The beauty of daily writing is that it gives me the chance to reflect on my bland day. I know I should be positive, this is me being real. “Keeping it real” like many loud barkers say on TV. This is my reality TV show, and for now, I am the main audience, actor, producer and director of my life. Every process has a process, and this too is no exception.
I am at the cafe as I am on my third cup of great coffee. For a day that began with me saying that I will not drink any coffee, lets just say that this is not my last cup. The coffee here is irresistible. Besides the lady with the loud laugh, the ambiance is very “creative thinking” friendly.
As I am experimenting with food, drinks and desserts, I am seeing that there is something interesting about whipped cream. I think the attachment to is is rather psychological than it is of the product itself. Maybe its that noise, or the shape—surely it is not the taste that makes it the “I want that” item that I am looking forward to.
Small paragraphs and this is the fourth one. Thoughts rampant as is the caffeine. Another super charged day.... got fuel and no where to go.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Ramadhan, Part 1
“That which does not kill me makes me stronger” In the famous words of Friedrich Nietzsche, we tend to follow the direct opposite. We live in comfort in a world with abundance where the slight lack of a simple necessity can force us to endure the pain of actually taking extra effort. When the boat is rocked, we panic; yet in times of smooth sailing, we have no cares in the world around us.
As Ramadhan is less than 14 days, I am reflecting on this though. In my reflection, I am recalling the importance of tradition. As Ramadhan is the month where we prepare for the 11 months ahead, I am also focusing on the importance of planning. All of this coincides with my birthday—as I usually use August 2 as my personal New Year.'s Day.
It is 3:00am, and our house lights are on. Mom is in the kitchen and it is the smell of culinary delights that awakens me. The lights are just there to remind me that I am not dreaming, and that I have to get up out of bed, eat and then begin my day. As a 12 year old on summer vacation, this memory of some three decades ago all seems like yesterday. So too are the times where I felt too tired to get up and fasted without breakfast. “You snooze, you lose” becomes a lesson learned quickly.
The table is set, and it looks as ornate at the Iftar dinner parties that we have been hosting from the nights before. The main difference is that this is our gathering—where our family, lead by Mom and Dad—are rounding us up all together at the dinner table. As we are all racing to eat what we can before dawn's early light, this moment is something I look forward to.
After the confirmation that it is time to stop eating—almost like a New Years countdown—clean up begins as we all help with the kitchen cleanup. As I am cleaning, I am not thinking about food, but I am thinking about dinner. Somehow, I have my justification for this diametrically opposed thought---16 hours of a fast without food or water.
The day is long, and somehow time seems to tick slowly as the hours approach sunset. I chose not to look at clocks or my watch, but I try my best in keeping busy. I am learning goal setting and time management from fasting—what a deal!!! I can recall that one of my thoughts back in those days which replays every Ramadhan is “exactly how much time do we spend per day eating?” This is the question that we do not pay much attention to. We grasp the reality of the answer when we see that we have been eating almost unconsciously. Are we addicted to food? Are we using food like how a smoker lights up for not real reason? Are we chugging soda and coffee in the same manner an alcoholic reaches out for “just one more drink”? Face it, I am an addict. My drug of choice is food.
As sunset is approaching, the more food being set on the dinner table now becomes the new way how I am seeing that Iftar is approaching. This becomes the new clock for the countdown to eating. The guests arrive, and silence grows as it is appearing darker outside with each passing second. Food at last, as there is no shortage of that, or the moments that we are thankful for.
As Ramadhan is less than 14 days, I am reflecting on this though. In my reflection, I am recalling the importance of tradition. As Ramadhan is the month where we prepare for the 11 months ahead, I am also focusing on the importance of planning. All of this coincides with my birthday—as I usually use August 2 as my personal New Year.'s Day.
It is 3:00am, and our house lights are on. Mom is in the kitchen and it is the smell of culinary delights that awakens me. The lights are just there to remind me that I am not dreaming, and that I have to get up out of bed, eat and then begin my day. As a 12 year old on summer vacation, this memory of some three decades ago all seems like yesterday. So too are the times where I felt too tired to get up and fasted without breakfast. “You snooze, you lose” becomes a lesson learned quickly.
The table is set, and it looks as ornate at the Iftar dinner parties that we have been hosting from the nights before. The main difference is that this is our gathering—where our family, lead by Mom and Dad—are rounding us up all together at the dinner table. As we are all racing to eat what we can before dawn's early light, this moment is something I look forward to.
After the confirmation that it is time to stop eating—almost like a New Years countdown—clean up begins as we all help with the kitchen cleanup. As I am cleaning, I am not thinking about food, but I am thinking about dinner. Somehow, I have my justification for this diametrically opposed thought---16 hours of a fast without food or water.
The day is long, and somehow time seems to tick slowly as the hours approach sunset. I chose not to look at clocks or my watch, but I try my best in keeping busy. I am learning goal setting and time management from fasting—what a deal!!! I can recall that one of my thoughts back in those days which replays every Ramadhan is “exactly how much time do we spend per day eating?” This is the question that we do not pay much attention to. We grasp the reality of the answer when we see that we have been eating almost unconsciously. Are we addicted to food? Are we using food like how a smoker lights up for not real reason? Are we chugging soda and coffee in the same manner an alcoholic reaches out for “just one more drink”? Face it, I am an addict. My drug of choice is food.
As sunset is approaching, the more food being set on the dinner table now becomes the new way how I am seeing that Iftar is approaching. This becomes the new clock for the countdown to eating. The guests arrive, and silence grows as it is appearing darker outside with each passing second. Food at last, as there is no shortage of that, or the moments that we are thankful for.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Owed to Facebook.....
I am here because I am trying to shy away from Facebook. In making my decision of breaking free from the consumer of my internet time and bandwidth, I was assessing this critical life changing decision from many different angles. Here are my findings.
1. What if Facebook is an attempt of someone collecting data about me, my friends, what we all like, and how not so normal we all act amongst ourselves?? Actually, it is. Conversation interaction is great--especially when we can speak our mind. If we have to "edit" our thoughts as we are in a deep conversation, it is clear that some time down the road, someone who has no clue on that exact moment, you will we grossly misjudged. When we have an opinion that our friends new car is a piece of crap, only an idiot will ask you how is such a comparison valid. Solution: block the dumbass!!
2. Why do we have friends that think that facebook is a modern version of a party-line phone conversation. I don't need to know the details about a friends friend that had a stomach ache this morning and that they are going to see the are going to see the doctor because they are peeing blue after breakfast. Solution: Since they are on the subject of peeing, Kindly piss off!!"
3. What happened to people calling?? Have we lost the fine art of conversation?? Well, if the conversation is like that of the friend's friend above, they I should thank them for not calling me as they are in line at the grocery store. Some things are better left unsaid and un-facebooked!!
...But in all fairness, FB is forcing us to get back to the fine art of writing. I am not talking about the the conversations that consist of "yeah" "no" "k". Now, is it THAT difficult to say "ok" that people really feel that pressing the letter "o" takes up too much energy?? Have a candy bar on me!!!..
As the name of this block implies, 'if you can read my mind'... I know, I have to write more, as lots is on my mind. Please remember that feedback, not facebook, is the breakfast of champions. Whats your "take" on this issue?? Go out and make it a great day.
1. What if Facebook is an attempt of someone collecting data about me, my friends, what we all like, and how not so normal we all act amongst ourselves?? Actually, it is. Conversation interaction is great--especially when we can speak our mind. If we have to "edit" our thoughts as we are in a deep conversation, it is clear that some time down the road, someone who has no clue on that exact moment, you will we grossly misjudged. When we have an opinion that our friends new car is a piece of crap, only an idiot will ask you how is such a comparison valid. Solution: block the dumbass!!
2. Why do we have friends that think that facebook is a modern version of a party-line phone conversation. I don't need to know the details about a friends friend that had a stomach ache this morning and that they are going to see the are going to see the doctor because they are peeing blue after breakfast. Solution: Since they are on the subject of peeing, Kindly piss off!!"
3. What happened to people calling?? Have we lost the fine art of conversation?? Well, if the conversation is like that of the friend's friend above, they I should thank them for not calling me as they are in line at the grocery store. Some things are better left unsaid and un-facebooked!!
...But in all fairness, FB is forcing us to get back to the fine art of writing. I am not talking about the the conversations that consist of "yeah" "no" "k". Now, is it THAT difficult to say "ok" that people really feel that pressing the letter "o" takes up too much energy?? Have a candy bar on me!!!..
As the name of this block implies, 'if you can read my mind'... I know, I have to write more, as lots is on my mind. Please remember that feedback, not facebook, is the breakfast of champions. Whats your "take" on this issue?? Go out and make it a great day.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
mobile blogging...wooo hooo!!!!
It's great to know that I can create from the comfort of my cell phone. I am not using a Blackberry type device, but this phone does have a keyboard. I am slow at typing on this... two thumbs and wandering eyes!!
Not all of us get our 15 minutes of fame, but with this new means of communication, I now have my voice than can speak louder than me... I hope. I'm glad I'm not addicted to facebook!!!
Seven important things to remember about life:
Life is a game, PLAY IT
Life is a song, SING IT
Life is music, HEAR IT
Life is love, ENJOY IT
Life is a mystery, SOLVE IT
Life is a challenge, FACE IT
Life is a sorrow, SMILE AT IT
You only get ONE life,
So LIVE IT!
Life is a song, SING IT
Life is music, HEAR IT
Life is love, ENJOY IT
Life is a mystery, SOLVE IT
Life is a challenge, FACE IT
Life is a sorrow, SMILE AT IT
You only get ONE life,
So LIVE IT!
Our Legacy
We choose the legacy we leave behind. We all are getting older, as the hands of time never go counter-clockwise.
I am thankful for many things that touch my life and enrich my spirit. I feel that I will be counting my blessings--not just this evening, but more often and on a regular basis. Only in rare situations are we amongst those who were born with a silver spoon in their mouth. We begin from humble beginnings, and our journey becomes the canvas on which we either make a priceless masterpiece or just wish we had better and brighter colors to have worked with. Rainbows serve to remind us stop, take a step back, and see if our artistic abilities are forming the work of art we call our legacy.
From today, I learned that there are moments in our life that we wish could never end. The seeds of greatness that these memories create are the fact that we can always rewind and replay these again, when our world gets a sudden spell of rain. Life is our greatest blessing. I love life, my friends, and everyone that has inspired and encouragement to go beyond the distance. This is the grandest time in history.
The words that are ringing thru my mind right now are "legacy building". Somehow, I see that when I do things off my regular path, there comes an event that makes me realize the bigger and much brighter picture of possibility. My life is constantly filled with symbolism as it is blessed with moments. Priceless moments can be worth so much.
I am learning so much is this crash course of real life 101. Do I care more than necessary? Yes. This might be an asset as it too is a liability. The question we will ask at this second is "Where will we be 1 year from now?" I am certain that this something do later become the start of massive change that no one had ever thought possible.
In many ways, I am seeing certain blessings from the situations that I have seen. I do believe that 'every situation is a positive situation if viewed as an opportunity for growth and self mastery'. We are all growing, changing, and evolving. There are blessings around us."
I am thankful for many things that touch my life and enrich my spirit. I feel that I will be counting my blessings--not just this evening, but more often and on a regular basis. Only in rare situations are we amongst those who were born with a silver spoon in their mouth. We begin from humble beginnings, and our journey becomes the canvas on which we either make a priceless masterpiece or just wish we had better and brighter colors to have worked with. Rainbows serve to remind us stop, take a step back, and see if our artistic abilities are forming the work of art we call our legacy.
From today, I learned that there are moments in our life that we wish could never end. The seeds of greatness that these memories create are the fact that we can always rewind and replay these again, when our world gets a sudden spell of rain. Life is our greatest blessing. I love life, my friends, and everyone that has inspired and encouragement to go beyond the distance. This is the grandest time in history.
The words that are ringing thru my mind right now are "legacy building". Somehow, I see that when I do things off my regular path, there comes an event that makes me realize the bigger and much brighter picture of possibility. My life is constantly filled with symbolism as it is blessed with moments. Priceless moments can be worth so much.
I am learning so much is this crash course of real life 101. Do I care more than necessary? Yes. This might be an asset as it too is a liability. The question we will ask at this second is "Where will we be 1 year from now?" I am certain that this something do later become the start of massive change that no one had ever thought possible.
In many ways, I am seeing certain blessings from the situations that I have seen. I do believe that 'every situation is a positive situation if viewed as an opportunity for growth and self mastery'. We are all growing, changing, and evolving. There are blessings around us."
Greetings and welcome to my new home....
This is my first post of many. Firstly, I would like to thank a great friend of mine who gave me the kick start to write my own blog. A huge "shout out" to Novie. Her blog can be found at http://awesomelittlepal.blogspot.com/
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