I have this entry as "draft" for over a week already. I have so many things that I want to blog about. About happiness, sadness and everything in between.
Yet, every time when I want to begin to write, my thoughts just left me.
Sigh.
Friday, November 30, 2007
It's been a while...
I have this entry as "draft" for over a week already. I have so many things that I want to blog about. About happiness, sadness and everything in between.
Yet, every time when I want to begin to write, my thoughts just left me.
Sigh.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
A nice dream that faded...
As I awaken gradually from my sleep, I distinctively remembered feeling happy. I must have had a good dream.
But as the realm of dreams ebbed away and the realities of life slowly seeping in, troubles and worries flooded away the happiness I felt.
Perhaps dreams are like sanctuaries, they shield you from the heat of realities when you are feeling down.
On a side note: snow has come to my blog, only if you are using IE, that is.
But as the realm of dreams ebbed away and the realities of life slowly seeping in, troubles and worries flooded away the happiness I felt.
Perhaps dreams are like sanctuaries, they shield you from the heat of realities when you are feeling down.
On a side note: snow has come to my blog, only if you are using IE, that is.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Sunday, November 11, 2007
A feeble smile is still a happy smile
I turned out of CTE at Moulmein road only to see a group of 4 crowding around a frail old lady sitting on the road side kerb. The group of people was trying to flag for a cab.
Instinctively, I pulled over (to the detriment of traffic ) thinking that the old lady was injured and needed a lift somewhere (like to the hospital). And so, I was faced with a family of 3 Indians and a middle aged Chinese man trying to communicate with the old lady.
The old lady was clad in pajamas, having nothing with her except a plastic bag that contained a $10 dollar note. I was worried that the old lady might be suffering from dementia and wandered out of home to the detriment of her family members. The fact that she wanted to hail a cab to go to a place which I can't seem to find on the road map or heard before worried me further.
I told the group of people that perhaps calling the police would be the best option. While they attempted to get the police to drop by, I spent a good 5 minute squatting beside the road kerb, braving the onslaught of traffic to find out more from the old lady.
All I could gather was that she was tired from trying to flag a cab and that her hip hurt from a recent operation. But that doesn't matter. Because she was smiling a feeble but genuine smile despite the ordeal. And that made me happy. At least she wasn't in distress.
And so, I left the group to wait for the police to arrive and continued on my way (my car was beginning to hinder traffic)
I hope things will be fine for the old lady. I'm sure it will.
Instinctively, I pulled over (to the detriment of traffic ) thinking that the old lady was injured and needed a lift somewhere (like to the hospital). And so, I was faced with a family of 3 Indians and a middle aged Chinese man trying to communicate with the old lady.
The old lady was clad in pajamas, having nothing with her except a plastic bag that contained a $10 dollar note. I was worried that the old lady might be suffering from dementia and wandered out of home to the detriment of her family members. The fact that she wanted to hail a cab to go to a place which I can't seem to find on the road map or heard before worried me further.
I told the group of people that perhaps calling the police would be the best option. While they attempted to get the police to drop by, I spent a good 5 minute squatting beside the road kerb, braving the onslaught of traffic to find out more from the old lady.
All I could gather was that she was tired from trying to flag a cab and that her hip hurt from a recent operation. But that doesn't matter. Because she was smiling a feeble but genuine smile despite the ordeal. And that made me happy. At least she wasn't in distress.
And so, I left the group to wait for the police to arrive and continued on my way (my car was beginning to hinder traffic)
I hope things will be fine for the old lady. I'm sure it will.
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
BMW X5 4.8i - A Journey within
I had a small dream once. To be able to drive a BMW. And I achieved that dream today. I drove a top of the line model from BMW. An X5 with a 4.8l v8 engine. And so, you might be thinking, "you lucky chap!". But I beg to differ. I rather have that dream remain just a dream.
This car is for the riches. If it isn't obvious from the snob appeal of the badge, then you might be interested to know that the road tax cost a whopping $12k a year and that the car drinks petrol in gulps.
I do not think most of us in our lifetime will be able to afford this car. It cost a whopping $383,000. And getting a taste, a tantalizing one at that, only sharpens that fact. Why would I want to be able to experience driving something that I can never be able to afford in my life time? I would definitely be better off not knowing what it feels like, driving this car.
This car sets everything into perspective. That, if you make it "there", the rewards are rather sweet.
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