Cuti cuti

I just realized that we don’t have any proper online bus ticket reservation system. No, plusliner.com does not count. Why? Try logging in to the system and click on the ticket reservation tab. It will return to the login page again, login, click again and bam, login page again. It’s like playing a silly pointless clicking game with that stupid website and when I clicked on the contact us tab and wrote a complain, guess what, no need to guess, it’s rather predictable, server could not be found error message screamed back at me.

Annoyed, I rushed off to take the Star LRT to Pudu after work. All busses were sold out, especially Konsortium, Plusliner and Transnational , so I literally had to go beg at each available counter for tickets while dodging the annoying counter-less ticket sellers who keep cornering you with their, ‘Ticket ticket! Pergi mana adik?’

Finally after about 8 counters, I managed to get the ticket to up North on Merdeka Day at 10 am. Yay! Hopefully the bus is in good condition.

Home home home! Home sweet home!
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I managed to get my other vendor’s kids pictures. Aren’t they adorable? (Actually I got this off his wife’s blog)

Dressed up as Pippi Longstocking

Dressed up as Little Red Riding Hood

Trip to the zoo

Junior cooking classes

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Oh yeah, we had dinner for the third time in Anjapar, Bangsar before the first vendor left for his vacation. It never ceases to amaze me how much these foreigners love Indian food with all its spiciness. M was naturally relishing everything. Even when the whole load went to Penang, breakfast was at an Indian stall while dinner was at Ananda Bavan. The first thing they mention when they get to Malaysia is Indian food, and in their phone calls, there will be a mention on banana leaf. My bosses go for banana leaf once a week at least, that’s what I heard.

Opens up my eyes as well coz I usually take Indian food for granted.

Lunch

We have a new vendor who came in end of last week. He did come earlier but i was away most of the time so i did not have much time to get to know him.

He was alone after the other vendors left and my team mates were either fasting or out to lunch with others, so the task of taking him out for lunch fell virtually on my shoulders. Usually i don't have a problem taking vendors out for lunch but this guy seems rather quiet and shy so i was really predicting a tough lunch conversation but my prediction turned out to be really wrong.

He was so nice and friendly and funny too, we almost never stopped talking. Plus he's extremely knowledgeble, with seven years of experience in Java. I know SAP is all in and all, after all that's what i'm plunging myself into, but i hold special respect for those who work in Java platform. Java takes special mastery.Period.

Furthermore with Canadian-Indian-Jewish parentage, he's absolutely brilliant. I was just sending his laptop for manual network configuration when this girl who does the configuration just said he had done it himself by writing a program for it. Why can't I have brains like that? Huh?

Good thing i went out with him today. Otherwise i would have missed the chance of getting to know another great person. :-)

Ammu's wedding

27.8.06

Headed off to KL with bf to attend Ammu's wedding at 11 am at the Siti Hasmah hall. I guess she's the first from MMU Year 2000 batch to get hitched. She looked really lovely and the groom was good looking as well. It sort of gives you a nice feeling to look at someone your age whom you had known for more than four years to look all resplendent and glow with radiance, all happy and excited to start her new life.

Wishing her and Yuva a very happy married life ahead.

Team Building: Part 4 (The end)

Woke up around 7.30 am the next day (Saturday), took a shower and went down to the Aqua Marine café for buffet breakfast. By this time, I was so tired of looking at buffets, my stomach just refused to accept anything so I just gulped down some cereal and a few sips of coffee.

Boss arrived and we all headed to the beach for the canoe race. I was reluctant to go at first. I have never canoed before and the water ski accident a few months ago at the same sea was still fresh in my mind, so I sat contemplating for a while since we were given an option to participate or not to but I finally decided to give it a go and ahoy, off I went. Canoeing looks easy but once I was in the sea, rowing, it was rather hard to move. Kept going sideways instead. I was rather afraid, my hands felt cold and I kept praying that the canoe won’t capsize. Well, it didn’t. Came back in one piece to the shore and decided to go again, for fun. This time my partner was a guy so we paddled faster. Over excited, I went again for the third time with another guy who didn’t have a partner but the third was a hard one, coz I was tired, my hands ached.

The water was getting choppy and I was just glad to touch the shore again.

Headed back to the pool and dipped ourselves in. The pool had this sip and dip sunken bar (the one like a chalet at the side of the pool) with stools that were submerged in water which was rather cool. Unfortunately it was not open, so we just sat on the stools and chatted.




Headed off to the room to wash up and headed to the hotel meeting room by 11.30 am where we were given another briefing on the next oncoming projects for 2007 and 2008.
1 pm was another buffet lunch at the Aqua Marines again. By 2 pm, we checked out and headed back to KL.

I really had a good time. It almost felt like a paid vacation. :-)

Team Building: Part 3 (SWAT camp)

After lunch, we were relaxing in the lobby again without much care coz we had no idea what activities were arranged for us, when along came this guy in army uniform, asking us to line up to get to the S.W.A.T. camp.! His name is Rauter...What a name...

We were asked to walk on a real wobbly rope, walk on a not so high rope bridge which looked easy but was damn hard. Then we were blind folded and asked to walk on another set of high slung rope, followed by flying fox. I really enjoyed the activities although i was getting roasted under the hot sun.

Fun. FUN. FuN.






The activities were over around 6.30pm. Check in to the room, took a shower. All my clothes were drenched in sweat. Got ready to go for dinner buffet. This time around it was in this restaurant called Porcelain Room Kopitiam also inside the hotel.

Dinner was good. Chicken wings, chicken rice, otak otak, satay, grilled chicken and fish, mee rebus, the usual mutton and chicken sambal/curries, prawn and crab dishes, a huge merdeka cake, ice kacang, 4 varieties of ice cream, local fruits, teh tarik and coffee...more desserts, yum yum yum. :-) The queue for the chicken wing was so damn long and since i was smiling all the while at him, the chef agreed to reserve two chicken wings for me to collect later..ahem, it's good to be a woman some times, you know :p

Filled our tummies. Headed out back to the room, spotted the teh tarik area and sat for another round with teh tarik with manggis, langsat, star fruit and rambutan. Weird combination, i know. The teh tarik was horrible.

Went back to hotel. Watched Charlie and the chocolate factory on Vision 4. Dozed off by 12, tired but happy and wondered what's in for the next day...

Team Building: Part 2 (Lunch)

There was nothing much to do when we arrived. So we lazed around at the lobby, waiting for the briefing. My big boss could not make it on time as his wife was sick so we had sort of an informal briefing in one of the meeting rooms of the hotel, followed by lunch at this very pretty place in the hotel called Aqua Marine restaurant. I don’t have any proper snapshots of the food nor the place, so below are pictures taken from the website.

The restaurant, as its name, is a sea themed restaurant with blue walls and coral shaped light all over. I loved the lights, even wanted to take one home with me. One of the walls were lined with small colored lights, so when the light changes, the wall changes color too, from sea green, to blue to deep murky orange. I think the pictures on the website were taken some time back coz when i went, the walls were lined with another set of colored glass sheet, with bubbles to sort of resemble the sea water, if you get what i mean.



The food buffet was good as well. I managed to catch hold of this comfy place by the corner with velvet cushioned seats. Can’t really remember what I ate, it was a mixture of too many dishes plus dessert. I just pigged around.

I managed to crop some pictures to show the interior of the place.

The glass sea like interior i mentioned earlier

Team Building: Part 1(The beginning)

I’m too lazy to write much.

Friday and Saturday were packed with the team building event.

I’ll elaborate more when I get more pictures. I have only the hotel room pictures which I had to source out from my roommate during the event. The camera I usually use was loaned by someone else, so I was camera-less and handicapped. Well, otherwise you would see more pictures than the ones below.

We reached Port Dickson around 10.30 am and headed to the Guaman Hotel. Some of my colleagues said it’s a five star hotel but I’m not sure. They were good, not excellent.

Here are some of the pictures of the hotel room, after we messed it up, that is. :-)

Hotel overview, taken from a website

The sleeping chambers :-)

More of the room

The bathroom, taken after first use

We got a room on the ground floor, so it opens out to a nice garden and the pool, which was really nice

Lucky number 110:-)

Other rooms

Loads of pretty orchids at the lobby

Lobby

Lobby

I'll elaborate more when i get more pictures. Ciaoz!

Yesterday

I was left alone in the house after work yesterday.

No, I’m not complaining. I just sat watching TV, which consists of alternating between 60 and 61 only. He he…who can live without cartoons? Not me!

Fixed a small meal for myself. Did some exercise. Watched more TV. Continued with a novel by Sidney Sheldon, ‘The other side of midnight’ which annoyed me a little because the protagonist kept having good luck flooding her all the time. If she is in distress, some hero will come by to rescue her…I flipped through some pages. The only reason why I am still reading it is because Sidney has a penchant to give a mind blowing end to his stories.

P/s: I’m worried over someone. I hope he gets well very soon.

Ahah....

I can’t even think straight right now. I am that sleepy and it’s because of a dumb movie on Astro that I insisted on watching all by myself until 1 am. Yawn!

Anyway, the weekend was quite a relaxing one. I spent the whole Saturday cleaning the upper floor and washing my clothes. I was alone the whole day and half of Sunday. It was good to have the whole house to myself without any of the other renters; if there is such a word.

I really wish I would soon have a house all to myself and my (hopefully soon) future family. I hate sharing the house, not because I hate sharing, but it’s because the housemates are constantly getting on my nerves with their senselessness. The whole two days I was conjuring up the image of my future house. It doesn’t really need to be a posh apartment in the middle of a township or a country cottage with picket fences. As long as it is clean and good enough for two, I’m all game for it.

I want to have a complete kitchen with a stove that’s constantly warm. I want the oven teem with wonderful aromas during the weekend. I want to cook and feed my, again hopefully soon, future family. I want to scrub and clean until the pots and pans gleam. Okay okay, I’m getting too carried away. Forget the gleaming part.

The thing is, I’m really craving for a house to call my own. Something that I don’t have to share with others, something I feel safe in. I don’t want to be constantly living in fear that someone in the house brings in another to the house in the name of friendship, and that friend has darting eyes and which you feel like puking right on the face.

I hate sharing bathrooms, especially if uninvited guests use it as well. Why? Because I wash it every weekend, down on all fours, scrubbing the floor with a wire brush and someone else happily messes it up and never bothers cleaning.

I hate people telling me what to do, especially when it is done to impress others. Once in a blue moon, someone starts cleaning and tells me to move this and that out of the way while they collect every single rubbish in the neighborhood and put them in the house. I hate people telling me to finish up the food in the fridge while their own foodstuff has moulds growing on it and the green fruits all black and soggy. I’m not exaggerating. I hate it when things that I buy get eaten up. Hate it, hate it, and hate it! Not that I mind people eating it, but it’s basic courtesy to ask first rather than gobbling it all up without a care. I hate it when people ask me how I feel and become all quiet and offended when I tell the truth.

I hate going into the kitchen because even the cabinets are so dirty, I have to use newspapers as a base for everything. Every utensil, I wash twice. I’m not someone who is so obsessed with cleanliness. No, please, I’m not Monica in F.R.I.E.N.D.S. I just feel there’s some basic hygiene code that people should adhere too.

Have u ever seen a four-month old baby’s milk bottle kept in the bathroom sink? Or the wire thingy that people use to clean the milk bottle left hanging on the bathroom mirror, with hair coating it? My mum would have a fit. Our milk bottles and all the milk bottle cleaning utensils were “boiled” every single feeding time to make sure it’s sterile.

Ugh…Bad luck seems to follow me around all the time. The last time I had peace in my own house but my work place sucked. Now, vice versa.

Good thing is my office feels so good, I would probably pitch a tent here soon =P.

I just need a place to call my own and still praying that that day will come soon. Very soon!

Now the real reason why I’m so pissed off is because earlier someone in the house brought a friend A to stay for a few weeks because A just shifted to KL and didn’t have a place to stay. Weeks became months and A was enjoying the courtesy stay, used the house phone, watched TV all day long, took long oil baths during weekends and annoyed me like hell, especially when the bathroom was occupied in the mornings for so damn long and left greasy and oily and stinky. Then, finally A got a room in some hell and moved out. Now, someone in the house again came to me and said, A’s room in hell is smelly so A wants to come to the house once in a while and stay. Which means, once in a while when I open the house door and I see A’s shitty face in the living room, I’m supposed to be perfectly fine with it. And when I said no, someone got all quiet and offended. Ugh! I swear if I see A’s face in the house again, I might just throw my shoe at that annoying face. A seriously has no brains or civic consciousness.

Now you believe me when I said the weekend was so peaceful without anyone in the house. The funny thing is I’m no longer sleepy after writing this, =P.

P/s: Met Vicky today :- ) and team building this Friday and Saturday. So excited!!!

Blunder bungle

It’s rather a quiet day today apart from the 2 and a half hour of team meeting with the boss, which was fun by the way. Anywhere this particular vendor of mine is; laughter or perhaps at least a smile always follows around.

The alarm blared at 6 am today morning. I had something to do in the morning but somehow at 6, everything becomes insignificant compared to rolling back and pulling the blanket over my head so I went back to sleep only to wake up at 7.50am and scrambled to get ready in time for work.

On a different note, things have settled down a little but it’s not really leaving my head right now. I have apologized enough. I am not going to apologize again and again. Sometimes something trivial becomes or sounds too serious when you keep saying sorry over and over again. I’m responsible for my actions, but I cannot be accounted for the chain reaction that it brings, because those are not my decisions. Those are not words out of my mouth. Oh pray do tell me, if A raised an alarm saying water in the lake is murky and then somewhere along the line B added in, saying X may or may not have thrown chemical into the lake making it murky, and in the end, when A checks back, the lake was not even murky and told B about his mistake and B said it’s alright, does it make sense for X to come screaming back at A especially when A has announced to the world about his mistake and also especially when A had no inkling that X became a suspect along the way?

Of course I got off scout free but I don’t feel good about my blunder. Next time I announce something, I’ll sleep on it first before opening my big mouth.

It’s so hard growing up. Learning by mistake doesn’t seem like a great idea right now.

I’m not going to put this behind and walk on. It’s going to be placed neatly in front with red warning signals flashing all the time.

Argh!

Sometimes people just screw up things that have been going all well and fine for them.

I just did exactly that.

And for the millionth time today, I wish I have the undo button in my life.

Dammit!

Closing my eyes and wishing it would go away, go go away!

I know lesson leart, but it's rather hard and harsh, when there are other people involved as well.

I think i need to take emotion management classes. My emotions needs some taming sessions or rather .... learn how to use my head before my emotions...

Dammit!

Story: Dissapointment

She was rudely woken up the next day when the phone in hall, rang. She cursed whoever who was calling and pulled a pillow over her head to muffle the sound. It was the weekend after all. She wanted to sleep longer. Waking up only brought her more misery.

The phone stopped ringing for a moment, only to begin again. Annoyed, she woke up and dragged her feet to the hall, cursing the cold marble floor and almost everything that got on her way.

“Hello?”

“Hello, is this Ms. Anita?”

“Yes?”

“Hi, I’m calling from the police station. We found your… erm…tin?”

“Oh really?”

“Yes, please come and collect it as soon as possible. Bye”

“Hey, wait! Is the money sti…?”

Click.

“Rude bastard”, she muttered to herself and got ready to get to the police station while keeping her fingers crossed that her savings in the tin was still intact. Somehow, she has a nasty feeling that it won’t be but she kept praying all the way.

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An hour later, she walked out of the station clasping the rusty tin. The money was stolen and the men at the station made fun of her tin. Spirits dampen, she walked over to the park nearby and sat on a wooden bench, sobbing.

“Hi, we meet again”
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-to be continued

Two days ago, yesterday and today

My colleague and I pledged not to drink coffee for one day and instead sniff on the coffee beans taken from the pantry.

So far, not good.

Doesn’t help with the fact that my vendors drink more than 5 cups a day, I kid you not, and one whiff is enough to pull me like a slave to the pantry.
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Conducted a basic training today. It went well.

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My vendor wrote email to his counterpart confirming about a service and he wrote ‘my good looking assistant tested everything and said it’s fine.’

I’m currently floating high up in the air.

Will come back to earth shortly and flush all the air out of my head…

=)

Still floating…

=P
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Oh yeah, happy birthday to me,
Happy birthday to me,
Happy birthday to myself,
Happy birthday to me!

Went to the toilet around 12 midnight and when i came out, the whole house was dark. Then i saw a birthday cake with candles all around. The bf and my housemates plus the baby were in the room, holding the cake and singing...

Happy,i tell you! First time i'm beside my bf on my birthday and i'll be with my family tonite, yahoo!
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Story: The fall

He turned and looked at her. Eye brows half raised, he smiled.

“Ah, my heart is melting”, she said to herself silently and walked away, cursing her sudden boldness to stare openly at a stranger.

“How rude, you should have smiled back instead of walking away,”, said the tiny voice in her head. She shook her head slowly and fastened her pace, only to lose her balance and tumble halfway. She let go of the small golden clutch held tightly in her hands and frantically held the banister to stop herself from falling. She gained her composure but the clutch flew open, emptying its contents on the cold marble steps.

She drew a sharp breath and looked at all her make-up, pathetically on display. He was standing still, looking at her. Flushed with embarrassment, she bent down and picked her things, muttering to herself when a moment later, he was beside, helping her.

“It’s okay. I can pick it up myself”, she hear herself telling him.

He just smiled and continued helping her. She hurriedly stuffed her things back into her clutch, hastily said her thanks and walked away. She was too mortified that she just wanted to leave.

“Miss!”, she heard him calling. She didn’t want to turn and face him again. Her pace quickened.

She heard him calling again, this time with a little more urgency. “Miss, you forgot this!” she turned only to see him hold her pink blush, the one with the silly Hello Kitty sticker on the lid.

She grabbed it and ran into the office without a word.
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It took her sometime to get her report lodged and the old and worn out policeman who attended to her seem disinterested with her distress. Dejected, she left the building forgetting her little episode hours before, only to see him standing there, leaning lazily on the balustrade. He looked up and smiled again. She willed the earth to open up and swallow her whole.
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She couldn’t sleep that night. The lost money and her messy apartment kept her awake all night. She tossed and turned, trying to find a nice spot and wishing for a deep, dreamless slumber but ended up feeling flustered and prickly. She got out of bed and walked to the kitchen. It was a rather dark, moonless night. She switched on the kitchen light, poured herself a glass of milk and sat on the counter, feeling almost sorry for herself.

It was then when she remembered him and her dramatic fall. She felt like laughing now.

“He must have thought I’m such a klutz”.

She felt silly again but her heart felt warm now.

“I must say, he was rather charming”, she said to herself. A smile crept up and the corners of her lips twitched. She forced herself not to smile although no one was there to judge. She just didn’t want to.

“Forget him”, she said out loud. Her milk all downed, she rinsed the slender glass and walked back to her bedroom in the small apartment. The moment she hit her bed, she slept peacefully.

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-to be continued

Story: The beginning

She sat in the corner wondering where she went wrong. She wondered where it all began…

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It was the month of August. Yes, she remembered it now. It was vivid. He was walking down the marble stairs of the police station clutching an official looking documents. She was climbing up the stairs to lodge a complain. Her small apartment down in the suburb was ransacked the night before, leaving her almost penniless except for a meager amount in the bank. It was her fault, she knew very well. Being almost lazy to do official transactions, she kept her savings in a small, almost rusty square tin given by her childhood friend a long time ago.

When she saw the mess in her house, she almost sighed a breath of relief. The tin was so rusty, she assumed the thief would have ignored it but it was right before her eyes fell on the mantelpiece where that tin was placed, always. It was almost assuring for her to see it everyday when she comes home, thinking that would be the money she would be using for her marriage when she finally finds that someone. Assuring until that day, when her frantic eyes began looking for the tin. The mantelpiece was empty. Empty. As empty has the hollow that her heart has seemed to sunk in suddenly. She almost felt like kicking herself in the rear.

It was that evening when she rushed to the police station to lodge a report and she saw him. Men don’t usually interest her, except those who look like Roman gods, but this one held her attention even though her mind was half mad wondering how she would find all that stolen money.

He had an unusual gait. Slow, steady, patient, like time was his slave. He didn’t exactly resemble a Roman God but he oozed charm which held her enchanted for a moment. There was slight arrogance in him which usually repels her had it been some other man but this one provoked her interest and curiosity. She was piqued at herself for her foolishness. She was there for a serious issue. It wasn’t the right time to ogle at some stranger, albeit a charming one.

She tore her gaze away and walked up the steps, holding a breath as she drew near him. His scent was over powering. Masculine yet gentle. She stopped and stared. She couldn’t resist. The temptation was too strong.

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-to be continued

Hungry hungry

My vendors went to Penang during the weekend and visited a Chinese temple. It was the Hungry Ghost Festival month and they were burning hell notes.

One of them, A, absent mindedly picked up a note ‘worth’ 5 million on the floor, pocketed it and lost it on the way back.

The lights at the airport went off. The flight was delayed. They came to the office late.

Worse, our service is giving problems since Monday.

We were making fun of A today morning and his friends were asking how to solve this ‘curse’. The only way is obvious, burn something in replacement.

J: I guess A has to burn real Swiss francs worth 5 million.

M: Why do you burn this?

THL: Well, it’s to appease the Hungry Ghosts.

Me: Yeah, the Gates of Hell will open this month.

J: So we have to burn something for them?

DK: Yeah.

A: Hungry Ghosts?

DK: Yep.

A: I’m hungry all the time too. (Which is true, his stomach makes funny noises all the time)

M: Let’s just burn A.

And no one wants to return home in the same flight as A on Sunday.

J: Please change my flight. And warn everyone else in the same flight as A.

A: Good, I’ll have the whole plane for myself.

M: You really think the flight attendants and captain want to risk flying with you? Let’s just put A in a huge package with floats, tie it to a ship and haul it all the way to Switzerland.

A: So it’s better I don’t return again for the next project, ha.

Me: Smart A. This was your plan wasn’t it?

A: Yeah. I don’t want to come back. You are right. This is the only way these guys will let go of me.

Boy, I’ll miss working with these guys!

By the way, we are still under the ‘curse’.

Yo! It's flippin' and flappin'

Hey you, look what I’ve got!



It’s our very own flip flap. Yes, the very thing I was gushing about in my earlier post and it set me back about RM 40.

Good thing it’s quite easy to operate as I don’t understand Japanese. Just take a look at the manual and the warranty card (I think).





It’s currently perching on top of the boyfriend’s car dashboard and he calls it his pet.


It’s rather amusing to watch the leaves flip and flap when put under the sun.

Keeeuuuttt =)

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Parents coming to KL tomorrow, yay!
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My first two birthday wishes of the month

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Happy Birthday!

We wish you many happy

returns of your BIG Day!

Best Regards,

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Whatever It Takes

'Whatever It Takes', by Maharaji

"Let me begin with a little story: There was a lion who was feeling very good one morning, very happy. He came out of his den, saw a little rabbit, immediately pounced on it, and said, “Who is the king of the jungle? And the rabbit, terribly afraid and shaking, said, “You are.”

This made the lion even more proud. Bouncing along, he found a deer, jumped on it, and said, “Deer, who is the king of the jungle?” And the deer said, shaking, “You are.”

Now the lion was feeling really, really good. He was the king. So he goes along, sees an elephant, jumps on it, and says, “Elephant, who is the king of this jungle?” The elephant spun the lion around his trunk, pounded him on the ground again and again till he was senseless, then let go of him. The lion looked at the elephant and said, “Don’t get upset if you don’t know the answer!”

Sometimes we accept other people’s definitions of things, but forget about one simple thing, and that is you. What I am talking about is not what you can accomplish, not what you can do, not about your hopes, dreams, and ideas—but, you, as a gift that came into this world.

It was no mistake that Socrates said, “Know thyself.” Know who you are. Understand who you are, your nature. Understand that if you do not feel peace, you may not be able to give it to anyone. If you want to quench the thirst of another, the least you need is water. The water of peace flows within you. The serenity of understanding flows through you—your life.

In all that you are trying to understand, add one more—understanding about yourself. In all that you’re trying to complete, complete one more. And besides all those you are trying to help, help one more person—you. You need to feel content regardless of what is going on. You need to feel whole. Yes, you are the building block of your existence. And if that first step is missing, the next and the next and the next will also be missing.

It is not impossible. It is not mysterious. It is not strange. And, indeed, it is not selfish. To unwrap a gift that has been given is not selfish. If I do something at the expense of others, that is selfish. But if I feel an itch and I scratch it, not at the expense of anyone else, it’s not selfish. The gift has been given; the gift is you. Life has been given; it is in progress. Your understanding is there, your thirst is there, and the idea of peace is at hand.

I invite you to take a peek inside to know what this existence is all about. The person who said, “Know thyself,” didn’t make it up to make your life more difficult. But, there was something there, some mystery that could be solved. Humanity will face many, many challenges, and one of the biggest challenges is to find the peace that is within every single being. That has been an incredible challenge. People say, “Peace is not possible.” But the personal peace—the peace that you have inside of you—is very possible and has always been there, and that is why it is said, “Know thyself.”

It begins with the simplest of understandings, to listen to what something simple is saying to you. It’s not about your responsibilities, but about the chance to be fulfilled. The want.

I remind people that what you are looking for is inside of you—not outside. Always has been and always will be. Even if you decide not to discover it, it will always be inside of you. Always. The answers will come from within, not from the outside. The true sense of accomplishment will happen here, not somewhere else. Be who you are.

Be fulfilled every day so you can fulfill others. Be fulfilled every day so you can fulfill the responsibilities that are ahead of you. But it begins with you. What I talk about, you have, whether you decide to pursue it or not. Search if you must. Do whatever it takes to find that self and fulfill that self, so you may serve and serve well. Be fulfilled. Be happy. One lifetime. And only one like you on the face of this earth. You are unique. Shine with that uniqueness. "

Maharaji
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And i love him even more!
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Yay!

Yay! Singapore project went live today. So far no problems. *Fingers crossed*

So sleepy...yawn...:0