Don’t let anyone hold any part of your life hostage. Your life is YOUR destiny and no one has the power to judge.
I took Benghui to the pasar malam. Before that we had gone to a friend’s housewarming party.
Benghui: That man is so rich. There are so many lights and it is so big. We are so poor.
( Benghui has learned a very important lesson …there are rich and there are poor people in the world )
Today’s post is out of the ordinary. Being a holiday, I went to visit a friend whom I do not hesitate to call my brother. He lives in a beautifully decorated link house. The place now looks totally different. Gone were the antiques and other interesting curios he brought back from his overseas trips.
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Choir girls from SMK Methodist,Sibu. Winning smiles to inspire the Malaysian patriotic spirit 
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Hari Kemerdekaan or Independence Day is almost here and I went around and found few traces of the patriotic spirit in Sibu except for the obligatory banners and flags put up by the Sibu Municipal Council. Unlike previous years, there were few traces of the national flag on cars, motor-cycles, commercial buildings or residential houses. It looks like the mood is not here
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I feel so relieved. The work I have piled up is finally done. So I went to the gym. It would be like any other day except that an aerobics class was on. Only a few of the guys felt like joining in as it seemed a ‘less guy thingy’ to do.
Deco pic courtesy of www.nus.edu.sg
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Linda: Mid 20′s woman, sales executive. Height 1.67m, slim, with curled hair. Large eye-glasses which make her look even younger almost school-girl like.
Linda: Have I told you? I met the most wonderful man. He is a Chinese Bidayuh. Oooh, he is so handsome. He is so caring, We were in a group and it was raining. He let us shelter in his car. I was so embarrassed and worried we would dirty his car. We also smelled from the long walk. He said it was ok. He said he also smelled.
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Today being Sunday, I thought of cooking but a friend, Samuel turned up. He called me and I went to pick him up at the wharf.
I sometimes wish I were somebody. Like for example : Simon Yam. I imagine how his glamorous life must be like.
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I had a very busy morning. Early in the morning, I took Benghui with me to the Sibu Benevolent Home . It is a home for old folks. My intention was to show Benghui the concept of old age.
Bengbeng; Everybody grows old. When they grow old, they need people to take care of them. Now daddy and mummy take care of you. Next time, you have to take care of us.
Benghui : Yes, daddy. Like grand-dad and granny.
( He was so sincere and direct my heart almost skipped a beat. This boy is not kidding. He means it. )
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Today’s post a copy cat of adino inimitable style….a newly married couple….. lovey dovey
Mrs Bengbeng: Beng my dear, u look tired. i am so sorry. I will come home and handle everything.
BB: It is alright lah sayang. We are married and must try our best to help each other.
Mrs BB: BB, dear. It is ok. You mustn’t be too tired. Go ahead. Rest. Go out to play if you want to .
BB: (Jumps up with joy ) Thank you sayang. I am so lucky to have married you. You are so kind.
Mrs BB: just be careful when driving, dear.
so syrupy sugar sweet….domestic thingy…ai…Adino style. Been a very long time since things were that way we are even closer now than we had ever been but we use words sparingly. it is like telepathy : we understand each other perfectly.
I went out on Friday night. I was invited to a dinner.
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