Phenomenal day

My favourite cup in which I brew my morning & evening tea.

Sixth of November was a phenomenal day for me. I never realized it until I was with a group of people that night.
That day marked a significant assurance that though I’m appallingly disable and inadequately equipped to meet the challenges ahead single-handedly, my biblical knowledge assured me that God’s collateral was solid.
As I laid alone on my new bed in Angsana flats on the first night, with unlocked wooden door. All kinds of asinine & impractical questions zoomed into my mind; it kept me awake for a few hours. I imagine that the biblical characters too must have experience this psychological phobia. They were human being too & God took care of it.
My past reflection are not totally eclipsed, they are fresh on my mind. As I type these words, scenes of it are rekindled, some are like a comedy and some are quite spectacle, like learning to kill a cockroach, how I loathed these crawlies, in fact God & I had a argument over it as I made a lot of fuss over it. The good news is I’ve have learned not to scream or hide in my bed when I see one!!!
Yes, it was not a smooth sailing; there was the emotional turmoil, the social fiasco & personal calamity. It was a unique way of appreciating the God given life.

Red Rice

Cooking red rice is really time consuming. The health freaks says this stuff is good, not that I care two hoots about these things.....oh well I’ll give it a shot.

Food

Went to Sunway Pyramid to catch the movie, all tuned up to enjoy it...........guess what. At the information counter I was told that cinema wasn’t disable friendly......counted to 20 (to prevent myself from losing my top) then calmly asked then when it will be disable friendly...........at the reply, had to count to 50, then took a long deep breath, bite my tongue, moved on to see what the crazy place have to offer me to be amused. I rarely come here; anyway as I moved along my tummy demanded that I feed it. Since I wasn’t the type to eat breakfast, I knew I had to stuff it with something & the picture caught my eye – had to give it a try. It was a steamboat. tasted ok lah. the place was packed at lunch hour with Subang yuppies. People here sure spend a lot on Food.

Book & Cooking

I am reading this book while I watch my rice cook. I don’t use a rice cooker – I don’t eat that much. Microwave is NOT healthy cooking, am informed by friends overboard – that gives me a nice feeling especially if one is a loner.

Visiting the hospital, quite dangerous now with H1N1.
Cooking - which I have a love/hate attitude
Attending conferences
Community service

Catching up with friend
Busy - who? Me? Naw!

Fed UP

The disable organizations in our country is suffering a epidemic that is far dangerous then H1N1. The virus within these organization is known as DISUNITY. Due to this vigorous virus among its leaders, the disables are always losing its battle for a better lifestyle. The leaders having attained ‘short lived grandeur’ lose its main battle as their vision has been blurred, so we have Ministers making all sorts of comments and disable organizations responding with various hypothesis statements. Making the whole issue insignificant.
It is a common knowledge worldwide that public transportation in very imperative and crucial for everyone, much more for the disables.
So, instead of solving the principal problem. These leaders from these organizations squabble among themselves and lose significant attention from the authorities. The issue becomes stale as time flies, meanwhile these disable leaders find other things to occupy their attention. Rising funds for their organization and attending meetings to represent the disable community who are still stuck with the same old mud.
The cost of living has shot up so tremendously and in reality the disable need to work. To meet this need, public transport must be made available as soon as possible for the disable, unfortunately, our so called leader don’t seem to realize this urgency as they are NOT AFFECTED BY IT.
There is therapy for this issue. A sole minister must shoulder this responsibly. The disable organizations will only create havoc for the disable community who are scattered. Many disables and can’t even attend events that are organized for them, due to the lack of transportation. These organizers will just organize functions only. How crude?
I may never live to see the day that public transport is made disable friendly. Such dreams will never materialized with the present government & captains of disable organizations – their bottom are stuck firmly to their seat. This is a sordid issue for the disables but a amusing one for the leaders.
I have written about this before, but i felt the need to refresh the memory of my readers........once again.

Minister comes under fire for disabled mindset comment

http://www.mmail.com.my/content/12779-minister-comes-under-fire-disabled-mindset-comment

I am flabbergasted.

Recently, I experienced some disturbing glitches which marred my mood. It stained my mind & disfigured my ego a bit.
There are some traits in people that I find hard to tolerate, my patient just wean off at the mere sight of their faces. It sounds hash, but sometimes these characters ask for it. I have known that personality is the most difficulty area to handle where humans are concern, especially from those who have a 3rd world mentality. These are the one who do not allow their brains to function in a manner that will benefit them. Their sloppy performance and accomplishment are a sorry sight. This realization hit me so unexpectedly & left me bewildered.
I do not know why again and again I’m startled & horrified by such people. Hundred questions zooms into my head with zero answers – I am flabbergasted.

Stuffs

I threw away my first digital camera a few weeks back cos it wasn’t worth repairing it. It served me quite well. I took some nice shot from it and they are stored in my pen-drive.
I am not the type to simply throw away stuff. I find it difficult to do so.........I get very sentimental about my stuffs. I bought this camera while I was holidaying at a beach resort with a friend a few years back. Of course now it is very outdated, so into the trash it had to go.
Throwing stuff away isn’t really exciting. Often, these stuffs will regenerate your memories & pull your heart-strings and make it difficult to chuck it away. I am slowly learning and excising this liberating issue with the assistance of my cleaner. “Throw throw throw........” I keep telling her in a firm voice, and I know what she is thinking.......I have lost a screw or something.............
The next item will be my second-hand motorized wheelchair – my technician tell me it cannot zoooom at top speed any more due to ripe old age
Essentially & heartbreakingly I have to part with it, but I don’t know when.

Poem

Here is something that caught my eye while breezing through cyberspace.

I was once told that as time goes by
Everything changes with no reason why
Explanations we won't receive
We're just told we must believe
The Lord has a plan for each of us
This I Believe - This I Trust
Doctor - Lawyer - Teacher - Wife
Lord what's your plan for my life?
Explanations I don't expect
Just some guidance down the right track
Show me Lord your plan for me
I ask this of you while on my knees
Praying to you helps me to see
The wonderful plan you have for me
The Lord has a plan for each of us
This I Believe - This I Trust

No - I don't who the author is - but he/she sure did a good job.
Well I hope the 'new look' is ok. Got bored so............