Tag: Daily life

Journal, Personal, Travel

The Lonely Road (The Mom & Her Daughter)

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(As it is) First time in #chitrapournami
Because I have promised to myself that I wanna bring my mom this time. So, I drove all the way to Batu Gajah and then drove again to #TelukIntan at evening. The only nearest way to get to Teluk Intan from my hometown is by going through the village “kampung” area. So, I have decided to find an alternative road on my way back. I moved around 2100 and somehow ended up at lonely isolated road leading to a dark jungle with total blackout vision with no lights. I looked at my waze, it shows another 21KM to reach my well known town Tanjung Tualang. But, the curves! That’s ok, I can managed this, said my mind. I looked at my watch, it’s 2230. I’m tired, I wants to go home. Shortcut its better. I said to myself. Suddenly, there is sound from my backseat…

Guess what, it’s my mom. Obviously, only two of us are in the car. She is so scared, shivering and almost screaming loud. She said ” P (my nick name) don’t take this road. This is not the right road. This is too dark. Probably, there’ll be many ghost here”. I hit the break & was like “WHAT”??

So, this is all about ghost and nothing else? Mom, you should be kidding me. Then, she goes like “P, please, please dont take this road”.

Ok, fine. I quickly make the U turn. Otherwise, my mom probably would have ended up with panic attack. I drove back. After a while, she said “P, please play some devotional song”. This time I scolded her. “Mom, can you stop your nonsense? Why I should be playing devotional song when I’m not scared. Btw, I don’t scared of ghost but humans. Humans can do worst things then ghost. I made that U turn because properly there would be some drug addicts or snatch thief or rapists waiting for victims. Not ghost. So, stop it”.

The next few minutes, we were in silent.

Then, I heard her deep breath, feeling relieved after seeing cars and lights hitting main road.

I smiled, my mom she is a legend.

tatta, (bubbye)

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Journal, Personal

Believe in Karma; it’s real and it’s fast.

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It’s eleven passed half. My boss is buzzing me for lunch being restless to get out from the office. Ok fine. I quickly wrapped whatever I was doing and grabbed the wallet and walked away with her.

We were having mix rice at nearby Chinese mix rice shop. Generally, I’ll do the listening and she’ll do the talking as she loves to talk. Usually, we will talk about office chaos, her travelling experience or personal opinions on certain matters. This time, she was telling some stories and it makes me happy.

Yeah, it’s Karma. Yes. I’m a strong believer in karma. It could be because I have this Buddhism believe in me.

Ok, the story starts like this…

Two weeks ago, I was devastated with an attitude of my working colleagues. I wonder how much of ill intention a person can carry with them by hiding behind the bright smile on their face. I have heard of this hell working world. Facing it for the real time is really challenging me.

This world is completely new to me. It left me speechless when I saw how badly a person can behave to another. I bet I have yet to see the real hell world. Guess what, this tip of the ice berg is enough to bring me pain. As much as I wanted to believe in humanity, it also left me with many questions.

With all those pain, I kept quite seeking justice deep inside my heart. Least I know that the justice will serve in weeks, two weeks to be exact.

I got to know the two people who had made the pain to me are going through personal challenges in their life. When I heard it, I smiled deep inside my heart, not because I’m happy with what they are going through but because justice is served in timely manner.

I’m truly feeling empathy for what they are going through but I’m glad that karma is exits.

Believe in Karma; it’s real and it’s fast.

tatta, (bubbye)

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Inspiration, Journal, Personal

#HappyNewYear2018

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It’s been 23 hours, 2017 is long gone becoming a past.

It’s time to move on and forget anything that happened in 2017. You are given another opportunity to create a new life.

This is another reminder for me to constantly bug myself to let go, to move on, to change and to work on my life.

1st January is super fast to remember what we have done. The future holds another 364 days to paint your life.

Grab your colours and be ready to paint new art of your life to be achieve on 2019.

HAPPY NEW YEAR.

P.s. It’s so scary to quote 2019. If you know what I mean.

tatta, (bubbye)

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Personal

How Not To Stay Close Door

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Fresh air, refreshing view, people, place and movements. Hmm… What a relief.

I planned to stay under the roof for this weekend except for my jogging routine on Saturday. I thought, this way, I can complete all my pending tasks which is piling up, taking all the space in my to do list.

But I was so wrong. And, this is not the first time it’s happening to me.

I just couldn’t stay close door with limited movements. I demand fresh sceneries surrounded by movements. Walls are killing me. Stagnant is a poison. I need to breath. Breath with movements and energy. I love mobility and started to embrace the change.

Believe me, I have tried multiple times to stay stagnant focusing to complete my work. I just couldn’t do it. Why it’s so? I don’t know. The only thing that can hold me stagnant is Instagram, Feedly, Pinterest, WordPress, Pocket, Twitter, YouTube, Etsy, Flipboard, Newstand you name it.

While writing this post, I’m enjoying (do I?) my ginger tea and maggie soup (sucks)

Gosh, I screwed up again.

 

P.s. That’s called maggie soup by the way I asked for mamak style spicy, so they gave me maggie powder pack to do “self-serve”.

Tc tatta (bubbye)

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Journal

[#BettaFish] The Blue Eye “Neelakannan” My First Pet Ever

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In case if any of you wondering why I am not talking or posting about “Neelakannan” the #BettaFish and worrying about him… [OK, let’s cut the crap and back to reality, I knew none of you would have thought the way I said above] he is at his OWN world now.

Since I broke his expensive aquarium (lol, only $7); I couldn’t witness his pain in small FIFA word glass cup. I took full responsibility of his pain. So, I decided to clear my sin.

I gave him the FREEDOM he ever needed. I drove him to my hometown on past #Deepavali2017 and released him in Perak’s longest river called #KintaRiver at #Perak.

I don’t know where he is now and what he will be doing right now. But, I wish him safe and happy life ever after.

At times, I felt that he had chosen me to gain his freedom. Initially, I have selected different fish but somehow I picked him to pay.

I always had this sadness inside me to bring him to my workstation. That supposed to be the original plan. I thought he will be alone and lonely at night after working hours. I thought none will be there to feed him on weekend and he had to hold his hunger until Monday.

I felt responsible when I feed him excessively. I felt guilty conscience when I forgot to feed him.

Having a pet is a commitment. It’s a responsibility. YES. It is. I salute all of you who are having a pet.

Even though, he lived only less than 30 days with me; I truly miss him. I used to watch and admire him at evenings under the sun rays. It’s evening now and I miss you.

Bye Bye #Neelakannan

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tatta, (bubbye)

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Inspiration

#SelenaGomez #Lupus #KidneyFailure #afriend #Inspiration

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Have you guys heard it?

Selena Kidney

This is the most saddened, surprise yet inspiring news for this September month.

Selena found she has a sick called lupus back in 2014. Seriously, I got to know of this word only through her. “Lupus” it’s an autoimmune disease where your body immune system turns against your body parts and tissues which it’s supposed to protect. At worse, it can affect your bone density, heart, liver, pancreas, and brain.

That’s what happened to this famous super cool pop singer #SelenaGomez. So, she had to go through a kidney transplant. Another super cool fact is that one of her friend named “Francia Raisa” is generous to donate her kidney for her. I mean I have no words to say. Would I do that for my friend? I’m totally doubtful on myself. “Francia Raisa” you have my utmost respect.

Just before she had the surgery, she released her new album song Fetish. Watch it here My question now is; she had all the money in the world to take a break to get rest or even to quit her career to live her own life. Why the hell, she need to work (I mean so) hard to release an album before the surgery? Oh!!… COME ON!!…

Right after the surgery, she announced her new collaboration with “PUMA”. Do I have a word to describe how she had inspired me with her act? No, I don’t have.

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I mean have she had the surgery? It’s so invisible.

How old is she? What!!! Just 25? Where the hell, she got this much of inspiration from? Where she finds her motivation to put that work equal to her life?

If I were Selena, would I have done the same? I don’t think so.

She showed me how serious we should consider our work is.

She showed me how committed we should be to our work.

Nothing gets to higher other than your commitment to the work.

tatta, (bubbye)

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Journal

#Rohingya: The #Discriminated Minority in #Myanmar

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Photo Credit : Soe Zeya Tun/Reuters

I am skipping scrolling whenever I come across of their pictures in social media. How could it be so much of pain in one single picture? Why their eyes are conveying unendurable pain?

This is not the first time humans are discriminated by the name of religion, race, colour, country, nationality, gender and so on, you name it.

The earth, the land is belongs to no one. In fact, no one knows the CREATOR. Who are you to claim ownership of it?

How can it be a person become so unwanted out of nowhere?

THE OTHER SIDE OF ME …

Thank God it’s in Myanmar. Would I accept them; if they were to be in Malaysia? Have I accepted the foreigners who have occupied Malaysia right now?

Am I thinking all those beggars who were flooding the city street at night are not discriminated in Malaysia?

Am I thinking I’m not discriminated as a minority in my own country?

What should I answer? What Should I do now?? ………………..

tatta, (bubbye)

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Inspiration, Weekend

[Street Life] #Petaling Street/ #Chinatown #KualaLumpur

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I never thought being early at street and witness the daily life can teach me life changing lessons. From ordinary people to a beggar, it requires consistent hard work to survive. The street lives I had witnessed had inspired me to work harder. The daily hustle of ordinary people reminds me how laid back I am. So far, it’s been a great motivation for my life. Thus, I have created these series, hoping it will inspire you too.

All pictures shared here are mostly captured on early morning to best reflect the hustles. All snaps are taken within Malaysia unless stated otherwise.

Place: #Petaling Street/ #Chinatown #KualaLumpur     Date: 12 June 2017

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tatta, (bubbye)

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Journal, Personal

Today, on this date, I’m happy to be “ME”

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It’s no longer the same after 8th of this month. I know I need to add (+) one more year to my age. But first of all, how old am I? Why am I kept forgetting my age? Why I need a calculator at all time when I wanted to how old I am? Hmmm, maybe because I have stopped calculating it already.

Eight have dominated my life somehow in every positive ways I would say. Somehow, I could be a destiny child for eight. I felt the number so much in me. Maybe, that’s way I got attracted it so much.

I knew everything and anything happened in my life is happened for a reason. The good, the bad, the hurdles, the hard work, the stress, the frustration, the pain, the lost, the miserable, the loneliness, the abusive, the joy carries its very own reason.

To tell the truth, I didn’t really do anything in my life with a concise thought. I was merely following my heart and what is right at that time.

I don’t really give serious thought to anything in my life except when I’m sad.

I don’t enjoy talking about my personal life and feelings to anyone in my life. I love to keep it to myself. I enjoy loneliness in my own way. I love to do self talk. Today, I realised I have lost myself talk in the process of growing up. I’ll die keeping my life only to myself. None, would really know the real me and I like to keep it that way.

I’m glad for staying grounded. I’m glad; I always know the reality of life. I’m glad, I don’t easily get influenced.

Today, I want to thank the MOTHER of NATURE for moulding me to whom I am today. I’m happy I spent so much time of my life with nature instead of people.

I’m happy to be who I am. I’m glad; I’m born this way.

I know I’m unique in my own way. I know I’m being very truthful to myself. I know I’m very sincere in heart.

I know I’m not someone in this society yet. I know I’m not rich yet. I know I’m not there yet where I’m supposed to be. But, I’m happy to be who I am today.

Today, on this date, I’m happy to be “ME”

Besides my flaws, I’m blessed more than I should.

Happy Belated Birthday #tamaka

tatta, (Bubbye)

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