tick tock tick tock...

As much as we deny it, we are all indefinitely walking time bombs.

for the departed...

It started as an uneventful weekend. Here I was coughing away like as if my tonsils were about to be separated from it's abode when I received the sad sms.

A flurry of smses later, it finally dawned on me how fragile a pregnant woman can be. A colleague of mine was happy as can be when she found out she was pregnant. We shared her joy and happiness with each passing day. We goaded her to load up on food, bought and gave her titbits whenever possible. She on her part, diligently went about eating her medications and folic acid pills everyday. Pregnancy was indeed a joyous occasion.

However, the happiness was not to be for long. Just a while ago, that dreaded sms came. How do I react? I do know that at moments like this, no amount of consoling words can cure that heart wrenching episode of knowing that your unborn child was not to be able to live long. I was a tad taken aback. All I managed to asked was, "How is she taking it?". My colleague remarked how calm I sounded when she herself was in tears. I honestly do not know how to react.

When my late mom passed away few years back, I shed tears silently in private. I bawled my eyes out after the neurosurgeon informed me that her brain stem had refracted one more time. But I stealth myself for me and my siblings. All three of us were brought up to be fiercely independent, to be strong emotionally and not to take setbacks as an ending to life. Each setback was a lesson learnt. Death beckons to all, it is a matter of when our departure takes place. Before her sickness, my late mom ever said, "Life and death are parts and parcels of life. The living must on living and not let death be a setback. One must strive to balance our remaining years so that it would be fruitful, so that when we leave, we know we had served others in a good way one way or another".

I may not be able to fully comprehend the sadness that my colleague is facing at the moment knowing that tomorrow, her unborn son would no longer be within her... no longer able to nourish from within her... no longer giving her joys of happiness with each kick of his... no longer cocooned within her awaiting for the big day...

My prayers are with you, my friend. May his soul rest in peace and blessed by God. For God has bigger plans for him perhaps. Take care... and good bye little one...

The Vicious Cycle ...

Once again, I am down with the flu again. This time round, it is much worse. I have been having flu for the past few days but nothing was as bad as yesterday night. My head was swirling in intense pain. The drumming against my temple and scalp was unbearable. Took a long cold shower at 1 am in the morning hoping that it would help cool down my overheated head. Nothing worked. I was hitting 39.5 and getting a tad delirious. Took 2 decolgen, still the pain persisted. Even slathering all sorts of oil did not work. And I have a huge boil in my ear. Add that pain to the pain. Flu, migraine and boil. Just my luck.

One more for the road...

Ok, where do I start after a long absence?

Hmmm... ok... been so busy at work at the expense of my health. The doctor made close to $200 from me within a span of 3 weeks thanks to a persistent virulent flu bug. It did not help either that I was constantly at work and lost my voice on a few occasions. Actually went around with a pen and a paper. Felt so handicapped not being able to talk. The feeling is almost surreal. There are so many things that one might want to say but without the voice, almost all is lost. It doesn't help either that some people's comprehension capabilities are severely limited.

I realised that even though technology has been a boon to mankind on the whole as a great communication tool, it has also caused us to be handicapped in quite a number of ways. For example, how many of us here can truly remember 10 contact numbers without referring to the handphone address book? How about 5 addresses of our immediate relatives? Not much right?

Technology has also made it much easier for egoists to have the last say even though it might not be right. Or have information mangled to their whims and fancies in the hands of immature-nothing-better-to-do-ghettoans-posers.

I have to go back to studying... honestly...

Something That I Came Across

Once upon a time, while surfing, I came across the belowmentioned article. It is a tad paradoxical because the writer himself was a 65 year old man who was looking for love on the net. Food for thought though.

The excerpt :-


Love happens when we Love
Posted by Kevin April 7, 2007
Rants & Raves

After going on line with dating services I find that everything about the whole scheme is only a placebo for those emotionally deprived individuals who are looking for an outlet for their feeling on the Internet as it is a place where they have the ability to remain incognito without exposing themselves to the viewers; therefore the advantage of being anonymous is what drives these individuals to the dating sites, and it is only a fantasy to hope for finding someone real in this surreal world of holograms and technical innovations which has the ability to create something which is part of your dream in this real world it is something which disillutioned adults are seeking in the world of virtual reality in reality it is very much like what we experience in the made up world of Hollywood which has given us films like GenerationXXX

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1920's, 30's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!

Came across this article during one of my readings, so here's to sharing! :)
(by the way, I personally think that kids nowadays are too pampered and whiney!)


First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.


We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.


We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!


Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!


The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!


This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! And YOU are one of them!

CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good. and while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.

Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!

Do I Really Need Those Things?!?!

I detest spam! I see no point in all these spam mails. Do these spammers really honestly think I need a penile enlargement device? Wait, there's more. Hair extension, girls to meet, men at your service and the list goes on and on. Honestly, if they pay me a dollar for each spam I get, hell yeah I can quit my job now and retire to Batam or something.

I tried my very best to set the filters, and yet still those elusive few will still manage to get through the sieve. *sigh*

Just for the lark of it, how many of you guys/girls out there have taken up on anyone of those offers?