Pixelated

First saw their live performance during the World Aids Day 2009 event and this particular song really caught my attention.

Pixelated by Jack & Rai

[specially dedicated to the World Aids Day 2009, with the message that we should all try to see things with clarity & understanding, and not with pixelated eyes. sometimes, its just a matter of perspective but it matters.]

from the bottom of my heart, thank you for all the well wishes...

but there's nothing that i want to remember about this very day.

it has been a year since...
i wish by next year, i will stop counting...

and i wish upon a star...

somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue...

where the dreams that you dare to dream...
really do come true...

Even When She Forgot My Name
It has been awhile since I last read a book [textbooks are not counted]. And few days back, I saw this book on the shelf at the Select Books, picked it up, read the synopsis and I know, I have to read this one.I went to the library borrowed the book, finished it... head to the bookstore, ended up buying one for myself... for it was a really good book that I think I should own.

And true to what my heart says, it was a very well written book about a son's recollection of this younger days [growing up in a typical traditional chinese family that I can relate to] and his mother's life in a world constricted by Alzheimer.

It got me drenched in tears when I was finishing the final bit of the book in the bus. For a moment, the lady who was sitting next to me must be wondering what's wrong with me. It reminded me so much about my paternal grandma, and her final days although she didnt exactly suffer from Alzheimer. Reminded me alot about my younger days too, some things my mum and my grandma used to say, especially grandma. Reminded me alot about the family indeed. A book with experiences that I can really relate too.

A snippet from the book:

"What's my name?" I said. She paused.
Her lips quivered: cornered, the answer had escaped.

"Do I need to say your name?" Worry had left her brow. Silence followed, seconds that felt like minutes. " I'm your mother," she said. "You're my son. Isn't that enough?"

Unwilling to admit she forgot my name, she blamed me for it. I recalled talking back to her as a teenager, and getting a stern retort. "Don't you ever forget," she said, pointing below her bowels. "I pass you out from down here."

Her back against the wall, she changed the script. It was her stage. A few minutes later, she turned toward me, her eyes soft and tender,"Your name is in my heart," she said. "That's the important thing. Other things don't matter."

Definitely a recommended read, and one of the very well written Asian titles. Those interested can buzz me for the book! The pleasure is all mine to share it! =)

Even When She Forgot My Name by Wong Chai Kee.
love, life and my mother's alzheimer's

why-h-why's latest addiction...

The Tears of Life

As she anticipated the day…
Looked forward to some random remarks made…
It was all broken; yet another empty promise…
She hates it when people don’t keep to their words…
When people give hope and shatter it in seconds…
When people say sorry and don’t even mean it…
When reality hits her that this is all it is worth…

Make no promises and nothing will be broken…
She should be happy today…
For it was the tears of life…

The tears of sorrow…
The tears of joy…

dear me, congratulations! you've finally completed the run.

with my mortarboard, i say "goodbye NUS"...

To the great lady who have been part and parcel of all my life…
Mum, Happy Birthday!!

check out daughtry's version of Poker Face!
simply impressive...

The Rag Story...

I was really all excited when I saw the frame for rag and...
AND THE FREAKING HYDRAULICS!!!

Two years ago, we spoke about hydraulics, but in the end we resorted to the old school yet practical technology called the manual manpower. It's great knowing that two years later this is no longer just a talk, it was feasible! It gives me the same goosebumps I had when we lifted up the shuttle frame for the very first time at the car park - two years back. I was all excited that I started texting vijay and elfie about this discovery. I really can't wait to see it working! =)

Rag, I once said is like a complicated love-hate relationship…
No words could perfectly describe what it is all about…
Until...you be part of it and feel it for real…
The Rag Story...

Way Back into Love, one of my favourites! I can’t help looping this song after Berenice mentioned about it yesterday. And as I was looking at the lyrics of this song, I found something interesting. It’s funny how the website said that the mandarin version of the song is sung by Victor and Fish Leung. Although, they are Chinese singers but after all it is still an English song! Which part of it is Mandarin I wonder... But anyways, the original version of the song is still the better one!

Am back in Penang since last Saturday. The one week in Gold Coast and Brisbane was awesome with Uncle Ong and Aunty Libbie’s company (dad’s bestest buddy who migrated to Australia many years ago.)! Will update about my trip soon! All I can say for now is, it is truly a surfer’s paradise! The beaches are simply just too beautiful – an ultimate place for a beach getaway! Just that the water is way too cold – I lasted less than 10 minutes in the water…

Have been feeling lethargic and tired for the past few days, with signs of flu and symptoms of H1N1. I was quite worried and I ended up reading up more and more regarding the flu. Cough, Sore Throat, Body aches, Chest Pain – All checked… Just hoping I will recover soon, I take back my words… No H1N1 please… I will feel damn guilty for all the people I have been in contact with…

And in the process of ‘resting’ I just finished watching one TVB series, Rosy Business… I just love how Wayne Lai says人生 有多少个十年？最重要活得痛快!
Statistics says that an average man will have 8.
So, how many 10-years do you think you will have?

One of man’s biggest uncertainties in life there…