Monday, June 11, 2012

The 7 Heavenly Fairies

August 19 was the 7th day of the 7th month of the Chinese calendar. A day for lovers. The festival of the Heavenly Weaving Fairies and the Earthly Cowherd.

If you look up into the sky on a clear, bright and cloudless night, you might spot the moon fairies represented by seven stars located close to the moon. The twinkling lights of the youngest fairy is dimmer than the other six. Probably because she was already married to the cowherd and conceived a son and thus not so pure as her celestial sisters.

I do not remember anyone celebrating this festival today. But when I was young a table was set up outside our house, with food offerings for the faithful lovers. If the sky were scattered with clouds, we would wait patiently until the moon emerged behind them. The couple only get to meet up with each other once a year. So much longing pains and so much pitiful tears for the lovers, it flowed down as torrential rain that day.

These raindrops are believed to have medicinal purpose. We would collect and use it for soaking uncooked rice in an earthenware for 49 days. When the rice is softened, grind them in a stone grinder, sieve the rice flour with a white cotton cloth to rid off excess water. This fine powdery flour is used to make pearl drops. Dry them under the sun with fragrant pandan leaves then store in glass bottles for later use as powder. To use, take one or two pearl drops, mix with a little water in your palm and wipe it all over your face, neck and wherever you want to apply. This powder effectively helps to keep pimples and heat rashes away.

If your stubborn pimples still refuse to subside please do not look for me. Look up into the sky and pray for the moon fairies to help you or check and monitor your diet thoroughly. Refrain from oily and spicy foods. Or maybe, your hormones has mutated drastically due to the genetic food developed in this space age by enthusiastic food technologists. Well, someone has to be the guinea pig for food testing.

After the Apollo 11 had landed on the moon on July 20, 1969, worshipping of the moon has gradually declined. Perhaps, Neil Armstrong and Edwin Aldrin had scared the celestial colony away from the moon. Or maybe, the strange machine Michael Collins was piloting had managed to drove them to Mars.

Now, you know why the Martians visit us and where they originated from. You visited me last time, I drop by occasionally to say hello.

The general election will be in September. There will be another round of RM500.00 for the nation.  We are printing new ringgit notes.

Over in Europe, countries are fighting for goals.  Footballs fans are fighting each other over goals.  People all over the world are having sleepless nights over goals.

For the moment everyone is happy.  The worries come later. 

Sunday, February 12, 2012

A newly paved pavement

I visited my tenant yesterday because he wanted me to fix a tap for his washing machine. As I was leaving I realized that the ground I was standing on is kind of different. Not so hard and clean of dirt. Looking down I found it was freshly laid with tarmac. And Alam Flora has provided each household a big, big green rubbish bin.

Oh God must have blessed the people of Cheras. Or God must have told the Cheras municipal to bless the people of Cheras abundantly.

Haa I know, I help you, you help me.

A great loss to the music world

For a moment in time Whitney Houston enthralled us with her beautiful voice. Yesterday there was no one who can surpass her voice. Today no one can carry a voice like hers. Tomorrow no one can knock her off her pedestal. She is special.

For a moment in time we enjoyed her presence. Today she is gone. Tomorrow we can't bring her back. Most of us will miss her. For those who don't, they probably don't know her.

There is only one Whitney Houston. I do not know whether others will agree with me but the one mistake Whitney ever chosen to make during her life was marrying Bobby Brown. Meeting him was already bad luck. Letting him share her life is like allowing a wolf into her house and letting him slowly eat her up.

Bobby Brown is someone no parent would want their daughter to be associated with. He is a drug addict, a wife beater and a menace to society. Whitney's life would be different if she has distanced herself from him.

Is Bobby Brown happy now that Whitney is gone? If he regrets what he had done to her, I will probably advise him to make it right. Mmm, who am I to advise?

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

More people less share

Alamak! Bfast coming 2moro. Burp he he

I received this SMS at 8.17 pm last night from Yan Lee announcing she has prepared breakfast for us. She is blessed with culinary skills. What she has cooked up this time was Hokkein Mee.

Early in the morning before the others arrived for work, Ivy has dutifully scissored chilli padi to go with the noodles. I squeezed out the belachan chilli from a plastic bag into a small chilli saucer. This will blend very well with the noodles too. The belachan chilli was a leftover from our visit to Sri Siam yesterday to celebrate Yan Lee’s birthday. Just imagine two small saucers of chillis cost RM2.00.

Yan Lee arrived at 8 am. Dona, Ivy and Elaine were in the kitchen microwaving up the noodles. The table were laid up with bowls and cutleries neatly arranged at their respective places. At Dona’s, at Ivy’s, at Suet Ben’s, at Yan Lee’s and Elaine always uses her own serving plate. Dona and Ivy were seated at their places waiting while Elaine was at the microwave oven waiting for the cling sound to announce the noodles are ready to be served.

And I had already toasted my chocolate/banana spread bread for breakfast and eaten them! Thank God, I received this message after I have prepared for my breakfast or would be gatecrashing today’s breakfast.

Anyway, I will always appreciate Yan Lee’s invitation for breakfast. But I am sure if I join them, their shares would be limited.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Give In To Me

She always takes it with a heart of stone
Cause all she does is throw it back to me
I've spent a lifetime looking for someone
Don't try to understand me
Just simply do the things I say

Love is a feeling
Give it when I want it
Cause I'm on fire
Quench my desire
Give it when I want it
Talk to me woman
Give in to me, give in to me

You always knew just how to make me cry
And never did I ask you questions why
It seems you get your kicks from hurting me
Don't try to understand me
Because your words just aren't enough

Love is a feeling
Quench my desire
Give it when I want it
Taking me higher
Love is a woman
I don't wanna hear it
Give in to me, give in to me

It's all right
But it's ok, But it's ok
You're always thinking
That you know it's a lie
But it's ok, But it's ok
I'd never find better peace of mine, no

Don't try to tell me
Because your words just aren't enough

Love is a feeling
Quench my desire
Give it when I want it
Taking me higher

Talk to me woman
Love is a
I don't want to hear it
Quench my desire
I'm on fire
Give it to me woman
I don't want to hear it
Tell it to the preacher

Love is a woman
Love is a feeling
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give in to me

Love is a feeling
I don't wanna hear it
Quench my desire
Taking me higher
Tell it to the preacher
Satisfy the feeling
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give in to me

Give in to me woman
Talk to me lady
Cause I'm on fire

Written and compose by Michael Jackson and Bill Bottrell

Monday, July 6, 2009

What is important and what is not.


Inmates from the Taman Sinar Harapan Instition in Kuala Kubu Baru, Perak.


Most of time we forget where our priority lies. Sometimes we fail to understand the difference between needs and pleasure. This way we made so many mistakes that we could not remedy. Every thing we do we think we are doing it right. We are so absorbed in what we are doing we failed to recognize its flaw. We refused to listen to people around us, thinking we are smarter than them. In the end we failed in the projects we are handling.

RM8million is nothing to some people because it does not belong to them. But to some RM8million can channel help to many helpless people in our country.

We often say ‘many heads are better than one’. By combining our brains together we hope to produce better results. What happen if the brains are thinking of something more rewarding? The result? The surprising headlines in newspapers all the time.

At the front porch is the Malaysia Book of Record scorer: the iconic Liuli Crystal Fountain. At the backyard is the pathetic Horror Home in Kuala Kubu Baru. What is inside the house? Naughty, naughty politicians who need to be educated on what is important and what is not.