by Rishik Menon
I have breakfast, like I say my prayers
out of habit not hunger
Sunday, October 23, 2011
The dog days are over
Sunday Morning
by Rishik Menon
I have breakfast, like I say my prayers
out of habit not hunger
by Rishik Menon
I have breakfast, like I say my prayers
out of habit not hunger
Friday, October 14, 2011
Hey There Sakina
In a continuation of yesterday's spirit, of writing songs for my friends by stealing tunes of famous pop songs, I present....
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"Thats What I Call LDR!"
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"Thats What I Call LDR!"
(A 'Hey There Delilah' Tribute)
by Rishik Menon
Hey there Sakina, what's it like in old Clementi
I'm like 22 stops awayby train, this beats taking PIE,
yes its true
one hour plus to get to you.
what to do?
Hey there Sakina, is damn headache la, this distance
Listen finish to my CD,
now this song again must listen
it never end,
now pregnant lady make me stand
I si beh sian
Why must meet at Holland V
Why must meet at Holland V
You know I living in Changi
Why must meet at Holland V
Meet at Holland V
Hey there Sakina, though you live so very far
when using skype, it doesnt matter
whether Marsiling or Myanmar
is where youre at
as long got internet, can chat.
sometimes skype lag
If Im late, must take the car
Why must meet at Holland V
Meet at Holland V
Hey there Sakina, though you live so very far
when using skype, it doesnt matter
whether Marsiling or Myanmar
is where youre at
as long got internet, can chat.
sometimes skype lag
Why must meet at Holland V
Why must meet at Holland V
You know I living in Changi
Why must meet at Holland V
Meet at Holland V
If Im late, must take the car
Buey tahan this LDR
Top up my EZ link card every week
Your friends all make fun of me
they say "wha, this boy, very free"
travel across the island just to meet
Sakina, I wanna spend time with you
But have you seen this taxi queue
The booking fare is gonna be damn pain
Who can I blame
Top up my EZ link card every week
Your friends all make fun of me
they say "wha, this boy, very free"
travel across the island just to meet
Sakina, I wanna spend time with you
But have you seen this taxi queue
The booking fare is gonna be damn pain
Who can I blame
Hey there Sakina
You be good, work hard and study
Soon you'll find a job and graduate
with your bachelors in history, its okay
if you dont work in Singapore or stay
doesnt matter how far away
I'll be waiting everyday
Just take care, kay?
I'll meet you at Holland V
I'll meet you at Holland V
Though I living in Changi
I'll meet you at Holland V
Meet at Holland V
Thursday, October 13, 2011
soefies mom
for the next few days, I plan to finish up as many half complete songs as possible. Starting, today, with Soefie's Mom.
=)
Soefie's Mom
by Rishik Menon
(VERSE 1)
Soefie can I come over after tuition (after tution)
=)
Soefie's Mom
by Rishik Menon
(VERSE 1)
Soefie can I come over after tuition (after tution)
We can finish homework and use playstation (playstation)
I saw your mom this morning at the HDB lift (HDB lift)
She was carrying the barang from her market trip (Market trip)
(PRE-CHORUS)
I know Im not the good muslim, you want me to be!
But I’ll be fasting everyday this year, to get myself ready!
(CHORUS)
Soefie’s mom is making beef rendang!
Its all I want, and Ive waited for so long
Soefie invite me
To hari raya puasa please!
You might think somethings wrong
but you should really try her beef rendang
(Soefie's Mom is Making Beef Rendang)
(Soefie's Mom is Making Beef Rendang)
(VERSE 2)
Can you ta pau the leftover for me to school? (bring it to school)
I hope you don’t mind, can you ta pau it full.. (Ta pau it full)
I know you dont like to see food go to waste (go to waste)
So I help you finish, so sedap la, this taste (such a taste)
(PRE-CHORUS)
So I help you finish, so sedap la, this taste (such a taste)
(PRE-CHORUS)
I mean I like your cooking too, your nasi biryani
But when it comes to beef rendang, oh soefie can’t you see?
(CHORUS)
Soefie’s mom is making beef rendang!
Its all I want and Ive waited for so long
Oh, please invite me
To your Aidilfitri Feast
You might think somethings wrong, but
Have you tried that beef rendang?
(FINAL CHORUS)
Soefie's mom is making beef rendang
Its all I want, and I’ve waited for so long
Soefie marry me
I really need this recipe
I wish I could be strong
But its really shiok this beef rendang
(Soefie's Mom is Making Beef Rendang)
(Soefie's Mom is Making Beef Rendang)
-END-
=D
(Soefie's Mom is Making Beef Rendang)
(Soefie's Mom is Making Beef Rendang)
-END-
=D
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
The Spider and The Leaf
What he really wanted was The Fly. And Oh, I know what youre thinking, "such legs, such eyes".. But No, no, you have to believe me, because it wasnt about that, this time. "This time it was different" he sweared. She wasnt just another piece of meat to suck dry and throw away. This one was special. This one had attitude.
It was the way she moved: certain, sexy, (dare I say it?) fly.. Such zest, such life, I mean, hey, its really not at all surprising that he became as obsessed as he did. That he'd spend endless nights working out hypothetical histories, dreaming up their inevitable union, fantasizing, romanticizing the different ways they'd finally be together. Oh, it was unhealthy, alright. Trust me.
But I suppose if anyone was going to be responsible for such a state of mind, it HAD to be her. For he might have said it was "different this time", but believe you me, those eyes, those legs, were oh so very fine.
He didnt know in the slightest what was happening to him. Not a clue that he'd ever develop such a taste, such a need for her time, her company. It was all so gradual, his resistance, so unremarkably slipping. But eventually, as it was bound to, it happened. And one morning, he woke up and decided that things were going to change. That she was truly the one for him. And he was going to do everything in his power to make her his. Which leads us to the second part of this story.
He got to work. Took time to himself. Started first by building a web, which would trap her whilst she least expected it. Bring her to his grasp. The web was built out of lines, and the lines he would use, they were all intertwining, layered, wide in scope, multi-dimensioned, all leading up to one central (obviously forgone) conclusion. The web was work, but work was what he had to do. Work led to results, success, exactly what you needed to get whatever it is you want to get. This wasnt the time to leave it up to fate or destiny. Those games of intuition and gut feel were for the past, for those lesser insects he wasnt really that interested in. This time was different. No way was he going to leave it to chance. If ever an occasion called for preparation, this was it.
He chose the location with care, the angle with consideration, the threads, calculated, everything tested. To endure time, the weather, be firm, yet flexible. And most importantly, it had to be delicate and subtle enough, that she just might land on it without noticing. And for quite a while it seemed like it just might have worked.
She came to see him, pretty frequently. Her visits were always unannounced, yet expected. Teasing, she'd flirt in and out of the holes in his web. Occasionally allowing a wing to stroke a thread or two, but never letting herself get caught. Cleverly, avoiding the lines he so cleverly laid out in the first place. Lines that might have worked! But she simply refused to entertain them.
Still, she'd return. And he held on to hope. That one day, she would stay for good. And so, another day would pass, him in eager anticipation, always adjusting, fine-tuning, re-building his web, his life around this one dame.
But then, one autumn morning, something strange happened. Something disastrous which he didnt plan for at all. His web had caught something. But it wasnt the fly. It was a leaf.
The leaf had fallen from a tree nearby, out of the sky, into his web. She'd turn red, and gush, and insisted it wasnt him she fell for. But you'd expect that sort of thing from her. To his annoyance, she's talk a bit more about her weekend and her summer, excuses, lengthy, on how she ended up at this particular neighbourhood, this particular door. Her frame was delicate, verging on brittle, and he dared not let her fall any further, for surely she wouldnt last long after that. So he let her stay the night, observing her incessant chatter, foreign accent and a most curiously transient complexion.
The fly came the next morning, unannounced, but expected as always. And her eyes, compounded, saw the leaf trapped on the web. And in seeing this, saw the web for the first time in her life. Saw it for what it really was. The spider had no chance to draw her closer. He saw this in her embarrassment, the sudden change in her swagger. And this made him feel embarrassed. The game was over. No words were exchanged. Too awkward for goodbyes, it was as silent as dawn.
---
The leaf stayed on the web for a few more weeks, growing weaker by the minute, keeping him company before the inevitable happened, and she withered away from his world. And when that had finally happened, he decided, he would go forth, build a new web and get on with his life.
Sometimes he'd reminiscent and think about the fly. All the possibilities and outcomes that could have occurred. And whether or not he'd ever see her again.
It was the way she moved: certain, sexy, (dare I say it?) fly.. Such zest, such life, I mean, hey, its really not at all surprising that he became as obsessed as he did. That he'd spend endless nights working out hypothetical histories, dreaming up their inevitable union, fantasizing, romanticizing the different ways they'd finally be together. Oh, it was unhealthy, alright. Trust me.
But I suppose if anyone was going to be responsible for such a state of mind, it HAD to be her. For he might have said it was "different this time", but believe you me, those eyes, those legs, were oh so very fine.
He didnt know in the slightest what was happening to him. Not a clue that he'd ever develop such a taste, such a need for her time, her company. It was all so gradual, his resistance, so unremarkably slipping. But eventually, as it was bound to, it happened. And one morning, he woke up and decided that things were going to change. That she was truly the one for him. And he was going to do everything in his power to make her his. Which leads us to the second part of this story.
He got to work. Took time to himself. Started first by building a web, which would trap her whilst she least expected it. Bring her to his grasp. The web was built out of lines, and the lines he would use, they were all intertwining, layered, wide in scope, multi-dimensioned, all leading up to one central (obviously forgone) conclusion. The web was work, but work was what he had to do. Work led to results, success, exactly what you needed to get whatever it is you want to get. This wasnt the time to leave it up to fate or destiny. Those games of intuition and gut feel were for the past, for those lesser insects he wasnt really that interested in. This time was different. No way was he going to leave it to chance. If ever an occasion called for preparation, this was it.
He chose the location with care, the angle with consideration, the threads, calculated, everything tested. To endure time, the weather, be firm, yet flexible. And most importantly, it had to be delicate and subtle enough, that she just might land on it without noticing. And for quite a while it seemed like it just might have worked.
She came to see him, pretty frequently. Her visits were always unannounced, yet expected. Teasing, she'd flirt in and out of the holes in his web. Occasionally allowing a wing to stroke a thread or two, but never letting herself get caught. Cleverly, avoiding the lines he so cleverly laid out in the first place. Lines that might have worked! But she simply refused to entertain them.
Still, she'd return. And he held on to hope. That one day, she would stay for good. And so, another day would pass, him in eager anticipation, always adjusting, fine-tuning, re-building his web, his life around this one dame.
But then, one autumn morning, something strange happened. Something disastrous which he didnt plan for at all. His web had caught something. But it wasnt the fly. It was a leaf.
The leaf had fallen from a tree nearby, out of the sky, into his web. She'd turn red, and gush, and insisted it wasnt him she fell for. But you'd expect that sort of thing from her. To his annoyance, she's talk a bit more about her weekend and her summer, excuses, lengthy, on how she ended up at this particular neighbourhood, this particular door. Her frame was delicate, verging on brittle, and he dared not let her fall any further, for surely she wouldnt last long after that. So he let her stay the night, observing her incessant chatter, foreign accent and a most curiously transient complexion.
The fly came the next morning, unannounced, but expected as always. And her eyes, compounded, saw the leaf trapped on the web. And in seeing this, saw the web for the first time in her life. Saw it for what it really was. The spider had no chance to draw her closer. He saw this in her embarrassment, the sudden change in her swagger. And this made him feel embarrassed. The game was over. No words were exchanged. Too awkward for goodbyes, it was as silent as dawn.
---
The leaf stayed on the web for a few more weeks, growing weaker by the minute, keeping him company before the inevitable happened, and she withered away from his world. And when that had finally happened, he decided, he would go forth, build a new web and get on with his life.
Sometimes he'd reminiscent and think about the fly. All the possibilities and outcomes that could have occurred. And whether or not he'd ever see her again.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
i feel the sun creeping up
things are gonna change.
come on dude. you started the last few weeks pretty well. dont let yourself backslide. its not cool, if you aint dancing.
no more (TOO) late nights. no more missing half a lecture.
Starting tonight, youre gonna read all your law readings before class. and well. be awesome.
lifes too short to be anything else. also, gym. and learn french. and clean the damn room.
kay thats all. be good, now, little man. don't lose it.
come on dude. you started the last few weeks pretty well. dont let yourself backslide. its not cool, if you aint dancing.
no more (TOO) late nights. no more missing half a lecture.
Starting tonight, youre gonna read all your law readings before class. and well. be awesome.
lifes too short to be anything else. also, gym. and learn french. and clean the damn room.
kay thats all. be good, now, little man. don't lose it.
Sunday, October 09, 2011
its all a matter of perspective
"cause when a guy gets with a lot of girls, he's a player. but when a girl gets with a lot of guys, she's a slut. so obviously, thats blatant sexism. or chauvinism. or misogyny. or whatever. call it what you want.. its bullshit is all I mean."
"but.. is it really? cause its easier for girls to get guys than it is for guys to get girls. so yeaa. obviously since guys are playing from a disadvantage, we gotta praise them??"
---
"so what would you do if war came. if the proverbial button was actually pushed?"
"what else can I do? pack it up and go, la.."
(after some more discussion)
"wait, didnt you just say you would leave singapore if there was war?"
"what? no, i didnt!"
"You said you'd pack up and go!"
"Ya, ya. I meant, pack up and go, as in report to camp.."
"ahhh... big difference.."
"but.. is it really? cause its easier for girls to get guys than it is for guys to get girls. so yeaa. obviously since guys are playing from a disadvantage, we gotta praise them??"
---
"so what would you do if war came. if the proverbial button was actually pushed?"
"what else can I do? pack it up and go, la.."
(after some more discussion)
"wait, didnt you just say you would leave singapore if there was war?"
"what? no, i didnt!"
"You said you'd pack up and go!"
"Ya, ya. I meant, pack up and go, as in report to camp.."
"ahhh... big difference.."
Sunday, October 02, 2011
thislove
Sure the lyrics can be found online at lyricsmania and songmeanings.com
but for some reason its only half complete. and not even all right. so here we go.
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this love by younghearts
(Verse 1)
The truth in short
Someone's got to love someone more
It's all a power struggle
The truth here now
The pair of us are far too proud
To say we need each other
So hold your tongue
Words cannot erase the damage done
We'll only hurt each other
So keep your drugs, keep your wine
Whatever helps you pass the time
You've got your life and I've got mine, my lover
Cause darling, truth be told
(Chorus)
This love, this love,
this love can't last forever
this love, this love,
this wont last..
this love, this love,
this love wont last forever
this love, this love,
this love cant last..
(Verse 2)
I think you chose
well judging by the powder around your nose
It was a losing battle
So was it fate, or was it fair?
Or was it love that led us here,
I could not see, will you tell me, my dear?
Cause Darling, All I know
(Chorus)
this love, this love,
this love wont last forever
this love, this love,
this love cant last..
this love, this love,
this love wont last forever
this love, this love,
this love cant last..
(Bridge)
Still I cannot give up
Well, I go to bed, and I sleep and I dream of love
My heart is frozen stuck
Well I go to bed, and I sleep and I dream of you..
I dream of you...
Cause darling, truth be told
(Chorus)
this love, this love,
this love wont last forever
this love, this love,
this love cant last..
(Outro)
Hold your tongue
Your not leaving here with me
You were gone, youre gone
Shut the door after you leave
Darling, Hold your tongue
Your not leaving here with me
You were gone, youre gone
Shut the door after you leave
---
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qLfNxqbsgQA&feature=related
but for some reason its only half complete. and not even all right. so here we go.
---
this love by younghearts
(Verse 1)
The truth in short
Someone's got to love someone more
It's all a power struggle
The truth here now
The pair of us are far too proud
To say we need each other
So hold your tongue
Words cannot erase the damage done
We'll only hurt each other
So keep your drugs, keep your wine
Whatever helps you pass the time
You've got your life and I've got mine, my lover
Cause darling, truth be told
(Chorus)
This love, this love,
this love can't last forever
this love, this love,
this wont last..
this love, this love,
this love wont last forever
this love, this love,
this love cant last..
(Verse 2)
I think you chose
well judging by the powder around your nose
It was a losing battle
So was it fate, or was it fair?
Or was it love that led us here,
I could not see, will you tell me, my dear?
Cause Darling, All I know
(Chorus)
this love, this love,
this love wont last forever
this love, this love,
this love cant last..
this love, this love,
this love wont last forever
this love, this love,
this love cant last..
(Bridge)
Still I cannot give up
Well, I go to bed, and I sleep and I dream of love
My heart is frozen stuck
Well I go to bed, and I sleep and I dream of you..
I dream of you...
Cause darling, truth be told
(Chorus)
this love, this love,
this love wont last forever
this love, this love,
this love cant last..
(Outro)
Hold your tongue
Your not leaving here with me
You were gone, youre gone
Shut the door after you leave
Darling, Hold your tongue
Your not leaving here with me
You were gone, youre gone
Shut the door after you leave
---
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qLfNxqbsgQA&feature=related
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
lingua
Its not fun being monolingual. not being able to fluently converse with people in something that isnt English (arguably Singlish). not being able to confidently put down knowledge of other languages on either my CV or even on FB. But you know, when I think about it, I probably know at least 10 words in as many different languages. which surely must count for something. I think..
But do I really? I've never really counted before. let me check.
--
Tamil: Vanakam (Hello). An (My) peyer (name) Rishik. Naan (I) oru (one) nala(good) payen(child). Naan kolli(chicken) saapa (eat) pidikum (like). Nandri (Thanks).
Swahili: Habari (How are you). Jina(name) Langu(my) ni(is) Rishik. Mimi(I) nataka (Give me) kuku (chicken). Mimi napenda(like) kuku. Kuku misori (good) sana(very). Asante(thanks).
Luhya: Melembe(peace). Melembe Mno(Lots). Bushere(Good morning). kwereh (Good afternoon). Binuri(Goodnight greeting) Alamsik(Response to Goodnight greeting). Kululaneh(We will meet) Mugamba (tomorrow). Karina (how are you)? Malai (good). Emba(thank you) mno.
Chinese: Ni(You) how(good) ma(question)? Wo(I) chen de(very) how. Ni yow(want) shi(eat) wo da(mine) chi(chicken) ma? wo puyow(dont want).
Hokkien: Ho(good) bo(no)? chapeng(rice) kia(go)! Lao Peh(dad). Lim peh kah li kong(listen to your father). si beh(very) stress. simi taichi (what do you want)? Swee ah(Good!)! chiong sua (Bash hill).
Malay: Selamat Datang(welcome). Selamat Pagi(good morning). Gadis(Girl) Chantik(Beautiful), di mana(where) anda(you) sia? Jangan(dont) tension. dilarang(not allowed) merokok(smoking). Keluar(exit) baris(go). jalan(walk) jalan. terimah kasih (thank you).
French: Bonjour (Hello). Je (me) mapelle (name) Rishik. Je suis(is) Singaporien. Parlez(Speak) vous(you) Anglais(English)? Enchante(Pleasure to meet you)! Merci (Thank you) beacoup(very much).
Hindi: Namaste(hi). mera(my) naam (name) rishik hai. Challo(Let's go)!
Malayalam: Namaskaram (hi). Ishtam(like). Nanni (Thanks).
--
cool. 10 words or more in 7 different languages and a couple of words in Hindi and Malayalam. Not bad rishik. Not bad at all. still a long way to go, of course. and you still cant boast of any second language knowledge in your CV. but maybe by next year, with enough practice, and with proper classes.. You'll be able to do with French what you never dared do with Tamil: Hold a conversation.
But do I really? I've never really counted before. let me check.
--
Tamil: Vanakam (Hello). An (My) peyer (name) Rishik. Naan (I) oru (one) nala(good) payen(child). Naan kolli(chicken) saapa (eat) pidikum (like). Nandri (Thanks).
Swahili: Habari (How are you). Jina(name) Langu(my) ni(is) Rishik. Mimi(I) nataka (Give me) kuku (chicken). Mimi napenda(like) kuku. Kuku misori (good) sana(very). Asante(thanks).
Luhya: Melembe(peace). Melembe Mno(Lots). Bushere(Good morning). kwereh (Good afternoon). Binuri(Goodnight greeting) Alamsik(Response to Goodnight greeting). Kululaneh(We will meet) Mugamba (tomorrow). Karina (how are you)? Malai (good). Emba(thank you) mno.
Chinese: Ni(You) how(good) ma(question)? Wo(I) chen de(very) how. Ni yow(want) shi(eat) wo da(mine) chi(chicken) ma? wo puyow(dont want).
Hokkien: Ho(good) bo(no)? chapeng(rice) kia(go)! Lao Peh(dad). Lim peh kah li kong(listen to your father). si beh(very) stress. simi taichi (what do you want)? Swee ah(Good!)! chiong sua (Bash hill).
Malay: Selamat Datang(welcome). Selamat Pagi(good morning). Gadis(Girl) Chantik(Beautiful), di mana(where) anda(you) sia? Jangan(dont) tension. dilarang(not allowed) merokok(smoking). Keluar(exit) baris(go). jalan(walk) jalan. terimah kasih (thank you).
French: Bonjour (Hello). Je (me) mapelle (name) Rishik. Je suis(is) Singaporien. Parlez(Speak) vous(you) Anglais(English)? Enchante(Pleasure to meet you)! Merci (Thank you) beacoup(very much).
Hindi: Namaste(hi). mera(my) naam (name) rishik hai. Challo(Let's go)!
Malayalam: Namaskaram (hi). Ishtam(like). Nanni (Thanks).
--
cool. 10 words or more in 7 different languages and a couple of words in Hindi and Malayalam. Not bad rishik. Not bad at all. still a long way to go, of course. and you still cant boast of any second language knowledge in your CV. but maybe by next year, with enough practice, and with proper classes.. You'll be able to do with French what you never dared do with Tamil: Hold a conversation.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
in kenya
(haggling with a street vendor for a padlock)
"30 bob. Best price!"
"give me 20 bob, my friend."
"No, no! 30!"
...
"dude.. no way were you going to get a lock for 20 shillings"
"neah, its fine. Didnt want it anyway. Couldnt trust a lock that only cost 30 shillings, could I?"
"...."
---
"So, me, I'm what you would call a light traveller"
"Dude.. You came to Kenya with a fucking suitcase.."
"...well if you consider thats all my worldly possessions.. In the world. I'd still consider that light."
"30 bob. Best price!"
"give me 20 bob, my friend."
"No, no! 30!"
...
"dude.. no way were you going to get a lock for 20 shillings"
"neah, its fine. Didnt want it anyway. Couldnt trust a lock that only cost 30 shillings, could I?"
"...."
---
"So, me, I'm what you would call a light traveller"
"Dude.. You came to Kenya with a fucking suitcase.."
"...well if you consider thats all my worldly possessions.. In the world. I'd still consider that light."
Saturday, August 20, 2011
and the sky the sky
and the sky, so blue, with clouds, a many
white, clean, and trees bright green
any less sober, I might have forgotten my sense of place
and believed, somehow, that I found my way home
white, clean, and trees bright green
any less sober, I might have forgotten my sense of place
and believed, somehow, that I found my way home
Saturday, July 30, 2011
how are you, mzungo!?
sawa sawa, sababa: a song
by Rishik Menon
(Verse 1)
Youre not impressed with my repertoire
I think youve heard this all before
but I believe, if you don't leave
I'll know you just a little more!
so Im not the perfect guy
unromantic, kinda shy
but gimme time, I think you'll find
the loving youve been waiting for~
(Drums!)
(pre-chorus)
Maybe not this weekend...
at least
Tell me how your weeks been!
(Chorus)
youve got something to say
why don't you go make my day, with your laughter,
maybe banter bout the weather..
I can go on forever, not together
but if we feel all the better, then
why dont you let me know..
when youre ready to give this a go
(Verse 2)
I'm settling for nothing less
cause lifes too short, I want the best
of both worlds, friends and girls
benefits, the total mess
don't tell me its a bad idea
when on your tongue I taste no fear
just take a chance, on this romance
don't think too much, this aint a test
(pre-chorus)
if you got plans tomorrow...
Tonight
I'm not gonna let you go!
(Chorus)
Youve got something to say
why dont you go make my day, with your laughter,
maybe banter bout the weather
I can go on forever, not together
but if we feel all the better, then
why dont you let me know
when youre ready to give this a go.
You say its so hard to choose
But I've got nothing to lose, its your gamble
ain't an outcome I cant handle
I am ready to dance, this is all
in your hands, while the song's still on
don't wait for another show
if you want to give this a go
We can go one forever, not together
but with time, sooner or later
I might just meet somebody new,
and I won't be holding out for you
by Rishik Menon
(Verse 1)
Youre not impressed with my repertoire
I think youve heard this all before
but I believe, if you don't leave
I'll know you just a little more!
so Im not the perfect guy
unromantic, kinda shy
but gimme time, I think you'll find
the loving youve been waiting for~
(Drums!)
(pre-chorus)
Maybe not this weekend...
at least
Tell me how your weeks been!
(Chorus)
youve got something to say
why don't you go make my day, with your laughter,
maybe banter bout the weather..
I can go on forever, not together
but if we feel all the better, then
why dont you let me know..
when youre ready to give this a go
(Verse 2)
I'm settling for nothing less
cause lifes too short, I want the best
of both worlds, friends and girls
benefits, the total mess
don't tell me its a bad idea
when on your tongue I taste no fear
just take a chance, on this romance
don't think too much, this aint a test
(pre-chorus)
if you got plans tomorrow...
Tonight
I'm not gonna let you go!
(Chorus)
Youve got something to say
why dont you go make my day, with your laughter,
maybe banter bout the weather
I can go on forever, not together
but if we feel all the better, then
why dont you let me know
when youre ready to give this a go.
You say its so hard to choose
But I've got nothing to lose, its your gamble
ain't an outcome I cant handle
I am ready to dance, this is all
in your hands, while the song's still on
don't wait for another show
if you want to give this a go
We can go one forever, not together
but with time, sooner or later
I might just meet somebody new,
and I won't be holding out for you
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
iPod
2003- iPod3 released with 40GB of music storage space. The craze begins. In Singapore anyway.
2004- iPod4 (with photos and colour)
2005- iPod Nano replaces iPod Mini,
2006- iPod Nano2
2007- iPhone
2008- iPhone 3G
2009- iPhone 3GS
2010- iPhone4
2011- iPhone 5 to be released
And every year I tell myself.. neaah, I can wait.
They are only gonna release a newer and better model next year anyway.
and well they have. just that I've gone the last 8 years without a real portable music player. I mean I had my brother's Sony Discman (circa 1999). And my last 2 non-army phones have been Sony Ericsson Walkman Phones. But with 13GB of non-pirated music from abour 140 legally bought CDs, and downloaded tracks from sites like emusic soundcloud or play.com, its really time I upgrade my portable music listening experience.
Well I do graduate in 2013. And I do like the number 7. Maybe if all works out, I'll get myself the iPhone 7 as a graduation gift. =D
Unless of course something revolutionary happens with cloud storage and the whole need to get a giant GB storing music player becomes redundant. in the meanwhile, thinking about all that money I saved not getting an iPod? yeaa. with a proper london accent, that sure feels "safe." =)
2004- iPod4 (with photos and colour)
2005- iPod Nano replaces iPod Mini,
2006- iPod Nano2
2007- iPhone
2008- iPhone 3G
2009- iPhone 3GS
2010- iPhone4
2011- iPhone 5 to be released
And every year I tell myself.. neaah, I can wait.
They are only gonna release a newer and better model next year anyway.
and well they have. just that I've gone the last 8 years without a real portable music player. I mean I had my brother's Sony Discman (circa 1999). And my last 2 non-army phones have been Sony Ericsson Walkman Phones. But with 13GB of non-pirated music from abour 140 legally bought CDs, and downloaded tracks from sites like emusic soundcloud or play.com, its really time I upgrade my portable music listening experience.
Well I do graduate in 2013. And I do like the number 7. Maybe if all works out, I'll get myself the iPhone 7 as a graduation gift. =D
Unless of course something revolutionary happens with cloud storage and the whole need to get a giant GB storing music player becomes redundant. in the meanwhile, thinking about all that money I saved not getting an iPod? yeaa. with a proper london accent, that sure feels "safe." =)
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
mess
its messy and disorganised. its unsettling. preparing to pack my life away into boxes. for one more week I'll be in singapore. spread out over 2 houses. one of which i wont be living in. the other which id have to clear out of, to make room for tenants. everything else will be following me to london. and kenya. and back to london. ive got boxes in london waiting to join me, come the 25th september. but the point isnt about having stuff.
stuff i can give away. sell. lose. the point is having a space. and now I dont have that. its a terrible feeling.
running out of time to clean this room. clean it. clean.
stuff i can give away. sell. lose. the point is having a space. and now I dont have that. its a terrible feeling.
running out of time to clean this room. clean it. clean.
Thursday, June 02, 2011
Maritime - Air Arizona
Ive only done this once before, with an Acid Kindergarten song, to hilarious results, I think.
Attempt to transcribe the lyrics of a song by ear. When no lyrics can currently be found on google. (le gasp!)
So yea.. Lets do this!
=D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XclXe2wMlyk
Air Arizona
by Maritime
(Verse 1)
Air Arizona
You care
Your hair is all old everywhere
Cant see you inside of there (OR the air)
Air Arizona
Are you there?
Well I'm not going anywhere (OR Well London going anywhere)
I need air up in here (OR Im the Air-Bear in here)
(Pre Chorus)
I wont lead to lose
the face and line
it turns the dime
is mine
Im here
(Chorus)
Is there a hole in the wall?
Cause there's nothing so barren
that wont come back to us somehow
You can tell me now
(Verse 2)
Air Arizona
The rain
Were cloumdering, well what did they say? (I know, I know, "Cloumdering" isnt a real word, whatever)
Paint the painted desert this way
Air Arizona
Oh the days
We CC James we stay the same
exit will turn in a Jay
Attempt to transcribe the lyrics of a song by ear. When no lyrics can currently be found on google. (le gasp!)
So yea.. Lets do this!
=D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XclXe2wMlyk
Air Arizona
by Maritime
(Verse 1)
Air Arizona
You care
Your hair is all old everywhere
Cant see you inside of there (OR the air)
Air Arizona
Are you there?
Well I'm not going anywhere (OR Well London going anywhere)
I need air up in here (OR Im the Air-Bear in here)
(Pre Chorus)
I wont lead to lose
the face and line
it turns the dime
is mine
Im here
(Chorus)
Is there a hole in the wall?
Cause there's nothing so barren
that wont come back to us somehow
You can tell me now
(Verse 2)
Air Arizona
The rain
Were cloumdering, well what did they say? (I know, I know, "Cloumdering" isnt a real word, whatever)
Paint the painted desert this way
Air Arizona
Oh the days
We CC James we stay the same
exit will turn in a Jay
(Pre Chorus)
I wont need to bruise
the painted doors the gate
the innerstate
Im here
(Chorus)
Is there a hole in the wall?
Cause theres nothing so barren
that wont come back to us somehow
You can tell us now
(Instrumental)
Look inside the hole in the wall
Cause there's nothing so barren
so barren so barren so barren right now
That's why I'm telling you
Is there a hole in the wall
Cause theres nothing so barren
that wont come back to us somehow
and you can tell us now
(End)
---
Well that was fairly fun. Even if the constant replaying made me sliiiiightly sick of the song. I still think it warrants a place in my summer 2011 playlist.
The première entry into that list being "The Plage" by Crystal Fighters. Awesome song. check it out. If you havent already.
Alright, 2 days left in London. Got stuff to do. Got a life to pack. Best I get to it now.
Till then, always love.
peace.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
library
man I love the UCL library.
how I wish I discovered it and its beautiful old wooden doors, desks, high ceilings and high shelves last year.
but its too late for that.
always next year though.
24 hours libraries are a wonderful thing.
Made me think back to the Marine Parade Library and Starbucks which would close at about 9pm. And studying there with Kubo. Or at the Old Library in St Pat's with the entire cohort of 4E and 5N boys. and sometimes we would go out for dinner together, or just sit outside and talk. and I remember this one night I followed Jonny Eu for evening mass, and he was telling me about this friend he knew who failed everything in prelims and got 10 points for O levels. And the moral was, youve got to believe in yourself. But if you fail everything in prelims, chances are you wouldnt get better than 10. Or something along those lines.
and then studying at suntec city starbucks with 3306 during the A levels, and at siglap starbucks with lizzy.
and simei starbucks with andrea. ahhh starbucks. soo many starbucks everywhere in my life.
indeed, come thursday I'm 1 year closer to reaching my dream of becoming a barista.
getitgetit? "Barista"/"Barrister".
what nothing?
Ah fuck it.
how I wish I discovered it and its beautiful old wooden doors, desks, high ceilings and high shelves last year.
but its too late for that.
always next year though.
24 hours libraries are a wonderful thing.
Made me think back to the Marine Parade Library and Starbucks which would close at about 9pm. And studying there with Kubo. Or at the Old Library in St Pat's with the entire cohort of 4E and 5N boys. and sometimes we would go out for dinner together, or just sit outside and talk. and I remember this one night I followed Jonny Eu for evening mass, and he was telling me about this friend he knew who failed everything in prelims and got 10 points for O levels. And the moral was, youve got to believe in yourself. But if you fail everything in prelims, chances are you wouldnt get better than 10. Or something along those lines.
and then studying at suntec city starbucks with 3306 during the A levels, and at siglap starbucks with lizzy.
and simei starbucks with andrea. ahhh starbucks. soo many starbucks everywhere in my life.
indeed, come thursday I'm 1 year closer to reaching my dream of becoming a barista.
getitgetit? "Barista"/"Barrister".
what nothing?
Ah fuck it.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Does he need CPR? Cause I totally know CPR.
A collection of conversation snippets from across the years.
--
"This is my brother rishik. His favourie Indian food is butter chicken. Only Its not Indian."
"..Hey!"
"Youe not hungry?"
"Its kinda spicy"
"Youre Indian"
"I dont only eat Indian food, you know"
"You better not have that. Its quite hot."
*rebellious gene kicks in*
"Haha. thanks for the concern, but its fine."
*welling up with tears*
"I said, its fine! Leave me alone!"
"Why cant you take spicy food? Didnt you eat Indian food as a kid?"
"I really only ate roti prata. With sugar. Lots of Sugar."
"Naren, I think he's actually gonna cry, I feel quite bad for him"
*trying to get waiter's attention*
"Water.. Water.."
"Im serious when I say I can't take the McSpicy burger or Nandos Spicy chicken. Its not my tongue, its my stomach that can't take it. Its worse than a hangover. I literally hate myself for it, in the morning."
"Kay, dude, waaay too much detail here."
--
"This is my brother rishik. His favourie Indian food is butter chicken. Only Its not Indian."
"..Hey!"
"Youe not hungry?"
"Its kinda spicy"
"Youre Indian"
"I dont only eat Indian food, you know"
"You better not have that. Its quite hot."
*rebellious gene kicks in*
"Haha. thanks for the concern, but its fine."
*welling up with tears*
"I said, its fine! Leave me alone!"
"Why cant you take spicy food? Didnt you eat Indian food as a kid?"
"I really only ate roti prata. With sugar. Lots of Sugar."
"Naren, I think he's actually gonna cry, I feel quite bad for him"
*trying to get waiter's attention*
"Water.. Water.."
"Im serious when I say I can't take the McSpicy burger or Nandos Spicy chicken. Its not my tongue, its my stomach that can't take it. Its worse than a hangover. I literally hate myself for it, in the morning."
"Kay, dude, waaay too much detail here."
Friday, May 13, 2011
keep calm and carry on
What makes movies like Donnie darko and fight club, so scary to me is how real it could be... how plausible and likely, that that guy, with the visions, having dreams, imagining convoluted plots, unsure of reality, suffering from paranoid schizophrenia, talking to people who dont really exist.. That guy could be me. I doubt my own reality enough times as it is, without these movies. oh believe me, a good imagination and a bad memory serves to confuse myself more than anything, thinking up alternative histories, hypothetical futures, so rather easily, im not always sure of my reality, and deja vus send me doubting my own reality even more. didn't I dream this place before. wasnt that a dream. I swear Ive never been here. but I DID. in my DREAM!
--
Heres a thought for the future rishik to think back about. 4 subjects to take in year3.
History of English Law
Law and Ethics
Research Essay
Law and Development (offered by SOAS)
cause you know 1 year into the future, when its time to make a decision, the last thing Im gonna think about is the past.
Sunday, May 08, 2011
Love for a Child
I love my mom because she loves chocolates and (dare I say it?) probably more than she does them.
I love my mom cause in the middle of dinner she decides she has to explain to the family, her new theory on "pirated" ferrero rochers, and the difference in taste from the originals.
I love my mom because our other dinner time conversations range from religion to politics to housing prices.
I love my mom cause she never made fun of my tamil. in front of my face.
I love my mom because we can simultaneously burst out chuckling listening to the lyrics of "I shot the sheriff" without having to say a word to each other
I love my mom because she hums along to modern day pop hits like "thats not my name" by the tingtings and Maroon 5's "she will be loved".
I love my mom because when I was a little kid, she would force me to go jogging with her at bukit timah, or changi beach.
I love my mom because now that I'm older, she forces me to train her, so she'll be prepared for her next race.
I love my mom because she loves me.
I love my mom because she cares about the people in her life and their feelings.
I love my mom because shes strong and feisty and never backs down from a fight.
I love my mom because shes kaypoh and meddlesome, but only because she always does what she believes to be right. and she never regrets it either.
I love my mom because she doesnt always know how to make you happy or laugh, but thats exactly how she truly wants you to feel.
I love my mom because shes had to tolerate me being grumpy in the morning for the last 22 years.
I love my mom because she immediately suspects something is up when I wake up in a good mood.
I love my mom because shes slightly awkward at dancing, and slightly tone deaf at singing, but shed never shy away from the chance to do either, and of those three traits Ive inherited, Im most glad for the third.
I love my mom because she's humble and full of love.
I love my mom because she loved her mom. And I loved her too.
I love my mom because she didnt really read me books to sleep but she'd always give me books to read when I wanted.
I love my mom because shes kinda crazy.
I love my mom because she hugs trees in the middle of walks.
I love my mom because she uses facebook to play scrabble and wheel of fortune.
I love my mom because we play boardgames together on new years eve.
I love my mom because she gave me pocket money in primary school when I didnt need it, and Ive been compulsively saving money since then.
I love her because she talks to me in my sleep and expects me to remember those conversations in the morning
I love my mom because she'll ask me the same question 3 or 4 times and still forget the answer
I love her because, she'll pretend to know the names of my friends and continuously mix them up
I love her because, she always believed in me and the choices I made in life, whether it was dropping science and math in JC or taking a particular road home.
I love her because she always gave me her trust
and because of her I've learnt
to give other people mine
and to see the world as a beautiful place
believing
everythings going to be okay
I love my mom because
and
I love her because, because
because and just because
I love my mom because she loves chocolates and (dare I say it?) probably more than she does them.
I love my mom cause in the middle of dinner she decides she has to explain to the family, her new theory on "pirated" ferrero rochers, and the difference in taste from the originals.
I love my mom because our other dinner time conversations range from religion to politics to housing prices.
I love my mom cause she never made fun of my tamil. in front of my face.
I love my mom because we can simultaneously burst out chuckling listening to the lyrics of "I shot the sheriff" without having to say a word to each other
I love my mom because she hums along to modern day pop hits like "thats not my name" by the tingtings and Maroon 5's "she will be loved".
I love my mom because when I was a little kid, she would force me to go jogging with her at bukit timah, or changi beach.
I love my mom because now that I'm older, she forces me to train her, so she'll be prepared for her next race.
I love my mom because she loves me.
I love my mom because she cares about the people in her life and their feelings.
I love my mom because shes strong and feisty and never backs down from a fight.
I love my mom because shes kaypoh and meddlesome, but only because she always does what she believes to be right. and she never regrets it either.
I love my mom because she doesnt always know how to make you happy or laugh, but thats exactly how she truly wants you to feel.
I love my mom because shes had to tolerate me being grumpy in the morning for the last 22 years.
I love my mom because she immediately suspects something is up when I wake up in a good mood.
I love my mom because shes slightly awkward at dancing, and slightly tone deaf at singing, but shed never shy away from the chance to do either, and of those three traits Ive inherited, Im most glad for the third.
I love my mom because she's humble and full of love.
I love my mom because she loved her mom. And I loved her too.
I love my mom because she didnt really read me books to sleep but she'd always give me books to read when I wanted.
I love my mom because shes kinda crazy.
I love my mom because she hugs trees in the middle of walks.
I love my mom because she uses facebook to play scrabble and wheel of fortune.
I love my mom because we play boardgames together on new years eve.
I love my mom because she gave me pocket money in primary school when I didnt need it, and Ive been compulsively saving money since then.
I love her because she talks to me in my sleep and expects me to remember those conversations in the morning
I love my mom because she'll ask me the same question 3 or 4 times and still forget the answer
I love her because, she'll pretend to know the names of my friends and continuously mix them up
I love her because, she always believed in me and the choices I made in life, whether it was dropping science and math in JC or taking a particular road home.
I love her because she always gave me her trust
and because of her I've learnt
to give other people mine
and to see the world as a beautiful place
believing
everythings going to be okay
I love my mom because
and
I love her because, because
because and just because
I love my mom because she loves chocolates and (dare I say it?) probably more than she does them.
Thursday, May 05, 2011
London is burning (Don't tell the Queen!)
I wish people on the street would ask me for directions more often-
so I'd have the pleasure of hearing their voices, and helping them find their way
and more people came walking through doors with me-
so I'd be able to hold the door open for them, long enough to see their smiles
and maybe I should carry around a box of doughnuts more often,
so the odds of me passing by a homeless lady and offering her one would increase
and even though I dont always carry change
and when I helped push the old man in the wheelchair to camden,
he probably had no real destination to get to anyway,
nothing else I did, in the past one week,
quite makes me feel like
as much as a man
as this
--
hedonistic altruism.
i swear its not pity
(and no, im not signing that petition till I know what its about)
so I'd have the pleasure of hearing their voices, and helping them find their way
and more people came walking through doors with me-
so I'd be able to hold the door open for them, long enough to see their smiles
and maybe I should carry around a box of doughnuts more often,
so the odds of me passing by a homeless lady and offering her one would increase
and even though I dont always carry change
and when I helped push the old man in the wheelchair to camden,
he probably had no real destination to get to anyway,
nothing else I did, in the past one week,
quite makes me feel like
as much as a man
as this
--
hedonistic altruism.
i swear its not pity
(and no, im not signing that petition till I know what its about)
Wednesday, May 04, 2011
I cant remember Penelope
Penelope's Theme from the Brother's Bloom Soundtrack
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HP8znu3xc-M
I'd like to watch this movie some day. With a soundtrack like that. How wrong can it be?
..
I cant remember when I started losing my mind for you. but it was around the same time I wrote this.
...
its embarrassing
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HP8znu3xc-M
I'd like to watch this movie some day. With a soundtrack like that. How wrong can it be?
..
I cant remember when I started losing my mind for you. but it was around the same time I wrote this.
...
its embarrassing
how easily you do this
you make me make a fool of myself
forget my age
race down streets
of memories
you could have scarcely guessed
i possessed
save some
serendipity
pre-destiny
somewhere in the stars...
and thats not a possibility Im ruling out just yet.
youre a woman of histories
so rather
than worry of the future
you take me back into my past
and make me feel twelve.
you entrance me
with tales of love and magic
indulgently
you force me to confess
my innocence to you
its almost as if you feed off it
and even if you did, what can I do?
you make me feel funny,
risible, your giggles
gives me tingles
gives me hope
you've sent this cynic reeling
this pessimist feeling
this atheist believing
got me
got me living
like i once prayed was possible
in absolutely uncertain terms
you vindicate my quiet dreams
am I convinced?
for now it seems
convinced..
that this life is beautiful
without alcohol and cigarettes
tasting coffee, chocolates
so shamelessly
im for it
because
you
you
you make me wanna hold your hand
you make me forget not to smile
you make me believe in the past
the present the future
(will it be heaven)
in people
in a while
your gonna make me
make big mistakes
like only I know im bound to take..
exactly how, though,
i really dont quite know,
the only thing im sure,
so far, is its not gonna involve
me letting you go.
(will it be heaven)
in people
in a while
your gonna make me
make big mistakes
like only I know im bound to take..
exactly how, though,
i really dont quite know,
the only thing im sure,
so far, is its not gonna involve
me letting you go.
Sunday, May 01, 2011
babies cry on the plane
so earlier this year i presented my list of all time most awesome break up songs.
well there is a new legend to be heard.
Adele's Someone like you.
No doubt about it. Its all the way up there. Right after "No Doubling Back" by Jason Mraz.
---
i think
Life is too short to multi task
So I like this idea of taking things in their entirety
of
turning off
the television when someone wants to talk to you.
of pausing my music
when its time to eat
of
staring out the window
and feeling the sun
streaks of sun
call you out
of
your room
--
17 days till my first law paper
26 days till my last. for the academic year.
can't stop writing.
well there is a new legend to be heard.
Adele's Someone like you.
No doubt about it. Its all the way up there. Right after "No Doubling Back" by Jason Mraz.
---
i think
Life is too short to multi task
So I like this idea of taking things in their entirety
of
turning off
the television when someone wants to talk to you.
of pausing my music
when its time to eat
of
staring out the window
and feeling the sun
streaks of sun
call you out
of
your room
--
17 days till my first law paper
26 days till my last. for the academic year.
can't stop writing.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Leave No Woman Behind
A song about 5BX, vest & slacks, and a very conditional type of love
---
My Time My Target
by LTA(NS) Menon
(Verse 1)
I can run forever
tell me where and I will go
every morning thinking of you
half left down on parade floor
though my training very jia lat
and my inchek so one kind
there is nothing i cant tahan
as long as you on my mind!
(pre-chorus)
woah oh!
I'm a chong sua kinda guy!
woah oh!
You see I, PTI!
---
My Time My Target
by LTA(NS) Menon
(Verse 1)
I can run forever
tell me where and I will go
every morning thinking of you
half left down on parade floor
though my training very jia lat
and my inchek so one kind
there is nothing i cant tahan
as long as you on my mind!
(pre-chorus)
woah oh!
I'm a chong sua kinda guy!
woah oh!
You see I, PTI!
(chorus)
Nothing less than Cat 1
will stop me tonight
It just feels right
you by my side
10 mikes I pack up and come
even after last light
you are my sun
i cant be stopped till
the job is done
by nothing less than cat 1
(verse 2)
weekend cannot book out
small small thing also confine
see my warrant si bei kwai lan
weekday make me overtime
Nothing less than Cat 1
will stop me tonight
It just feels right
you by my side
10 mikes I pack up and come
even after last light
you are my sun
i cant be stopped till
the job is done
by nothing less than cat 1
(verse 2)
weekend cannot book out
small small thing also confine
see my warrant si bei kwai lan
weekday make me overtime
still i always lan lan suck thumb
dont complain to MFU
carry on cause I is dreaming
spending all my off with you
(pre-chorus)
woah oh!
I know you want me, dont be shy!
woah oh!
I help you pass your FFI!
(chorus)
Nothing less than Cat 1
will stop me tonight
It just feels right
you by my side
10 mikes I pack up and come
even after last light
you are my sun
i cant be stopped till
the job is done
by nothing less than cat 1
(verse three)
outfield, over, steady
back to camp, then feel damn saht
finish rations, shiok aleady
when sir say "exercise cut"
but for me, is not the mess break
helmets off or tiger beer
is not even my pink IC
girl, is you, wake my idea!
woah-oh!
One day we will be together
woah-oh!
but now wait for better weather!
dont complain to MFU
carry on cause I is dreaming
spending all my off with you
(pre-chorus)
woah oh!
I know you want me, dont be shy!
woah oh!
I help you pass your FFI!
(chorus)
Nothing less than Cat 1
will stop me tonight
It just feels right
you by my side
10 mikes I pack up and come
even after last light
you are my sun
i cant be stopped till
the job is done
by nothing less than cat 1
(verse three)
outfield, over, steady
back to camp, then feel damn saht
finish rations, shiok aleady
when sir say "exercise cut"
but for me, is not the mess break
helmets off or tiger beer
is not even my pink IC
girl, is you, wake my idea!
woah-oh!
One day we will be together
woah-oh!
but now wait for better weather!
(guitar solo)
(bridge)
If its Cat Three or Twoo..
I will be there for yooou.
I swear, I akan datang!
Only stop when Cat One!
(chorus)
Nothing less than Cat 1
will stop me tonight
It just feels right
you by my side
10 mikes I pack up and come
even after last light
you are my sun
i cant be stopped till
the job is done
by nothing less than cat 1!
(Sound of Sirens)
(Fade to End)
(bridge)
If its Cat Three or Twoo..
I will be there for yooou.
I swear, I akan datang!
Only stop when Cat One!
(chorus)
Nothing less than Cat 1
will stop me tonight
It just feels right
you by my side
10 mikes I pack up and come
even after last light
you are my sun
i cant be stopped till
the job is done
by nothing less than cat 1!
(Sound of Sirens)
(Fade to End)
Monday, April 18, 2011
absolutely zero
5 Jason Mraz CDs aint excessive! He only has produced 5 CDs after all..
Any MORE than 5, ahh, THEN I have a problem.
--
'Own Time Own Target' and 'Leave No Man Behind' are amongst my favourite army slogans/catch phrases.
of course special mention goes to "wake up your idea". and "one times good one". ahh so many priceless one liners. good days. =)
--
Writing a new song. similar to "blame it on the weather" with its heavy singaporean-references. more singlish though.
Here are the chorus ideas I was bashing about in my head before i came up with my final decision.
Draft 1
Nothing less than Cat 1
will stop me tonight
you'll be my light
dont need the sun
we'll just pack up and run
Another Idea
Nothing less than Cat 1
will stop me tonight
there is no fight
you are the one
and only girl that I like
Final Pick
"Nothing less than Cat 1
will stop me tonight
it just feels right
you by my side
5 mikes, I pack up and come
Even after last light
you are my sun
I cant be stopped
till my job is done
by nothing less than Cat 1"
Hopefully this decision makes sense once I complete the rest of the song.
wont be long now. just another two verses to go. and the chords should work out too.
--
foots recovered. running resumes today.
Any MORE than 5, ahh, THEN I have a problem.
--
'Own Time Own Target' and 'Leave No Man Behind' are amongst my favourite army slogans/catch phrases.
of course special mention goes to "wake up your idea". and "one times good one". ahh so many priceless one liners. good days. =)
--
Writing a new song. similar to "blame it on the weather" with its heavy singaporean-references. more singlish though.
Here are the chorus ideas I was bashing about in my head before i came up with my final decision.
Draft 1
Nothing less than Cat 1
will stop me tonight
you'll be my light
dont need the sun
we'll just pack up and run
Another Idea
Nothing less than Cat 1
will stop me tonight
there is no fight
you are the one
and only girl that I like
Final Pick
"Nothing less than Cat 1
will stop me tonight
it just feels right
you by my side
5 mikes, I pack up and come
Even after last light
you are my sun
I cant be stopped
till my job is done
by nothing less than Cat 1"
Hopefully this decision makes sense once I complete the rest of the song.
wont be long now. just another two verses to go. and the chords should work out too.
--
foots recovered. running resumes today.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Soefie Adnin's Chocolate Cake Delight
It may appear half eaten on first appearance, but Soefie Adnin's Chocolate Cake Delight is nothing less than a full serving of love, peace and happy-disney-fairy-tale endings.
A luxurious helping of chocolate and a secret ingredient our in-house chef reckons may possibly be unicorn dust (though more magical), Soefie Adnin's Chocolate Cake Delight doesn’t just pamper the palate with its full bodied flavor, texture and aroma. It takes your palate on a romantic 5-day Mediterranean get away cruise where its every whim and desire is attended to, and its wildest dreams fulfilled every night, only to finally propose to it on the fifth day in a dazzling sea of fireworks and currypuffs . And then it starts to pamper your palate. Everyday. For the rest of its life. The first bite is love, and the second and third is a hazy blur of chocolate muffled noises and a chronic desire to eat more. But there isnt anymore. Because you just ate it.
When former clients of Soefie Adnin's Chocolate Cake Delight were contacted to share their life changing experience with us, a majority broke down in tears at the mere memory of the ecstatic euphoria they once reveled in.
"Why would you do this to me! Why, dammit!" Lamented an anonymous customer on being reminded of the divinity that is the Chocolate Cake Delight.
"The legends are true?” “Soefie Adnin lives?” chimed in members of the public during our investigation.
"Moarr!!" was all one particularly pathetic young man could muster between heaves of sobs and hyperventilation. As per his wishes, he shall remain un-named. But it possibly starts with a K and rhymes with Wenneth. We wish him the best for his future.
Truly, Master Dessert Chef Soefie Adnin knew what she was doing when she decided to name her concoction the Chocolate Cake Delight. For as much as it is a Chocolate Cake, it is the physical manifestation of Delight, in every manner imaginable.
To rate this master-class creation within a system of five stars would be an embarrassment and disgrace to any reviewer, for it would expose them to be the low-brow unappreciative philistines they truly are. Indeed. Here at RISHIK RECOMMENDS! we understand the fragile ephemeral and fleeting nature of beauty and perfection, and can do no injustice by trying to frame or make the grace and elegance of this manna comprehensible to mere mortals. The only thing left for us to tell our readers is: “you have to taste it, to believe it.”
But you can’t. Because we just finished it.
A luxurious helping of chocolate and a secret ingredient our in-house chef reckons may possibly be unicorn dust (though more magical), Soefie Adnin's Chocolate Cake Delight doesn’t just pamper the palate with its full bodied flavor, texture and aroma. It takes your palate on a romantic 5-day Mediterranean get away cruise where its every whim and desire is attended to, and its wildest dreams fulfilled every night, only to finally propose to it on the fifth day in a dazzling sea of fireworks and currypuffs . And then it starts to pamper your palate. Everyday. For the rest of its life. The first bite is love, and the second and third is a hazy blur of chocolate muffled noises and a chronic desire to eat more. But there isnt anymore. Because you just ate it.
When former clients of Soefie Adnin's Chocolate Cake Delight were contacted to share their life changing experience with us, a majority broke down in tears at the mere memory of the ecstatic euphoria they once reveled in.
"Why would you do this to me! Why, dammit!" Lamented an anonymous customer on being reminded of the divinity that is the Chocolate Cake Delight.
"The legends are true?” “Soefie Adnin lives?” chimed in members of the public during our investigation.
"Moarr!!" was all one particularly pathetic young man could muster between heaves of sobs and hyperventilation. As per his wishes, he shall remain un-named. But it possibly starts with a K and rhymes with Wenneth. We wish him the best for his future.
Truly, Master Dessert Chef Soefie Adnin knew what she was doing when she decided to name her concoction the Chocolate Cake Delight. For as much as it is a Chocolate Cake, it is the physical manifestation of Delight, in every manner imaginable.
To rate this master-class creation within a system of five stars would be an embarrassment and disgrace to any reviewer, for it would expose them to be the low-brow unappreciative philistines they truly are. Indeed. Here at RISHIK RECOMMENDS! we understand the fragile ephemeral and fleeting nature of beauty and perfection, and can do no injustice by trying to frame or make the grace and elegance of this manna comprehensible to mere mortals. The only thing left for us to tell our readers is: “you have to taste it, to believe it.”
But you can’t. Because we just finished it.
Soefie Adnin's Chocolate Cake Delight
Only available on request, subject to Soefie Adnin's timetable, mood, and how good looking you are
★★★★☆
R.V. Menon
Cheif Editor
RISHIK RECOMMENDS!
Issue 1
April 2011
Only available on request, subject to Soefie Adnin's timetable, mood, and how good looking you are
★★★★☆
R.V. Menon
Cheif Editor
RISHIK RECOMMENDS!
Issue 1
April 2011
Saturday, April 09, 2011
7 wonders
Rishik Presents...
Singapore's Seven Wonders.
With Seven Categories too! Cause Im all meta that way..
Eating. Drinking. Shopping. Studying. Chilling. Running. Parking.
Eating
Holland Village
Simpang Bedok
Changi Village
Lau Pa Sat
Serangoon Gardens
Katong
Bukit Timah
Drinking
Clark Quay
Robertson Quay/Muhammad Sultan Road
CHIJMES
Boat Quay
Orchard Towers/Cuscaden Road
Dempsey Road
Emerald Hill
Shopping
Plaza Sing (PS)
VivoCity
Parkway Parade
Mustafa
Orchard Road
Junction 8
Bugis Street
Studying
Changi Airport
National Library (NLB Building)
Suntec City
NUS Campus
Singapore EXPO
Downtown East
Brass Basah
Chilling
Arab Street
Bugis Street/Selegie Road
Marina Bay
Singapore River
Marina Barrage
Siglap
City Hall
Running
Macritche Reservoir
Changi Coastal Road
Bedok Reservoir
Bukit Timah
Henderson Wave
Turf Club
Dairy Farm Road
Building (Bonus Category!)
The Esplanade
The Fullerton
Old Supreme Court Building
Old National Library / The National Museum
LaSalle College of the Arts
Old SJI / Singapore Arts Museum
Raffles Hospital Building
---
Ive actually made a real effort to not repeat any of the 7 locations across the 7 categories. with some re-naming and twisting worthy of landing me a place on the elections commission, I think ive somewhat succeeded.
Singapore's Seven Wonders.
With Seven Categories too! Cause Im all meta that way..
Eating. Drinking. Shopping. Studying. Chilling. Running. Parking.
Eating
Holland Village
Simpang Bedok
Changi Village
Lau Pa Sat
Serangoon Gardens
Katong
Bukit Timah
Drinking
Clark Quay
Robertson Quay/Muhammad Sultan Road
CHIJMES
Boat Quay
Orchard Towers/Cuscaden Road
Dempsey Road
Emerald Hill
Shopping
Plaza Sing (PS)
VivoCity
Parkway Parade
Mustafa
Orchard Road
Junction 8
Bugis Street
Studying
Changi Airport
National Library (NLB Building)
Suntec City
NUS Campus
Singapore EXPO
Downtown East
Brass Basah
Chilling
Arab Street
Bugis Street/Selegie Road
Marina Bay
Singapore River
Marina Barrage
Siglap
City Hall
Running
Macritche Reservoir
Changi Coastal Road
Bedok Reservoir
Bukit Timah
Henderson Wave
Turf Club
Dairy Farm Road
Parking
Fort Canning Park
East Coast Park
Istana Park
Changi Beach Park
Marina South City Park (before they fucking ripped it up)
Singapore Botanical Gardens
Kallang Riverside
Building (Bonus Category!)
The Esplanade
The Fullerton
Old Supreme Court Building
Old National Library / The National Museum
LaSalle College of the Arts
Old SJI / Singapore Arts Museum
Raffles Hospital Building
---
Ive actually made a real effort to not repeat any of the 7 locations across the 7 categories. with some re-naming and twisting worthy of landing me a place on the elections commission, I think ive somewhat succeeded.
Friday, April 08, 2011
I would have found you
Something I wrote in early Feb 2011.
---
Its friday afternoon
---
Its friday afternoon
and a misplaced sun
has stumbled its way into
central london
by accident.
August Rush fills my speakers and
you know youre on my mind.
I welcome her without curtains
through windows like criminals
I welcome her with t shirts and shorts
meant for May, and maybe even March
but certainly not london.
I welcome her like a valentine
though I have no honest understanding
as to what feeling that simile was meant to imply
and i want to talk to you so bad..
like
I want to talk a nap
but your not on skype, and the last time you came online I was in the middle of a freakin lecture
the idea, image and metaphors of
oceans and airplanes
scare me
not for the space and distance
they are usually meant
to represent,
they are usually meant
to represent,
but for the fact that I dont like being in a fucking metal tube
thousands of feet high in the sky
and i dont like oceans
just because..
its a dark scary place
and the last thing i need
right now are more secrets.
just because..
its a dark scary place
and the last thing i need
right now are more secrets.
so tonight im gonna try my hand
sticking to simple clean concepts. clocks.
sticking to simple clean concepts. clocks.
i can work with
time zones too. you know.
unromantic boring ideas
with little room for poetry.
or maybe its just me,
whos not poetic/romantic
enough to put a clever spin to these words
so clear and plain
let me try and explain
what the matter is
the matter is this,
your free to chat, but i need to sleep
and then when im home from school, somehow, its your turn to eat
the matter is,
people wish each other happy birthday on facebook
and im wondering how much longer I have to wait till I too can join in
the matter is
im waking up early to catch the australian open
im not home in the afternoon cause im watching football
there are movies showing in the cinema
which youd probably have seen
and which wont even be showing
by the time I get back
and thats just one less movie
im gonna be able to
ask you out too
there are movies showing in the cinema
which youd probably have seen
and which wont even be showing
by the time I get back
and thats just one less movie
im gonna be able to
ask you out too
and someday its sunday and your at church
and someotherday its sunday i wake up
hungover
thank god im alive at all
but but
but thats not it yet
the matter is this
the matter is time
that times is ticking
and days are passing
with these pretty girls all around me
and my thoughts a continent too far
distracted by the idea that
pretty boys are passing
around you
and making passes at you
and its makes me sad, cause its not fair
that I dont know you as much as I want to
that holidays and exams conspire against my plans,
to spend just a little more time with you
to learn to watch to get to know you
but i cant, not even pretend
that maybe, i'd stand a chance
ah sunshine..
oh sunshine..
pretty boys are passing
around you
and making passes at you
and its makes me sad, cause its not fair
that I dont know you as much as I want to
that holidays and exams conspire against my plans,
to spend just a little more time with you
to learn to watch to get to know you
but i cant, not even pretend
that maybe, i'd stand a chance
ah sunshine..
oh sunshine..
i want to talk to you
so badly
right now
possibly more
than i want to take a nap.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
when the morning comes
"my gaydar is so shitty its literally non-existent.
its so shitty for all I know, I might be gay without my own knowledge."
"no, see.. it doesnt work that way."
---
"so what abouts learning to drive a car?"
"Neah, mate Im all about saving the environment. I dont believe in driving cars. Id much rather take public transport like buses."
"oh yea. thats cool..
what about learning to drive a bus?"
--
"so what do you think? is it bad?"
"no not at all. I mean.... its a start."
"the word pineapple is a start."
its so shitty for all I know, I might be gay without my own knowledge."
"no, see.. it doesnt work that way."
---
"so what abouts learning to drive a car?"
"Neah, mate Im all about saving the environment. I dont believe in driving cars. Id much rather take public transport like buses."
"oh yea. thats cool..
what about learning to drive a bus?"
--
"so what do you think? is it bad?"
"no not at all. I mean.... its a start."
"the word pineapple is a start."
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
its so nice today..
poignant
wistful
lackadaisical
words I need to stop forgetting
---
I guess this is what happiness is?
Between spates of busy-ness, distractions,
lapses in and out of sleep
writing essays with your mind some place else
controlling urges to text or call
make plans, should I hold your hand
does it still matter or make a difference that
last week I was 8 time zones and a continent too far
than today...
no, not really. you have been and still are
on my mind, restlessly raising hell.
only today.. maybe i'll call you.
wistful
lackadaisical
words I need to stop forgetting
---
I guess this is what happiness is?
Between spates of busy-ness, distractions,
lapses in and out of sleep
writing essays with your mind some place else
controlling urges to text or call
make plans, should I hold your hand
does it still matter or make a difference that
last week I was 8 time zones and a continent too far
than today...
no, not really. you have been and still are
on my mind, restlessly raising hell.
only today.. maybe i'll call you.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
odd bins
picking up pieces of converations
--
"so the new pokemon is out"
"What! again? after you think, yea, you finally caught them all. you finally caught them all! and then they go pull a stunt like this. they go release a whole new series of pokemon to catch! disgusting.."
--------
(after indulging in some unnecessarily prolonged law talk, and leaving a history friend out of the conversation)
"so tell me man... whats NEW in history? Hur hur hur!" =D
(glares)
"so nothing? same OLD same OLD? hur hur hur.." =D
(glares)
No, no, this wasnt planned or rehearsed. It really was rather spontaneous. But for sure, Im gonna be using these lines in the future. Something timeless about it eh? History in the making
hur hur hur..
=D
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and I cant change my flight tickets. and I wont be able to catch Switchfoot play in Singapore. Or spend more time with certain people who might be busy with exams. or watch Tampinese Rovers in the AFC Cup. But whatever. I'm gonna run everyday bitches. Im gonna run everydayy.
--
"so the new pokemon is out"
"What! again? after you think, yea, you finally caught them all. you finally caught them all! and then they go pull a stunt like this. they go release a whole new series of pokemon to catch! disgusting.."
--------
(after indulging in some unnecessarily prolonged law talk, and leaving a history friend out of the conversation)
"so tell me man... whats NEW in history? Hur hur hur!" =D
(glares)
"so nothing? same OLD same OLD? hur hur hur.." =D
(glares)
No, no, this wasnt planned or rehearsed. It really was rather spontaneous. But for sure, Im gonna be using these lines in the future. Something timeless about it eh? History in the making
hur hur hur..
=D
--------
and I cant change my flight tickets. and I wont be able to catch Switchfoot play in Singapore. Or spend more time with certain people who might be busy with exams. or watch Tampinese Rovers in the AFC Cup. But whatever. I'm gonna run everyday bitches. Im gonna run everydayy.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
lads, are we drinking or what?
Im gonna wear fucking slippers and shorts everyday
and go for runs in the sun
and cycle
and kayak
aww, dude,
im gonna just lie on the beach and swear in hokkien
my english will detoriate to singlish so fast
and im gonna drive again
im gonna taste salty sea water in the air
and salty sea sweat on my face
i cant really say
i miss home
but i sure would love to be there right now.
and go for runs in the sun
and cycle
and kayak
aww, dude,
im gonna just lie on the beach and swear in hokkien
my english will detoriate to singlish so fast
and im gonna drive again
im gonna taste salty sea water in the air
and salty sea sweat on my face
i cant really say
i miss home
but i sure would love to be there right now.
Monday, March 07, 2011
set me thinking
people who judge me based on the clothes i wear
and who praise me for wearing a particular style of clothing
really dont know me at all
i deserve better friends. hmm.
and who praise me for wearing a particular style of clothing
really dont know me at all
i deserve better friends. hmm.
Monday, February 28, 2011
The 25 Year Plan
The 25 Year Plan
It started 21 and a half years ago.
But here it is all the same. Things to do before I turn 25.
graduate from UCL in 2013 with my LLB (honours).. oooh yeaah. Kay, once again, this is almost a given. sure sure, a matter of time. Just need to stick it through and be done with. But like running a hundred km, its really not that easy. and yea, this actually is gonna be another one of those life changing, milestone moments.
publish. a novel. or a series of poems. or coffee table photo book. THIS is really gonna be tough. its gonna take talent. and dedication. and 3 and a half years aint a lot of time. but me and andrea have this goal. and you know. Ive got to give this my best shot. at the very least.
--
so yup! thats it for now, in the list.
thinking about what zhenghao said on the run yesterday. we're never gonna be completely satisfied with our lives. were always gonna keep wanting more and more. and its true, even with my dreams and goals. they keep changing, shifting, growing. I mean.
I have achieved quite a fair bit up till now. which I am proud of. damn proud.
but i barely mention these achievements, cause its in the past. and i need something new to work towards.
nonetheless, its still somewhat healthy to look back, and smile and what ive done.
a little healthy motivation never hurt anyone. and reminder as to what ive accomplished.
Run some marathons. and some half marathons, competitively. I think thats just purely satisfying. Knowing ive crossed this barrier. and run THE marathon. more than once. and now im going to start running marathons as training, for my ultra. its great and empowering, thinking about the limits of the human body, and how easy it is to push it.
i passed my driving licence in one go. its not easy in singapore. but i did it. basic theory, final theory, traffic police, one after the other after the other. in 6 months. with an instructor who wasnt from the driving centre school. paying with mostly my own savings. Its not something to be proud about. I mean, whatever. either you can drive or you cant. and its not like im an amazing driver either. but the memory of finally doing it is fresh. and its a happy memory. i did it guys. i passed my driving licence. =D
okay, now, this happened like what 2 years ago. And since then, I have gone on some epic road trips. with my family from Gold Coast to Noosa. And im sure therell be more to come, here in England. the noosa trip is simply legendary, and will always have a special place in my heart. but putting that aside, Im still just really glad I passed. =)
the gap year. gold coast. living in a different country. meeting new people. somewhat working and whatsome studying. needless to say, this changed my life as well. its not exactly an achievement to be honest. but its an experience. one that im glad i had. I was initally gonna include my teaching experience in Singapore into this. Like my first real paying job. but it didnt compare. not even close.
the truth is, as far as im concerned, the list ends there. theres really nothing else ive done that deserves to be up there. things I did back when i was younger dont seem worth a mention now. and some of those things which happened to me, just seemed to happen despite my control, and can hardly be counted as my own effort or hardwork. things which happened as a scout and prefect in st pats or as house captain in TJ. or even climbing mt kinabalu when i was really young. all these things just cant count, because i doubt i really knew what i was doing. when someone tells you to march, you march, and 72km later your done.
so what happens next?
hmm. 3 and a half years to go. guess, I've just got to carry on living life.
Ive got my ultramarathon to look forward to. the chance to make a real difference in Kenya.
Take a well deserved break in Tanzania by climbing Mt Kilimajaro (hopefully). and life.
weddings in Malaysia and Singapore to attend. poems to write for girls who may never read them. with some improvement perform at a couple more gigs. my cooking will get better, as will my photography. but im not trying to impress anyone. I just wanna make my life better. and fill it with love, beauty and good food.
and last of all, by the time I'm 25 Id have found my first real stable long term job. and that wont be an achievement. i promise.
it will be ordinary. so painfully ordinary.
but i will earn money. to spend on my friends and family. happy. only as I know it.
It started 21 and a half years ago.
But here it is all the same. Things to do before I turn 25.
run an ultra marathon. a hundred km. Well its only a matter of time till I tick this off my list. 17 weeks to be exact. all the same, its one of those accomplishments big enough to warrant its way here.
--
so yup! thats it for now, in the list.
thinking about what zhenghao said on the run yesterday. we're never gonna be completely satisfied with our lives. were always gonna keep wanting more and more. and its true, even with my dreams and goals. they keep changing, shifting, growing. I mean.
I have achieved quite a fair bit up till now. which I am proud of. damn proud.
but i barely mention these achievements, cause its in the past. and i need something new to work towards.
nonetheless, its still somewhat healthy to look back, and smile and what ive done.
a little healthy motivation never hurt anyone. and reminder as to what ive accomplished.
Run some marathons. and some half marathons, competitively. I think thats just purely satisfying. Knowing ive crossed this barrier. and run THE marathon. more than once. and now im going to start running marathons as training, for my ultra. its great and empowering, thinking about the limits of the human body, and how easy it is to push it.
commissioning from officer cadet school. in fact the whole damn thing. enlisting. passing out of BMT. going through SISPEC. crossing over to OCS. life in the battalion. learning about the army. learning more about my country. learning to love running. i know its easy to say this, now that Ive left. but those were some great days. =')
i passed my driving licence in one go. its not easy in singapore. but i did it. basic theory, final theory, traffic police, one after the other after the other. in 6 months. with an instructor who wasnt from the driving centre school. paying with mostly my own savings. Its not something to be proud about. I mean, whatever. either you can drive or you cant. and its not like im an amazing driver either. but the memory of finally doing it is fresh. and its a happy memory. i did it guys. i passed my driving licence. =D
okay, now, this happened like what 2 years ago. And since then, I have gone on some epic road trips. with my family from Gold Coast to Noosa. And im sure therell be more to come, here in England. the noosa trip is simply legendary, and will always have a special place in my heart. but putting that aside, Im still just really glad I passed. =)
and now we go slightly back in time to 2007. A midsummer nights dream. The chance of a life time. to finally do something i always dreamed of. act. and i did it. and I did it well. everyone did. the entire cast. it was amazing. not a thing went wrong. the set was beautiful. the concepts. the colours. the acting. the comedic timing. this was a blessing, a dream come true, a gift. I WANTED this. oh my god, so badly. I fantasised, when I was just a kid, 13 maybe 14, in a secondary school which didnt even offer drama. and finally it was granted to me. this play. I had to do it. my last chance, before Id leave public schooling and enter the "real world". without film footage, and with such a small audience capacity, it pains me to think that such beauty would never see the light of the world again. but that ephemeral quality about it. its painfully magic. like faerie dust.
so what happens next?
hmm. 3 and a half years to go. guess, I've just got to carry on living life.
Ive got my ultramarathon to look forward to. the chance to make a real difference in Kenya.
Take a well deserved break in Tanzania by climbing Mt Kilimajaro (hopefully). and life.
weddings in Malaysia and Singapore to attend. poems to write for girls who may never read them. with some improvement perform at a couple more gigs. my cooking will get better, as will my photography. but im not trying to impress anyone. I just wanna make my life better. and fill it with love, beauty and good food.
and last of all, by the time I'm 25 Id have found my first real stable long term job. and that wont be an achievement. i promise.
it will be ordinary. so painfully ordinary.
but i will earn money. to spend on my friends and family. happy. only as I know it.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
I am that merry wanderer of the night!
I am that merry wanderer of the night!
so im starting to miss more and more people.
dharvin, my sis, shalini
its valerie's CNY dinner party tonight. gonna try my hand at re-making those jemput jemput. arghh, so it nor quite banana season, and the bananas are still sorta (read VERY) green. which is a problem. that i intend to solve. with lots of sugar..
just ran 22km today. nothing to it. but then i think about it.
maan. need to run 100km. in Singapore. yeaah, its gonna be fun.
Its gonna be unforgettable.
valentinesdaymovie idea. Its actually pretty hilarious. Im gonna make this happen. =)
borrowed Seasons 1 and 2 of How I Met Your Mother from Dan Harris. Maan, I love that show. Its so feel-good. and funny. its how youd wanna live your life. The next best thing since Friends and Seinfeld.
Borrowed "Never Let me Go" from Ivan. Wanna watch the movie too. someone said Andrew Garfield's character in the movie reminds them of me. curious to find out. NOT gonna wikipedia this.
Roadtrip to winchester and Old Harry, next sunday. yeaa why not. Its only a 6 hour drive, there and back. itll be cool.
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thinking about this blog and why I have it.
Its pretty damn useful. Its a journal for my thoughts. an outlet for my feelings.
a repository for my songs and poetry. an online to-do list, and personal planner at times.
its self-motivational. its a reminder of my goals and who i used to be.
it also puts pressure on me to follow through with things I sometimes declare i'll do. because a blog is public. and once you say something in public. the pressue is on, to be good to your word.
it also forces me to carefully consider my opinions, which I write and share with the world. especially sensitive, and political opinions. because im not going to shoot off or rant poorly formed ideas in this space. I find myself, thinking about them more carefully than i normally would in a coffeshop discussion. Its not that people read this blog. its that it CAN be read. and its that sorta healthy pressure and awareness that keeps me sharp and kicks my intellectual laziness in the ass.
yeaa. Ive had this blog for about 6 years now. SIX years.. unbelievable almost.
but i think im gonna keep it for a long while to come.
might make it private someday. or public with lots of ads giving me money. who knows what the future will hold. but right now, im pretty pleased with what this blog does for me.
most importantly: its kept me writing.
so im starting to miss more and more people.
dharvin, my sis, shalini
its valerie's CNY dinner party tonight. gonna try my hand at re-making those jemput jemput. arghh, so it nor quite banana season, and the bananas are still sorta (read VERY) green. which is a problem. that i intend to solve. with lots of sugar..
just ran 22km today. nothing to it. but then i think about it.
maan. need to run 100km. in Singapore. yeaah, its gonna be fun.
Its gonna be unforgettable.
valentinesdaymovie idea. Its actually pretty hilarious. Im gonna make this happen. =)
borrowed Seasons 1 and 2 of How I Met Your Mother from Dan Harris. Maan, I love that show. Its so feel-good. and funny. its how youd wanna live your life. The next best thing since Friends and Seinfeld.
Borrowed "Never Let me Go" from Ivan. Wanna watch the movie too. someone said Andrew Garfield's character in the movie reminds them of me. curious to find out. NOT gonna wikipedia this.
Roadtrip to winchester and Old Harry, next sunday. yeaa why not. Its only a 6 hour drive, there and back. itll be cool.
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thinking about this blog and why I have it.
Its pretty damn useful. Its a journal for my thoughts. an outlet for my feelings.
a repository for my songs and poetry. an online to-do list, and personal planner at times.
its self-motivational. its a reminder of my goals and who i used to be.
it also puts pressure on me to follow through with things I sometimes declare i'll do. because a blog is public. and once you say something in public. the pressue is on, to be good to your word.
it also forces me to carefully consider my opinions, which I write and share with the world. especially sensitive, and political opinions. because im not going to shoot off or rant poorly formed ideas in this space. I find myself, thinking about them more carefully than i normally would in a coffeshop discussion. Its not that people read this blog. its that it CAN be read. and its that sorta healthy pressure and awareness that keeps me sharp and kicks my intellectual laziness in the ass.
yeaa. Ive had this blog for about 6 years now. SIX years.. unbelievable almost.
but i think im gonna keep it for a long while to come.
might make it private someday. or public with lots of ads giving me money. who knows what the future will hold. but right now, im pretty pleased with what this blog does for me.
most importantly: its kept me writing.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
dangers of credit cards
sometimes being overseas too long, you get kinda lonely.
so you buy stuff from amazon.com, and eagerly wait for its arrival, like mail from a long distance lover.
its not the same, really.
you know its coming.
anytime now.
but when the day arrives, it finally fills your mailbox, it still takes you by surprise and fills you with joy.
a lottery ticket, which you know youre going to win.
doesnt lose its appeal quite as easily as youd think.
so you buy stuff from amazon.com, and eagerly wait for its arrival, like mail from a long distance lover.
its not the same, really.
you know its coming.
anytime now.
but when the day arrives, it finally fills your mailbox, it still takes you by surprise and fills you with joy.
a lottery ticket, which you know youre going to win.
doesnt lose its appeal quite as easily as youd think.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Rishik Presents
For no real reason
and
In no real order
All Time Favourite Love Songs
First Day of My Life - Bright Eyes
Hands Down - Dashboard Confessional
Dance Inside - All American Rejects
Konstantine - Something Corporate
Best Mainstream Pop Love Songs
We Belong Together - Mariah Carey
She Will be Loved - Maroon 5
and
In no real order
All Time Favourite Love Songs
First Day of My Life - Bright Eyes
Hands Down - Dashboard Confessional
Dance Inside - All American Rejects
Konstantine - Something Corporate
Best Mainstream Pop Love Songs
We Belong Together - Mariah Carey
She Will be Loved - Maroon 5
Best Break Up Songs of All Time
This Aint a Love Song - Scouting for Girls
Break Even - The Script
No Doubling Back - Jason Mraz
Details in the Fabric - Jason Mraz feat. James Morrison
Inevitable - Anberlin
Heres Lookin at You Kid - Gaslight Anthem
My Favourite Accident - Motion City Soundtrack
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In some reseach for this song, i was scanning through loads of songs in my itunes to see if i missed anything out. even googled "all time greatest love songs" and the works. discovered loads of good songs in the process actually.
and there were some really good songs in those lists. but they just never evoked the same gut feeling like these did. I guess its really particular to the time in your life when you hear them.
musical tastes. cant really get any more personal, can you.
Friday, January 14, 2011
lessons from meghna and london
shave everyday
keep your eyes wide open
keep a smile on your face
london is an international city. its not an english city. heres your chace to take the whole world in.
your a nice guy. if girls like nice guys, theyre gonna like you. simple as that.
some girls have agendas. they know what they want. and if what they want is you, thats cool too.
eat well. stay healthy, lad. cant compromise that.
living in moderation. lunch time beers are great.
keep your eyes wide open
keep a smile on your face
london is an international city. its not an english city. heres your chace to take the whole world in.
your a nice guy. if girls like nice guys, theyre gonna like you. simple as that.
some girls have agendas. they know what they want. and if what they want is you, thats cool too.
eat well. stay healthy, lad. cant compromise that.
living in moderation. lunch time beers are great.
Monday, January 10, 2011
one hundred km
Ultramarathon in June.
100km.
not even 84km like my original goal. well.. im still 21.
might as well do it.
i know my body can..
i think...
think
thinking about my left knee..
fuck, im nervous.
better start training now.
100km.
not even 84km like my original goal. well.. im still 21.
might as well do it.
i know my body can..
i think...
think
thinking about my left knee..
fuck, im nervous.
better start training now.
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