Nothing is better than cuddling with my favorite book and a cuppa tea with mint, while enjoying a cold autumn day.
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Kiran
Love is, above all else, the gift of oneself {by Jean Anouilh)
To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven {by Karen Sunde}
Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake {by Napoleon Bonaparte}
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What did you do as a child that you feel guilty about even to this day?
While growing up, my family raised baby chickens, correct term ‘chicks’ in our backyard at my hometown in Malaysia. I was 5 or 6 years old when I started adoring chicks. I played endlessly and sometimes refuse to eat my meals unless the chicks ate with me as well. I know it sounds weird, but I was so young at that time *blush*.
One morning, my dad took me to the local supermarket to get some meat from our butcher. I was so excited when we arrived. I saw chicks are sold in the market as well. But I was more intrigued with the variety of colors on the furry feathers of the chicks. I was so anxious to own all of them. Heck, dad had to buy for me. I got them home and immediately try to get the colored chicks acquainted with the dull ones.
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encl. image from wikipedia.
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Which person from your past, who you’ve lost touch with, do you wonder about the most?
Lately, I have been thinking so much about one of my childhood friend. It’s been 15 years since we last communicated. From a reliable source, I was told that Daljeen is in USA, studying psychology. I have been searching her high and low ever since. Her birth date is on Nov 7th 1979. I miss her dearly. I don’t even know where is she located in USA. I have tried many resources, such as reunion and peoplefinder for more details on her whereabouts. I just wished someday she would come across my blog and recognize me. Or some miracle happens, such as meeting her in a supermarket? Or at a book store? How I wished it was simple.
She was such as sweet, caring and helpful friend. And I am sure she continues carrying herself well till today. She was the one who taught me how to play the piano, one of my favorite childhood hobby. I didn’t and still don’t own a piano, but Daljeen never once made me uncomfortable. Rather, she would always try to accommodate and taught me what I needed to know about piano.
Someday, I hope to meet her and re-kindle our friendship.
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Happy Deepavali to all my families and friends.
It’s been a few days since I blogged. Been too busy with my MBA thesis and Diwali preparations. Just dropped in to mail this postcard. Learn more about the Deepavali and the history of the “festival of lights” here.
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