A Dose of Music for The Soul

When the day tones down absolutely,

It is time to recap from our daily reality,

Has the day treated us normally?

Have we achieved all in our ability?

Have we performed amazingly?

Were we treated fairly?

Or has it been a day of major anomaly?

Where we have been hammered chaotically,

And when everything malfunctioned automatically,

It is best to tune in to musical serenity,

Music that lulled you beautifully,

Music that calms your soul gracefully,

Making you certain that the coming day will be better faithfully,

I believe sincerely,

Even at times of uncertainty,

With the right notes of melody,

We will be able to dwell in our lives graciously,

And to live everyday not tearfully but always happily.

Hereby, I end this with a coaxing lullaby.  

A Eulogy of Missing (Part 2)

One shall never know love, until he or she has surrendered to it,

You have definitely submitted yourself to a LOVE,

Which has given you life,

A life where being with him is like going to a place you have never been before,

Where you need not make plans anymore,

Cause you are actually living,

For once in your life,being with him makes you feel that you need not fight so hard at being happy,

It could just happen,

Alas, it was all short-lived,

The Love that has left you desiring for nothing more,

Has too left you stunned in disbelief,

Promises left unkept,

Dreams crushed into oblivion,

Leaving you with pain and hurting beyond any reasonable comprehension,

With you feeling alone and vulnerable in a tiny room,

With you feeling scared that if you walked out of the room,

You will never feel the rest of your life,

The way you felt whenever you were with him,

Being with him is like the greatest plan ever made,

But now you had nothing to do with it,

You have been ripped away from so unjustly,

From the love that was once so epic,

Nothing could have hurt you more as much as his reaction and action  to that same experience,

Wishing you could tell him, 

That you still love and miss him so,

Yet you knew too well that voicing it out your misses can only cause,

More pain, more tears,shuns  and harsh remarks even from your loved ones,

If they could only picture you crying and telling everyone you are fine,

Or immersing themselves in your tear filled hopeful heart,

Words that need saying, feelings that need to be delivered,

Knowing that you could not do it,

Let me kindly help in conveying your missing,

Than having yourself locked up inside every single time,

Hoping that all that have been filed inside you heart reaches him,

********to be continued*********

Video by charmed 1302

To Sir With Love

Dear Mr. David Lee,

From 1999 since I first met you,

You have kept me under watch,

From my hair to my grades,

Color of my hair has been seasonal,

From blue to blond, from orange to silver, curly, dread locked and straightened,

Million thanks to your guidance, my grades are kept under a passing season,

Never did you shun away from delivering,

At times when I was down for the worst,

You delivered wisdom and guidance beyond my imagination,

Your passion of patience never ceases to my admiration,

You were an avid sportsman,

From the field to the courts,

You are always there for the cheers,

We have not met for any more soirees or drinks since I last graduated,

Last we chatted was online, you were positively cheerful,

Last time I heard too, you were still battling the cancer gallantly,

Yet, News from our fellow friend today has me rendered silent,

I cannot say it aloud so it is words from my heart that I sincerely convey,

Dear Sir, My educator and also my friend,

Your battle will always inspire me that Fighting is the way of live,

Which has kept me fighting all this time,

Rest in Peace dear Sir,

God does love you more,

God knows you deserve peace after all these years of relentless efforts,

I am in deep remorse for not being able to pay my last respects,

So, through my modest blog, 

I pray you have eternal Peace and Loving,

My sincerest condolences to your family,

I am sure God will be watching over your family with His Undying Love and Guidance,

You will be missed David, always.

I leave you now with  tears in my eyes, a prayer in my heart and a song in your tribute.

Down My Memory Lane

After a morning of having my Adiddas  Game permeated with fresh fishy smell in Selayang,

With fatigue and hunger pang ringing,

I dragged my withered soul to Jalan Cenderai, Bangsar,

Half an hour walk from Taman Pantai, where I used to stay,

I recalled fondly now of a place I used to love and dearly missed,

Aunty Christina, I am back!!!! As I stepped up, my heart missed a bit when I saw a familiar motherly face, "Leng chai" how are you?!!!!! Where have you been? Oh, you looked slimmer, I happily and without shame answered" Here to gain some back today Aunty" Ordered my usual Sarawak Laksa, peppered pig stomach soup, And speechless as I pointed excitedly at  my favorite "Kacangma", Portions for ? and I showed her my peace sign, It was not long before the my Sarawak Laksa arrives

Thin rice noodles garnished with sliced omelette, poached shrimp and shredded chicken, coriander and cruhcny sprouts, Brought together by a semi spicy soulful broth thicken by a touch of coconut milk, Oh, this hits the spot at so many levels Balanced broth's thickness, controlled spiciness and for those enticed with spicier Laksa,  Do help yourself to a generous homemade sambal belachan , For those fancying a little adventurous, there are some calamansi limes to aid your quest for acidity, Next comes my steaming bowl of peppered pig stomach soup, It is unlike a lot of peppered soup that I have tried, this broth packs a punch, For being overdosed in pepper, it's a credit, For using pig bone's broth, a bonus, For more than 10 pieces soft luscious pig's an extra bonus, For costing only RM(Ringgit Malaysia) 5.00 it is a definite 'Gold rush' Pleasant heat that can blast away any chilly mood last but not least , my kacangma, It is a traditional dish from Sarawak utilizing dried and crushed chrysanthemum leaves as the star, Every month Aunty Christina will have the bounty for this recipe, the leaves to be specially flown in from Sarawak This dish boasts the slight bitterness of the leaves, a fragrant hint of  sauteed smashed ginger, Home made rice wind packs an "oommphh" for the dish, The chicken used are not your usual chickens, Not that they have an extra comb but they are the special bred of chickens, Where the flesh does not get tough from stewing but fork tender instead, For the finale, douse the stew with some Sarawak thick and sweet soya sauce and serve with some hot steaming fluffy rice, An absolute ORGASM IN MY MOUTH!!!! Summing up the first part of my Saturday Aunty Christina, I am so touched that you remembered me , And keeping the your touches ever Original and Magical at the same time, Even when patrons sat to 'dap toi' , they can't stop staring at me, When I walloped all three 'double portion' magic of yours in a spree, As I fondly recall my stroll down this Memory Lane, I promise next time I will be back again for another three!!!! Aunty Christina's modest board of advert A testament to your Magic, Aunty Christina; yet you are ever humble

Dear God, Send Her Your Angels and You can Use Mine too

As I was seeking for some inspiration by scrubbing,

Then I saw a message in the pending,

From who, I was guessing,

It was your name on the listing,

Asking me to lend my big ears for some ranting,

For you I am always ready for some listening,

My mind was churning,

What my dear friend could be doing,

Alas, I finally see it coming,

For again you are crying,

And again you are hurting,

On top of your seventy waves of missing,

A comedy that is starred by someone in reminiscence can send you tearing,

The someone who kept you smiling,

The someone who have kept you laughing,

The someone whom also have left you crying,

Spiraling to a point of breaking,

When you cannot stop forgetting,

And all these while you have been suffering,

Even putting yourself up for endless scolding,

Yet, this needs no realizing,

You have my never ending understanding,

How I am wishing to offer my shoulders for leaning or biting,

And my arms for comforting,

For you who is always battling,

Wishing that in your stead I am the one crying,

Enough rambling from me now and I am sincerely praying,

That if my soul is sought by God for keeping,

He would be up for some bartering,

My soul for the your tears & suffering,

Til the time comes I have promises to be keeping,

To keep you from crying,

Dear Merciful God, I am begging,

Send your Angels to keep her shielded from more hurting,

Grant her strength to be rising not falling,

Shine her your warmth that is comforting,

For the world; to me; is a much better place to live in with her smiling.

Now that I feel better, time for some resting.

Hoping that her smile will bring the sun shining,

And I can do my shopping!!!

A song for The Angels to tune in to; and be en route to you Dear Friend 

Fighting for What's Worth

Here Comes the Boom 2012

The Story:

The story circles around a devoted high-school teacher who risks his life, soul and limbs too as a mixed martial arts fighter to rescue his high school's music program. 

When Scott Voss(Kevin James) was in his prime, he was a collegiate wrestler boasting some impressive moves. Scott has grown indifferently as an educator where his least efficient tardiness and teaching methods have him spiraling to major nothings. News that his school is cutting out all the extra curricular activities immediately due to budget constraint spurs shim into actions. What this pathetic 42 year old high school teacher could possibly  do raise up the money to save the schools music program from being abolished? 

When he learnt that some MMA (Mixed Martial Arts) fighters can just earn $10,000 by just losing in the ring, Scott did all it takes to get back into shape and submitting himself to a series of humiliating beatings and of course humorous events; there can't be Kevin James without some humor(or a lot) just to ensure his students will be able to continue with their astounding musical feats.

This is no doubt a comedy in the first glance, however, things take a turn when Kevin James embarks on  his hilarious yet touching journey of being bashed up, which leads to fighting for a reason. This movie is graced by some UFC'c commentator Joe Rogan(ex-Fear Factor Host) and top line UFC fighters such as Wanderlei Silva (the Axe Murderer) and Mark Munoz(Philipino wrecking Machine). Kevin James stops at nothing even for his endless advances on his sexy colleague Salma Hayek.Lets bring the BOOM!!!

The Casts:

Kevin James

Salma Hayek

Henry Winkler

Greg Germann

Joe Rogan

Gary Valentine

Trailers

Official Trailer (HD)

&

One more time just for laughs

Everyday we have  battles to fight,

We never settle for losses,

Cause we are all sore losers in a sense,

However, we do not fail even when we fall,

If we are strong enough to drag ourselves back to our feet,

Knowing that every beating we took is worth it,

Knowing that the cause is worth every little bit of sacrifices made,

Knowing that one's sweat and tears can put a smile on others.

Knowing that we learn in every way possible; even from movies.

Have a blessed and happy Wednesday, dear friends and readers!!!!

Today Ain't a Day for Rejoice

Monday has  never  been my day of choice,

When you hurl your bombs, I find protections against those are scarce,

Wish that for protection I had a Golden Fleece,

For now I just have to take it in the face,

While some others have tears streaming down their face,

I am still fit  for the race,

Hoping my lunch appointment will be of better balance,

And of good consequence,

Yet it turned out to be of utter condolence,

All I could swallow was sarcasm and farce,

Thank God, image of your smiling your face passed in a glance,

If not , someone could have seriously been tossed over the fence,

With screwed up meetings digest able due to its acceptance,

Came back to Check if the Devil back home was in compliance,

Too soon my confidence slips away as I lay low my conscience,

As several landmines have been planted during my absence,

First time smack has been painful for the Devil's defiance,

I strode out for some self pain deliverance,

But a came a familiar sound of reminiscence,

Face the Pain

by Stemm

Video by: Nikki Baugher

As I mercilessly took it out on the punching bag with diligence,

Regretting after an hour of dominance, 

As pains and cramps crept up to my grimace,

Fine, Monday has been really been my vice,

For Tuesday for now I reserve my voice,

Secretly hoping it will be of more forbearance.

Not only for me but everyone out there that shares the same significance.

*Praying that Tuesday will not be a Tiu-day as a friend has so eloquently quoted.

Another borrowed image: a cute little girl; praying sincerely

Loss for Words

Words come in the form of writing,

Text messaging,

Emailing, or these days Whatsapping,

When saying it  can be sickening,

I can only totally see a good will in the making,

Of sending words of warm well wishes is not considered an act of stalking,

Nor return of a favor was in the seeking,

Never be bothered by what the wish receiver is thinking,

Or the types of instigating they have been receiving,

Context of words got lost in simple understanding,

I  now have an epiphany coming,

The ideas start flowing,

With everything  in successful rhyming,

I believe you have done too much thinking,

Yet, you do not deserve an ounce of blaming,

You have my full supporting,

Being you is not easy where every day is a-battling,

Please, no more emotion for the brewing,

I will irregardless;if you are up for it, welcome more ranting,

Though it is better for you to sip a good  coffee in the morning,

But for now better get some good resting by sleeping,

Enjoy the beautiful dreams my angels are weaving,(I hope)

Then waking up to some silly smiling,

Though I will still be in mourning,

Cause sadly for some people, words got SO LOST in translating,

When proper respect and courtesy is your only meaning,

Too bad they are not grasping,

So screw them and here instead is a song worth listening.

*Cheers dear friend

I am up for some criticizing,

If my writing is not of your liking,

Just no more crying, more smiling!!!

And good morning!!!!!

Now I gotta too get some resting,

Or I will need to stand by for some at work creaming!!!!

Oh yeah, I am still rhyming!!!

My Culinary Calender 2013

January Chow-ed down Hokkaido Scallops:2 ways	February Garibaldi Italian Restaurant (Consent gotten; date unknown)   Hippo’s Homemade and Packed  Sesame Almond Brittles for Friends Delivery (FOC) Stainless steel 2 door oven; welcome to my life. you and I shall go a long way :)
March Authentic Traditional Japanese Cuisine   Place: To be sourced and any recommendations?	April Repayment: long due Chocolate Fondue
May Homard Lobster	June Fugu:Anyone?
July Mahi-mahi Time	August Only Desserts Month
September Spanish Tapas	October Korean BBQ
November Viva la France	December My own Roasted Christmas Turkey

February 2013

Sigh...no time for yee sang,too late for some last minute ingredient orders. Guess the sesame almond brittles will have to do. Sincere apology dear friends, but do kindly look forward to the sweet crunchy goodness nestled in a can with love. 

Plan months ahead = New lesson learnt

Oven will be up for testing ETA 96 hours.....Warghhhh...

Update as at 24/01/2013: 

Kenwood Food Processor: Please work with me....I need you. see you this Saturday. You and I have some bonding .

Love you Mum for the hassle of packing my dinosaur over. Your love will too be tasted all around.