A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world. ~Leo Buscaglia

While at work today, my colleague asked if I've watch a movie name Hachi - A Dog Story !

The answer is yes. It was one of those movie that leaves me crying my heart out...a very very very emotional story. Looking back it did change my life in one way or another. At times some movies just leave a huge impact on your life.

Based on a true story from Japan, Hachiko Monogatari (literally “The Tale of Hachiko”) is a moving film about loyalty and the rare, invincible bonds that occasionally form almost instantaneously in the most unlikely places.

In the modern day, a class full of young students is giving oral presentations about personal heroes. A boy named Ronnie stands up and begins to tell of 'Hachiko', his grandfather's dog. Years before, an Akita puppy is sent from Japan to the United States, but his cage falls off the baggage cart at an American train station, where he is found by college professor Parker Wilson (Richard Gere). Parker is instantly captivated by the dog. When Carl , the station controller, refuses to take him, Parker takes the puppy home overnight. His wife Cate is insistent about not keeping the puppy.

The next day Parker expects that someone will have contacted the train station, but no one has. He sneaks the pup onto the train and takes him to work, where a Japanese college professor, Ken, translates the symbol on the pup's collar as 'Hachi', Japanese for 'good fortune', and the number 8. Parker decides to call the dog 'Hachi'. Ken points out that perhaps the two are meant to be together. Parker attempts to play fetch with Hachi, but he refuses to join in. Meanwhile Cate receives a call about someone wanting to adopt Hachi. After seeing how close her husband has come to Hachi, however, Cate tells the caller that Hachi has already been adopted.

A few years later, Hachi and Parker are as close as ever. Parker, however, is still mystified by Hachi's refusal to do normal, dog-like things like chase and retrieve a ball. Ken advises him that Hachi will only bring him the ball for a special reason. One morning, Parker leaves for work and Hachi sneaks out and follows him to the train station, where he refuses to leave until Parker walks him home. That afternoon, Hachi sneaks out again and walks to the train station, waiting patiently for Parker's train to come in. Eventually Parker relents and walks Hachi to the station every morning, where he leaves on the train. Hachi leaves after Parker's safe departure, but comes back in the afternoon to see his master's train arrive and walk with him home again.

This continues for some time, until one afternoon Parker attempts to leave, but Hachi barks and refuses to go with him. Parker eventually leaves without him, but Hachi chases him, holding his ball. Parker is surprised but pleased that Hachi is finally willing to play fetch the ball with him. Worried that he will be late for the college, Professor Parker leaves on the train despite Hachi barking at him. At work that day Parker, still holding Hachi's ball, is teaching his music class when he suddenly suffers a heart attack and dies.

At the train station, Hachi waits patiently as the train arrives, but there is no sign of Parker. He remains, lying in the snow, for several hours, until Parker's son-in-law Michael comes to collect him. The next day, Hachi returns to the station and waits, remaining all day and all night. As time passes, Cate sells the house and Hachi is sent to live with her daughter Andy , Michael, and their new baby Ronnie. However, at the first opportunity, he escapes and eventually finds his way back to his old house and then to the train station, where he sits at his usual spot, eating hot dogs given to him by Jas , a local vendor. Andy arrives soon after and takes him home, but lets him out the next day to return to the station.

For the next nine years, Hachi waits for his owner. His loyalty is profiled in the local newspaper. Years after Parker's death, Cate comes back to visit Parker's grave when she catches sight of Hachi waiting at the station. She gets emotional and sits next to Hachi until the next train comes. Hachi, now old and achy, returns to the train station at night and closes his eyes for the last time. He has visions of Parker. After His visions, the spirit of Parker dressed and looking like himself when he died walks out of the station and the two reunite as their spirits rise up to Heaven.

The film then shows Ronnie, back in his classroom, making his conclusion of why Hachi will forever be his hero. He then meets up with his own Akita puppy, named Hachi, to walk down the same tracks Parker and Hachi spent so many years together on.

The closing cards reveal information about the real Hachikō who was born in Odate in 1923. After the death of his owner Hidesaburo Ueno in 1925, Hachiko returned to the Shibuya train station the next day and every day after that for the next nine years. The final card reveals that real Hachiko died in 1934 (in fact, he died in 1935). A photo of his statue in the Shibuya train station is the last image shown before the credits roll.

We long for an affection altogether ignorant of our faults. Heaven has accorded this to us in the uncritical canine attachment. ~George Eliot

This is the last part of the movie which still bring tears to my eyes until today. Hachi waited all those years.....



Each day comes bearing its own gifts. Untie the ribbons. ~Ruth Ann Schabacker

Saturday ...rainy day,  nice and cosy to sleep. Interrupted by an sms from my dear boss. Need back up at the office since we are down by one person today. Cut thing short, lucky me the family thingy is postponed. Immediately sms back to my dear boss, I will report to work at 12noon.

He rang me back with voice on top of rainbow like.... :). My dear lover also has work to do. Thus, it makes both of us tied up to work today though. My nasi lemak plan for lunch has to be dinner now. Got into the office, my sister called in. She will be coming later to my place, just relax and chit chat. In general so many calls today. Our service level indicator ain't that good.

For me I do not mind to come in as back up. It all has to balance up as well. Money is not everything. Once a while it ok I guess...my personal life is important to me too. Nonetheless I manage.

Sunday was another relaxing day, woke up at 10.30am. Shower then proceed to have brunch at 11.30. Got back home close to 1.30pm. Feeling rather sleepy and lazy I end up sleeping again until about 1800pm.

As a result I can't sleep that night until 1am..today sleepy but manageable.

I m still exploring my Blackberry Curve...my wish list came true. Thanks to my dear dear lover...its one of those moments. He is a man of few words but his action speaks loud and clear.

My dear friend Dev Anand still in Europe, got news from him couple of times. I do envy him at times...and makes my Gypsy bones itch to travel again. Though knowing how tiring it can be remembering the good old days.

Should in the even reality speak and am schedule to travel again, I do hope my strenght and ability is still there to cope up. Above all let time decide and let time heal.....as for now...life is good and life is great !



In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.

In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.  -- Robert Frost









Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week. ~Joseph Addison

Give a man a fish and he has food for a day; teach him how to fish and you can get rid of him for the entire weekend. ~Zenna Scha

My first Saturday shift. Fun and hmm..relaxing in a way. It was a bit busy early morning and kinda cool off afterwards.

Here in the alarm centre we have sort like a jinx with the color red. I find it amusing in away; upon my very early stage of my employment I've learned that nobody wears red shirt in the alarm centre. If it happened then the volume of cases will just shoot high sky. My entire wardrobe is red majorly :). Then subsequent to that, as time passed it does not really matter about this jinx. Literally nobody among us wear red shirt. Should that day the volume of cases shoot high sky then the next question is..who is the 'superman' for that day. Nothing visible to our eyes on the red shirt..we hunt who wore red underwear than. Its a good laugh and fun in away.

Above all, we handle cases in and out happily with our heart. Help and assistance is always around, nothing to fear. Nobody let anyone drown here.
On my very first week of job training ; I felt the pinch of the volume for the first time. At the end of my shift, still pending 3 cases un-open, my two colleague had 6 and 7 respectively. I had to leave by 8pm then, thus my dear dear Joanna did transmission on behalf of me. She literally transmitted 28 cases over to the night person on duty. And the volume still continue the next day till end of the week. It was a great experience I would say.

Back then, I used to wonder how will I juggle with the time. As they said, once you crossed the bridge already you know what you have to do. Don't worry too much or think too much. When great weave hit you ; swim through it like you are fighting for your life.

Thereafter should there is any tide..you are able to just walk through it and when the tide is over, enjoy the white sandy beach. Bear in mind that the wave will just come unexpectedly so be prepared. State of mind is important.

I had a very encouraging comment from a good friend. He admired my guts and independent spirit. Well, it does not grow overnight that's for sure. Am not playing tough nor put up a brave face all the time. There are times that I breakdown and vulnerable too. Always see our glass half full.

Late this morning, my ex boyfriend called in. Upon pick-up his question was "Are you already married?"...errr...I was like No..not yet, whaz up ?.
He laugh and said, he had a strangers dream last night.

He dreamt that I was married to a Punjabi man, and am dressed up in red wedding Saree, parade out in exclusive Mercedes car with all the dancing and colorful celebration. It was so Bollywood like. I laugh my lung out, giggling like kids. What on earth is this. He said he woke up feeling very stress and distracted. We both laugh again. What a dream man ! I asked him if I look beautiful or not. He said that's the things...very beautiful that he got distracted and stress....my laughter burst again. Ended the call with ear to ear grin and I m gonna update Shan that's for sure.

With this, Shan himself finds it is amazing and amusing. I said I have a beautiful rainbow life ..didn't I mentioned that to you. He couldn't agree more.



Its half passed four. Long way to go till 2030hrs. Our schedule already out till mid June 2011. This is good for me. Able to plan on what to do next and how best to handle my financial status. Fasting month will be by end of July 2011 and Eid by end of August 2011. By then its towards the end of another year....

Courier Woman ...what an experience it was...

Towards the end of my shift yesterday, we had a request from our client. Delivery to neighbouring country down south. Its an urgent one and all the local plus international courier company unable to commit due to custom regulation. After going back and forth ; it was decided that we to send a runner at cost agreeable by our client.

All set to go until my volunteer colleague drop a bomb that his passport is at the save in the bank. So I took over as replacement with a vivid memory on the validity of my passport. Manage to reconfirm with my friend Teddy bear...we issue our passport together in 2008...she has been travelling around since then ..thus mine is still valid lah.

Finalise everything by 7pm...I got 4 hours to get the tickets, collect parcel, dinner, a bit of packing. Its damn tired I can tell ya ! Pitty Shan, he has to run around with me as well and I am blessed to have him with me; not only the convenient but the patient that he has to ensure things are all ok. I was distracted and tired..barley even feeling hungry. He keep calling my name to ensure I am sainer and relax.

12.30am I hopped into NICE coach to down south...only 9 pax in the bus, dooze off all the way. Woke up at the immigration check point only. Arrived at 5am, walked into one backpackers hostel ; they are sold out. Crawled all the way to the main road and found one hotel. Desperately need to sleep I paid $30 for 2 hours.

Wide awake at 7am...took a quick shower and check out. Took cab and head to the delivery place. I love this country for its cleanliness and stunning structure. Its discipline and construct society. Some say no life here..its very robotic and feeling less environment...well I don't live here thus I can say much.

The feeling that I have boarding their public transport is hassle free and reliable...I repeat RELIABLE. From taxi to buses. Cleanliness ? no need to mentioned...its well know for it.

Delivery done...walk about to the magnificent new icon of the Republic...gigantic and awesome ! feel like Noah's Arch also got. Then took cab and head back to the coach station ; had breakfast and manage to change my ticket to earlier coach.


Now killing time at the backpacker hostel surfing the net. Got few update from my friend over FB and chat with old friend on YM...and ....hmmm sleepy ...can't wait to board the coach and dooze off till KL

Sunrise and Sunset......only left to see the mid day sun

Third day into my shift work, its very tiring no need to mentioned that. Apart from the weather is so damn hot here; funny thing is other states is raining cats and dogs. I can't wait for today to over. Just wanna sleep. My skin are dry and peeling...plus panda bear eyes...dark circle is getting terrible.

I miss the morning sun, literally walk out of my condo at 6.15am and reach the office by 6.50 or 7am; the sun just barely rising up. Then by the time I finish my shift its 8.30pm..crawled back home and sleep dead.

It will need a bit of time for me to adjust into this lifestyle, which I m sure I can make it. Having to work 16 days in a month ; let rumble on the free time with something useful...I miss my reading time, I miss my exercise and I miss eating healthy and good food.

Since the passed two weeks, Donny usually pick me up after work; especially if its crossed over to after 8pm. Such a good heart of him to do so without obligation and cost involve.

I guess along the way as years passed since I knew him ; the bond between us are still there. His family is as welcoming as ever. Mummy never fail to check on me every now and then; even Bobby now work in another company.
Though Donny still remain as Donny, nonetheless his heart is as gold as ever.

What he did in the passed or along the way still unable to supersede the good heart in him. His respect towards me always there no matter what.
I choose not to interfere so much into his personalize though I disapprove lots of thing.

One thing I learned over these years of human behaviour is that, never ever change a person ; rather improve or bring the positive attitude around to help him or her be a better person. Looking back at times ; we ourselves also failed to be groomed by our own parent. Old habits hard to die , thus changing a person is not the answer ; improving the attitude and expand the positiveness is more acceptable and achievable.

Another one more thing is, our own acceptance towards one another. Often we find our self trying to change one person because we fail to accept him or her the way she is. The rule is simple...if you can't get along ..leave the scene. This go back to the rule shared by Dev Anand with me...just because someone else does not dance with you..does not mean you are a bad dancer or your music is lousy..they aren't your kind. That's all.

Looking forward for more firework and rainbow like day....

Periuk Bertuah a.k.a Pot Luck


Having fun and sinful day as tons of food in the office today. It does feel like Eid at some point, my contribution is chicken rendang and nasi minyak.
It has been a while since I cook rendang...I've decided to prepare it last night and make the rendang dry a bit so it last long.

There are Nasi Dagang, Nasi Impit kuah kacang, lontong, fruits, baulu...man ! sinful !

Nonethelss everyone enjoyed it. Next Ketua Kampung is Naz...by June 2011.
Our next 'Periuk Bertuah'.

Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself. I am large; I contain multitudes.

Being happy is something you have to learn. I often surprise myself by saying "Wow, this is it. I guess I'm happy. I got a home I love. A career that I love. I'm even feeling more and more at peace with myself." If there's something else to happiness, let me know. I'm ambitious for that, too.

- Harrison Ford

Tranquility ! At peace ! At Ease !
this how myself nowadays. Though it does not mean that I am shaking my legs and nothing to do. My life is full and fall into places accordingly. Again, obstacle and challenges are always following ones back like shadow like move ; what else can be done rather than walk through the rough road and keep your dignity and integrity high.

I was so tight down with final stage of work training and on the job training. Felt the pinch of the alarm centre floor by now. Since the past two weeks there is not even one nigh that I am not flat out. By 10pm I am already in dreamland...with no dream absolutely.

To my dear lover it might be difficult to adjust but we have prepared for this the day I step into this company. Tremendous changes will happen. Once my shift is on which is by next week Monday ; certain days I will be off and certain weekends I will be supporting the floor. So far we are good and I keep constant check on his acceptance on this. Hard lesson learn once as I have walk through this path where my job has torned my relationship apart.

Since then, just take an extra preparation on what is coming and how best we can handle this situation.

Today 01st April 2011 is already one year we are together. What's coming next is what both of us are carefully planning. 24 hours just ain't enough at time ; days passed, weeks flies and months just turn into another year.
I really do hope he can move along faster as I am climbing up fast.

Honestly, during my 24 hours a day there are time my mind is shut on my personal life ; focus hard on what is I am paid for. Of course the balance is there, am still in the mid of adjusting to it with ten million thing to do around.

No matter what, I love my life ! No compromise on this that's for sure.

If or not I achieve my goal, dream and wishes ; that is secondary. All that matters is how hard I am working on achieving it..how much effort that I put on to ensure it come true.

Stay awake and alert, ensure that your love ones is constantly stay with you positively and work damm hard towards your dream, wish and goal! Success people around us have that positive attitude and believe that nothing is impossible.

Emotional does get along the way when things does not go along to what I want, it disturb but nowadays I took it differently.

If anyone fail to understand my path and unable to walk with me on this journey. IT IS JUST ONE OF THOSE THINGS !

There is an endless net of threads throughout the universe...
At every crossing of the threads there is an individual.
And every individual is a crystal bead.
And every crystal bead reflects
Not only the light from every other crystal in the net
But also every other reflection
Throughout the entire universe.


an adaptation of The Net of Jewels, or Indra's Net, one of the oldest written creations of humanity