Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Monday, June 02, 2008
Ketawa terbahak-bahak, menangis teresak-esak
First they ignore you. Then they laugh at you. Then they fight you. Then you win.
- M. K. Gandhi
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Violinist Child prodigy
I'm really amazed by this kid's talent:
And this is how it would sound when a pro plays the same song:
If I wasn't a doctor
At the moment I'm just in love with John William's (birth 1932) "Schinder's list". Ideally you would like to hear this in a quiet, comfortable room, and with your eyes closed so that you fully feel the intense melancholic rawness of the string music.
This is the cellist version of it. I personally prefer this because of its very profound note.
And this is a violinist version
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Mind over matter?
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Psychiatry
DDx and Mx, anybody?
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Saturday, April 05, 2008
good enough?
I did get me thinking how good enough is good enough? Who sets that standard of excellence? Do you say you are good enough when you pass or excel in your exam? And when you are good enough, is that barely good enough to scrap through one thing; or is it good enough to be barely excellent? Maybe barely isn't even sufficient to describe this phrase?
Some do think it is redundant to ask and think of such issue.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
So you thought classical music is boring?
Thursday, March 06, 2008
Sunday, March 02, 2008
1 years + beyond
Thursday, February 14, 2008
V-day
My insides are turned to ash so slow
And blew away as I collapsed so cold
A black wind took them away from sight
And held the darkness over day that night
And the clouds above move closer looking so disatisfied
but the heartless wind kept blowing, blowing
I used to be my own protection but not now
Cuz my path has lost direction somehow
A black wind took you away from sight
And held the darkness over day that night
And the clouds above move closer looking so disatisfied
And the ground below grew colder as they put you down inside
but the heartless wind kept blowing, blowing
So now you're gone and I was wrong
I never knew what it was like to be alone
On a Valentine's Day,
On a Valentine's Day
On a Valentine's Day, On a Valentine's Day
On a Valentine's Day, On a Valentine's Day
On a Valentine's Day, On a Valentine's Day
(I used to be my own protection but not now)
On a Valentine's Day, On a Valentine's Day
(Cuz my mind has lost direction somehow)
On a Valentine's Day, On a Valentine's Day
(I used to be my own protection but not now)
On a Valentine's Day, On a Valentine's Day
(Cuz my mind has lost direction somehow)
Sunday, February 10, 2008
My boon, my bane
I have this trait which I think can be both bane and boon to my existence. Desire to please people, to immense compromise that I'm willing to make. Some say we have to be flexible in life for the sake of the greater good. However, this utilitarian approach, to me at least, has involved too many compromises of my rights, values and principles. It's a constant battle in my mind. I struggle whether to compromise them or not. It's even more complicated when this also people around, especially those that you love and respect.
That banter was just something that randomly ran through my head. I was suddenly reminded of my primary school ex-classmate whom I was confronted by him after this particular event that happened couple of days before that.
Let's called my friend E. Well, E was selected by my music teachers to represent my school to district level singing competition. Unfortunately he fell ill just 2 days before the competition and had a terrible sore throat. And I so happen to be hanging out in the staff room and they were discussing the prospect of the school having to withdraw from the competition. (why I was there?... I was allowed to, coz I was the teacher's pet. bleeeeeeeaaak :P ) Suddenly, one the teachers turned to me, and asked me if I could replace him. I instantly said yes (boy, sure I had loads of guts to be impulsive those days). Cutting the long story short, E was there during the competition seeing me winnning the 2nd place in the competition. He was also presented with certificate of participation despite not being personally to perform. I got mine too (and also a trophy).
So, after the whole thing ended, suddenly I was told that E was very upset about me winning 2nd place. Not the fact that I only got 2nd (not 1st) that upset him; but rather, me winning it, instead of him. I found him in one of the classrooms crying, with pieces of his TORN certificate held in his right hand. I asked him why he cried. I was not quite sure / able to recall what his exact words were, and it was definitely something to do with the reason that I mentioned earlier. I was not sure what to do after that, and all I could remember was I asking him not cry anymore, everything will be fine. I then had to go home. At this point I did not ever label that as a 'confrontation' (gee this is too strong a word to use for a 12 year-old) yet.
I thought this would have been resolved. The following he was being really nasty towards me. He used the 'silent' confrontation' approach, and the news spread very quickly to my classmates and my teachers. I was even called in to meet the teachers. I tried to face him to settle this, but he just was being stubborn. And I even apologized to him - I really did not know why (for joining and winning the competition on his behalf? He could not even sing if he to join it himself). Even that did not work.
I really did not feel comfortable with this situation. Then I made an offer - that involved the ultimate sacrifice. I would give him the trophy (MY trophy) and he would agree to end this confrontation. He accepted it. Both of us even signed our names at the bottom of the trophy as a symbol to the end of our friction!
If he thought he deserved the trophy then so be it. But it was silly of him to destroy his certificate. Hehehehe
I'm still til today are puzzled by actions in those days. But there's one thing that I think still is happening. I give in to circumstances, very quickly. I need to be someone who is firm, and be true to what I principles that I uphold.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Charlie Wilson's war quote
Its underlying philosophy is very true for many things in life.
When a boy in a village gets to ride a horse, the villagers say, "Oh how lucky is that boy"
But the Zen master says, "Well, we'll see."
The boy broke his leg after falling off the horse, the villagers say, "Oh, how terrible is that boy's fate!"
But the Zen master says, "Well, we'll see."
Many years later, the village is involved with a war, and all the men were made to go to join the battle, and the villagers say, "Oh how lucky is that boy"
But the Zen master says, "Well, we'll see."
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Chaos
From: Dan, Beccy and Owain
We are writing as you will certainlyhave heard about the trouble in Kenya and thought you would appreciate an update. Sadly the worst affected area appears to be Nyanza and specifically Kisumualthough towns across the country have been in flames. The larger scale concerns for the country are about the descent intoethnic and potential civil war. There have been many attacks alreadyon Kikuyus by Luos (and vice-versa) including a very bad one in Eldoret and in Kisumu there have been similar reports. Whether Kibaki will give way/be ousted by political means remains to be seen. If not,the coming weeks could be very bloody indeed.
Kochogo Children Feeding centre
These are indeed worrying and sadtimes. But we intend to stand infull support of our friends and projects in Kisumu. Along with ourcolleagues, partners and friends we will take all possible steps totry to secure the safety and wellbeing of people there. We are stillintending to go to Kisumu in 2 weeks' time and should be able toupdate you fully then.
Lawrence,Hassan,Rose - the backbone of KOP in Kisumu
We've completed another cycle!
2008 has 366 days.
An extra day. Extra chances.
Sunday, December 02, 2007
What I learnt from church - Security in yourself
Lost weight????
Stress? Hmm maybe. Maybe stressed out when my Consultant bombarded me with diifficult medical questions. Also, however, I must say I enjoyed my hospital attachments so much I forgot to eat.
Not enough food? Maybe - rather, more of me being veeeeeeeeeery lazy to make food. I must say I have not been eating properly.
Winter time, when all your fats are burnt down to produce more heat to your body? Possibly. Winter this has been more 'winter-ly' than last year. This year it has been more windy, more wet, more cold!
