back on your way

Its good for you to stay put in hell
Its good for you to stay put in hell

They have everything
For you to toil
You can eat all the soil

H.E.L.L. Its good for you to stay put in hell
Its good for you to stay put in hell

Fat arse, Fat arse, you better go to hell now
Fat arse, Fat arse, we don't want you to be around

H.E.L.L You had better stay put in hell
Fat arse, Fat arse, stuff your arse with a goose
Fat arse, Fat arse, don't leave home without your goose.

Busy Bee

A nursery rhyme inspired from our Mr. Lim from Singapore.

Busy Bee

Busy Bee..
Make Honee,
Sell at Pasar Tanee,
Where everything you can see
except the local babee.

Cheers!

Letter to my wife

My dear wife,

Life is fleeting, moments disappear like snow-melting,
When water crystalizes into snow-flakes, it is GOD intended.

Create moments, like giving me a hug, telling me you love me, holding my hands...
Create good moments with intention to express your love for me, like I do for you.

Water crystalizes into beaufiful snow-flakes,
And melts away naturally for us to create yet another beautiful one.

Let us enjoy & appreciate Life
And love each other forever.

You are my sweet one, always,
Composed from the heart of your deer.

Deer.

Thank God its Friday

Thank God its Friday !

Got to do these things tomorrow
1. To collect document for my wife at the local post office.
2. To supervise roof fixing.
3. To service car.
4. Buy mooncakes for in-laws.

May be too ambitious.
Because on top of that, there is the usual house cleaning, visitations to in-laws and other possible surprises that may crop up.

Fortunately, I don't have to work tomorrow. (Well that's if I don't consider all the above 'Work')

Happy Week-ending!

What intrigues her

An inventory of food/activity/moods/seasons that intrigues my wife.

They are:
Sushi : Cute, intricate, neat, delicate food.
High Tea : Highclass, lazy, relaxing environment, food
'Piglet' Biscuits : mooncake festival, lanterns
Romantic movies : While you were sleeping, Sleepless in Seattle
Christmas: Mistletoe, kissing, jingle bells

Happy Mooncake Festival!

The 5pm Frenzy

Come 5pm, everyone in the company here are like idiots or zombies that suddenly awoke from their slumber.

I have to go now. Its 5pm.

Chow.

Idiots collect a thousand dollars for another idiot

An idiot resigned and the remaining idiots collected a thousand dollars to buy him presents and to celebrate the event.

I really regretted pitching in my hard earned money when I found just now that they bought him liquor, blow-up doll and voucher at some spa.

I must learn my lessons well.

Next time, I'll say
"Might be pitching in with someone else" or
"I am thinking of getting something for him personally", etc.

I must learn my lessons well.
I must learn my lessons well.
I must learn my lessons well.

God please bless me.
Hare Krishna.

Jaya's

Left office early yesterday 5:10 pm.

Went to laze at Jaya's place.

Talked, looked at photos of his newly acquired home and had toast and tea. Jaya has two new girlfriends in Penang ! So he's been busy travelling to Penang in the weekends.

Had dinner with wife at the mall where she attended a seminar.
Spent some time at the pharmacy and later at the CD outlet.

Then it was home - TV, newspaper and good time with my wife.

Looking forward to the weekend already.

Gimme a rest, please...

Got a headache and stuffy nose for the past few days.
Suspect its the office air conditioner, though I have no proof.

Or the general condition of air in the dry weather these days.
Driving past various construction activity laden areas around Kuala Lumpur, I can hardly get a clear vision whenever I look ahead.

And I have to work tomorrow ! Arrghh!

The good things that happened yesterday were
1. Anwar Ibrahim, our ex-deputy Prime Minister during Mahathir's time has been freed of all his charges.
2. Managed to take a brisk walk with my wife outside the house, after so many months with no exercise.

I need a break !

Merdeka! at Pulau Ketam

The speedboat ride to Pulau Ketam yesterday was fast, or maybe because we were fast asleep...
Pulau Ketam (Crab Island) has
- Lots of garbage everywhere (almost everything is strewn under the houses that stood on their stilts)
- Old and nostalgic way of life, the single mode of transport being the bicycle (some motor-driven).
- Unique house front-design/deco. The front of the houses often has frames with its insides decorated with flower designs. Often there is a chinese word design above the front door too.
- 'Datuk'-altars in front of most houses. Most of the dwellers are chinese. In fact I only saw one single malay guy who was selling apam-balik on the streets.
- The altar within the houses are often visible from their front doors/windows and you will notice an extra large frame (approximately 6 feet by 12 feet) depicting the 'Datuk' diety. Very colourful, they were.

The wait for lunch was about 40 minutes , much longer than the wait for our ferry ride.
Thanks to the public holiday crowd.

The best thing we tasted was the ABC, also called the Ais Kacang.

If one day, Pulau Ketam folks decide to dispose all their rubbish under their houses, the sea level will up a centimetre or two, me thinks. They'd better start up some form of rubbish collection or disposal soon...

Meanwhile, the rodents seem to love it.

Merdeka ! Merdeka ! Merdeka !

Torturous Sunday

Yesterday was torturous, healthwise.

Upon reaching my in-law's place I began to experience shortness of breath.

It was mostly waiting for prayers (to the dieties) preparations in the morning.

After a sumptuous (but late) lunch, my stomach began to produce lots of wind.
From then on, it was a continuous 4 hours of belching and..., you know what. (My wife and I call it 'feel like a rocket').

In the evening, a different prayer was carried out - the Hungry Ghost Festival.
Red candles, incense, biscuits and lots of Hell notes, Gold ingots, clothings were burnt for our friends in the nether world.

Then it was dinner and back home. TV and bed ensued.

Yawn!...

Japanese ex-Boss

My ex-boss emailed me from Japan today.
Surprising. I just dreamed about him last night.

Think I'll be meeting the Malaysian Premier, Mr. Badawi soon.
Dreamed of him night before.

Tired neck, shoulders and need a good massage...