C'est Belle
from A Jolly AffairStill Life Matters
If there were no boundaries marked out by Man, will we still get a sense of space?
Everything falls into its own place even if Man doesn’t move them.
We all fit somewhere.
Sometimes, you need imperfections to work more effectively.
When two things come together, something will always be left out.
When you focus only on one thing, you lose detail on others.
Having the best tool but no knowledge of use is just as futile.
There is a bigger and brighter world beyond one’s solitary existence.
Everything has its purpose.
Photographs taken at Marina Bay Driving Range.
A Foe
I make people mull at their misfortune, or wallow in self-pity. Because of me, they feel that they’d been treated fairly, or that they don’t deserve whatever administration given. Sometimes, I stir up your emotions, so that it will consume logic and mess up your mind. I make you see what you want to see and anyone who tries to hurt me will make you get bitter and angry. I will only get stronger as you grow older, because there’s more you stand to lose if I’m gone. Yet as you keep me by your side, you become increasingly disillusioned, thinking you are making progress when you are merely marching on the same spot.
Who am I?
The name is Pride.
When reading gets too deep
Lately, you might noticed I haven’t posted much writing, sharing relatively more on my culinary pursuits. Well, I’ve stopped reading and writing for a while, because I think all those dark plots are messing up my mind a little. I have a question for everything I read and watch, which subsequently leads to more questions and then I end up with a hyper-active brain. Not good because I get all emotional over issues that aren’t even real!
Geez, welcome to the world of fiction.
Raspberries Strawberries Yoghurt Ice Pops
Dessert Menu
- Raspberries Strawberries Yoghurt Ice Pops
Rhubarb is quite a favourite in Australia, but since I can’t find it here, I replaced them with strawberries instead.
This is a healthy and not-to-sweet dessert, something you’d like on a hot afternoon!
Cold Noodles with Pan-friend Chicken Breast (Japanese Style)
Dinner Menu
- Japanese Cold Noodles with Pan-fried Chicken Breast
Domestic-Goddess-Wannabe is one step closer to making yummy, healthy food.
How does this look?
A Special Box
Before: Nokia Communicator mobile phone box
After: See below
The front
The back
Total time spent: 3 hours
What do you think?
The Memory Keeper’s Daughter
A relationship cannot last where lies exist in between.
That’s what I’ve gained from this moving book by Kim Edwards. Although it’s fiction, the emotions are very real.
It’s a story that is plagued with loss, regret and neglected love. How one man’s decision could change the lives of so many people after.
Norah was a young lady when she married David, who was several years older than her. One blizzard night, he was forced to deliver his own twins. His son, born first is perfectly healthy, but he immediately recognised that his daughter has Down Syndrome. He asked his nurse, Caroline, to take the baby girl away to an institution, but instead she ran away and raised the child somewhere else. With this secret hanging between Norah and David, their marriage became punctuated by silences and infidelity.
The secret that David held cemented the wall he erected between his wife and himself. He shrank into his world of photography, capturing images of children, and his own son, growing up; photographing his wife as if she was part of the bigger landscape, all in his guilty attempt to fill up the space where his daughter would have been. And Norah, completely oblivious to the truth, misunderstood his lack of affection and communication, eventually seeking the company of other men to replace what she missed.
It’s sad, and haunting, because as I watch the couple grow apart from each other, and Paul (their son) transforms from a gaggling baby to a talented musician who is ready to live his own life, I also see the parallel lives of Caroline and Phoebe (Paul’s twin sister) and wonder what could have been. I realise time does not grant anyone mercy. Norah cannot relive the growing years of a child whom she has always grieved but never knew lived, even though those moments should have belonged to her. So many questions of “what if” fill the spaces in between the words, and it is this sense of betrayal, and the desperate longing to have another chance at the past that leaves me submerged in the fear of the unknown.
Things will never be the same again, and this blatantly harsh reality impregnates my heart with tears of regret right to the last page.
Figuring it out
Growing up is a long and arduous journey, of trying to figure out what’s right and wrong, what’s good and bad. I’m still trying to understand the world, building my principles, and being certain what I want in life.
Hello World
Like a new born child, this page marks the beginning of a new life, a fresh start.
