Sunday, March 15, 2009

The Rainmaker

My mum calls me The Rainmaker, not because i remind her of the John Grisham novel but because, its always raining when i arrive or it starts to rain when i'm about to leave home,some believe its a good omen. I'm just not too sure why.

The weekend was fantastic, i drove home after a super long friday,left the island at about 10pm and was home in the nick of time (15mins to midnight) just to blow candles and wish Girish.

Family lunch was abso-fucking-lutely lovely, it was great just to break bread together, laugh and have animated conversations. Beekins and Reena made an effort to be present and that by itself said a lot. This family of mine is leaving yet again for another 3months at most, to complete the bridging course and the exam. Our midnight conversations will have to be put on hold for the time being.

I had this warm fuzzy feeling inside the whole time, it had been  sometime since i had seen Appu, let alone have a meal with him. Papa was of course very cute,as he loves poking everyone's food.

On the way back, i did something i hadn't done in a long long time, i slept in my mum's arms and it was serene, it made me feel like nothing in the world could spoil my moment now...nothing mattered. I guess i'll never really grow up, i'll always be my parents' baby. The funny thing is, all 3 of us are like that, with Girish being the biggest baby. He'd climb on both my parents as if he was a toddler, mind you we are talking about a 181cm 75 kg adult! Till today he cuddles my mum and dad at night; and when either Appu or I are home he loves jumping into bed with us just to chat, ask questions and share a little bit of his thoughts.

He's a wonder child. Cheers to you Girish, please remain the way you are.

Anyway, today was nothing less than special as well, as always, Mum made breakfast and Papa fussed over me...while i sat staring at the Laptop Screen cussing and groaning,they pretended not to hear a word i was saying and were cracking jokes between themselves.

M: "The temperature in the kitchen is a little high isn't it Hari?"

P: "urm...yeah..*chuckles*...yes...very hot in here la Sus, i think we should ban office work in the kitchen"

They actually thought i wasn't listening. 

I'd honestly be lost without my folks.

The next 3 months will be all work and no play, till the Bees get home that is.

Jason Tan Hon Pin and Reena Charlene Lopes,go kick some Aussie ass,ill see you guys soon.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

p53

As I write this, Muse’s Feeling Good is playing; the beauty about that song is that it is a positive song with a melancholic undertone. Perfect asymmetry.
As writing seems to be an important component of self exploration, I’ve found that music provides the perfect soundtrack to your moods and emotions, I’m in that place where indifference and serenity covers my anxiety, what better music could you think of than Gotan Project?

Do you know why most organizations rebrand?

I’ll tell you why I’d rebrand; nothing beats being able to redesign your identity, to be able to make art out of plain canvas, to be new and to be able to rebrand is ultimately being able to turn back time, now wouldn’t you trade that for anything?
Rebranding grants you a second lease on life, when I say life, I don’t mean turn back time, or undo mistakes; just teaching you how to handle the truth and making right out of a wrong situation. Most of the time,these situations are left as they are and it heads towards a downward spiral.

Reena once told me

“I’ve always thought of a life story, a memoir...but who are my target audience? Your life’s pretty interesting babe, your life could be a story”

Well, I could safely say my life was anything but mundane, how many could say that? No hang on; put me on national television and I’ll say “I’m a pretty boring person”

Most of the time all I do is day dream, and I mean dream big. As I have an affinity for reaffirming and sounding repetitive I’d like to say once again that I simple have Taste, I only want the BEST, see? Now that wasn’t too difficult to understand was it?

Musicals; have always been something that releases enormous amounts of endorphins into my stream, alongside exercise and my 3 great friends. Whenever i think back, I realise that I’ve completely locked out my really bad memories like how one would do everything to polish a scratch off a car door. I could be incredibly positive about life, and these days I nothing but think big impossible dreams (by definition of someone who is mediocre ) or in my lingo, big very plausible dreams.

Reena’s midnight chat went something like this:
R: So I was thinking maybe you can come visit bee and me once we’ve settled down in Melbourne, but that would be impossible if your leave is over...
V: Don’t worry babe, I’m sure something would pop up enabling me to be there...
R: YEAH!! You could get fired!
V: Why not hired, but this time in Melbourne? Why so bleak?
R: Bahahahahahahaahahahaha...
Yes that was literally the conversation.

I would like to think of myself as an acquired taste, like a rare bottle of vintage Pinot Noir, Foie Gras and maybe Beluga caviar.

A brief look at old me: DJ-ed at Hard Rock Moscow, thought English to an expatriate family, extremely into team sports, part nerd part juvenile delinquent, wanna-be speed racer, potential Patch Adams. I’m also quite an eccentric individual with exceptionally good taste in cars, watches and music. Could be painfully selfish and narcissistic. Still I think I get a lot of love and admiration from those who know of me.

There was a time of my life which when i really think about it, i realise that i wasn’t at all proud of whom i had become, and as clichéd as that might sound, i think thats what had made me who i am today. They say every curve ball life sends your way is meant to be an angle of evolution. I am evolving. Definitely.

I kept what i liked very much about myself and am constantly in a battle to eliminate all those things i thoroughly dislike about myself.
Perhaps we could agree upon the fact that I am a far cry from whom i used to be, a better version perhaps? Viroshini 3.0?

A very dear person to me once told me that none of us could restart with a clean slate without some amount of self bashing. Isn’t that the purpose of a clean slate?

How would you evolve without acceptance or closure?

I had an interesting conversation with a good friend of mine, who summed me up very nicely; you think highly of yourself but aren’t egoistic, impatient, loyal, laidback, ambitious, easy to get along with and loves being pampered.

Fair enough, I would agree with that summation. The only thing she left out was short tempered.
Where would I see myself going this year? Not too sure at this very moment, perhaps I should consult the Tarot card reader whom I met today at work.

Work. Now work’s pretty interesting, i meet a wide range of characters, they all add spice to my life, its quite amazing how we could grasp soo much if we used the power of observation.

I love to people watch. Its like bird watching but only you are free to use your imagination and classify into genus and species that you want, not reference books or vision aid, just you, your imagination and a whole load of people.

Sometimes, we get a knot in our stomachs it’s more of an ESP thing, it’s what happens when you are full of anticipation and someone totally teases you with the information-by of course withholding it!...

I love surprises, good ones of course and life’s full of good surprises...at least i think so, I’m a fan of Mr.Brightside remember?

When you want to get all fired up a good tune would be Wagner’s Flight of the Valkyries. Trust me on that one.

Oh by the way, p53 is actually a Guardian Genome, see what it does is that...ill continue this in about 10minutes...

Monday, March 09, 2009

Folie A Deux

That literally translates into 'Madness between two'. We'd be lucky enough if in our lifetime to ever have a moment of 'folie a deux' ...most of us go through life hoping to never encounter such a beautiful and profound moment,which could only be shared with someone soo dear to you and of course loved.

Its a matter of having the same wavelength, principles and naturally similar or opposing passions.

Last week was eventful, there were extremly beautiful moments and absolutely mind boggling ones; i don't know why i didn't make it into the top 6- thats mind boggling.

I had achieved what i intended with both my family and extended family over the last week, i remained my usual optimistic self till last thursday,which was the day i discovered they had already selected the TOP 6.

Oh well, maybe i at meant for greatness, just not as a Rookie. As beekins put it, 

"Professional drivers just don't qualify to be rookies babe!"

That aside,what really baffles me is the fact that we were told that we'd be informed personally-that was a verbal honour and too bad, it doesn't exsist in today's world, The knowledge of that had actually left me quite surprised as i thought, the younger and more exposed we are, chances are we'd honour our words; sometimes your principles are sidelined.You wouldn't have much of a spine left by the time you turn 30.

I've been trying to get my hands on Faust by Goethe...Malaysia is quite an infant,and needs some exposure,and Malaysians,just don't read enough.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Secret Smile

Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me

So use it and prove it
Remove this whirling sadness
I'm losing, I'm bluesing
But you can save me from madness

Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me

So save me I'm waiting
I'm needing, hear me pleading
And soothe me, improve me
I'm grieving, I'm barely believing now, now

When you are flying around and around the world
And I'm lying alonely
I know there's something sacred and free reserved
And received by me only

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Flight of the Valkyries

Thats one of Wagner's famous pieces,which i assume gained popularity with the masses after the much acclaimed Tom Cruise movie "Valkyrie".

Well,i just got back from my Practical/Ice Breaking session at Sunway/Shah Alam for the Red Bull Rookies. I was abso-fucking-lutely awesome! Imagine Adrenaline laced with red bull,severe competition as in competant and tough competition...tell me,whats not to like about the weekend?

Also,i had quality time, with both my folks and my extended family...Saturday was an eye opener,as i understood what the media wants...they want interesting people who play by the borders of SAFE...which i'm not soo sure i was.

Anyway, in my short interview i was asked to tell about myself and i actually said "i'm a boring person, who reads extensively, goes to the gym 3 times a week, hang out and chat over coffee with my friends and mostly work"

...thats me in present tense  but i am FAR from boring...i'm a practicing doctor who plays basketball,futsal and pool and represented my varsity in the intervarsity games in Moscow, while i was at that,i DJ-ed for a bit at Hard Rock Moscow and then went on to teach English to an Expatriate Korean Family,pretty good at paintball too...could drink like a fish at some point.

Oh well,i missed that boat...too bad...now i'll have to rebrand myself.

I want to be one of the Top 6,and something tells me,even though the competition was tough...i will be there...i am FEELING GOOD.

I'm realigning myself with my goals...till the next one.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Bali

As the title is self explainatory,we shall just get to business.

Our very tiring albeit fun journey started on the 23rd of Jan and ended on the 26th of Jan...as i type this out, i' am fighting the urge to drown myself in Benedryl...i hate, and i mean HATE being sick,makes you soo counter productive and thats not the person that i am!

Bali was the same as it was 2 years ago,but just slightly different,its probably because i'm taking everything in with a different view?

It was absolutely refreshing and of course we had a blast,i'm glad all the first timers had enoumours fun.The food was really good and Jimbaran's seafood dinner was out of this world. 

Remember how i said my walkabout starts today in my last entry?it really did start at that time,i've gotten myself a copy of Animal Farm by Orwell just to expand my view on communism and if you think about it,wouldn't you be curious to know who portrays a pig the best?

right now,my nose is blocked,i've got tears welling up in my eyes and...i've got a sorethroat!!

well...let me finish who'll cry when you die and continue enlightening you people.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

More about Walkabouts

Lets continue with the next observation;

4)I desperately need a walkabout.....lets call it 'self-preservation'.

5)I've become intolerant of stupidity, unreasonable obsessions, small talk, self pity, victim talk and certain types of humans.

6)I didn't see the 26 year old me as  the person i am today, i'm not sure of what i exactly saw,but i think it did involve being elsewhere, doing something more significant and still living the good life.

Don't get me wrong, i was made to serve and get my hands soaked in blood, its just that, i'm not sure if i should be here or someplace in Sierra Leone working in a MSF camp. 

7) As much i did enjoy bringing along my favourite vices with me, i think i should CONSIDER quitting my carcinogenic pack of 20s.

8) I have to get into a fitness regime...this means serious business and being in OPD, is giving me time to spend on getting fit from fat.

9) Sure i've conquered MRCS part 1, there's still part 2 and 3...lets not forget my ingenious plan of leaving the country.

10) Orthopedics is it i guess,its fun and it involves power drills,nuts, bolts, screws, nails and spine surgeries.

11) My walkabout starts today, with books, the discovery channel, small trips, luxurious time with loved ones, getting fit and being an honest human being.

Lets call this my declaration for now...i'm sure i'll come up with something brilliant by the end of the year,and life's been good to me of late, i've been getting my much needed cerebral orgasms with Beekins and Reena,my rekindled relationship with Azie and of course...my baby boss...she's always around to shed some light and make me Mr.Brightside whenever i need to be.By the way, we've been friends and i mean.....reeaaallllyy good friends for 8 years now.Time does fly.

In our guts (Reena, Syu and Mine) we know 2009 will be a good year...and i'm not going to make it any lesser than that.

I'll soon be sipping Mojitos on the beach...will tell you how that walkabout goes.

Walkabout

When Hitler decided to write a book, he thought of 'Mein Kempf' a very poorly written autobiography which i assume went well with the Nazis and made it to the dinner table of the Churchills.

Most of us make declarations; a very well thought through and meticulous action plan...for the benefit of 'self' of course. Very alike to Hitler's 'Mein Kempf', just without the pompousness and foolish pride.

The New Year came and went and through this time i did absolutely everything to keep myself occupied and not think of resolutions,i did however think of one very reasonable thing to do,i took my favourite vices and junkie shoes with me.

Through this time, i sat for a paper...rekindled old friendships and tried desperately to have my 'walkabout'.

Here's the thing about walkabouts...you dont learn much,infact you don't learn at all if you decide to sit yourself in the comfort of your living room and not move for about 12 hours. I mean, it is called a walkabout for a reason isn't it?

Some things i did realize was that;

1)Penang drivers are useless and tire me effortlessly.Seriously.

2) I don't like remaining idle (yeah i have work and some form of life)

3) I need to achieve something remarkable....soo abso-fucking-lutely remarkable that it would blow anyone's mind out...no really...

i shall continue this in a bit.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

26

Poker, Chablis, Junkie Shoes, Family, Pseudo-intellectuallism, Life, Aspirations, Needs, Goofing off...is how i'd describe turning 26 was.

I had a remarkable birthday, well as reens put it, "the converse dream and the good charlotte look"...yeah i totally pulled that one off.

The 4 of us- Beekins, Todler Jeff, Reena and meself had a 3 day holiday in penang of course...thanks guy.

it felt funny turning 26 biologically while being 5 yrs old in all other senses.the girls i.e homies got me a nice handbag, bee,jeffy and reens got me a pair of converse, Praveen bought me dinner and a very well improvised cake...(big apple doughnuts)!

must say,i am one lucky person...26 seems to have started on the right foot,i'm sure i'd have a lot to look forward to in 2009.

Cheers

Monday, December 01, 2008

Ain't No Mountain High Enough!

Of late i've been thinking,or reflecting on the kind of person i am.

I would like to think of myself as an Idealist...and an Optimist...definitely not a realist (my dad would vouch for this) certainly far from a pessimist.

I handle pressure very well,infact i thrive on it.Reena said something that made sense yesterday "You like being miserable!" ,that, in respect to my livelihood of course,nothing else.

My dad summed me up quite well; "Pubs have a limited number of hours called Happy Hours!, but with Roshan, every hour is HAPPY HOUR" 

No am not HUGE on alcohol,apparently i am way too lackadaisikal for my own good and extremly laid back, not an asocial (new term learnt from Ashviny-apparently Anti Social would denote someone who is against social well being i.e: Vandals, THUS asocial!) Oh and i'm ALWAYS looking to have a good time.

I've also recently learnt that i am very very sensitive, as much as i would like to think otherwise.I constantly live with certain dissatisfactions,most of which are from myself about myself and i KNOW how to handle them...its just that procrastination is my biggest vice. Coming back to being sensitive,its quite simple really, i rarely allow anyone into my inner circle and when i do, anything said or done by them does matter....see am such a sucker aren't i?

Anyway, More insights- I have simple tastes-i only want the best...its not a statement,its just a feel good factor, its for self satisfaction. As much as most people think i care about others?i really don't, don't ask me what happened to so and so and so...because i wouldn't know,seriously uninterested. 

Sometimes i wonder,are my views about life and the way i should lead my life rather peculiar?i've come to a conclusion, i'm refreshing, yes i am!...think about it seriously...

I believe in an inner locus of control, i.e: no one or nothing can be blamed for something that happens to you, because they are all subtle lessons. How you view them however pretty much is expressed in your reciprocal actions. That said, i would come off as someone with a lead shield, i do really, i would seem nonchalant,uncaring and heartless-to those who know not of me.

I believe and i mean strenly believe that life has been,is being and will be very kind to me...i would simply sum up my daily being as 'living the good life'. Not many count their blessings on a daily manner,but i do.

i am not feeling very 'Jay-Jay' today, i know why and...somehow i hate feeling this way...but someone once told me, experience it and turn it away in less than a day. 

I have 6weeks to go before my Intercolleagiate MRCS, and i am still chilling out. I need resilience and a schedule.

I can't let the sands of time slip through my fingers...no i won't allow self sabotage!

Theme song for this week: Ain't no mountain high enough by Marvin Gaye.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Bein...Tres Bein.

As we get older,we'd like to believe we've become more mature and serious about ourselves and lifes.

At this present moment i'm suppose to be sitting myself down to go through past year questions,instead i realised how dry and dreary my blog has become.I used to have people who'd faithfully read my blog on a daily basis...now even i don't visit my blog on a daily basis.

SO why not,indulge myself in some deviation thats quite fulfilling and update it?

Anyway,here are some things i've come to notice about the mass public that i deal with.They demand to be served VERY WELL at the doctors office, where on average you'd see 80 to 100 patients a day (Out Patient Dept), meaning in a span of 9 Hours (assuming you skip lunch) you are suppose to see 10-12 patients which means each patient gets on average 5mins of your time. During the span of which you aspire to give your best to them.

No seriously,i ALWAYS have a smile on my face when i deal with my patients...giving them the impression, that i'm still fresh as i was at 7.55 am that morning. SO then you get a fair deal of let downs, i.e: a young girl with multiple non-specific complaints that have no corelation what so ever, so you can either a) treat symptomatically, or b) get several tests done to ascertain you are doing the right thing. i usually choose (b), once they realise i'll need to put them through the ordeal of drawing blood, they'll come clean and say..."i just a day off"

At this point...i usually take a deep breathe and say, sure...next time just walk in and say i need the day off and DON'T LET ME WASTE 10 MINUTES LOOKING FOR A CAUSE WHICH I WOULDN'T FIND...10 minutes which belongs to a patient with heart failure perhaps?

Well,with all that discounted,i have patients who walk in after waiting for half an hour (according to turn) and start screaming at the top of their lungs- 

"What the hell is this? i'm a tax payer! i pay you YOUR salary!...how dare you make me wait for half an hour?"

And this guy had a cold, and was too cheap to buy some benedryl and panadol from the pharmacy which would've costed him RM12 and no time wasted.

See what i like about these people is that, they are the biggest bigots walking on the face of earth, they'd badger someone in the service industry for making them wait 30 minutes (not on purpose) but would not question the 'politician' or the 'ADUN' when things aren't delivered for 8 years.

I love Malaysians, especially the ones who pay me my salary.

When the next patient walked in, i still had a smile plastered on my face...and that patient didn't know if he was seeing the same doctor who delt with the earlier patient.

Anyway, as cowardly as Malaysians are...after collecting the benedryl,piriton,panadol and thymol gargle, the tax paying citizen walked in to say, 'jangan salah faham doktor, saya tak berapa sihat'...

Of course, i nodded with a smile.

Give Out What You Want Most To Come Back.

I started off this entry with something totally different and now i'm here, my attention span's too short. No regrets being in the service industry though, i'm learning something new everyday.

I guess,i don't take things too seriously...i still see the humor in al of this...i mean, imagine how stupid that guy would've felt when he realised i didn't react to his temper?

You've gotta love life!

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

SO what?

I guess i just lost my husband
I don't know where he went
So i'm gonna drink my money
I'm not gonna pay his rent (Nope)
I got a brand new attitude
And i'm gonna wear it tonight
I wanna get in trouble
I wanna start a fight

I wanna start a fight
I wanna start a fight

So so what?
I'm still a rock star
I got my rock moves
And i don't need you
And guess what
I'm having more fun
And now that we're done
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright, I'm just fine
And you're a tool
So so what?
I am a rockstar
I got my rock moves
And i don't want you tonight

Uh, check my flow, uh

The waiter just took my table
And gave to Jessica Simp- Shit!
I guess i'll go sit with drum boy
At least he'll know how to hit
What if this song's on the radio
Then somebody's gonna die
I'm gonna get in trouble
My ex will start a fight
He's gonna start a fight
We're all gonna get in a fight!

So so what?
I'm still a rock star
I got my rock moves
And i don't need you
And guess what
I'm having more fun
And now that we're done
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright, I'm just fine
And you're a tool
So so what?
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And i don't want you tonight

You weren't there
You never were
You want it all
But thats not fair
I gave you love
I gave my all
You weren't there
You let me fall

So so what?
I'm still a rock star
I got my rock moves
And i don't need you
And guess what
I'm having more fun
And now that we're done (we're done)
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright(I'm alright),I'm just fine (I'm just fine)
And you're a tool
So so what?
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And i don't want you tonight

No No, No No
I Don't want you tonight
You weren't there
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright, I'm just fine
And you're a tool
So so what?
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And i don't want you tonight

Saturday, September 27, 2008

SOS

A good musical is one that captures your attention from the very begining till the last song.

I watched a good one today, Mamma Mia...awesome,it was.

Confusion sets in when, you know somethings either not good for you,like a sinful eclair and you want it,but you know you arent supposed to have it. Or when you are down right cheeky and curious....and you know the forbidden fruit is the forbidden fruit for a reason.

Suddenly you find yourself in a rut,to have or not to have?to taste or not to taste?

So confusion sets in, anyway,heard of wars without casualties?...no? neither have i.

The thing about setting borders and compartmentalizing is that,more often than not,we do it to align ourselves with what we'd be able to handle.

Aristotle once said,we are what we repeatedly do.

I shudder to think of what i've become.I was looking through my posts that date back to the year 2006,and something tells me i was in my prime at that time.I read at least 2 books a week, right from Bulgakov to Dostoyevsky,i knew my single malts and whites, i was strong with my principles and i had some form of discipline.My vocabulary was vast and i had benching sessions where politics and satire exsisted coherantly. 

I've totally drifted from the point i was trying to make but,here's a thought STAGFLATION, anybody?

On a lighter note, you are officially reading the blog of a soon to be service medical officer of UROLOGY....Erectile Dysfunction will soon be something unheard of (note to readers,this is applicable in cases where i am PERSONALLY involved)

I will be getting my new ride soon...its none other than a Suzuki Swift,1.5...with 100 HPs...can't wait to hear the sound of the engine and feel its response in my hands.

So till the next one,keep thy self entertained with Mamma Mia's SOS.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Choices

There are times when certain songs sing the tune playing in your head...today there are two tunes playing in my head.

Jeff buckley's everybody here wants you...

Twenty-nine pearls in your kiss

A singing smile

Coffee smell and lilac skin

Your flame in me

Hmm, such a thing of wonder in this crowd
I'm a stranger in this town
You're free with me
And our eyes locked in downcast love
I sit here proud
Even now you're undressed in your dreams with me

Oh, I'm only here for this moment

and the other one being secret garden by bruce springstein.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

I never knew

There comes a time in your life when you stop and ask yourself, why? why now?...

You tend to wonder if its all intended or accidental...if fate actually took part in messing up your life.Then you wonder off wondering again if this is all it comes down to.

I've started to see patterns in my life...

Law of attraction,you attract what you want,really. You really like your comfort zone but you would like some fun.I have attracted nothing but non commital relationships,be it at work or in my personal life.I can meet a person who could give me attention,time,hormone surges and then some...but i could also keep that person at arms length,that i know is UNFAIR...but as i said earlier,i'm quite comfortable where i am.

Then the other pattern...i tend to like moving about...i don't want to remain put at a certain period of time...i need my breath of fresh air.I need change...regularly (now i sound like engine oil)

I get scared, when someone gets to know me,gets what makes me tick....gets what i want or like.I get scared because my practice of self preservation can indeed cost me dearly...very dearly. I'd like to think that i have made my core friends(extended family members)and am not looking anymore,but then every now and then life teases you with unexpected surprises.

WHY NOW?...i don't fucking know.

And what i really can't understand is why am i such a commitment phobe?i am talking about anything.Not just relationships,but basically anything really,you would need to confirm and reconfirm if its happening.

I hate conforming to norms and rules created by some fool which other 'cultured' fools follow, if its not going to make sense don't bother wasting time at this page.

I like the way we coin terms, to justify EVERYTHING we do...why? i don't know...

"we are in a relationship, an open relationship...so we aren't really exclusive or anything but we are in a open relationship",whatever the hell thats supposed to mean,its either a relationship or its not.

Thats how bloody lame we've become...i have no idea whats in store for us,but at the rate we are going i would rather be classified under 'poultry' than human.

 I never knew that everything was falling through

That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue

To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see,The smoke and who's still standing when it clears.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Northern star

There was once an obedient child,a good daughter...a textbook golden child.Who excelled in school...she was what the teachers called 'promising',and no she didn't disappoint.Although,she does claim to be a netball player,i personally haven't heard exceptional stories regarding the sportsman in her.

Being a perfectionist and slightly obsessive compulsive,takes its toll later in life,but for the time being she took great care of her belongings...wrapped her books,ironed her clothes,wore pristine white shoes,matching ribbons for her hair and razor sharp pencils for monday morning at school.This girl had a natural endowment for art but wasn't very expressive with her artwork,she was more of a "this is due next week,lets start today and by the time its due it will be perrrfecttt!"

On weekends she would tutor her cousins (she was considered somewhat bright),take long walks along the beach with her father while catching crabs and wait for the 'kuih man' on sunday evenings(thats if her father had enough change for a football team).She had her special weekends with her father who would take her across to Penang for Ice Cream at Kek Sing.(this place still exsists!)He claimed they were the best on the Island.

SO, this girl turned into a teenager,who at her time beat the society's standards for what a woman should score in LSC (Lower Secondary Certificate) and went on to complete her HSC (High Secondary Certificate).Many admirers followed...no actually i'm making this part up.The very same year that she sat for her HSC she had lost her father prior to her exams.

Shaken up...lost...full of doubt...pain...and more pain,this lioness picked up the pieces and started working...her studies had to wait for a while (by the way she did well in her HSC),there were no two ways about it.She worked hard,fast and smart...she lost all form of self pity and pain.She educated herself and contributed to the household expenses.She was now a Woman.

She met an intelligent man,with shy kind eyes and slightly absent minded.Well,long story short they moved to Kuala Lumpur shortly after getting marring and started a life together.

Well,many years have passed since then...and today she is one whose passion for life, living and loving sees no boundaries.She is one and all of the following-a good child,student,friend,employee,wife,mother...in an essence a congenial person.

Till date she does her son's art homework and insists on polishing his shoes, this is the obsessive compulsive bit superimposed with the perfectionist bit.By the way her car is filled with minute scratches,but none caused by her!

...She's my northern star,my natural compass,see while most ship captains navigate their course according to the northern star,i would disobediently go against it (illogical choice but the more interesting one)...and when i finally am lost(and if i admit it),it'll guide me home.

My northern star turns a significant age now,and she should know that she has achieved a lot,yes you have.You've made yourself a doctor,an engineer...and a soon to be cartel leader.You've got a warm home,a devoted husband and a band full of rascals to keep you entertained and you do your part to make the world a better place.

I can't think of a better way of saying this,but you have come a long way,and you still have a long way to go...keep that passion burning...and stop polishing your son's shoes,its not acceptable.

Happy birthday Mum.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Bring it on back

The title has nothing to do with the post,its just a song i'm listening to.

Well,the irony of the 'gosudarstvo' is like this, they increase fuel prices,they increase the price of rice and sugar but no they dont increase your pay.
See its a sin to deprive someone of their basic needs,its understood that if you could afford to own a car you can afford to fuel it.
But food?...what happens to the super poor?so they stop eating all together?
Then,they say lets give doctors a better quality of life by increasing after office hour perks, i.e government locum at RM80 per hour, WHOA!...thats a shit load of cash,you work 4 hours and you have RM320...holy crap! that in doctor hours means 3 oncall claims for a houseman and 2 for a medical officer.
SO then the director of Hosp. Pulau Pinang decides to scrutinize all the call claims and decides that doctors who don't punch in or out can't claim.Some of my colleagues have lost up to 4 claims...you do the math.
Now,newsflash B****!,most of the time we are operating,when we aren't, we are looking into patients,and some of us don't bathe,eat or sleep for up to 36hours,the LAST thing you should do is NOT give us our call claims.
Next,you've taken over the locum list and decided to give slots to people who HAVEN'T actively practiced medicine,i.e high ranking administrative officers who essentially are doctors and deprive other practising doctors who have been doing the dirty work wayyy before the hike!
so now,clean your act up and give us what's rightfully ours.
Oh and by the way,when we have up to 200 patients to see from 8am to 12 pm (4hours) please don't expect us to see 50 patients an hour,and give them the BEST health care plan,because its humaly impossible to deduce anything within a minute!...
Looks like you NEVER practiced medicine eh?
Nevermind,keep your title,be a hypocrite and terrorize us will you.Afterall,after the patients have demoralized us you can take over and make us wish that we never choose medicine as a profession in the first place.

P/s:if i don't get my call claims,you'll be handing in your resignation letter soon.

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Sentimentality is the failure of feeling

A friend of mine once read somewhere that 'sentimentality is the failure of feeling.'

Interestingly,i find it rather contradictory but very true at the same time.
Anyway,here's something to ponder upon, When you do everything in moderation and put up walls where you shouldnt have to,and lets say you don't allow yourself sentiments such as love and going totally crazy do you in the end lead an extreamly moderate and regulated life that lacks passion?
I think i am heading somewhere there...
No really,think about it.

So sentimentality can be regarded as being stuck in a past or constantly thinking about something we never had to begin with but,relentlessly trying to keep it in our grasp.

Then what happens is that,we totally neglect the present which is full of wonders (in an optimist's point of view) or funny turns (a pessimist's point of view),we fail to live!
No that shouldnt happen,i would certainly consider that a punishment of the highest order.Think about it, how can you sabotage your very sense of being???
Its pathetic really.

Here's a website that might rejuvenate you:http://www.flickr.com/photos/vasilyi

It belongs to a good friend of mine,who i must say is a fantastic artist.

Can anyone tell me though,are you able to pick up all the pieces and move on and then give yourself a clean slate without self bashing?

Monday, June 30, 2008

God,trying to make his way through.

God.

Most of us associate the above term with everything divine and sacred.
Some of us accept it as the term deemed appropriate for the 'creator' of the universe.
Joan Osbourne asked if God had a name,would we call it to his face?
she also asked if he was one of us what would his face look like and would he be ordinary like any one of us.

There are many religions, no doubt, and all of them preach in an essence the same things albeit differently.Most pious people would disagree with this post and might call it blasphemy but seriously most of these people are like carriage horses whose eyes have been shielded so that they don't get distracted.

Religion, i believe,i repeat I BELIEVE was created to offer order and peace to a then very chaotic civilization. If we did take lets say Islam as a religion *purely for references,no pun intended*, Prophet Mohammad was based in Mecca which was then the center of trade and finance for all the tribes that lived in surrounding cities and Mecca.At that time not only were they flourishing as a civilization but corruption was prevalent , so was adultery ,everyone knew and practiced certain pleasures of life and theft/murder was on the rise. He had a epiphany at the age of 40 while he was up on a mountain meditating. He spread the message of god which then led to creation of Islam which in turn made sure of peace, order, equality, taxes, regimented praying times which of course left no time for anyone to be even mildly intoxicated.
The Quran -a Holy reference used by Muslims around the world,dictated a way of life that was of course governed by rules-Islamic rules.Without doubt, life in Mecca became more palatable and logical.More traders from various tribes came in and out thus making this civilization flourish.
Now, coming back to my point, Most of us deem God as the giver of life,he forgives all, he loves unconditionally. We are all equals in the eyes of god.No judgments passed. Yet,not ONE of us can ascertain that God really does exist,not ONE of us can prove it. But because there are a lot of inexplicable things by science most of us do then say this is the work of a supreme power,something beyond you and me.
Granted those are all valid points and arguments. We all need to believe in something,we all need faith, we all need guidance, we do if not for the sake of the world but for ourselves-HOPE...universally there's just one common factor amongst us...our faith in GOD...or the lack of it.
I've never been able to fathom how anyone could blindly believe in something they've never seen/felt/smelt.
That said,my version of God or The supreme power are my parents.
I know of no other god than them.I know of religions, but god?
I only know my parents
This,i can prove:
1) They love unconditionally-CHECK
2) Forgives/doesn't judge-CHECK
3) Provider-CHECK
4) Governance of life/behavior/rules- CHECK
...and drum roll for the final one....
5) They instill FEAR! (yea yea i am still afraid of my folks)


i know there are marvels around us that are still unexplained...i am not going to sit and ponder upon it like the theory of relativity nor am i going to try to figure out an answer.Whoever or Whatever has given us the universe,has given it for a reason...and instead of trying to screw with it,i guess we should just value what we have and get on with life.
Lets try NOT destroying something for once...and we might attain Moksha.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Luckiest Person Alive

You know when we used to be younger and there was always this kid who either had the coolest toy or gadget or car or went to all the coolest places because his/her parents could afford it and always allowed it?
And how most of us secretly envied or hated that kid?

i AM that kid.

I was always given anything and everything that i wanted,well, except for the hovercraft that i wanted and my parents just didnt think a ten year old knew how to pilot a hovercraft and OF COURSE i didn't need one as it was my parents who always had to beat the traffic for me.

so,i don't know if i am hated or envied or loved...but whatever position i'm in right now,feels soo damn good...not as a Junior Medical Officer,but as my parents' offspring.

i'll soon be 26...and the support i get from them is unbelievable.I am still pampered and given astonishing amounts baby-ing...which is rare among some of my peers, not because their parents love them any lesser but because i totally allow myself to be baby-ed by them.

My parents are remarkable people (ahh...just as some of you might be thinking this is my channel of brown nosing,trust me,my folks have no idea i blog)...really...we arent super rich or anything but,my folks have done a wonderful job with the 3 of us...we've never been told that we can't afford anything or we've never been told that we can't have something (except for the hovercraft that i wanted when i was 10).
Whats even more interesting is that,when my mum fell ill (numerus factors) my folks decided that its best that my mum stops working and starts free-lancing from home (god knows she can't remain idle) which meant that the household income drops by 50%! and my dad, became the sole bread winner...even through those times,my parents never said NO.

Till today,we get anything and everything we ask for...so now...you'd figure we're a bunch of spoilt brats?...hehe,this is where things get REALLY interesting...

we don't ask just for everything and anything...

this is what happened yesterday:
"ma,i'm thinking of sitting for my MRCS part 1...its about RM1800 and if i fail,i'll have to pay for it again"
"just get the application form,go for your holiday once you come home you can start studying...don't worry about the money"
then she puts my dad on the line
"why are you soo afraid of failing,don't worry you will sit for it until you pass...it just makes you a better person,so how much is the paper?
"1800 ringgit"
"ok...don't worry about it"
"but pa...i don't want you to pay for it"
"your pay sweetheart,is only sufficient for petrol leave it to your mum and me"

Nuff' said!

now,am i the kid that people envied?

i think so...god i am a narcissist.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

look after you

let me leave you with this week's theme song....
the fray tend to hit a chord

If I don't say this now I will surely break
As I'm leaving the one I want to take
Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait
My heart has started to separate

Be my baby
I'll look after you

There now, steady love, so few come and don't go
Will you won't you, be the one I always know
When I'm losing my control, the city spins around
You're the only one who knows, you slow it down

Be my baby
I'll look after you

If ever there was a doubt
My love she leans into me
This most assuredly counts
She says most assuredly

Be my baby
I'll look after you

It's always have and never hold
You've begun to feel like home
What's mine is yours to leave or take
What's mine is yours to make your own

Sunday, May 18, 2008

so its finally alone time,all i've been is overworked...got some sleep finally.

there comes a time when even the best of tend to cave in to emotional ties,by ties i mean my patients, to be honest i'm quite cold blooded and uncaring but of late i've taken up for these bunch of kids with some form of renal problem or the other.
I couldnt sleep after coming home from work today...which is quite unlike me and of course after not sleeping for a whole 36hours most of us would be tired,but i just couldnt sleep which was odd.

One girl was bleeding the whole night while another boy's potassium was sky high...and the other one was overloaded. *sigh* why?

anyways,all that aside,my mum tried playing cupid, introduced me to someone...wouldnt say it was bad...infact it was surprisingly easy flowing without awkward silences.oh well...

i'm tired...i've got to get myself registered with the Royal Collage of Surgeons.
till the next one

Sunday, May 04, 2008

No1 Edgecumbe Street

Just as how some people have No 1 Downing Street, i've got No 1 Edgecumbe Street and its nice...and i mean nice.
I have the sea 5 minutes away, Gurney drive another 5 minutes away, Subway 2 minutes away starbucks 2 minutes away and of course WORK 7 minutes away.
Not that i don't like work, it could be better though.
Anyway, so i've officially moved in and am settled, finally slept like a baby...that rare given my past 4 months.
Well i've officially got 7 weeks till before i pack myself off to Moscow for my significant others' graduation and i am yet to get my visa sorted.
hmmm...
i must say i like my new housemates,they are both older than me and they are quite easy to get along with...which indeed is a blessing in disguise.
priorities,i have to get mine sorted,i have goals and dreams...i NEED to make them come true,its an innate need for fulfillment...which is sort of like saying i am convincing myself into thinking i really am in need of these things that i previously didnt need...fooled by randomness,no i dont think so.
what i really need now though is sleep,i'm sorry i don't entertain you enough but allow me to acquire my mojo and we'll be right on track.
till then please entertain thyselves with Mr.Haruki Murakami,he is good indeed.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Hello,are you lost.

...i'm back

scary isn't it?i've been missing in action for almost 2 years now and suddenly out of nowhere i decide to show up.

so lets update myself and thyself on what's been going on...

i'm working,yes i'm a full fledged doctor...or at least thats how i'm described.

So anyway, here i am sitting in Oldtown Kopitiam making full use of the free WiFi under the pretext of doing research...and doing everything but the research.
I don't live in KL anymore which i must say has shaken me up a little, i miss the KL culture...trust me KL has culture and theres a spectrum of colours to look at.
Penang's not bad at all...its just different,i'm just not sure if its a good or bad difference.

Been living in a pathetic excuse for a hostel which comes with a hefty price tag and a million and one rules.

I've forgotten how to write...or at least i've forgotten that i used to write...i swear nothing that i'm typing is coherant and thats bloody irritating ( for me at least)!

Ritz was recently down,it was absolutely refreshing and necessary i guess, one of the nicest 10days i've had in the last 4 months...he was of course almost the same,perhaps he aged with his body? We did not bench,yes he was upset...disappointed...i couldn't help it, i really didnt feel like alcohol.

I'm sorry i cant blog today,i think an essential part of me is missing. Be right back.

Monday, November 20, 2006

9 Crimes

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
It's the wrong time
For somebody new
It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse

Is that alright with you?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
that alright with you?
If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright with you?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright with you?
with you.

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be cheating on you
It's the wrong time
but she's pulling me through
It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse

Is that alright with you?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright with you?
If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright with you?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with you?

Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?

No...

Friday, November 03, 2006

Janteloven

Just finished 'the zahir' by Paulo Coelho and came across The Commandments of Jante,i absolutely had to check it out as the author hadn't elaborated in the book.
Well here you are:
“The Commandments of Jante”:
1. You shall not think that you ARE something.
2. You shall not think that you are as much as US.
3. You shall not think that you are wiser than US.
4. You shall not imagine that you are better than US.
5. You shall not think that you know more than US
6. You shall not think that you are better than US.
7. You shall not think that YOU are good at anything.
8. You shall not laugh at US.
9. You shall not think that anyone cares about YOU.
10. You shall not think that you can teach US anything.

According to the Jante Law, everyone is equal and cleverness or intelligence does not make you a better person.

Janteloven - the Jante Law - is a code of down-to-earth conformity formulated by Danish/Norwegian author Aksel Sandemose in the 1930s but still very much alive in Danish society today.
Honestly it isnt as bad as it sounds, its actual aim is to keep your feet firmly on the ground...it infact requires higher understanding.
...or so i thought,until i came across this on the net:

Modesty is highly valued in Norway. That is why many will outwardly give the impression of being very modest while they might be thinking something completely the opposite. Here’s an example:

Tom is elected class president. He thinks, “This will be fun. I am definitely the best person for this task. Obviously, that’s why they chose me. I’ll be the best class president ever, and maybe I can advance to Student body president too.”
But he SAYS, “It is a great honour for me to be elected by you, as I am sure any one of you would do a better job than I. I will take my job very seriously, to serve you in the best possible way that I can, as I feel it is my duty to say “yes” after you have shown me so much trust.”

See?

Chasing Cars

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
But not enough

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

...you were right,this song gets into your head and doesnt leave,and yes it is very romantic.*sigh*

Friday, October 27, 2006

100th,woo hoo!!!

Since this is my 100th post, it has to be special in some way right? (excuses!excuses!)
Anyways,i would like to dedicate this post to the people around me,whom have and will always love me.People whom i DARE to call friends.
For a person who considers some of her family members-friends and some friends as family members,friendship is a BIG-DAMN-DEAL!

There's got to be one special mention though:To The ONE who's FRUSTRATED WITH ME.
i'm not growing up too fast and neither am i drifting away,thank you for lecturing me and loving me unconditionally.The fact that u want the old me back is touching-since all i did was raise your blood pressure and cause heart aches.

Then there's my significant other who tries very hard to update me with every moment of the day,but as Tennessee Williams once said, "for time's the longest distance between two places"

Friends are perfect in every way,except for one flaw-they are human.I may fall short of your expectations,but worry not for i will be right by your side at the crucial moment.

Came across this sometime back- "friendships are overrated".....hmm...now what is that suppose to mean? someone kindly enlighten me.

Coming back to this post-Oleg Karkhordin wrote a paper on the politics of friendship:"By definition, a friend was an individual who would not let you down even under direct menace to him- or herself; a person to whom one could securely entrust one's controversial thoughts since he or she would never betray them, even under pressure. Friendship thus in a sense became an ultimate value produced in resistance struggles in the Soviet Union".

*sigh*
Friendship's priceless...we shall not F*** around with it....nor shall we take it for granted.

Seriously,i will not try bringing down ANY government without my FRIENDS.

I may not show it,but i do love you people.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Situational situations

I've only done 98 posts...so lets omit all my favourite lyrics,photos...and random ramblings,that would leave me with NO official posts.Nice?

I love reading the papers with my morning coffee...wait let me rephrase that, i USED to love reading the papers with my morning coffee (why specify 'morning'?-that marks the start of my day and all i ever drink is coffee) but since my return from Moscow, i find it rather distasteful to start my day with a Joke Gone Wrong i.e The Newspapers.Its more like a Politically Correct tabloid.
Guess what was in it today?- Siti Nurhaliza being rewarded 'Datuk'ship by the Sultan of Pahang. Seriously,how can u NOT laugh at that?

Moving on to more Interesting things, here's something my significant other asked me to blog about: How do you react to eavesdroppers?Are you receptive or reactive? (hahaha...no such thing but sounds good though)

Situation:
Your at a restaurant having dinner with a couple of friends, the topic of discussion is something technical but not of your specialization (for eg:you are a Doctor by qualification but the topic is something engineering related).You seem to be having opposing ideas about the topic and a fellow patron at the next table suddenly interjects with his/her opinion.Now, How would you react to this person?
Would You...
a)Thank him/her and continue with your conversation.
b)Tell him/her that its isn't their business and make it known to this person that its absolutely rude for them to eavesdrop.
c)Just stare at this person blankly and continue doing what you were doing.

Obviously these arent the only options but merely examples,peoples reactions vary from person to person depending on upbringing,temperament,nature of the topic in discussion etc.
How you react though,tells a lot about a person.
Would love some feedback.Please feel free.

This next situation is based on my own personal experience:
Reena, Jason and i were at a Cafe sometime back at an odd hour for most but a perfectly normal time for us.Its was during winter and there was this one guy who walked in looking slightly high and was all alone.We noticed that he took an interest in us but we continued our conversation.After sometime he took his laptop out and was looking at some photos.He then came over to our table and asked if he could sit with us and get to know us.(Now all of this is new because in Moscow people arent as friendly as THAT.We noticed he was high and well he did look harmless so we agreed.)
The conversation was difficult because he spoke no english but understood a little.He showed us the photos he was looking at and explained each one of it.It was then,that we realised that we made a lonely man feel happy.The pictures were of his girlfriend who was in London, he has been working to save up for a visit.We spoke for a while,he gave us his business card and parted ways.

Initially we felt as if our privacy was violated...but the turning point was when we agreed to him joining us.It was uncomfortable for the first 10minutes,the followng 20minutes wasnt bad.

The question i was asked to ponder about was "How do you think he felt?"
-Not so lonely?...Well received?

This reminds me of The Celestine Prophecy by James Redfield (only the energy part of it):
A Matter of Energy
We now experience that we live not in a material universe, but in a universe of dynamic energy. Everything extant is a field of sacred energy that we can sense and intuit. Moreover, we humans can project our energy by focusing our attention in the desired direction...where attention goes, energy flows...influencing other energy systems and increasing the pace of coincidences in our lives.

All of the above is meant for discussion.

It was my first Deepavali at home in 6years,and it was awesome.Thats probably because nothing was planned.Looks like i'm warming up to Malaysia aren't I?

Happy Deepavali and Happy Eid.

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Supermassive Black Holes and SUPER BUMs

So i took like FOREVER to make an entry; be fair now, i was waiting for an epiphany.

No actually,i wasn't used to NOT having anything significant to think about besides dinner or channel surfing.

Sometimes we suffocate on NOTHING-NESS.Sometime we need an excuse to suffocate.
Did I Mention though,that i'm off those carcinogenic packs of 20s?
A lot of you are scratching your heads right NOW.Thats all right, i understand, was soo hooked no one would've thought i could give it up.
Funny, no withdrawal syndrome...just a massive oral fixation.(nothing i couldn't handle)hehe.

I'm planning to get a massive dose of anti-histamines...i've got to be allergic to SOMETHING...having seizures at the thought of working at home.

Here's something beautiful about the human race-their undying love for words like COULD'VE,WOULD'VE,SHOULD'VE etc. Especially used like this: "We should've left earlier." or "I would've have done it IF only you had told me so"...trust me it gets better!
Seriously, STOP! please, you aren't helping anyone by giving redundant input,oh well,if it makes you feel any better...
Stop addressing the past,you aren't going to change anything.Think about NOW.

Anyways, on a lighter note being a super bum's more like being an Ad Actress.Minimal wages and working hours with loads of publicity. Excellent.
Well its been an unpredictable month for most of us.Lots been going on.Evolution of the other kind.Very constructive period for most.

I MISSED BLOGGING,I'M GLAD I'M BACK.
I also miss Pisa,Wingman,CY,Ritim,Ashish (in no particular order...lol)MOSCOW,My old Apartment,COffee Mania,Autumn,The Legendary Russian Etiquette...(not the end,carpal tunnel playing up)

You know what's really odd?
the fact that i THINK my greatest fear is losing my sense of humour!

Random Rants are the best kind of blogs.Cheers Mates.

Friday, September 22, 2006

I write SINs not TRAGEDIES

Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words.
"What a beautiful wedding!, What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
"Ah yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."

I chimed in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I chimed in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of hope.

Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne
Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne.

I chimed in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I chimed in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

Monday, July 31, 2006

*Home*

Being Home...

Isn't as BAD as i thought i would be...infact its awesome.Really.
Small things make home,Home.

Stuff you thought you'd never hear again..."Hari,why are our kids soo immoral?" (thats my mum fussing over my brother's progress report, he btw, got a B)

Or,

"Are we such terrible conversationalists?Why can't they chat with us?" (mum to dad,this too after my brother's class teacher complained that my brother's talkative.irony-we aren't all that noisy at home)

And,

"Are we on an austerity drive?Aren't there enough rooms in this house?"
(thats dad at 12am on a work night,when mum and my brother both decide to have a pre-slumber chat on his bed,taking up his space and sleep time-the austerity drive part is about the AC and Lights in other parts of the house)

Gotta Love Em...

Still doesn't change the fact that i miss Moscow...

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Sitting,Waiting,Wishing...

Now I was sitting waiting wishing
That you believed in superstitions
Then maybe you'd see the signs
But Lord knows that this world is cruel
And I ain't the Lord, no I'm just a fool
Learning loving somebody don't make them love you

Must I always be waiting waiting on you?
Must I always be playing playing your fool?

I sing ya songs I dance a dance
I gave ya friends all a chance
Putting up with them wasn't worth never having you
And maybe you been through this before
But its my first time
So please ignore
The next few lines cause they're directed at you

I cant always be waiting waiting on you
I cant always be playing playing your fool
I keep playing your part
But its not my scene
Wont this plot not twist?
I've had enough mystery.
Keep building me up, then shooting me down
Well im already down
Just wait a minute
Just sitting waiting
Just wait a minute
Just sitting waiting

Well if I was in your position
Id put down all my ammunition
I'd wondered why'd it taken me so long
But Lord knows that I'm not you
And If I was I wouldn't be so cruel
Cause waiting on love ain't so easy to do

Must I always be waiting waiting on you?
Must I always be playing playing your fool?
No I cant always be waiting waiting on you
I cant always be playing playing your fool, foool

-Jack Johnson

Nocebo

Recently i read an article about 'Nocebo:the evil twin of placebo'...why it caught my eye?
Quite simple really...its main content was basically what we all already knew, i.e: knowing and believing what you know is far more potent than just knowing.

Its basic concept is applicable on all levels of life and living.

'Nocebo' is latin for "i will harm"...guess it boils down to 'what i don't know wouldn't hurt me'

Here are the interesting bits:
-Ten years ago, researchers stumbled onto a striking finding: Women who believed that they were prone to heart disease were nearly four times as likely to die as women with similar risk factors who didn't hold such fatalistic views.

The higher risk of death, in other words, had nothing to with the usual heart disease culprits -- age, blood pressure, cholesterol, weight. Instead, it tracked closely with belief. Think sick, be sick.

-They are convinced that somethings going to go wrong and its a self-fulfilling prophecy.

-A study of aspirin and another blood thinner in heart patients and came up with an unexpected result that said little about the heart and much about the brain. At two locations, patients were warned of possible gastrointestinal problems, one of the most common side effects of repeated use of aspirin. At the other location, patients received no such caution.--> Those warned about the gastrointestinal problems were almost three times as likely to have the side effect. Though the evidence of actual stomach damage such as ulcers was the same for all three groups, those with the most information about the prospect of minor problems were the most likely to experience the pain.

Well...all that being said,today with the ever changing ethical standards,these 'nocebo' studies can't be conducted...thus making it a mere hypothesis...

I believe i was trying to make a point; the mind is indeed a powerful tool-it either makes you or breaks you.What you choose to believe in is what gets you ahead.
Knowledge or the lack of it is dangerous...physical effects and physically produced effects are 2 very different things.
Both of which make lives of medical practitioners very unpleasant.

p/s:i've decided on investing in a 'mamak',please support the local service industry.

Friday, July 07, 2006

Moments

This was something i received today from CJ...extremly sweet...and it brought back memories...
Mind you, everything she's written is TRUE...although,i dont actually RAG.
DR. Harikrishnan *shakes your hand.. followed by huggggggggles*

Whooaa. Memory Check Of Batch 2006 In Early Years:
1. Drunkards
2. Up To No Good
3. Full Of Mischief
4. Threatened To RAG Juniors
5. All Of The Above Listed At One Go

But Like The Saying "Wouldnt Be Who You Are Today If It Wasnt For Then" Right? :) CONGRATULATIONS!


We sent Ashish and Ritz off today...it just never seems enough,time that is...
When we have it around us,we tend to forget that its a tricky dimension.It secretly navigates our paths without us noticing.

We hung out at the TGI's in Sheremetyevo 2...whiling away time,waiting for the gate to open,had a couple of rounds...made a few toasts...talked about old times...made a pact.We are to meet up again in 6 yrs time...in Moscow.
Azie and I on the other hand are planning to come back in 2008.My family's graduating and so are a bunch of other interesting characters.Hehe.

Everyone teared, but I was fine...WAS...until they walked through the gate,the end has just begun.Damn.So i did a 360' and walked towards the exit,secretly hoping no one caught me doing that.Ashraff noticed,he walked over to me...gave me a comforting hug and nudge..."soon roshan...you'll see them"
Anyways...told both the cartoons that i'll see them WHEN i see them.No need for promises and expectations.Disappointment usually follows statements like these.

Ritz kept repeating our signature phrase:
First you'd have to get a victim,lets say syu...and make her ask you/him the time
Syu : Whats the time?
Ritz: Its time to have sex.
Me : Sex o' Clock!

(repeat till dirty irritated stares come from familiar faces)

Must admit, on their faces-i.e my nuclear group-they expected more-"This couldn't be the finale"...it was obvious,but nothing was said.Because we all knew,when we could have,we didn't.No one left to blame but ourselves.
Looks like 'Benching' will cease to exist(for the time being) or evolve into a luxury.
Dumb Charades...Monopoly...Poker Night-->left behind.

We took our mind off things-Went for TOKYO DRIFT.Wouldn't mind watching it again...
Well...
Cheers; to irreplacable friends and moments...
Corny or not; I love you guys...hope each one of you know that.

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Graduation Day,22nd June 2006.


"Congratulations Graduates!"
I.M Sechenow Moscow Medical Academy
2006

...Spot the Malaysian Flag,so this was our back drop,which btw costed us 7080rubs, but the dean's off took it..farkers!







The world's shortest speech...2 minutes flat!
Was soo bloody nervous,didn't realise my robe wasn't aligned.Damn.Caught on camera!

Trust me,its not easy delivering a speech in Russian!









Yes, that my degree...and me...and the chancellor...and god knows who else!
















The reason behind my charmingly good looks are these two extremly wonderful people, whom i fondly call Pops and mums...



See this pic had to be taken coz papa felt left out due to the next snap...













mumsy!!!



(see...told you the earlier pic had to be taken!)









Its true isnt it...I'm quite the POYO...


(if u look beyond the 2 arabs...)










Hari, Ashish, Dipta and Ritz.

Drs...6 years flew...









Almost everyone...


Azie's missing, so is keong...and aaron...and...











Syu-syu...with the folks










We basically locked up the hall..and then left..

so this is us...after being out for almost 12 hours..

Tired...and Numb....


CONGRATS DOCTORS!!!

Folks and Moscow.

SO...the folks arrived and i swear, they were running on duracell...or energizer...
I was beat...but noooo...pops insisted on COFFEE-ing.

This was taken the day they arrived,infact we were en route to my place from the airport.






Dinner the next day...was with my family away from home, the meal was simply fantastic.

"Reena, you kids put me to shame,"-mum

This was right after dinner,she was impressed.

CJ's back, Reena,Folks and Melvyn.

Beekins and i were doing the dishes, ok he was doing the dishes while i snapped about.



The day after that while i was away@ one of those NATO meets...

Papa was bent on riding the metro, so he dragged mum along...she doesn't seem impressed does she?..hehehe...

Trust me...he's easily excitable...mmm...one other trait we commonly share. Cheers Pops.





Mum's new found 'kids'...*sigh*,give em half a chance she'd disown me and adopt them.

Well, i know for a fact Reens and Pops have this, 'bond'...something to do with pink lighters and spoonerizm.

Friday, June 30, 2006

uh?

"I couldn't have breakfast coz i was thinking of you...i didn't have lunch coz i was thinking of you...I did not have dinner coz i was thinking of you.....i could not sleep the night coz i was hungry"

Well, here's how the government makes up for the devaluation of the currency due to inflation-Charges foreign graduates unnecessarily for the legalization of documents. One trip to the dean's office costed me 700rubles...i heard there's more to come.
See...studying for 6 years doesn't guarentee you your degree...its the final payment that does.
Oh Bloody Hell...

Anyways, Syu's folks were around earlier, her sister prepared din din...Ritz was invited but that asswipe FFKed me and ran off somewhere to infuse himself w alco!
Well they leave tomorrow,and till then syu's kinda hindered from CELEBRATING...hehe.

We (syu,dmitry,Ashraff and i) are leaving for Zavidovo on sat, 4days away from the city....for fresh air.
mmm...4 days of Shooting,Riding,Swimming,BBQ-ing,Boozing,CHilling...(excellent way to spend the weekend).

Can't wait to see the bruises caused by the recoil of the shot gun on my shoulders...*grin*

Oh yes, Moscow's the world's most expensive city and for every 1000 rubles in an account, per annum the loss is about 100 rubles, inflation's about 6%.(the 6%'s my figure,will re-check)
Looks like my family away from home's gonna be suffering greatly.

Banana Pancakes

Can't you see that it's just rainin'
There ain't no need to go outside

But baby, you hardly even notice
When I try to show you
this song It's meant to keep you
From doin' what you're supposed to
Like wakin' up too early
Maybe we could sleep in
I'll make you banana pancakes
Pretend like it's the weekend now

And we could pretend it all the time
Can't you see that it's just rainin'
There ain't no need to go outside

But just maybe, like an ukulele
Mama made a baby
I really don't mind to practice
Because you're my little lady
Lady, lady love me
Because I love to lay here lazy
We could close the curtains
Pretend like there's no world outside
And we could pretend that all the time

Can't you see that it's just raining
There ain't no need to go outside

Rain all day and I don't mind

The telephone singing, ringing, it's too early
Don't pick it up
We don't need to
We got everything we need right here
And everything we need is enough
It's just so easy
When the whole world fits inside of your arms

Do we really need to pay attention to the alarm

We've got to wake up slow

...certainly how life should be lived, think my geriatric-ness is getting a little pronounced...

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Don Quixote

There's no such thing as an amicable break-up, its basically a common misconception that anything heart wrecking could be deemed amicable or concordant.
Expectations aren't meant for the weak hearted.Too Bad.
Its obvious isn't it-Ritz and i finally did justice to uncle johnnie last night.

26th and 27th of june were trying dates.Un-bloody-believable.

June 22nd, Convocation.
Now, while most graduates felt some sort of emotion, i was numb...NUMB!
The whole concept about opening up a can of worms? yeah...it was just that, only difference was we were dealing with humans.
No doubt, i made a speech (extremly short and should've been sweet) , was totally pleased with the fact that the most important people in my life were there all the way, handled a rough spot with cash, was handed the fruits of my labour, and saw that 'thing' in the eyes of my parents...nothing in the world can beat that feeling.
SO, i've taken the hippocrates oath...fuck.
In about 18days i'll be back in Malaysia, and by then...i should know what i want to do.WHY?
Can't i just not have a plan?
The irony of the entire situation- before walking into 6th year,2nd sem...i had 2 plans with several back up plans-in short, i was SURE...too sure for my own good.
But right now...i'm clueless.
I'll just cross the bridge when i get to it.

Folks left, my family away from home left, several friends have left...under normal circumstances i would've loved this solitary moment. I love being left alone to my own devices. Something just doesn't feel quite right. Its like i know i've completed everything...but it just doesn't seem enough.
Solitaire.

Today's the first time in ages,i'm home...doing absolutely NOTHING.Yes, you are reading just right, i'm doing nothing...just bumming about.Oh, and i woke up way past lunch time. Right now contemplating which would qualify as appropriate time expenditure -
a)Coffee and Cigarettes for breakie, and then meet up with the guys for some grub and infuse ourselves with alco.
or,
b)Taking a shower, going for a walk and parking my ass in a cafe with a book, catch a movie at around1900hrs...and then meet the guys up for a COUPLE of drinks.

Either ways, alcohol's in the picture.

Went to the Bolshoi Theater last night with Syu's family to watch Don Quixote...good fun.Throughly entertaining. Great distraction-according to my mum.(so that i wouldn't notice that they've left...*huh?*)
oh well...Ballets rock.

Learnt a few things over the week.Being a grown up's tough...
I thought growing old was mandatory but growning up wasn't...i don't see anyone giving me a choice.
Being Dr.Viroshini Hari Krishnan's tough...being me is easy...

ok time to reload on some nicotine...and check if my folks have arrived.

Friday, June 16, 2006

Licensed to Kill

Its been 8 days since i've had a decent night's sleep. Totally worn out. I guess we've (azie and i) had a total of 14 hours of sleep excluding last night in 7 days. Hyposomnia at its best.

As of 14th June 2006, i'm licensed to kill and a bum, a very proud one that too.
Exams are over, soon my folks will be here and then its graduation day.
Time to say good bye.

Seems like everyone's more excited than me, had a whole battalion calling me Dr.Viroshini, suddenly the world came crashing...NO!!! hold your horses, not yet...actually- "i'm a bum who is licensed to kill"

In a month's time i'll be back in Malaysia, and soon Moscow will just be a 'distant past'.
I guess it all boils down to-> sense of belonging. Sadly, i've lost my sense of belonging in Malaysia. Maybe it has something to do with the duration i've been away or maybe the age at which i left the country. Maybe its just familiarity. All of which revolves around the most subtle dimension-time.

What do you get when you throw 9 seriously unfit trigger happy medical students onto a mock battle field equipped with guns?-Paintball!!! and lotsa casualties.
Had one of those never ending days yesterday. Finals-Paintball-Farewell Do. All of which require prior organization and TIME (lots of it).
The paper on its own was demanding, then came the running around for our convocation, after which we went paintballing and the guys at the hostel had organized one of those last-minute -parties which meant we HAD to be there. Left the house at 0700hrs and walked in at 0200hrs.

*stretch*

There was no way we could cancel paintball,coz the deposite had been paid and we promised ourselves that we'd do it the very day we become bums.
Unwind and celebrate our status->paintball.Nice.Only if you aren't sleep deprived, hungry and mentally exhausted.
Have enough bruises to convince 1-800-teledera...the major give away might be the shape and location of my bruises. There's one on my gluteus-thank you ashish.You Stooopid Facker!

Anyways the party was kinda like 'Revenge of the Nerds'.
We saw US, the US 6 years ago.While we were partying they were studying. The party was their way of saying, see...we know how to party too.
For the first time in my life i felt like a NERD. Everyone was dancing and drinking, basically just letting off some steam.
There i was, with a drink and a smile, underdressed and tired.Thankfully, i wasn't the only one feeling that way. Something tells me its the age.
Nevertheless, i had a fantastic time.

Well...growing old is mandatory but growing up's optional, and yet...

In a nutshell, i'm single, eligible, available and LICENSED to KILL...

p/s: forgot to mention-overworked, unpaid...and lack sleep.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Callous

Callous indifference to others.

Thats each one of us summed up in one sentence.

Anyways, there's a bug going around, i believe more and more are being infected everyday, the bug however has an expiry date: July 9th 2006.
Common symptoms:Lack of sleep, money and manners.

I've got natural immunization towards this bug-my manners and sleep are not affected by it, but my money keeps talking to me, funnily it only says "bye bye!"

There's a match between brazil and croatia tonight and i've put my money on croatia, just because.
Especially liked the way everyone got excited when i said i'm putting my money on croatia, everyone wanted to place bets with me and they didn't even mind giving me a 1/2 goal lead.
Thats probably because i DON'T watch footie...really. Odd huh?
And...the adrenaline rush from supporting underdogs is unbelievable.

The thing about gambling- it alters your personality without you realizing. Same as the effects of alcohol, only difference-you are sober while doing one of it! (damn i'm funny!)
The point i was getting to was, i may seem stupid gambling on insignificant things, but my mind set while i do it is different compared to some people i know. Well, the moment i place a bet, i've mentally written off the money-so that i don't obsess over my losses, and if i do win-it comes as a bonus.
It should never go beyond a 'fun' thing. Never let it rule your life.I guess its the same for everything around us.Moderation.

Here's one- A fool and his money are soon partying!

Recently found out that USA, wanted FIFA to ban Iran from playing, why?-Because they possess 'Nuclear Weapons'. You've gotta be seriously dim, shallow, illiterate and American to say something like that. Cheers to IQs lower than the size of an Ameoba.
(no pun intended to those who think otherwise)

Well, tomorrow's my final paper and here i am making an entry.
Haven't slept much and have been dealing with idiosyncrasy.
Today was classic though- Dean's office wants to deal with Patil. Poor kid. I saw him with a shovel...he has dug soo deep he's 12 feet under.
Why?-The Piss Faced Rat, fucked him over.
See what happens when you sign a contract with no witnesses?That too for a huge sum?

Here's the song of the week: Frankie boy's Girl from Ipanema. Cheers Bee Kins.

Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes...ah

When she walks, shes like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes, each one she passes goes...ooh

Ooh but I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her
Yes I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me

Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely
The girl from ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile - but she doesnt see
she just doesnt see, she never sees me,...

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Chemical Romance

Today's paper, in dee's words was the hardest she has ever had to sit for, morally that is...
Well one down, one more to go.
The next one's going to be a major pain. Everything you've learnt in the past 6 years summerized on one single question paper. Interesting.

My alter ego, General Batista has been able to keep certain 'uneducated guerillas' at bay.
Mistake numero uno- Sign a contract worth 250,000rubles without a witness or prior authorization.
Excellent, he thought the stunt he pulled would shut all of us up, we are now bound legally...
No, you assumed we'd fall for it. Au contraire, that was your downfall.

See, in pool you think 2 steps ahead...always.
This imbecile clearly doesn't play pool, too bad for him, i do! (not like i have a game plan or anything, sometimes playing really clean comes with advantages)

The World Cup officially starts tomorrow, as usual, i'm with Germany and yes i am placing bets.
Very daring, but tradition's tradition.
Their prognosis isn't good. Fine by me.

Haven't slept, soon i'll start ranting.
Theme song for the week- Give em hell kid, My Chemical Romance.

Oh baby here comes the sound!
I took a train outta New Orleans and they shot me full of ephedrine.
This is how we like to do it in the murder scene.
Can we settle up the score?

If you were here I'd never have a fear.
So go on live your life.
But I miss you more than I did yesterday.

You're beautiful!

Well I'm a total wreck and almost every day.
Like the firing squad or the mess you made.
Well don't I look pretty walking down the street.
In the best damn dress I own?

Some might say we are made from the sharpest things you say
We are young and we don't care.
Your dreams and your hopeless hair.
We never wanted it to be this way.
For all our lives.
Do you care at all?

If you were here I'd never have a fear.
So go on live your life.
But I miss you more than I did yesterday.
You're so far away.
So c'mon show me how.
'Cause I mean this more than words can ever say.


W

Panthera Tigris altaica

5 days have lapsed since i last blogged...

In the mean time, i managed to -get absolutely hammered(the kind where you are beyond help and make a fool of yourself-bad bad!),get my oncology credit, become the next General Batista, murder my phone, memorize the entire russian keyboard (not easy when your head's filled with qwerty), bounty hunt.

In about 2hours and 15mins, the first part of my finals start. While the whole world slept, i was around here figuring out why is Vladivostok soo goddamn important!...
Until yesterday, it only was related to the 'trans-siberian railroad', but as of now, they have officially finished the very paper i'll be sitting for in a couple of hours.Suddenly this place is the capital of 'medical students with answers'.

Anyways, moving on to more productive things in life, i've got my old sim back, almost done with Bulgakov's The Master and Margarita and i'm one step away from entering the REAL world...

Found out that a 2nd petition has been drafted...everyone's Fidel-Fucking-Castro and i'm Batista...
Its not as if any of those Fidel wannabes know anything about guerilla warfare...but then again i believe in giving someone the benefit of the doubt.Who knows, they might have things their way...

Talking about guerilla warfare, in one of my recent conversations with CJ and Reena, i informed them that i had written in to a 'relief society' that works in Sri Lanka, availing myself for medical assistance.
They asked me questions for which i didn't have answers...
'Is it a relief group or the tamil tigers?'
'Relief group'
'Funded by?'
'I don't know'
From here CJ took over, 'its very noble V,but seriously think about it...you sure you wanna go into jungles? Work first, think of yourself and then help others when you really can'
'20 years from now the world would've passed you by, and it would be too late'

All this serious talk never lasts long around CJ and REENA, because guerilla warfare then became 'pat poh warfare'.
Really fun when you get stuck in the middle...watch them have a go at each other.
Btw, CJ speaks better tamil than me.Which is bad, how can one not know his/her own roots?
Another goal to achieve then.

Well, i shall go reload on some nicotine...think i'm getting cold feet. Lets hope i pull through this paper people.

p/s: its not the tigers (i think)

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Complete

Just got off the phone with a whole bunch of people ranging from Reena,to me ma then my cousin and dipta...

Having a swell day, feeling all dandy and lightheaded.

Dee thinks Azie and i are going into our 'hibernation' mood, wake up early enough to have breakkie and lunch, laze around until bed time and sleep through till the next day.Or maybe we are suffering from 'post-tertiary education trauma'.Seriously who wouldn't, when everyone around us are like 'oh my god we are soooo proud of you!!' or 'my my,so you guys are doctors now, you deserve a break after your tough journey of 6 years'.
The 'post-tertiary education trauma' sets in when 'GUILT', a little fucker, shows up everytime someone makes a statement in awe.Guilt is unbelievably hard to deal with albeit common.
WHY- quite simple really, we know what we went through and it really doesn't deserve so much of hype.
I don't deny that we've been through difficult situations but seriously, the hype needn't be all that much.

Talking to Dee reminded me of all the things we can't do anymore- we can't play dumb charades in class no more, we don't have smoke breaks, we don't have another lecture to sleep in, no more mass bunking, we can't curse teachers or cheat during exams. We can't disturb Aaron Yim. We can't drink during lectures. Can't attend lectures drunk. Can't write dumb notes to each other.
It feels soo somber.
People, please cherish every waking moment you have left in Uni, even the bad becomes a joke ...a couple of years down the line.

Talking about graduation and such, i've been given a variety of things to choose from as gifts.
I've got Vegemite on one hand and a cellphone on another.
I'd definitely go with the vegemite, as for the cellphone, i'm yet to decide...but if anyones really interested, i love watches-brands i'm partial to- Swiss Army, Patek Phillippe, Tag Heuer, Breitling, Baume& Mercier.
But when i'm rooted to the ground, i'd realize i can't afford anything more than a Tissot.
*inaudible cursing*

Today's thought: Measure of success.

How do you measure success? We accept that its subjective and every individual has different goals and needs.

But seriously, if we took a second to think about it, we'd understand that it means nothing if we don't feel complete. This however, is my opinion. I believe this is how i'd measure success.
Lets take a hypothetical situation,lets say we focus too much on something and we are bound to neglect some people/somethings along the way.
One fine day, we'd wake up having everything around us, i.e the dream job and paycheque, the dream car, the perfect house and lets say every damn 'perfect/dream' materialistic acquisition.
Who would we be sharing those 'perfect' things with?
These 'markers' of success would be deemed void if, there wasn't anyone to share it with. It could be anyone-family, friend(s), a significant other.
Some of us know what we want but don't know how to get it. As we go along, we'd learn. Finally, we'd get it.

Success is an end result of pursuing a dream.
Nothing beats being able to share a dream. Having someone with whom you could share your dreams with is a luxury not many people appreciate. This someone could be anyone in your life.

This in turn completes you. You know at the end of the day, there's someone walking the path with you, holding you up and never judging you from your failed attempts.
That itself is success in its own rights.

Bottomline -guess all i was trying to say was, being ambitious, dreaming big and getting there is half the battle, the other half is sharing it and keeping what you already have. It would all mean nothing, if we ourselves don't feel complete.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

right...

As of today, 31st of May 2006 the class of 2006' i.e: a whole bunch of cartoons and me are no longer medical students ; neither are we graduates...

It started off as any other would've...any other 'zachot' day that is...
Had our final 'zachot', which is actually a 'Professorsky Zachot' and everyone was shitting bricks, of course yours truly wasn't fazed. I basically went in blank, watched everyone freak out and got called in as the first 'foreigner' (when your student card no's A001/00, you don't have a choice). Waffled my way through, got a 5 came out looking like i failed-because this would in turn mean i'd never EVER attend another class with the same bunch of people again(the aforementioned cartoons), and hit the 'park' for beers at 11am!- TO CELEBRATE!

Then...
Aaron Yim drank!!!...thats something allright, he was red by the 2nd sip, totally happy...and even made business deals with me...excellent, should get him hammered more often.

And reality hit me hard, my journey of 6 and a half years has come to an end.
Through these years, we've nurtured relationships of all sorts, learnt a hell lot, built a fort and gotten comfy with our respective positions in society.
Some of us feel its about time all of these stop, some of us feel why stop when we can change them for the better?
Nothing's perfect, widely known fact- same as all relationships- most of them are 90% 'perfect' but its the remaining 10% that make us stray and ruin whats already sturdy and amicable. Because, we are never satisfied.
Being over-protective is another instinct we develope when left in situations like this, we think
we are doing the right thing but we draw that conclusion without consulting with the parties involved. Why?-Familiarity.
There was a time when we'd fight the world together, today we've stooped soo low, that we've decided to fight with each other.
This, i can't quite rationalize.
As i said before, we don't change, we just become more of who we are. At this point of time, i may disappoint you, but that might be because you've classified me in a category where i don't belong. Think about it, remove the label...keep an open mind and i might surprise you.
Trust me on that one.
I have no regrets looking back, there are however things i'm not proud of, but hey how else would i learn if not the hard, more exciting and taboo way?
Everyone around me today have left a mark in my life, and have been and hopefully will always provide the colours for my life story.(some technicolor presentation there)

Well, to conclude this very distorted post, i guess...i don't know, never been a whizz with words.
But you get it right?