Friday, September 25, 2009


Once a friend related about how he felt awkward when the first time he was hugged when he studied in a foreign country. It was a normal practice for his local friends as it was their tradition. Throughout his life there was no hugging within his family, as it was not taught to them although they are very close to each other and the affection was just merely of words or body language.

Lately I have seen people especially the women hugging each other to show their appreciation for someone who did well in achieving something special. I also observed the women would hug the newly wed couple to show their gratitude and witnessing the couple wedding vow.

The first time I experienced hugging was the time of passing of a relative and when the children of the deceased need comfort to ease their pain of losing their loving parent. Physical and emotional contact to them make a difference in a person’s frame of mind, and may help them to face the reality of the passing of their dear parent. A hug can also cheer them up, relieve pain, depression and knowing that we are with them during their bereavement. They also maintain their better outlook of the situation and positive attitude that the reality of life will somehow will come to us one day.

A hug is an amazing thing
It’s just the perfect way
To show the love we’re feeling
But can’t find the words to say.

It’s funny how little hug
Makes everyone feel good
In every place and language
It’s always understood.

Sunday, September 20, 2009


I posted two articles regarding MANGO and if you have not read it, maybe you should read it. I had written about my Mango tree bearing only two fruits and the other one about how a single mother make a juice out of a single Mango so that his children could taste the Mango fruit.

Last Saturday I attended a sunset mass and during the priest sermon he related a story that I would like to share with you. There was a single Mango that bear only one single fruit and there were three siblings that would have shared it between them. The eldest is a boy, a girl and the youngest is a boy. They discussed among them and concluded that anyone that has a sweetest dream could have the Mango. They keep the fruit and early in the morning every one of them should relate their sweetest dream and whoever has a sweetest dream would have to get the fruit.

In the morning one by one related their stories confidently;

Elder boy: I have a sweetest dream where I met Jesus.

Girl: Mine is the sweetest because I met Mother Mary and she kissed me.

The elder boy and the girl were confident as they waited for their younger brother to tell them of his sweetest dream. The younger boy was silent and his head was bow down all this while when his sibling were telling their stories.

Younger boy: I have this scary dream where I met an old man who asks me to eat the Mango!


Selamat HariRaya to all friends and visitors to my humble blog.

Thursday, September 17, 2009


Yesterday I went for a line-dancing lesson at my brother’s house just for exercising after laying down active sport for a couple of years. It’s not about being skillfully about dancing but just for fun and to sweat out the toxin inside my body. I was lazy to go but was insisted to come as few of line-dancers ‘professional’ will be there to help out and it’s absolutely free. We are charged RM 5.00 per training session with our instructor every Sunday.

When we reached my brother’s house with my cousin, they were looking for a durian fruit at the far side where we park and noticing one of them holding a ripe durian. I came out of the car and started looking for the fruit and we found two and secretly put inside the boot of the car. I am not who enjoy eating a lot of Durian but consuming one or two is okay. I gave one of the durian to my cousin. My brother has few durian trees and every time during durian fruit season he will sell the extra fruits to close friends and colleagues. Most of the time I decline when he gave me some.

I regretted of putting the durian inside my car boot as the smell of it was so powerful even with my lemon refresher scent was over-powered by the smell. I tried to put pandan leaves but to no avail. I will have to endure the smell for a couple of days more I think. Does anyone know the solution to get rid of the smell?

It was reported that in South India, women are queuing to taste it, believing it helps women to conceive. It is becoming famous among childless couples although it has not been scientifically proven to help improve fertility. Prices of durians have also skyrocketed in recent months, jumping from RM22 per Kg to RM74 per Kg and demand is soaring despite the high prices.

It would be very profitable if we could export our abundance Malaysian durian to India, which has a very high population and what with price of up to RM74 per Kg. Would it be advisable for our Malaysian women to eat more durian especially to the childless women so that our target of seventy million by the year 2020 could be fulfilled.

People believe in a lot of things, it’s pseudo-science, some scientific explanation to make others believe but we have brain to think also. Points to ponder.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009


Happy Malaysia Day today 16th September where Malaysia was formed together with Sabah and Sarawak and Malaya on the 16th September 1963.

Sunday, September 06, 2009


Sayang Bah Itu Masa means Time Is Precious. It encourages us to not waste time in anything we do. Listen, relax and enjoy the song.

Saturday, September 05, 2009


A very good song titled Esther by Ronn. Dedicated to all ladies by the name Esther for your listening pleasure.

Wednesday, September 02, 2009