Another Lesson Learnt From Holista

This was my final email to my colleagues at Holista..

Dear Everyone

Be A Master NOT A Slave.. echoes through most emails lately.. the main trigger for my moving on..

Wonderful Lessons Learnt from the Integrity, Innovation and Initiative to finishing strong to 212 Degrees onto Be A Master NOT A Slave.. At the end of the day, what matters most is the mindset..

Well, as I leave the building, today.. I take with me some good times that I cherish, challenging times that I learnt from and of course moments that I know will never reoccur in my life..

I would like to thank each and everyone of you for your guidance, patience and sometimes love through my tenure at Holista..

My contact details remains.. do keep in touch

with love, light and bliss
dhena

Visiting Batu Caves 2010

Visiting Batu Caves proved to be quite treacherous.. Overall I witnessed..

1. Organised chaos.. the temple management put a lot of time, thought and resources to ensure that there was crowd control.. but was there crowd control.. i wonder?
2. Rubbish, rubbish and more rubbish.. Announcements were made that there were bins everywhere.. i found none.. i carried my two empty mineral water bottles back to the train station where i could discard in a proper bin.. Was there bins or was there BINS?
3. Praises, praises and more praises.. i did not hear praises to Lord Muruga at Batu Caves.. but rather how temple committee chairman contributed to society and the temple..
4. Donation seeking over PA System.. this was done shamelessly.. over and over again.. somehow it seemed like the entire purpose was lost..

Whilst some of us did experience devotion.. we couldn't miss the other 'activities' around us..

Wise or Otherwise, you decide..

d

Reflecting

Everything that happens to you.. is a reflection of you..

A good friend enlightened me with this concept.. I was shocked.. how can that be.. I am perfect.. so what if you were imperfect.. that is not my problem..

But the concept is.. as long as it triggers your nerves.. then it is a reflection of yourself.. good or bad.. all the same..

The past 3 weeks has been quite a hell ride for me with me spreading myself so thin.. well.. it’s the past now.. and I hope to move forward eventhough some areas have left some unleveled stamps deep within..

Emotions welled up over these weeks.. getting me riled over the smallest triggers.. I am only human.. trying to live a saint’s life.. but it’s a tall order for someone as short tempered as me.. :)

Then I got into the office this morning, and I saw this purple coloured framed words my good friend Sharon gave me.. and the click happened yet again..

The framed words read as below:-

MIRROR

The good you find in others, is in you too..
The faults you find in others are your faults as well…
After all, to recognize something you must know it…

The possibilities you in others are possible for you as well..
The beauty you see around you is your beauty..
The world around you is a reflection,
a mirror showing you the person you are..

To change your world, you must change yourself..
To blame and complain will only make matters worse..
Whatever you care about is your responsibility..
What you see in others, shows you yourself..

See the best in others, and you will be your best..
Give to others, and you give to yourself
Appreciate beauty, and you will be beautiful
Admire creativity, and you will be creative
Love, and you will be loved
Seek to understand, and you will be understood

Listen, and your voice will be heard.

Thanks Sharon, for such wise words.. jolted me and woke me up again..

I am imperfectly, perfect...
dhena

The State of Our National Lingo

I met a bunch of 13 year Malaysian kids of Chinese origin last evening.. What interest me was not their clothes, not their raging hormones either.. but rather their inability to communicate in our National Language.. All they needed to translate was B-13-10.. from their mother tongue to our National Language and they had a good 10 seconds discussion before they translated it correctly..  

Hhhhmm that scenario could have been by chance.. could have been because they were engulfed with excitement.. but the question is.. even in the chinese medium school Bahasa Malaysia is taught and students are required to master it.. 7 years or more and still we are struggling... it dawned upon me at that point, why the ATMAH Kids find it difficult as well..  

I could be wrong.. but the pathetic state of affairs prevails.. the question remains.. if the Education System is ever going to change.. if vernacular schools are going to continue producing equal or more amounts of drop outs as to 18As in SPM.  

What can we do differently.. i ask.. and am still asking..  

disturbed by the incident  

dhena

Teacher gets custody of children who were converted by hubby

I am certain all of us have read this in today's STAR..

Whilst many see little successes with the verdict.. my question is genuinely the welfare and social lives of these kids forward.. We might be deluded into thinking that the nightmare just ended.. but has it.. In my view, the nightmare is yet to end.. it has just begun for the children.. from today onwards these kids will have to live through this nightmare at every occassion of their lives.. it will be the topic of discussion.. the psychological impact is another story..

I sit in my little living room wondering, who are we to create such impact on anyone.. any children.. who are we to decide on a child's life.. i am at crossroads.. at one end.. i believe everything happens for a reason.. then on the other hand.. i see something like this and am so itched to do something.. then of course i have another school of thought that thinks it is karma.. whichever the case maybe.. the kids are the ones who are going to face everyday today onwards..

I pray for strength and sanity for them..

wise or otherwise
dhena

Nudged One Step Closer to Over the Hill

For the mature adult.. you may continue to read this..

About month ago, I turned wiser.. nudged one step closer to over the hill.. it feels weird.. feels only like yesterday when I started going to school.. such is life.. but for me

Realisation hit home when I:-

• need to shop for clothes that don’t expose too much
• was bursting through the seams of my clothes
• noted the silver lining is already a permanent feature on my head
• can’t party through the night without waking up with a hangover
• witnessed what’s to point forward, now points south

Realisation hit home too when I:

• became more reflective than reactive
• stop fretting over little things
• let other’s take the lead / win
• enjoy spending time with I, me and myself,
• accept people for who they are

It is not so bad after all, nudging one step closer to over the hill.. infact, I am looking forward for the roller coaster life for sure..

wise or otherwise you decide..
dhena

Close encounter with the ‘indecisive’ kind..

What does indecisive mean.. unable to make up your mind, irresolute, evasive, two minds and the list goes on... We, the sibling sisters came in contact with a close encounter with the ‘indecisive’ kind..

Looking back, my sister was excited meeting an old friend and she made all the arrangements to meet.. mua just followed this time around because of the ‘headless situation’ I have been in at work.. and all I did was suggest where to meet for dinner..

Now when you read the adventure, you may ask.. why did you suggest a place with so many options.. well.. I did because of those options as well.. The theory of Perfect vs Imperfect..

Anyway, it was raining ‘phiphants’ and rhinos just seconds after we got there.. We proceeded to the ground floor and first got our bearings then I recommended Divino.. an Italian restaurant.. cosy, quiet and food okla.. we got there, seated ourselves.. stared at the menu.. and kinda decided what to eat.. our friend suggested we look around first before we decide.. so here my polite sister and I scooted for a looksie-looksie (little did we know what was in store)…

So from Divino we went to Brisik (Indonesian), Kinnaree a Thai place but it was full, then we headed to Brussels Beer Café there was pork on the menu, so no go.., Cubes menu not appealing, Frontera Grilled Food - charred food not preferred either.. or by the way did I tell you that it was raining cats and dogs and this place is not so rain friendly…

And then we saw Secret Recipe.., but it was not something we fancied.. then.. we headed to Santini and decided any food that was too difficult to pronounce might not be as edible as well.. and we headed to Simply Fusion, Tappers Café, Two Monkeys.. yes, we went in, sat down and we had 2 waiters for a table of 3.. but they only had 2 types of set dinners available so we decided no go.. and walked out again.. we were back to square one.. Divino and the question that baffled me.. ‘do they serve rice with their grilled salmon’.. DDDUUHHHHH..

Finally our friend decided what he wanted to have for the night.. As our friend headed to the restroom, my quick thinking sister suggested I run over to Kinnaree to check if they have space.. and space they did have.. and the preference was clear.. so for the 2nd time that night we walked out of Divino heading to Kinnaree..

And finally sitting at Kinnaree at 9.15pm.. we had our meals.. fried rice for my friend and me and my sister the adventurous one.. the Pad Thai.. with stunted conversations amongst us.. finally the night ended..

Surprisingly my claws were well in check that night.. Considering the objective lost its course along the way.. The minute we had time on our own.. I growled like a frustrated lioness.. now, the objective was to meet over dinner.. so why did food take the centre stage.. I wonder.. wise or otherwise.. you decide..

A couple of things I learnt from this adventure

• Decisions like ‘what to eat’ should be the easier one..
• Need to identify the areas where I am indecisive as well
• Too many options gets you confused..

Overall, wise or otherwise.. it was quite a close encounter with the ‘indecisive’ kind…

Just a thought..
dhena