Friday, 29 July 2011


As you red this (not sure how many of "you" are doing so), I am
wondering again about my hobby in writing. Yes, I like to write, I
enjoy writing and playing with words and coming up with catchy,
creative, sometimes humorous phrases. Some of you even suggested that
I should start writing a book...hmmm, I never thought I would.

To date, I have four (4) blogs. Yes. You read it right. To date, I
have four (4) blogs. Well, let's put it this way - In the beginning,
there was only one. Then, I thought I should have a different space
for a different group of readers, exploring different topics. Then,
maybe another new perspective should be expressed in a different
style. And then, my circle of friends expanded, so did my blogging
horizon. Now, out of 4, 2 are halfway active, the other 2 are taking a
unlimited break. However, I do love going back to these pages and
reading them and, actually understand the "me" before. Think.

About the "book", maybe a poetry collection. I am no good at fiction.
I enjoy reading those novels out there, but when it comes to creating
one, I am too factual. And yet, writing a factual book, I am not sure
what area of facts I should explore. So far, the only facts you read
are my random thoughts, scattered ideas, complicated emotions, and at
times incoherent rantings. Still, you read them, bless you!

If my life were a story book, it is definitely not a romance.

It could be a picture book, it could be a travel literature, it could
be a self-help...I am yet to define it.

All right, this is going nowhere, but thanks for reading anyway =)

Tuesday, 19 July 2011

Be Still, My Soul

This hymn is so beautiful and I only felt like being on knees and "be still".

"Be Still, My Soul"
by Catharina von Schlegel, 1697-?
Translated by Jane Borthwick, 1813-1897

1. Be still, my soul; the Lord is on thy side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul; thy best, thy heavenly, Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

2. Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.

3. Be still, my soul, though dearest friends depart
And all is darkened in the vale of tears;
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrows and thy fears.
Be still, my soul; thy Jesus can repay
From His own fulness all He takes away.

4. Be still, my soul; the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

Text: Psalm 46:10
Author: Catharine Amalia Dorothea von Schlegel, 1752, cento
Translated by: Jane Borthwick, 1855
Titled: "Stille, mein Wille"
Composer: Jean Sibelius, b. 1865, arr.
Tune: "Finlandia"

Thursday, 14 July 2011

He Called Me BABY

Have you ever wondered why someone would call a person "baby? I often
wonder about that.

As far as I know, I am my mum's "baby" - her most beloved daughter,
noone can replace. In fact, I am listed as "honey baby" on her
phonebook...oops, don't throw up as yet. Other than that, I am
nobody's "baby".

In the past few years, one or two men have called me "babe" or "baby",
all to do with mingling amongst ang mo. But then again, at times I was
not sure if those endearments were truly endearment or mere
"condescending". Anyway, I just played along. So, further to "babe"
and "baby", I got "dear" and once, "darling". Hahahahah!

O, we are talking about men addressing me with those endearments. As
for my girl friends and all other lovely ladies, it is always love,
lovely, gorgeous, dear, sweetheart...I think I like sweetheart. My
English mum and dad often call me "sweetheart"...I think that's very
sweet indeed.

Well, last night, I received this simple email from ...ehem, a man.

"Go to sleep baby!"

Nope, not my father or brothers or boyfriend or anyone close...but
someone I know... =)