D' Musing Thoughts...

Sometime I should lower my shield to look beyond it. You may ask why, my answer to that is simple, because I want the world to see what it is like to live inside the world of someone who has a roller coaster life.  As they said life is just like a roller coaster, there are up’s and down’s that we have to go through. I am a very determined woman,  I love my family and friends, I try to treat the people the way I want to be treated,  I believe in giving respect to get respect,  I hate a liars , I love to smile ,  I’m adventures ,   bake ,cook, blog.  That’s just me, full of me.  Now I am not looking at me only but others around me.I do extend my support and hands to others when they need my shield. My family as in my extended families, I feel now all of us are going through some of the worst nightmare in our life. A tipsy-turvy coaster ride I guess. Each of us are in a situation that we never expected would happen to us. But as a family we all are holding together shielding each another

I’m not why suddenly I had some thoughts of old school days. During my primary school days, I had been quiet and obedient student. But there were some time I got punishment for some reason if I think about it now it makes me laugh as it was some silly things. We had a class which that subject was not thought on that day. Teacher absent and another teacher replaced. Books were borrowed from the neighbouring class and I tend to have my best friends book. After our classes we returned the books back and i wrote in that book a message to my friend. I guess it was not me as I didn’t scribble as someone else had scribbled other books that they borrowed. In that issue I was also called out as it was a scribble where else I left a message. We had to stand outside the class along with those who actually messed the book felt embarrassed in that situation. If only my mother would have known about it, I would have got more. But I didn't mention about it at all. We had to apologize to the owne

Read a news where woman had an intuition to combine a series numbers derived from a shopping receipt and won 7.7million in the Toto 4D Jackpot (Malaysian Jackpot). Sometimes intuition works in a way that we ourselves don't realize.

Sometimes it's good to donate. Doesn't matter type of donations could be in any form. There are people out there who are in desperate needs not only money but for health purpose. Today we had a blood drive campaign in my workplace. There were emails and fliers sent out encourging everyone to be a part of it. I was not confirm of participating. As the day came I totally forgot about it but my instinct just would not let me go. I have a habit of giving when people are in needs and it doesn't matter for what. So I completed my form and got myself checked. The nurses prepared me and they flushed my blood from my veins.They managed to harvest 1 pint from me. Damn ! I feel good within myself as I saw them labelling the pack and keeping it in the cold box. I told myself as my blood takes it's journey and will help another person. I thank my body for having enough blood to help others and I thank myself to donate some part that belongs to me. Sharing for caring always comes in

It's a strange morning. The fact that it's just Wednesday.Do might I have something to do with it, but not entirely. Not sure of it either ! I'm just filled with feelings that were buried deep along with my thoughts that I thought I'd forget are surfacing now. Emotions and memories that were easy to put aside are not easy when recollected. The mind is a strange little creation of teh great God. A lot of times I tend to underestimate its ability to remember things. Sometimes things are so trivial, details are so unimportant, that it challenges its existence in itself to me. My own thoughts plays me out most of the time. As I nod off on my way to work, I remember people whose faces I've seen somewhere but can't fathom why I want to see them again, talk to them or be around them again. They say that sometimes it makes a lot of sense to talk to complete strangers. They give you an unbiased perspective.I've had the most interesting of conversations with total st

A just click of a button took me along the path of photography. My first ever camera was when my aunt gave me a film camera. I started clicking away at the age of 12. I don’t think my aunt actually knew she helped to create a passion within me that would never die. I’ve only fallen deeper in love with photography.  Unknowingly, my aunt taught me that I could capture a single moment in time that would last forever, with just a click of a button. Photography love, Photography life, Photography as become part of my life. I love photography because it allows me to be creative, gives me the freedom to manipulate an image into whatever creative vision is floating in my mind at that particular moment when I am taking a picture. I love it so much as it allows me to hold on to memories and feelings that the picture expresses. When am attached to my camera, I click away everything in my reach.It would be tempting to capture every moment that happens in front of me as I could refrain myself wit

My sister bought a new book by jean ure-ice lolly.It has this caption that facinated me to blog it.  As the wished how she could be like a iced lollies. Frozen in time not to worry and care for anyone. Things could be easier if just I could stop feeling. If only I could freeze like an ice lolly it won't hurt so much though, thinking about those who are with us.

I was out for dinner with my brother and my best friends. We had a discussion on sound,as my brother was saying he had peaceful life with any sound and good sleep when he was back home. Coming to the city, the noises were untolerable and he could not be peaceful. His apartment near to the road and the motorbike sounds were really annoying.He had to seal all this window with sound proof boards to keep away from the sounds. Then aunty my friend's mom in law was saying that , at those day as her father was a staiton master and they lived near to the train station. They were too adapted to the train sound till they could not sleep with hearing those rains pass by. When she got married and moved on to smaller town which was calmer and peaceful, she found it difficult. There two groups of people who are sound proof and non-sound proof. These type of people could tolerate any kind of sounds and adapt to it. Where else the non-sound proofed people are more prone to uncomfortability and unt

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Treadmill walk - 30mins Distance : 1.9km Calories : 5.5 Speed : 4.5 Incline : 10