Blessings on 26.06.2026

I was expecting something nice will happen today. Because of today's date 26.06.2026. Some "miracles" or some "good news" or something "just good enough to feel" to be happened!

But what happened was, my brand-new car, which was only less than 2 months old, which haven't gone for 1st service yet, was hit by a motorist when I brake to avoid hitting the car in front. After all the normal procedures done, while coming down after meeting the police officer, I met my parents walking towards me inside the police station. I felt so relieved to see them. Actually, I could have dealt everything by myself, but that relieve feeling was for their safe arrival. The hassle they went through for about 2.5 hours to reach the police station using google map which misdirected them in those peak hours of traffic, make me worried more about them. Finally, they made it there...!

I was in the state of nothing much to say...or think...! I was totally drained out. But still was explaining to my dad about what has happened. And my mom came to me and said "intha unakku tea eduthuttu vanthirukken, muthalle konjam kudi. Pasiyode iruppe!" At that moment, I got emotionally struck with her love and couldn't even look at her eyes or I might cry. I became quiet and my brain was trying to process, after all along drive through in hectic jam and apart from the car damage, my mom only worried that I'll be starving here. "Tea...? inside police station...?!" I smiled and told her..."Okay, I will have it in car". 

Then inside appa's car, after had my tea, while driving back home, mom asked about dinner. I told them I'm not hungry. But my dad asked, "Enna saapde venum, sollu appa vaanggittu varen." Again, I am overwhelmed...!

In the world full of chaos, I am so blessed to have my parents who cares for me and love me more than anyone else could. This day was more than just good enough to feel...! It's really a blessed day for me.

Yes, I believe that even God loves me a bit more today by saving me. I am feeling very grateful because it's not that worse, no injuries and just cosmetic damages. Thank you, Universe! I know you are always there for me!

Not Married...? Then Sure Heard Of These...!

I saw these photographs in Facebook. A friend of mine shared it on her wall. It was a post from MyIndia with Inception Creater. Yeah, its c-r-e-a-t-e-r....not creator its Creater ok! It was a campaign titled "Happily Single" which was launched by and Hyderabad-basis online dating portal QuackQuack. (Have to thank them for their awesome photographs. Hey Guys..! I am spreading your campaign in my blog as well)

17 Crappy Things Indian Parents Say To Get Their Kids Married

 

(And the 2 hindi captions were)

Gal : Before this girl bring shame to the family, get her married.

Boy : log kya kahenge (what world will say?)

 
Only in our Indian Ethnicity people will be asking questions like these....

1. WHY ARE YOU NOT GETTING MARRIED YET?

Shooting this question to an unmarried girl, who have crossed the age limit of getting married, as though there is an age limit has been set by GOD or government.

2. ANY GOOD NEWS? ARE YOU GUYS GOING FOR ANY CHECK UP?

Usually, this type of question will be asked to long time married couples who are praying every day to get baby after going through many struggles and pain in their life. They ask this very frequently wherever they meet them, as though they are willing to become their baby's surrogate mother.

3. I HEARD YOU ARE DIVORCED? WHY...? WHAT HAPPENED?

And shooting these questions to a divorcee who is just getting recovered from their painful life they went through. They are asking as they are ready to let their daughter or son to get married to them.  

Yeah...yeah...yeah....I can hear you saying "Hello...! It's just a simple question...!"

YES...!!! It is a simple question for those who are asking it, but you may not know how hurting is that to hear the same questions.....again and again...not only from you...but from many as well....yet they still need to answer it without hurting you...! To help you understand their situation more easily...It's something like you are asking a bald-headed man "hey, why there is no hair on your head?"  

So moral of the story is...

When you don't have the solution for it, why waste time asking for the reason. So always spread the positive words...! It may lift you up and lit up other hearts as well. 

p/s: Thanks to Sanjeeb for the Hindi translation.

My Mr. Mango Knows How To Revenge...!

This is a mango tree. It has leaves and branches. It gives mango fruits. (Aama mangga marathule mangga kaaikkame thenggai ah kaaikkum...!) Hmm....yeah these are the facts that everyone knew! But do you know, it has eyes to watch, ears to listen and it take revenge too....? Unbelievable right!!??

Let me tell you the story. 

This mango tree was planted 12 years back by my ex-neighbour when we all shifted to the newly built housing area. The mango plant takes ages to grow and stopped its height at 1.5m. 

The good neighbour who planted the tree, had shifted to other area and requested us to water the tree daily. Yes, that's what we did without fail. After one year, it grows wonderfully and helps us to give mango leaves for our prayer days. And surprisingly it starts to bloom and ready to bear fruit. Our ex-neighbour visited the tree and shared their happiness, once we informed the tree's growth.

After the new neighbour shifted in to the next house, we got some restriction in plucking the leaves. They used to watch, on how many leaves are being plucked...! And the worst part is, when the tree is started to bear fruits, we were told by them to stop plucking the leaves. And they started to cover the fruits with papers and make the ownership. (only because it was planted in their house border)

I think all these conversations and acts by our new neighbour was watched by that tree. So at the time of fruiting season came, all the fruits were rotten and with worms in it. We never try to pluck it but it falls all over the places at front of the both houses. The neighbour gave us some fruit to eat, but we found that were rotten too.

And the real revenge starts after this. For the second fruiting season, the tree has grown up with thick bunches of leaves facing my house car porch (as you can see in the first picture). And the spoil branches with less leaves were facing their house car porch. Surprisingly, this time the fruits were so sweet and healthy. As you can see in the 2nd pictures, the tree bears fruit as 4 or 5 times like shown in the picture, and all were at our housing side only. 

So Mr.Mango, you really took a revenge on them huh...???

57th Merdeka Day...Since 1957!

 Flower deco at the Grand stand

 

Since its 57th Merdeka, I wished to witness the parade and feel the patriotism at Dataran Merdeka which I had never done in my life before. Yeah, I know its a big shame. I hate crowd that's why.

Well, I reached the venue finally. Joined my friend Suba, who waited there patiently for me. While walked through the way heading to Dataran Merdeka, my heart was pumping so fast. I can't wait to feel the excitement. It was so thrilling. We walked through in the crowd (which I hate the most, with lack of oxygen and various of "aroma") to find a best spot for us to stand and watch the parade.

Bangunan Sultan Abdul Samad

The exact view of Tiang Bendera Jalar Gemilang from where I was standing

Yes, amazingly we've got a superb port which is very near to the road. Our excitements had reached the highest level when the military parade started. We both love army. And getting married with an army man is my dream but the truth is, till now I have never met or befriend with anybody from ARMY...! When the military tanks were on parade, I felt how lucky we are to see this tanks only on our National Days while in other countries, it was vice versa. I m speechless and just watched them with opened mouth.

 Parade Video 1

 

 Parade Video 2

The best part of among the whole parade show was the jet show. Its a real goose bump to watch it live. You can feel the sound of the jets, at your feet. Such a proud moment...! Salute you, soldiers and air force pilots. And the parade ended with our Allahyarham Dato' Sudirman's evergreen song, Tanggal 31...!

 Parade Video 3

 

After the ceremony, we joined the crowd to send off the Agong and PM by waving flags with cheers. I had supposed to feel this all in my primary school ages, yet I am still proud at least I had felt it now. We left the dataran as a proud Malaysians to fulfill our next mission. Headed straight to Taman Rama-Rama for photography. See you again...:)

 

Changes are inevitable...!

Hmmm...:) So many changes and new things in this year...2014! Mobile phone.... carrier.... activities.... friends.... and the way of my thinking as well...:)

My life is like a novel nowadays.... :) and I'm looking forward for a beautiful ending....! I've asked it...believing it....and I'm receiving it....:)

 To the designer.....i love you....for designing this...!

ஒரு பாதி கதவு நீயடி...! (பகுதி 1)

அன்றைக்கு வழக்கம் போல எங்கேயும் பார்க்கிங் கிடைக்கவில்லை. வேற வழியில்லாமல், ஒரு வெள்ளை ஹொண்டா  சிவிக் காரை வழி மறைத்தார் போல் பார்க் பண்ணிவிட்டு, தன் ஃபோன் நம்பரை ஒரு சின்ன பேப்பரில் எழுதி அவளின் கார் மேல் வைத்துவிட்டு சென்றாள் சாவி. அவளோட பெயர்  சாவித்யாலக்ஷ்மி. பெயருக்கு ஏற்றார் போல் பொருத்தமான குணம். லட்சணம் நிறைந்த முகம்.  எல்லாவற்றுக்கும் ஒரு சொலுஷன் வச்சிருக்கும் அவளை, சாவி என்றே அழைப்பர் பலர்.

நம்பரை எழுதி வச்சிட்டு போனால், வழி மறைத்த காருக்கு சொந்தக்காரர் ஃபோன் பண்ணுவாங்க. அப்புறம் அவள் போய் காரை எடுத்து அவுங்க இடத்திலேயே பார்க் பண்ணிவிடுவாள். இது பாதி பேருக்கு சர்வ சாதாரணம். ஆனால் சிலருக்கு கோபத்தை உண்டாக்கும் விஷயம். அதே கோபம் தான் அன்றைக்கு டேவிட்டுக்கும் வந்தது. அந்த வெள்ளை கார் அவனுடையது தான்.  ஃபோன் நம்பரை பார்த்து அழைத்தான். காரினுள் சின்ன பிள்ளையார் சிலை கண்டு அது ஒரு இந்தியரின் காராகத்தான் இருக்க வேண்டும் என நினைத்தான்.

"ஹலோ!"

பெண் குரல் கேட்டதும், இன்னும் கோபம் வந்தது அவனுக்கு. ஆமாம் பெண்கள் கார் ஓட்டினாலே ஏளனமாகவும் ஒரு குறிகிய எண்ணத்தோடுதானே பார்க்கும் இந்த ஆண் வர்க்கம். சரமாரியாக திட்டித் தீர்த்துவிடலாம் என நினைத்தான்.

"ஹலோ.... என்னோட காரை பூளோக் பன்னி உங்க காரை பார்க் பன்னியிருக்கிங்க...!" என கத்தினான் டேவிட்.

"ஸோரி ஸிர், ஒன் த வேய்..."  

"என்ன ஸோரி...?? உங்களுக்கு கொஞ்சமாவது அறிவிருக்கா...?"

காதில் புகை கிளம்பியது சாவித்யாவுக்கு. ஸோரி சொல்லியும் திட்டினால் கோபம் வராதா என்ன...?

"என் கிட்ட நிறைய இருக்கு.....!! உங்களுக்கு எத்தனை கிலோ வேணும்.....?"  என்றாள் திமிராக. மறுமுனையில் ஒரு சத்தமும் இல்லை. சாவி அவள் ஃபோனை பார்த்தாள். அது அழைப்பு முடிந்து இயல்பான நிலையில் இருந்தது. "வச்சிட்டான் போல. அந்த பயம் இருக்கட்டும்...!" என பெருமிதம் கொண்டாள்.

பேட்டரி இல்லாத தன் ஃபோனை முறைத்து பார்த்துக் கொண்டிருந்தான் டேவிட்.

"கொஞ்சம் கூட மரியாதை தெரியாத மடையனா இருப்பான் போல. இப்படி காட்டு கூச்சல் போடுறான். ச்செ..!! இருக்கட்டும் போய் அவனை ஒரு கை பார்த்துடுறேன்.." என்றபடி நடந்தாள் சாவி.

கடைத்தெரு வீதியின் ஓரமாக நின்று கொண்டு, யாருடைய காராக இருக்கும் என அந்த காரின் அருகே  வரும் பெண்களையெல்லாம் முறைத்துக் கொண்டிருந்தான் டேவிட். தூரத்தில் ஒரு பெண் தனக்கு வாங்கிய உணவை அங்கிருந்த ஒரு பிச்சைக்கார கிழவனுக்குக் கொடுப்பதை கண்டான். அந்த சம்பவம் அவனை ஈர்த்தது. அந்த கிழவன் எதோ கேட்க அவள் சைகையின் மூலம் அவள் சாப்பிட்டுவிட்டதாகவும் தனக்கு வேண்டாம் என்பது போல் சொல்வதாக அவனுக்கு புரிந்தது. கிழவன் வாழ்த்துவது போல் கையசைத்துவிட்டு சந்தோஷமாக நடந்தான். டேவிட் மறுபடியும் அந்த பெண்ணையே கவனிக்கத் தொடங்கினான். அவள் பேரழகி அல்ல. சுமாரான அழகுதான். இருந்தாலும் அவன் கண்கள் அவளை விட்டு அகலவில்லை.

அவள் இரு கடைகளுக்கு பிறகு தள்ளி இருக்கும் ஒரு பேக்கரியில் நுழைந்தாள்.அவசரமாக ஏதோ ஒன்றை வாங்கிக்கொண்டு வெளியில் வந்தாள். ஓட்டமும் நடையுமாக வந்த அவள், அவன் நிற்கும் இடத்தையே நெருங்கினாள். ஒரு வேளை இவள் தான் அந்த காருக்கு சொந்தக்காரியாக இருக்குமோ என யோசித்தான்.  வந்தது சாவித்யாவேதான்.

வந்தவள் சுற்று முற்றித் யாரையோ தேடினாள். அவள் கண்களுக்கு யாரும் அகப்படவில்லை. டேவிட்டை நெருங்கினாள்.

"எக்ஸ்க்யுஸ் மி ஸிர்...! ஹவ் யு சீன் எனி இண்டியன் மேன் ஹியர்...? ஒவ்னெர் ஒஃப் திஸ் வைட் ஹொண்டா..?" என கேட்டாள். அவள் பேசும்போது அவள் கண்களும் பேசின. காந்த கண்கள் அவளுடையது. நேர்த்தியான மூக்கு.... சின்ன உதடுகள்... முன்பற்கள் சிறிது பெரியாதாக இருந்தாலும், அது வரிசையாகவும் அழகாகவும் இருந்தது அவளுக்கு. அந்த பற்களால் உதட்டை கடித்துக் கொண்டு அவனின் பதிலுக்காக நின்றாள்.

டேவிட் சற்று சுதாரிகரித்தாவாறு, ஆச்சரியத்துடன் "நோ" என்றான்.

"இட்ஸ் ஒகே, தேங்க்ஸ்" என்றவள், தனக்கு சற்றுமுன் வந்த ஃபோன் அழைப்பை பார்த்து, டேவிட்டின் நம்பருக்கு திரும்ப அழைத்தாள். அழைத்த நபர் ஸ்விட்ச் ஆஃப் செய்யதுவிட்டார் என பதில் வந்ததும், அழைப்பை துண்டித்தாள். டேவிட் அங்கேயே நிற்காமல், பேட்டரி இல்லாத அவனுடைய ஃபோனில் ஏதொ கால் செய்து யாருடனோ பேசுவது போல் பாவலா பன்னிக்கொண்டே தூரமாக நகர்ந்தான்.

காருக்குள் நுழைந்த சாவித்யா, ஏதோ எழுதினாள். பிறகு அந்த காகிதத்தை அவன் காரின் வைப்பரின் மீது வைத்துவிட்டுச் சென்றாள். டேவிட்டும் அதைக் கண்டும் காணாதது போல் வேறு பக்கமாக நடந்தான். அவளோ வைத்த வேகத்தில் காரில் பறந்தாள். அவள் கார் மறைந்த பிறகே டேவிட் அவனுடைய காருக்கு அருகில் சென்றான். அந்த காகிதத்தை எடுத்துப் பார்த்தான்.தமிழில் எழுதியிருந்தது.

"திமிரு புடிச்ச குரங்கே...! அடுத்தவங்க கிட்ட பேசும்போது கொஞ்சம் மரியாதையா பேச கத்துக்கோ...! -இப்படிக்கு உன்னை வழி மறைத்த கார்  ஓனர்... சாவி!" 

பார்த்துவிட்டு சிரித்தான். தமிழில் சரளமாக பேச தெரியுமே தவிர டேவிட்டுக்கு தமிழில் எழுதவோ படிக்கவோ தெரியாது. இருந்தாலும் அந்த காகிதத்தை மடித்து தன் டாஷ்போர்டில் வைத்தான். "அவளிடம் ஏன் கோபத்தை நேரில் காட்ட முடியவில்லை.." என மனதுக்குள் யோசித்தாவாரே தன் காரில் மெதுவாக நகர்ந்தான்.

டேவிட் சித்தார்த், பார்ப்பதற்கு வெள்ளைக்காரனை போலவே இருப்பான். எழுமிச்சை பழ நிறம்.... நல்ல உயரம்... நடுத்தரமான உடல்வாகு... சாக்லட் நிற கண்கள்....... இவையனைத்தும் அவனை முதலில் பார்க்கும் யாரும் அவன் ஒரு வெளி நாட்டவர் தான் என உறுதியாக சொல்லகூடும். அப்படித்தான் சாவித்யாவும் நினைத்துக்கொண்டு அவனிடம் அவனைப் பற்றியே ஆங்கிலத்தில் விசாரித்திருக்கிறாள்.

நல்ல அடைமழையில் வீடு வந்து சேர்ந்தான், டேவிட். பெரும்பணக்காரர்கள் குடியிருப்பு பகுதியில்தான் அவன் வீடு அமைந்திருந்தது. வீட்டினுள் நுழைந்தவுடன் அவனுடைய  பாட்டி துண்டுடன்  வந்து, டேவிட்டின் டையை பிடித்து இழுத்து, அவன் தலையை துவட்டினார். "விடுங்க பாட்டி, நான் என்ன சின்ன பையனா..?" என்றான் சிரித்தாவாரே. "சித்து கண்ணு, எனக்கு இன்னும் சின்ன புள்ள தான்...!" என்று கண்ணத்தில் கிள்ளினார் பாட்டி. "போய் முதல்ல குளிச்சிட்டு வாயா...பாட்டி உனக்கு டீ போட்டு வைக்கிறேன்.." என்றவாரே சமையல் அறைக்கு சென்றார் மரகதம் பாட்டி. கொழு பொம்மை போல் இருக்கும் அந்த மரகதம் பாட்டிக்கு தன் மகள் வயிற்று பேரன் மேல் கொள்ளை ப்ரியம்.

டேவிட்டின் அப்பா திரு. ஸ்மித், ஒரு வெள்ளைகாரர், மிக பெரிய தொழிலதிபர். லண்டன் பிரஜையான அவர், மலேசியாவிற்கு வருகை தந்தபோது, தொழில் ரீதியில் அறிமுகமான தனது நண்பர் ராமனின் தங்கையை காதலித்து மணந்துக்கொண்டார். திரு ஸ்மித் மற்றும் திருமதி லஷ்மிக்கும் பிறந்தவன் தான் டேவிட் சித்தார்த் ஸ்மித். டேவிட் என்ற பெயரே இவனுக்கு பிடிக்கும். தன் விருப்பப்படி எம்.பி.ஏ படித்தான். அம்மா அப்பாவின் ஆசைப்படி அவர்கள் குடும்ப பிஸினஸையே கவனித்துக்கொண்டான். 

அவனுக்கு உயிருக்கு உயிராக இருந்த அவ்விருவருமே 2 வருடங்களுக்கு முன்பு ஒரு கார் விபத்தில் இறந்துவிட்டனர். ஒரே நாளில் உலகமே இருண்டு போனது போல இருந்தது டேவிட்டுக்கு. உருகுலைந்த இவன், சில மாதங்களுக்கு பிறகு, அவனின் மாமா ராமனின் அழைப்பிற்கினங்க மலேசியா வந்தான். அந்த இடம் மாற்றம் அவனுக்கு புத்துணர்ச்சியளித்தது. அப்பாவின் லண்டன் கம்பனியை அவரின் மேனஜர் கண்கானிப்பில் விட்டு விட்டு, சில நாட்கள் ஓய்வுக்காக தன் மாமாவின் வீட்டிலிருந்து தங்கியபடியே ஒன்லைனில் தன் பிசினஸ் மீட்டிங்கையும், மாமாவின் பிசினஸுக்கும் உதவியாக இருந்தான்.

.................தொடரும்

Bharathanatyam....!! Why Not Me...?

Yesterday I attended a function called "Aranggetram". Its actually a classical form of graduation function for the students who had completed their basic lessons in music or dance such as bharathanatyam, veenai, tabla, sanggeetham and so on. The student who performed her "aranggetram" was Ms Kamalam Soma Sundram, and I totally have not known her or met her before. Then ...why I went...? Barathi Akka got the invitation. It's her colleagues daughter's function. Since she invited me to go along with her, I smiled till my teeth shines and jumped in happy. The only reason I followed her because the function held at Shanthanand Hall, in TEMPLE of FINE ARTS, Brickfields. 

For me stepping into the Temple of Fine Arts building itself can be considered that I'm gifted. It has no other difference than the house of deities. I had never been there before but I knew about it for a very long time...hmm since 1996. It's all because......Once upon a time, I had a big interest in learning Bharathanatyam...the most beautiful Indian classical dance!!! Thaka thakida thom...tharikida thom..:)

As a little girl I adore the dance just because of its costume. It looks awesome that it has the biggest "kosuvam" portion. Something like Chinese fan in the middle of the costume. So when you dance you look gorgeous like peacock.

pic courtesy from google

When I was around 8 or 9 years old, I was too flexible in doing some poses such as bend backward and make my foot touch my head, make my both hands tied and do one circle from front to backward and vice versa. Wow..amazing rite...! Yes, I really can do this kind of stunts without knowing its the hardest Yoga poses. And my dad and mom were so proud of it and used talk big of me among their friends and relatives and they to asked my parents to enroll me in Bharatham classes. 

And one fine Sunday, my dad picked me and drove to my primary school. He knew that there were some bharatham classes being conducted on Sundays. So he planned to enroll me there. I was wearing one punjabi suit, wait I still do remember the suit's colour. It was white and red. After the meeting and greeting sessions with teacher, I was taught to dance "kolattam". Kolattam is a traditional Tamizh dance using 2 sticks. Like picture below.

 Picture courtesy from GOOGLE

I enjoyed it though, because it is very new for me. And since I am fond of dance...I easily would catch up any type of steps. When I get back home, I asked my grandma to make 2 sticks for me and she did it too using the guava tree branch. She said the sound will come louder when we beat. I was so happy and proudly brought it to the next class.

The disaster happened that day. My teacher had an idea and done some grouping among the girls into 3 groups. They were all the long hair girls in one group, the shoulder length hair in one group and the shortest hair were in one group. I was at the third one. My parents used to cut my hair shorter coz when my hair grows longer it sweats a lot, and then I'll get cold easily  :(  So due to that I had to keep my hair short when I was small.

Ok let's go back to the story. Do you know why the grouping is done...? Its for a dance motive too. There will be a function is going to held in the school for Merdeka Day. So teacher planned to have dances for 3 communities in Malaysia. The long hair girls will represent Indians by dancing "kolaattam". The shoulder length hair girls will be dancing Chinese dance, wearing Sam Fu and 2 small buns....and the most short hair girls will be dancing Malay dance using tempurung...u know what is tempurung...? Kottangkuchi..! I was so sad and break into tears. I was about to quit. But the teacher was so strict and fierce. So I console myself and danced.

Look at my sad face holding the tempurung....I am the most nearest and facing to the cam...

"thatti paarthen kottangkuchi...:("

Actually there is no bharatham classes being conducted in our school. It was a misunderstanding. There were dance practices going on for school functions. So after that incident I quit from the dance class and joined the school band. That went well for 2 years. Then my life gets too busy with studies in secondary school...colleges...university...and I have totally forgotten about learning bharatham. A couple of years back watched Sir Ramli Ibrahim's Odissi show at KLPAC. Planned to enroll in his classes but I think its toooooo late now...:) Well that is how the journey of learning bharatham ended in me...!!    

   

Who Is This With You...?

I have seen this thing happened to others...many times..! And sometimes happened to me as well...and it is very embarrassing. Some just love to act smart...but at the end they make fool of themselves. Okay here is the story. If you don't ever have any idea about the relationship in between two, do not....let me tell you again DO NOT assume and simply ask questions such like below. 

Assumption No.1

Hey, your girlfriend ah / boyfriend ah...? (un sarakka ah / boy ah...?)--- towards a siblings who are super hot and cute like Hensel and Gretel....!

Hansel and Gretel..:)

Assumption No.2

Your big sister ah / younger brother ah...? (ungge akka-va / thambi-ya...?) --- towards a couple when the wife looks bigger than her husband...like Cinta Kolesterol couple....!

Cinta Kolesterol pair...:)

Assumption No.3
Your wife ah...? (ungge pombalaiya ah...?) --- to a young looking dads whom walking with his pampered 20+ aged daughter around his hand...who look like Abiyum Naanum father daughter...!

Abiyum Nanum...father and daughter..!

Assumption No.4
Your father ah...? (ungge appa va...?) --- towards a lady who looks younger than her husband...like this famous bollwood couple below...!

Young forever Sri Devi and great man Boney Kapoor..!

And Super Smart Assumption No.5 (THE WORST actually)

(*i think photos are not necessary for this one coz you can see many in Malaysia*)

Talking back or gossiping about relationship of an elderly, wealthy and not-so-good-looking Indian man holding hand of a young, gorgeous and mixed-blood looking teenage girl and assuming them as "sugar-daddy brings call-girl to shopping mall".......But if you really look at the behind of these two....there might be a elderly Chinese lady will be walking with a handsome, mixed-look young man. And then, you will be realizing that they were father and daughter with mother and son....:) And its literally a family....!! 

So throw out your stupidity with those annoying questions. The best way is just to ask them "Who is this with you?" despite assuming wrong relationship and embarrassing the other parties...:) Isn't it so simple....! Being simple sometimes will makes you think wiser.. :) 

The Impossible

I watched "The Impossible" movie yesterday. It's a story about hope, believe and never ever give up. I love this type of movies. It is something like Frozen, Sanctum and Life of Pie. Of course, very touching and I cried for many scenes. Scenes where the mom who got cuts and scratches at her breast and at thigh (till the muscle come out and bleeding) will be dragged by village people and help her wear clothes.

The vomiting "things" at the hospital, phone sharing to call family members, Lucas' (the elder boy) answer when asked to identify his mom's jewellery (he won't say yes coz think that they will inform that his mom was dead, and if he said no, he might don't know what has happened to her). And the most touching part till my nose gets so hot and I can't hold my tears was the scene, where the both younger brothers run towards his elder bro..screaming Lucas..! Lucas..! Lucas..! Makes me wanted to scream too.."LUCAS...turn back..your brother are there...!!" :(((( Memang sedih giler ah part ni..! I closed my mouth and cried for this scene. 

 

Not only me ok...:) I heard many weeps in the cine hall. The real Tsunami fear was at the last part where they show how the mom got strucked by the giant waves! Since its a based on a true story they will put the actual family photo who survived from this disaster when the credits rolled. The movie ends but many stayed back in their seats in silent and wiping their tears. I am writing about this movie, today evening because it gave big impact towards me. Early morning when I wake up the first image captured on mind was the mom's wound on her body. This movie teaches about how precious a life is, the meaning of family, love, reunion, hope, pain and the fear of being "alone". Should not be missed..:)

Eye on the Sky

This photo was taken by me on 18th November 2012, while going back home from Thailand trip. Since small I always love to see clouds and take photos. Its fun to see the appearance of things or animals at sky according to imagination. But this time what I saw was a pair of eyes. It remained for 5 minutes from 7pm. I took this photo nearby the LaFarge cement factory. I think around Chemor.

I clicked this shot while my uncle was driving fast. None of them in the car knew about it. Even I noticed it after the first click and checked in the cam screen. Then when I realized, I put my head outside of the window and clicked many shots as I can take.

Still can't managed to find the eyes...here I've put arrow for you...!

 weird rite...?

okay...here it is...I hope it's still can be seen:)

My Vacation to Hatyai & Krabi

Krabiiii...here I come...:) Actually it was planned 3 months back. Not by me, but my Auntie and Uncle. So I was not sure whether I am in the vacation trip or not, due to many reasons but at last I made it. So here goes my story.

15th November 12

My journey starts from KL. I took bus to Ipoh and joined with my Auntie family and went with their vehicle. After 4 hours journey we stopped at Changlun. Changlun is a main border town in Kedah. Around this area you can see many coffee shops (mainly owned by Chinese). Here they are providing services to prepare our travel documentation such as filling up embarkation card(printed version), cover note and car grant (for insurance) form preparation and hotel bookings and money changer as well. Its better to change more than enough because the interest rate is less at the border.

Baht...

They charge RM10 for the documentation services and for the hotel booking they request for full payment. They will be giving you a receipt upon your payment. Do not forget to get the hotel address and keep the receipt in safe. 

After had our tea at the coffee shop and getting the documentations done, we headed straight to Bukit Kayu Hitam customs which is around 8km from Changlun. Then at Sadao customs we encountered a problem. My Uncle and Auntie whom have been to Phuket last year forgot to clear the car insurance cover note when checking out from there. So they were fined RM200 at the customs department. The officers were friendly and had explained the procedures and everything was settled in smooth. Left Sadao at 7.30pm. 

Reached our hotel at about 8pm and checked in with the receipt from Changlun. It's Siam Center Hotel and it is in the middle of Hatyai town. The rooms were neat and clean with superb view from the 11th floor with reasonable room price RM95 per night.

But the washroom was little uncomfortable for me. And its not getting full mark for cleanliness and it has no hose or washer pipe fixed at the toilet. So we had some difficulties in using it but somehow we managed to overcome the situation successfully... ! Pheeewww...!

Look the stain mark around the photo frame...first of all is the frame needed in the toilet?

After freshened up ourselves, we planned to have dinner at outside. Few meters away from the hotel there were a lot of food stalls and souvenior shops. But don't get surprise if you see massage centers and saloons at every street, every corner you turn your head:) 

 Sweet start with Leng Chee Kang....!

 This is the look of Hatyai street at night. Full of peoples and their activities.

While walking all along the street we found a travel agency which provides shuttle van and boat ride services to beach and islands such as Krabi, Koh Samui, Koh Lipe, Koh Phi Phi. You also can find a tour guide service to the best tourism spot at Songkhla. After considering it as a reasonable price, we booked the 2 way shuttle service to Krabi beach. It cost about RM29 per person (for 1 way). These charges are only for the transport from Hatyai to Krabi town. After all arrangements and payments done, our legs stopped at...where else of course to the nearby massage center. My closes friend Murali who visited to Thailand (for work purpose of course) more than he visited his own hometown, always makes me jealous with his massage experience especially for leg one. He strongly recommended me to do not miss out the massage whenever I had a chance to visit there. And now I'm here...then how do I miss it? Yes, I and my aunt did leg message together after had our dinner. Its only cost RM20 per hour.

16th November 12

Morning 9.30am the shuttle van fetched us from the hotel entrance. Its was advisable to take heavy breakfast because it takes 4 hours to reach Krabi (no worries the driver stopped after 2 hours for a break at a restaurant). I think its best to take flight and go to Krabi if your vacation spot is ONLY to Krabi. Because 8 hours of your time will be just wasted by traveling. If there are some visiting spots along the journey where you can stop-by to see some interesting places means okay. But what I saw was hills at both sides, palm trees, rubber trees and trees and houses. So don't do the mistake that we did.

At about 2pm we reached the Krabi town. Since we never booked any hotels for our stay, the driver brought us to nearby shop where they provide the hotel booking services. Its like everything is there. And you don't have to worry about anything or any feeling of lost. We informed our budget and they booked 2 rooms in Baan Pulaoon Hotel at Aonang Beach (RM160 per room with b/fast). Aonang Beach is 20mins from Krabi town. So the driver charged us RM40 to took us there. But if you take Tuk Tuk, they still charge you the same. Tuk Tuk is a cab cum bus/van. Yeah that's best description I can give.

Tuk Tuk....

Okay...now we are at Aonang Beach. In front of the Baan Pulaoon Hotel. Well, I was expecting a beach view hotel, but what we got was a three floor apartment type hotel near the main road.

 

Entrance..

 

The outlook of the hotel....

The outlook may be not so grand or fail to impress, but believe me the rooms and their hospitality are heaven. It was so clean and very comfortable. Luckily we got the room facing the green jungle view. Its the hotel's backyard view. It was so cooling and peaceful.

its a room with double bed but since we requested they added a single bed..

clean and comfortable washroom...

What's next..? Of course the best rest! We took short nap and refreshed ourselves to get ready for shopping at Krabi night market. Its actually at the Krabi town where at first the shuttle service driver stopped for us to book the hotel. And here are some photos of night market.

On the way to the night market...in between Aonang beach and Krabi town..!

Did you notice the lady at the first shop? She is doing decoration light. Guess made of what? Come lets have a closer look!

This beautiful lights was the end product of ....

Can you see what was that made of?

Yes, its the plastic coke bottle.

See how creative the people are. Haizz...I should have bought one of this. But, since I'm in the full excitement of the surroundings, I've forgot about it.

Painting corner.....

 

Potrait and scenary paintings..

The prayer items.... Jasmine..and...

Pandan leaves...

The food item..

Close up...

The stage for performers in the mid of night market..

The peculiar traffic lights...

17th November 12
After had our breakfast at the hotel, we were ready to our boating adventure as planned. Oh yeah forgot to write here about the plan. Krabi is famous for its beautiful islands. This Baan Pulaoon Hotel also provide boat trip to islands, snorkeling, canoeing and many adventures activities. We chose the boat trip to 4 islands which cost us RM340. So after had our breakfast we left to the beach at 8.30am. We went to Rayley Bay, Tap Island (Koh Tap), Chicken Island (Koh Gai), and Poda Island (Koh Poda).

Raylay Bay...

 The boat shop(bar)...

My foot print...

This Raylay Bay best known as beautiful beach. It has nothing but heaven. The water is crystal clear and the sand...ohh..so white and clean. Of course you can stay here if you wanted to feel the adventures life of Tom Hanks in Cast Away...hehehe:) Yes, nobody lives here! And there is no boating available after 6pm here.

The next island we went was to Tap Island. This island is very special. It has 2 shores at both side. Something like you have seen it in the ending of 3 Idiots Hindi movie. I didn't take any picture of it because it was flooded with many people. Such a crowd till it makes my mood out to get down there to take pictures. Then we moved to Chicken Island and the boatman stopped at right place for snorkeling.

Chicken Island...looks like chicken laying rite:)

Snorkeling time...at Chicken Island

Poda Island...

The last was Poda Island. Its another heaven and the best among four. Guess why? Because they had a restaurant and washrooms facilities there. It's best to choose this island as your last stop. Because it will be easy for you to change your clothing after had swam at the previous islands.(*i think the boatman knows it well*)

After the island tour, we got back to the hotel at 1.30pm and checked out after an hour later. Yes, that's not the checkout time, but since the lady owner of the hotel Mrs.Velita was so understanding so she allocated us one room for changing and pack our things. She is very friendly and the only person who can speak good English among the people I met there. The hotel was run by her whole family and relatives. The transport and boating comes under her brothers, reception and refreshment taken care by herself and her sisters. And cleaning and room service done by her young and hardworking cousins.

Mrs. Velita...

Left Krabi with heavy heart but with enjoyable experience and of course with tanned skin. But that's okay. It can be recover within a week or two. Reached Hatyai at 7pm. The shuttle service dropped us at in front of our hotel. Yeah its the same Siam Center Hotel. We booked that day itself before we left to Krabi, because we parked our vehicle underground where we found its the free and safest parking while we are away.

This time we got the interconnected room. So very easy and convenient for us. Headed to the Hatyai night market after had our quick shower. After dinner, shopping..shopping and shopping till 11pm. Called for Thai massage service to the room. Again its for me and aunt. They charged us RM 30 per hour. Then slept at 2am after tea and some chit chat with kids.

18th November 12
Checked out at 12pm and headed to the town for lunch. All the way you can see Buddha everywhere.

But the wire too is going through everywhere...

Holding handbag as her sunshade...!

After lunch while slightly getting tired and sleepy, this scene provoked me very much and I captured her act. Actually there is a reason and story for this photo. You can see a lady holding her handbag as her sunshade rite! Can we do that in Malaysia...? While moving on the road..? Like in wide and open area..? I'm sure you are slowly shaking your head right to left, but still wanted to say that Malaysia is far better than Thailand rite? Believe me, Thailand is the safest country where you can move anywhere without any fear with friendly people around:) Phop kan mai...:)