Hello. Goodbye.

Moved to Melbourne. Moved to a new blog too. If you want the new blog address, message me personally on facebook. Till then folks, au revoir! ;)

Down the stairs, up to joy.

It was the end of the day, the end of the week.
Every last ounce of energy and being- burned.
That spring in my walk- now almost gone.
My mind a tangle of emotions and supressed thoughts.

I still walked, with my head high, and my voice beckoning.
I led the little ones in two straight lines, silently, to where they would eventually run into the loving embrace of their parents.

We were almost at the stairs when i saw my own.
30 little hands waving at me and smiling broadly.
Surprised that their tiny faces could hold so much loving devotion.
In their expressions, i read and felt their excitement.

I waved back, smiling as much as my face could hold it.
I allowed them to go down first, holding the ones i was coming with, back for a while.
As i watched my own go down those steps, my eyes greedily caught sight of as much of them as i could before they disappear for the weekend.

Just then, the last one in line turned around to say goodbye once more.
It was a little different this time.
He then said something that i never knew i had been starved of hearing.
Perhaps starved of it itself.

With the tiny wave of his hand, and a hearty goodbye,
he said,

"I Love You."

It made a world of a difference to me.
It meant the world.

From that moment,
i walked, with my head held up high, my voice still beckoning.
I walked with that spring i once thought was gone.
I walked, with renewed energy and re-ignited passion.

I walked.

The Rainbow That Fades.

Sometimes just sometimes,
i feel like a letter in a bottle still floating out at sea,
lost and unread.

An ancient relic that even at the slightest touch,
crumbles to dust.

A flower never meant to bloom.

Such harsh words.

But sometimes, just sometimes,
don't you feel that way too?

Sri Lanka.

I've not stepped foot into this country and yet i am deeply affected by the recent events that unfolded there.

It is NOT a time to rejoice at the victory gained by the Sinhalese-dominated government, but a time to mourn. I am angry and very much bitter at how the government handled the situation. Hundreds of thousands of poor tamil citizens displaced and tens of thousands more now dead. Did they really think about the expense of getting rid of the tigers? Did they care about the hundreds of thousands of people who were caught within the fighting zones? Did they think about whether they would be able to provide for the tamils who have lost almost everything they've ever worked hard for in their lives? I really don't think so. They had one aim and that was to eliminate the tigers and take back every inch of land formerly owned by what they deemed as a "terrorist" organisation.

Now, i'm not standing firm on the tamil tigers' side. I believe that there could have been more peaceful measures undertaken in order to fight for a separate state for the tamils. I do not believe in killing, assasination, suicide bombing and blatant disregard of human life. What i do believe in is equality and peace. That was the piece of the puzzle that was missing in Sri Lanka and that was what the LTTE and the Sri Lankan government obviously lacked.

What disgusts me is how the Sinhalese people can celebrate this occasion as so many tamils are now homeless, alone and helpless, while others lie rotting in the northen plains of Sri Lanka. How can this be a time to light fire crackers, sound horns and proclaim a jubilant victory? Was there ever a minute of silence given for the 70,000 people who have died as a result of this bitter civil war?

There should be unrestrained access to foreign aid into war-stricken areas in Sri Lanka and freedom of movement of the tamils within these areas. Figures quoted by the government on the number of people caught within these areas have not been the least bit accurate at all. In actual fact, well over three hundred thousand or even more people have been internally displaced, injured or endured a worse fate.

This is NOT a period to focus on who was right or who was wrong, who had won or who had lost. This is a time to bemoan all the people who did not deserve such a fate that was so unfairly meted to them. This is a time to relfect and ask ourselves "what went wrong and how could this have been avoided." Could this situation been handled better? Well, i most certainly think so.

In order to unify Sri Lanka, you need to look at the humanitarian issues of the tamils before looking at political issues.

I pray for all the souls lost.

If this was a war crime against humanity, then you can be sure that a worse fate awaits those who are guilty of such wickedness.

Not Dead.......... Yet!

Let's start with my birthday now shall we? The 22nd of January. The day i limped to school, the day Lydia darling surprised me with roses, the day i got to meet my minah after school, the day i got surprised with a cake at NTU's SRC.

Visuals (and plenty more words)!


Instead of going out and celebrating my birthday, i decided to limp to NTU's SRC to watch my girls play captain's ball! Honestly, it didn't seem like such a sad thing to me cos i love sports and being there either playing or watching still makes me very much exhilerated. I had no idea that i was going to be surprised with a cake. REALLY! Absolutely.no.friggin.idea.

Everyone sang happy birthday to me right there between the lovely red rubber track and the netball court. Can i say it's any athelete's dream venue for a birthday surprise? I was so happy!


(I'm sitting in nearly all the pics cos of the ankle.)

I need to thank my little monkey, Val, and Priya for getting me the cake, card and the XL t-shirt that reads "I'm not short, i'm fun-sized!" HAHA. Thanks guysss :D
Thank you to everyone present and who were a part of this.
Love y'all heaps! .bigsmile.

Next up, was my birthday celebration with the girlies! Quite honestly, i was in no mood to celebrate and all i wanted to do was to rest my poor ankle home. So sorry if i seemed somber girls. Ankle was being a bitch.


Yet another surprise at Swensons! Couldn't go to Arab street as planned cos i couldn't walk much. We asked the staff if there were any special birthday offers and the waitress said no cos you could only have that on your birthday or the day before or after. It was 2 days past my birthday so too bad! But, but, BUT............. the sweet management actually surprised me with free ice cream, a balloon bouquet and a song sung by them. So sweet la. 2 surprises! :D


Even the girls were surprised cos they didn't ask for them to do it. Great job to the staff of Swensons at Bugis! :)


My collage :)


And our darling thunder-from-down-under Ain FINALLY got her birthday present from last year! HAHAHA.


All of us girls minus Aileen cos she so graciously volunteered to take the picture for us and also cos i don't have any other group shot!

After 6pm, when Singapore soon started to become a ghost town, my bf picked me up! It was his birthday but he still made time to drive me to A&E for yet another check on my ankle. It was really damn painful that day :( The doctor there was a complete jerk. Changi General Hospital, so can you expect anything less? I wanted another x-ray but immediately he began to talk about the detrimental effect it has on my ovaries and that he's sure i want to start a family. Well thank you very much for being so concerned about my fertility, but i came to you about my ankle and not my God damn ovaries! Dr Mr Gilbert Yeo you should learn some manners before learning medicine pal. Worst Doctor i've come across by far. I'm sure my brother won't ever be such an ass to his patients. Tsk.

Okay, so after that terrible ordeal with did not bring me or my ankle any comfort, it was time for Satheeish's birthday feast!

We drove to some ulu place at Depot Road which is home to a brilliant thai seafood place.

FOOD.


Grilled Red Snapper.


Fire Kangkong! (haha)


Sambal Prawn.


Thai Omelette.


Softshell crab with some buttery garlic sauce.


Satay.


Feast fit for a MY king! :)

Satheeish was soooo excited when he saw all the food, like a kid with candy :D
And he can nicely tell the waitor after ordering the long list of food "oh there'll be more people joining us" cos he was embarssed with being such a pig. HAHAHA. So when the food came the waitor asked "where're your friends?" and he said "oh they not coming already" HAHAHAHAHAHA. Joker.


The next day was Spectra and my team did BRILLIANT!
Okay, you have no idea how many casualties the team's been through. I was basically out cos of my ankle, Ranjani's ankle was a gonner too and Lydia had a knee problem. So we had a team who had never played together before and substitutes who were injured except for Jal! Despite all that, they beat every single team except for two. We narrowly missed getting third but i don't blame them cos our main five players were totally exhausted from playing all the time towards the end. Anyhow, man you should've seen them play. Super fly! :D So darn proud.

There was a giant hippo also playing captain's ball. I won't say from which team. But this girl ah, totally annoying and super bitchy. If she were thrown out of space ah, she'd probably block out most of the sun. Okay, i digress. So anyway, she was super rough! I mean being a rough player doesn't make you any more skillful. And when the umpire asked her to stand at the side for contact, she can still defend la! Irritating. I was so scared for Divya's life because this hippo was throwing her weight around, LITERALLY.

Another thing i hate is when i see girls totally dress up for spectra, complete with make-up, hot pants, tight tops and huge ass shades. You're here to watch or entice the boys ah? Honestly, without fail at every spectra you'll see these girls parading/struting their stuff about. Totally uncool. This one is a sports game la not a modelling contest. There's a place and time to dress up please. Ugh.

Bitchy yes, but i needed to get that out of my system.

Okay, so yesterday i went to Minds Cafe with my boyfriend's friends (MIB)!

Satheeish is totally brilliant at Taboo. I also noticed how both Satheeish and i were the most competitive couple. We totally nailed the couple game. Superb synchronisation. Hehe.
I think i screamed wayyy too much and scared half his friends though. Too hyper. HAHA.


Everyone together! :D

It's gonna be sunday and it's nearly 2 and a half weeks since my ankle accident. How's the progress you ask?

Still swollen as you can see. Picture isn't very clear. The right side of the ankle is better but you can still see the abnormal bump on the left side. Took the picture this afternoon. Doctor said it's probably a hairline fracture since it's taking this long to heal.

You can compare the two ankles. I've only regained like 30% use of the injured one. Still got a long way to go :( I still owe Vv, Bhavani, and Afsheen dates! I hope you guys understand my predicament. When the ankle's better i'll definitely call you guys out. I hate to be out and about dragging a sore and aching ankle. I hope it heals soon so i can resume my usual active lifestyle.

Alrighty, till then,

Bye guys!