Thursday, December 15, 2011

Rain ~ from my journal

The last two months, it was raining all day long. The road was sloppy and wet. The nights were cold and even the days were cold. Whenever the sun comes around people would quickly wash their clothes and hang them to dry.

But the sun was not there for long. As if he just came to glimpse and say hello, he would leave then. It was difficult when the clothes were damp and people had  to dry it using the fan. Some days, people had trouble because they couldn't wash clothes at all. It rained all day.

At night, if it rains, it is cold. People tend to find something to warm their body. Maybe a hot cup of chocolate. Children enjoys if it rains at night. They like it very much. They snuggle into their cozy bed and have a warm good night sleep.

But for the adults, they don't like the rain pouring down everyday. There were flash floods everywhere. Some people living in the low land had to move to shelter. Even the cities are flooded sometimes.The earth is soggy and landslides occur. Even crops suffer because there was too much water.

When it rains in the morning, it is difficult for people to wake up and leave to work. The coziness they feel makes them want to sleep more. People don't want to get stuck in the traffic when it rains in the morning.

Probably, it would snow instead of rain here. Maybe in another 50 years. Maybe at that time, people won't be sleeping in their cozy beds. They would be outside, throwing snowballs at each other.

Monday, December 12, 2011

Home Made Nellikai Pickle

Sweet, sour, spicy and a little salty. That is my Nellikai (Indian Gooseberry) Pickle. I just did it this evening after coming back from work. When I was cooking the gravy, the whole house smelt of pickle. 

Now it's done and the Nellikai is soaked in the gravy. Should be in the jar for a week and then I'll get to taste my Nellikai Pickle.

My first attempt to make pickle. Of course my mum was standing beside me and supervising. ^_^. Now that it's soaking in the sweet sourish spicy salty gravy, I hope it comes out well after seven days. So Mr.Mold....please don't taste my pickle before I do. Pleaseeee.....

I made sure I dried the ingredients well. No room for moisture!! And I even washed and dried the pickle jar. I wiped it like 5 times. So Mr. Mold....please don't disappoint me. Can't wait to taste my Nellikai Pickle.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Christmas @ MidValley

Some photos of Christmas decoration at MidValley. Photographs by Satya. I feel like I'm in Wonderland. It feels like Christmas already.... I want my fruitcake...^_^

 I thought I saw a bunny hiding under the bushes...

 Where shall I hang my socks?
 I want present from Body Shop!!!

 In the spirit of Christmas, so both of us are wearing red and green. Ho Ho Ho!!

 While I find my way out of this garden maze, I shall pick some berries.

Presents for them...what about me!!

Good huh. Thanks to our photographer Satya. Makes u feel like want to come here rite. So what are you waiting for come shop at MidValley and snap some photos. 

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Not A Friend At All

" A teenage girl assaulted her friend with a helmet before ordering two men to rape the victim while she watched in a forest near a highway....." ~ read today's Star Paper.

I can't believe it!! How could a 14 year old have such a disgusting idea to take revenge on her friend. What kind of friend is she? Such a horrid thing to read in the paper. What is happening to our youngsters these days.

Her motive is believed to be jealousy ....... because her boyfriend had been flirting with the victim. Oh come on, dump that guy and get someone else. Not order men to rape your friend. And now you will soon end up in jail.

If this 14 year old kid could do such a thing, image how kids will be thinking in future. What happen to all our religious teaching, moral teachings or whatever good ethics they are teaching at home and school. Why are people behaving to savagely these days. Especially a young girl in this case.

Ruining other people's life doesn't make u feel better. But it makes things worse. We gain nothing from it, so no point of revenge if you are going to live life feeling guilty at the end.

Guess we have to be really careful when choosing friends and trusting someone. Also think before you act!

A Journey Called Life

Sharing a forwarded e-mail from my inbox. ^_^

A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. "What food might this contain?", the mouse wondered. He was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.

Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed this warning : "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it." The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

The pig sympathized, but said, "I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray.. Be assured you are in my prayers."

The mouse turned to the cow and said, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."

So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap . . . Alone.. .. ..

That very night a sound was heard throughout the house the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey.

The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it. It was a venomous snake whose tail was caught in the trap.

The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital. When she returned home she still had a fever. Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup. So the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient:

But his wife's sickness continued. Friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig. But, alas, the farmer's wife did not get well...

She died. So many people came for her funeral that the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them for the funeral luncheon.

And the mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.
So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and you think it doesn't concern you, remember, when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.