The way to dusty death.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

RememBer THis.??!. =)

The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as a young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up the steps. She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he had told her was empty. Then she settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg.

It had been a year since Misha, thirty-four, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. Once a fiercely independent woman, Misha now felt condemned by this terrible twist of fate to become a powerless, helpless burden on everyone around her.

"How could this have happened to me?" she would plead, her heart knotted with anger. But no matter how much she cried or ranted, she knew the painful truth her sight was never going to return. A cloud of depression hung over Misha's once optimistic spirit. Just getting through each day was an exercise in frustration and exhaustion. And all she had to cling to was her husband Malik.

Malik was an Air Force officer and he loved Misha with all of his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength and confidence she needed to become independent again. Malik's military background had trained him well to deal with sensitive situations, and yet he knew this was the most difficult battle he would ever face.

Finally, Misha felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Malik volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city.

At first, this comforted Misha and fulfilled Malik's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task. Soon, however, Malik realized that this arrangement was not working - it was hectic, and costly. Misha is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But just the thought of mentioning it to her made him cringe. She was still so fragile, so angry. How would she react?

Just as Malik predicted, Misha was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again. "I am blind!" she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I am going? I feel like you are abandoning me."

Malik's heart broke to hear these words, but he knew what had to be done. Malik promised Misha that each morning and evening he would ride the bus with her, for as long as it took, until she got the hang of it. And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Malik, military uniform and all, accompanied Misha to and from work each day. Malik taught her how to rely on her other senses, specifically her hearing, to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment.

Malik helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her and save her a seat. Malik made her laugh, even on those not-so-good days when she would trip exiting the bus or drop her briefcase. Each morning they made the journey together and Malik would take a cab back to his office. Although this routine was even more costly and exhausting than the previous one, Malik knew it was only a matter of time before Misha would be able to ride the bus on her own. Malik believed in her, in the Misha he used to know before she would lost her sight, who was not afraid of any challenge and who would never, ever quit.

Finally, Misha decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Malik, her temporary bus riding companion, her husband, and her best friend. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, his love. Misha said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... Each day on her own went perfectly and Misha had never felt better. Misha was doing it! She was going to work all by herself!

On Friday morning, Misha took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying for her fare to exit the bus, the driver said, "Sister, I sure envy you."

Misha was not sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year? Curious, she asked the driver, "Why do you say that you envy me?"

The driver responded, "It must feel so good to be taken care of and protected like you are."

Misha had no idea what the driver was talking about, and asked again, "What do you mean?"

The driver answered, "You know, every morning for the past week, a fine looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you when you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches you until you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky woman."

Tears of happiness poured down Misha's cheeks. For although she could not physically see him, she had always felt Malik's presence. Misha was lucky, so lucky, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she did not need to see to believe - Gift of Love that can bring light where there had been darkness ...

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

ENTREPRENEUR~

I have applied for a job in so many places that I've finally given up looking for one. Finally, after being inspired by my dad and a few articles on the internet, I decided to start doing business!

I would purchase guitars (since I know quite a lot about them) on auctions and sell them for a profit on ebay.

With a small interest-free loan from my parents + some savings, I was able to purchase some stock. Since I had a very small capital, I could only afford a few guitars, these guitars aren't cheap!

"Brand new or not brand new, just give it a nice polish with guitar gloss, replace the strings if required, and it's ready to reach the customers!"

Epiphone Les Paul Standard GOLD

Yamaha red

And finally my 19-year-old guitar with very nice, vintage aged wood which I have been using for about 2 years, was sold to Mr McClelland just yesterday! Felt a little emotional about selling it but I got a pretty good price for it. Oh well...

The biggest pleasure in doing this business is that I get to "test-drive" every guitar I purchase before I sell it. Though there is always the temptation to keep them for myself! haha...Until I finish selling all my stock, I'm pretty broke at the moment. It seemed like I took a pretty big risk in starting this "business" since I've spent quite a bit on it. I could either make good money doing this or become a cpl of hundred $$$ poorer for nothing!

Anyway, isn't doing business all about taking risk?!
It probably makes life a little more exciting to me as well.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Belonging~

How does it feel not to belong?
It is like the melancholy melody of a desolate song.

Do I have to face this world all alone,
And live my joys and sorrows on my own?

Or will I find the security loneliness stole,
And a soul mate to fill my empty soul?

I do not desire to be the ugly duck among the swans,
Nor to be the thorned flower that grows in a daffodil lawn.

Should I ever live a life in obscurity,
My world would be vague and completely absurd to me.

Don't spurn me and I will prove you wrong.
Don't judge me, I just want to belong!

K.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Dare to take risk,
dare to be remarkable,
Whatever you can do or think you can,
Just do it,
Set no limits to what you want
to achieve.
All the best of luck and wishes to you
in your SPM exam.
May you do very well and score lots of A.
You can!

written and given to me, from my chemistry tuition teacher, pn.kwan. so nice of her right? ((:
she gave each card with different message to each of her students, awww! thanx teacher! =D

so little time left, yet my mind is mostly still occupied by something else.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

A Moment of sadness....

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.

I have a love story to tell,
Only for the seasons to describe it well....
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.

When the sun shines,

I'll see your beautiful smile,

Warms me like fire,

And pull me up from hell....

When the flowers blooms,

I'll see, sense and feel the charming side of you,

Just having you near me,

makes me happy ; though i'm feeling blue....

When it rains,

You shed tears ; but my heart bleeds,

Moments that I try making things straight,

Unfortunately ; I'm only causing a break....

and,

When the leaves falls,

I'll see an ending to a love story,

Between you and me,

What's left is only memories.......

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Things i see but don't tell.... things you tell but don't see.

26 more days to SPM!! OMFFFFFG~!!!! 8 days(for me) of intense, pressured, nerve wrecking and very very very little sleep then its overrrr!!! woah, im thinking too far ahead, gotta focus on the exam.... HOLIDAYS!! CLASS TRIP~!!! things that motivate me and make me try to study hard xP

oh gtg!
gee gee gee gee gee~ XD calson stop singing that song!!

Saturday, October 10, 2009

!.A haPPy Day Out.! =D

this happened on the 7th of october 09. sorry for the late posting. . . =D

that day supposingly the 1st day of pmr. Good for them (form 3s). XD ,
we went to school because our physic's teacher pn.noorliah need us to help her, she need to ''teach'' in front of the 'pegawai something'(judge), where she is competing for Guru Cemerlang...
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Cheyh.. but the true reason we go to school is because that day was also our good friend alfian's birthday.haha.!!
.
~~There......

Dunno which one.?? kayla show u closer.....

~~obviously ''alfian'' is a malay guy's name. xD

After all the ''lakonan mengajar pn.noorliah'' was finish, around 11am like that la, we went to u-one at usj, played futsal there.

we have 3 drivers.hehe. dheep, chris, and gautham. 11 people went with cars and with ben koo meeting us there. he ponteng school la what else.. >.<

~~i followed dheep's car. we changed in the car to save time. xD xD

i'll show you how.. well.. i won't use myself as example though. let dheep teach you how. =)

Firstly.......

Zip-Zip Snap-Snap.......

TaaaaDaaaa.!!! ^^

Chien Pong did it much faster. xD

Feeling care-free to smile for the camera.lol.

........................!

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Here are some highlights of what happened during our 'almost 2 hours' futsal period. .

Whoops... sorry for ALL the ''Gays'' pictures. Uploaded wrong i guess....

Here to straight things upp...

That was before they realise i was snaping pictures of them...

....See what happens when they realise..haha...

From left to right :- faeq, dheep, tham, chris, alfian, cp

From left to right :- (top) - cp, calson, vi june, alfian, me, izari, ND, faeq, tham

(bottom) - chris, dheep

One More.... *snap snap*

those two pictures above are nice, sadly Ben Koo had to be the cameraman. . .

Here's one with him in the picture.hehe..

they had to remain their pose for almost a minute waiting for me to set the camera's timer and waiting for the timer to ticks off. xD xD

worth posing la.haha.. Good Friends are difficult to find and here's one u can call good friends.

to conclude the day... here's the score-line..haha..

Team Alfian (4)

-chris

-dheep

-faeq

-ND

-tham

-lost too- xD

Team YewHan (5)

-cal

-izari

-vi june

-CP

-bk

....we certainly enjoyed ourselves that day.! (^_^)


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She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he had told her was empty. Then she settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg. It had been a year since Misha, thirty-four, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. Once a fiercely independent woman, Misha now felt condemned by this terrible twist of fate to become a powerless, helpless burden on everyone around her. "How could this have happened to me?" she would plead, her heart knotted with anger. But no matter how much she cried or ranted, she knew the painful truth her sight was never going to return. A cloud of depression hung over Misha's once optimistic spirit. Just getting through each day was an exercise in frustration and exhaustion. And all she had to cling to was her husband Malik. Malik was an Air Force officer and he loved Misha with all of his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength and confidence she needed to become independent again. Malik's military background had trained him well to deal with sensitive situations, and yet he knew this was the most difficult battle he would ever face. Finally, Misha felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Malik volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city. At first, this comforted Misha and fulfilled Malik's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task. Soon, however, Malik realized that this arrangement was not working - it was hectic, and costly. Misha is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But just the thought of mentioning it to her made him cringe. She was still so fragile, so angry. How would she react? Just as Malik predicted, Misha was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again. "I am blind!" she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I am going? I feel like you are abandoning me." Malik's heart broke to hear these words, but he knew what had to be done. Malik promised Misha that each morning and evening he would ride the bus with her, for as long as it took, until she got the hang of it. And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Malik, military uniform and all, accompanied Misha to and from work each day. Malik taught her how to rely on her other senses, specifically her hearing, to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment. Malik helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her and save her a seat. Malik made her laugh, even on those not-so-good days when she would trip exiting the bus or drop her briefcase. Each morning they made the journey together and Malik would take a cab back to his office. Although this routine was even more costly and exhausting than the previous one, Malik knew it was only a matter of time before Misha would be able to ride the bus on her own. Malik believed in her, in the Misha he used to know before she would lost her sight, who was not afraid of any challenge and who would never, ever quit. Finally, Misha decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Malik, her temporary bus riding companion, her husband, and her best friend. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, his love. Misha said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... Each day on her own went perfectly and Misha had never felt better. Misha was doing it! She was going to work all by herself! On Friday morning, Misha took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying for her fare to exit the bus, the driver said, "Sister, I sure envy you." Misha was not sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year? Curious, she asked the driver, "Why do you say that you envy me?" The driver responded, "It must feel so good to be taken care of and protected like you are." Misha had no idea what the driver was talking about, and asked again, "What do you mean?" The driver answered, "You know, every morning for the past week, a fine looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you when you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches you until you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky woman." Tears of happiness poured down Misha's cheeks. For although she could not physically see him, she had always felt Malik's presence. Misha was lucky, so lucky, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she did not need to see to believe - Gift of Love that can bring light where there had been darkness ... 8:11 PM · Tuesday, November 10, 2009 ENTREPRENEUR~ I have applied for a job in so many places that I've finally given up looking for one. Finally, after being inspired by my dad and a few articles on the internet, I decided to start doing business! I would purchase guitars (since I know quite a lot about them) on auctions and sell them for a profit on ebay. With a small interest-free loan from my parents + some savings, I was able to purchase some stock. Since I had a very small capital, I could only afford a few guitars, these guitars aren't cheap! "Brand new or not brand new, just give it a nice polish with guitar gloss, replace the strings if required, and it's ready to reach the customers!" Epiphone Les Paul Standard GOLD Yamaha red And finally my 19-year-old guitar with very nice, vintage aged wood which I have been using for about 2 years, was sold to Mr McClelland just yesterday! Felt a little emotional about selling it but I got a pretty good price for it. Oh well... The biggest pleasure in doing this business is that I get to "test-drive" every guitar I purchase before I sell it. Though there is always the temptation to keep them for myself! haha...Until I finish selling all my stock, I'm pretty broke at the moment. It seemed like I took a pretty big risk in starting this "business" since I've spent quite a bit on it. I could either make good money doing this or become a cpl of hundred $$$ poorer for nothing! Anyway, isn't doing business all about taking risk?! It probably makes life a little more exciting to me as well. 5:26 PM · Friday, November 6, 2009 Belonging~ How does it feel not to belong? It is like the melancholy melody of a desolate song. Do I have to face this world all alone, And live my joys and sorrows on my own? Or will I find the security loneliness stole, And a soul mate to fill my empty soul? I do not desire to be the ugly duck among the swans, Nor to be the thorned flower that grows in a daffodil lawn. Should I ever live a life in obscurity, My world would be vague and completely absurd to me. Don't spurn me and I will prove you wrong. Don't judge me, I just want to belong! K. 8:29 PM · Tuesday, October 27, 2009 Dare to take risk, dare to be remarkable, Whatever you can do or think you can, Just do it, Set no limits to what you want to achieve. All the best of luck and wishes to you in your SPM exam. May you do very well and score lots of A. You can! written and given to me, from my chemistry tuition teacher, pn.kwan. so nice of her right? ((: she gave each card with different message to each of her students, awww! thanx teacher! =D so little time left, yet my mind is mostly still occupied by something else. 11:24 PM · Saturday, October 24, 2009 A Moment of sadness.... . . I have a love story to tell, Only for the seasons to describe it well.... . . When the sun shines, I'll see your beautiful smile, Warms me like fire, And pull me up from hell.... . . When the flowers blooms, I'll see, sense and feel the charming side of you, Just having you near me, makes me happy ; though i'm feeling blue.... . . When it rains, You shed tears ; but my heart bleeds, Moments that I try making things straight, Unfortunately ; I'm only causing a break.... . . and, . When the leaves falls, I'll see an ending to a love story, Between you and me, What's left is only memories....... 1:42 AM · Thursday, October 22, 2009 Things i see but don't tell.... things you tell but don't see. 26 more days to SPM!! OMFFFFFG~!!!! 8 days(for me) of intense, pressured, nerve wrecking and very very very little sleep then its overrrr!!! woah, im thinking too far ahead, gotta focus on the exam.... HOLIDAYS!! CLASS TRIP~!!! things that motivate me and make me try to study hard xP oh gtg! gee gee gee gee gee~ XD calson stop singing that song!! 7:08 PM · Saturday, October 10, 2009 !.A haPPy Day Out.! =D this happened on the 7th of october 09. sorry for the late posting. . . =D that day supposingly the 1st day of pmr. Good for them (form 3s). XD , we went to school because our physic's teacher pn.noorliah need us to help her, she need to ''teach'' in front of the 'pegawai something'(judge), where she is competing for Guru Cemerlang... . . Cheyh.. but the true reason we go to school is because that day was also our good friend alfian's birthday.haha.!! . ~~There...... Dunno which one.?? kayla show u closer..... ~~obviously ''alfian'' is a malay guy's name. xD . . After all the ''lakonan mengajar pn.noorliah'' was finish, around 11am like that la, we went to u-one at usj, played futsal there. . we have 3 drivers.hehe. dheep, chris, and gautham. 11 people went with cars and with ben koo meeting us there. he ponteng school la what else.. >.< . . . . ~~i followed dheep's car. we changed in the car to save time. xD xD . i'll show you how.. well.. i won't use myself as example though. let dheep teach you how. =) . . Firstly....... Zip-Zip Snap-Snap....... TaaaaDaaaa.!!! ^^ Chien Pong did it much faster. xD Feeling care-free to smile for the camera.lol. ........................! . . . . . Here are some highlights of what happened during our 'almost 2 hours' futsal period. . Whoops... sorry for ALL the ''Gays'' pictures. Uploaded wrong i guess.... Here to straight things upp... That was before they realise i was snaping pictures of them... ....See what happens when they realise..haha... From left to right :- faeq, dheep, tham, chris, alfian, cp From left to right :- (top) - cp, calson, vi june, alfian, me, izari, ND, faeq, tham (bottom) - chris, dheep One More.... snap snap . those two pictures above are nice, sadly Ben Koo had to be the cameraman. . . . Here's one with him in the picture.hehe.. they had to remain their pose for almost a minute waiting for me to set the camera's timer and waiting for the timer to ticks off. xD xD . . worth posing la.haha.. Good Friends are difficult to find and here's one u can call good friends. . . to conclude the day... here's the score-line..haha.. . . Team Alfian (4) -chris -dheep -faeq -ND -tham . . -lost too- xD . . Team YewHan (5) -cal -izari -vi june -CP -bk . . . ....we certainly enjoyed ourselves that day.! (^_^) 1:19 AM ·