If walls could speak....

This is a personal blog regarding my own views and experience. Primarily to mirror myself in time. You are welcomed to read, but you may need more insight to understand whats in here. Life can Push us around, it can also play you around. We all have difficulties in life, but some time its best to reflect on what we ourselves has gone through to understand the magnitude of our journey in this short life. Enjoy! :)

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Gain more!

Yay for the first time in my life I gain alot in malaysia well 3 kgs actually, but gaining is the whole idea behind it. Im officially over 50! wee! *victory dance* at this rate ill hit 60 in two years! *dance* that is if it doesnt accelerate... I wonder if I can stop it later.... *looks at belly* who cares! wee!

This is a good sign that I have made a good choice in my life. To let go is to gain! Dum di dum. Ok so now my next conquest is to make my wallets fatter I wonder if I can achieve that hmmm.
Maybe if I follow this simple rules that I have outlined for my self I can achieve it one day. When who knows!

1) Keep thinking that you have no money.
2) repeat number 1.
3) same as the above.
4) Girls are expert on spending money. Boys just dont know how to hold money.
5) Think of money and money will come to you.
6) No money no food! no food you go thin! diets dont fall under this logic.
7) Time is money. Money isnt time.
8) Money is root to all evil. The tree is only 1/3 rd of the roots. So keep the evil underneath the surface. muhahahhahahha
9) No matter how much money you have you cant buy love! So never expect love to be on discount!
10) If your not rich by now. You wont ever be, so get over it and dont waste money lar!

Indra saying good nite. And may you gain your happiness as I did gaining 3 Kgs. Good nite!

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Simple things in life

I am quite depressed today, for the week maybe the months before. But in this exact moment I tend to take a break and look at what has recently made me feel better. One of it is receiving an honest thank you from my uncle, just because I help pickup his father, from the bus stop one morning. I didn't think much of the thing really, It was also my responsibility to pickup my grand father, but I think I understand why he thanked me. I would have thanked someone who picked up my father too.

I have this tendency to switch shoes. It helps me understand a given situation better. In this particular situation I would never know whats its like to thank my nephew for taking care of my father, coz he's not here anymore. The more I could feel how great full my uncle felt he still has a healthy father. The simplest things I did that meant so much to me, as it was for my uncle. And to this day, that short thank you is enough to make me feel valued and happy to be of assistance to my family.

I keep reminding my self theres a reason im here in Malaysia not Japan. And one of them is to help my family while I still can.

Indra Saying Good night.

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Monday, November 10, 2008

Emotions are colors of the walls.... we slash them here and there and watch them fade.....

Hello. Long time no see. Well actually no write. Since the past post, Ive been busy, writing here and there pressured here and there. And one thing I dont work well under pressure. But I play well under pressure! LOL. That been said, some times I feel I have to tell my self dont ever make small cheaptalk targets in your life. Once you get them you tend to feel bored. Great big targets make you dull before you get them and after you get them you feel bored. But when you dont get them you hit your head on the keyboard and roll your face on it in frustration. So in short... No targets brings you adventure. Any target is torture. Getting your to your target doesnt make you any better than before.

Life is like this. Helping and going. Asking if your getting your money worth. Asking if you have earned whats actually given, doing with out thinking of the payment. And at the end of the month balance the bank books in hopes your out of the reds..... Is this what Life has becomed?

Bored, and lonely is a bad combination in any story. Bored coz the saying been there, done that comes into mind.

Where do I go from here? Maybe to over there. But more of the question of where. When Do I get there? Why the Hell should I go? But if its just to replace the boredom that has become of me Id be better here than any where else.

I think my lifes is just like scratching on a prison wall. Counting the days..... to what? I dont know. Just to count how many days have passed. Who knows maybe the scratches will fill up all the walls, up, north south west and east. Confined only in my mental mind. But some times confinedment will make us appreciate even more about the chances we will be given.

Till today, I feel, happy to be here. Sad to all the dreams that went up in flames, and still unsure of reality and how to accept it. Its like waking up. When we had a nightmare, we would be glad we are up. But if it was a wonderful dream we'd be angry it ended. But when you wake up from a dream that has gone up in flames with your own doings.... your just glad its over. Back to the drawing board.

As Ive grew, the echo of being independent becomes louder and louder. Never rely on any one but yourself. The more the people the least chance something is to get done. Ive seen that in my life. But I must say there were exceptions. Where we cant be Independent all by our selves. No man is an Island. And Time heals alls pains....