travel together...

It was a nice sultry morning and it was during a tea break outside class when I saw a small middle-eastern looking family consisting of husband and wife and 2 young kids. The wife was carrying a lonely planet guidebook in one hand while carrying her toddler daughter. Another kid, a boy, probably 5 years old was carrying a medium sized Spiderman haversack and trawling behind his mom. As for the husband, he was pulling a really huge hard shell-type of suitcase. They entered the popular backpackers’ i.e. Sleepy Sam’s but came out soon after. I guess there were no rooms. Sleepy Sam is always packed with travellers. It’s located at such a nice area, it’s no wonder why it’s so popular. The family then left and walked on.

A family that travels together stays together!

It was such a wonderful sight of family togetherness that, instantly, I felt inspired...when oh when?

They say love hides in corners. Then, I must be walking in circles...

L-O-V-E

When love is involved, which should you follow, your mind or your heart? Which one should rule? Or should it be synergised? Why is love also known as “matters of the heart”? Why is it that when love is involved, the mind becomes blinded? I think love is just unexplainable. Maybe this is why the very same love that could make you very happy could also make you miserable. I’m not just talking about feelings of love for another person, but it could also perhaps love of other things i.e. maybe bags etc but then that should be in a shopaholic themed blog. Just a random thought of mine...

bring on the conversation......

..............cricket, cricket, cricket.............
Ya, that’s exactly how it sounds like! You know, when all is quiet and
all you can hear is the sounds of crickets. Well, maybe you might not
have heard it before, but I have. So, let me begin my entry today on the
issue of silence.

Ok, maybe silence is too big a word. Let’s just say, you have got to
know a guy and then you find him really a “limited edition with words or
topics” kind of guy. What do you do? Well, I’m naturally very chatty (in
a good way of course, I hope) and I would very much prefer a guy whom
could have “sparring” moments with me in conversation. I love talking
about anything under the sun, particularly about general knowledge and
current affairs.

The following, to me IS not a fulfilling conversation.

Him: Hi, How are you? How was your day?
Me: Hi! I’m good. My day was ok. It was (and I go on bla bla bla....)
How was you day?
Him: Mine was ok. Work was busy. (A few words added on)
Me: Aha...ok...

5 minutes later
Me: Silence.
Him: Silence

Arrghh...this is not a conversation to me. It is very boring. I want to
talk more about current affairs etc, but when I try to, I get very short
answers like:-

Me: So, do you watch the news?
Him: Yes, sometimes, but not everyday..

Me: *Thinks and decides, hmmm...ok, I’d better not start a topic on
world news*

Then, I back off i.e. I decide not to talk too much because, I fear that
I might be too pompous when I start a topic but I get no rebuttals
(harmless ones) or exchanges of ideas in his point of view.

So, one of the criteria I am definitely looking in a future husband is,
definitely someone who can carry a conversation well with me...

a mini one...while thoughts are recollected...

Is it? Or is it not?

Is it the way one walks?

Is it the way one talks?

Is it the way one dresses?

Is it the way one smiles?

Or is it the way one looks?

No...

It is none of the above.

It is all predestined.

still searching..............

When marriage is a mirage

Two almost-there marriage plans which left my heart plastered...

1st heartbreak
Young – naïve – meets handsome guy – handsome guy proposed “let’s get married” – friends, family intercept – asked me not to rush – heeded their advice – did some background checks – found out he’s not to be the one – broke it off – within a month

2nd heartbreak
Met through some online matrimonial site – 12,000km apart - hit it off very well – soon, promises were made – met each other in person after 13 months – stood by our promises to marry - returned to my country – 5 months later – things happened – a decision was to be made – we decided to go our separate ways – almost 4 months later – still thinking of him

If at first (or more times) you fall, dust yourself off and stand up again. And again. (And again)

Plastered heart is back and has switched on her search antenna again =)

the embarassed one

This happened way back in 2003. this guy worked at the same place I was formerly in, only in a different section. It all started when he suddenly dropped me an email through the work’s email system one day. He had also left me his handphone number. At the end of the day, i smsed him those cliché smses i.e. have a good weekend ahead and he went on to reply, informing me that he was going to JB with parents over the weekend…

and so it started. as we working at the same place, he would email me in the mornings saying that he left me some stuff in the pantry i.e. food. He  said  it  was  too risky if he was seen passing me stuff personally i.e. people would talk. I was ok with that. As days passed by, he started to ask me out during  weekends for lunch. Although he was very much older than me i.e. 9 years difference, we could get along rather well. I must say he was  fun  to  be  with as he was quite chatty. but one day, not too long after, I found out something about his character…

It  was  one  of  those  weekend  lunch outings and we were at a certain shopping mall. We were walking when suddenly….

  He: “Alamak!”
  Me: “Why?” *baffled*
  He: “Look, its “M”!! And she’s approaching us. How?”
  Me: “How, what??”

And “M” then approached us and salam-ed me and said ‘Hi’ to him. Fyi, we   were  all  working  in the same department. “M” chatted with us for less than a minute and then she left.

After "M" left, this guy looked so pale. I had asked him why?

  He:  Please,  if she asks tell her that there’s nothing going on between us.
  Me: Of course lah, we were just going out what…nothing going on anyway.
  He: Yes, please say so.
  Me: Hmm…why? Oh...you were going out with her, eh? (I teased)
  He: Errr…no lah. No…

And  from that incident, I started to distance myself from him. Actually I  felt  rather  pissed.  It’s  like...why must he react that way? My thoughts were, “Why? Is it an embarrassment to be seen with me? Hmmph!!” or, “maybe he is seeing other girls as well??”

It  was  really  helpful  that  by  the  end of 2003, he went to another  division  for  a transfer, so we didn’t see much of each other, save for during some of the department’s functions etc.

In  2005,  he  tried  to come back to my life, after we bumped into each other at a colleague’s wedding. He asked me out again, but I lied. Yes, I lied...and said that I was already seeing someone else.

My heart had since been plastered shut for him…

the strange one

it all began when a friend of mine asked me whether I would be interested to get to know her husband's still-a-bachelor good friend. She described to me his looks, his hobbies and also his love for travelling.

not bad, I thought...so I gave her the green light to pass him my number. and so we began sms-ing and yes, exchanging msn addresses. 

then one day, over sms, he asked me out. it was too soon, i thought, but being very curious i decided to say yes. the plan was to meet at a certain coffee joint somewhere near city hall....but alas, when he arrived there first he called me to say that the coffee joint was non-existent. 

and so we went to another place, also a coffee joint. he seemed to be a very shy guy, and there wasn't much that we could talk about. i was really hoping that after finishing our drinks, we would call it a day. but....he then suggested, "Let's go to the ACM (museum)."

actually i had been talking to him about this certain exhibition going on at the ACM during our chats on msn. i didn't expect that he would want to visit the museum since he had said that he was not into museums. 

and then it started...in the museum, we literally went our separate ways. It's like we were too engrossed in wanting to view what we wanted to view and gave ourselves such a big space to roam by ourselves in the museum...haha

it was soon almost evening, and suddenly he appeared and said he had to fetch a friend from the airport. we parted ways, after doing our evening prayers at a nearby masjid...

and since then we didn't contact each other...until a few weeks later, he suddenly gave me a missed call. I wasn't in singapore, but i called him back anyway. he answered strangely, "ehmmm...sorry i called you while you are overseas, it's ok i will call you back next time"...and he hung up.

but he never did...and i didn't as well. Then, not very long after I returned, he suddenly smsed me one day, "heyy...between green and blue, which do you think is a nicer colour?" I replied and at the same time, asked about how he was. But he never replied. And from there, he disappeared....*poooooof*

My friend who was the one who intro-ed me to him, was also baffled. She helped, by saying, "It's ok, he's too square for you I think and now i also know that he's weird."

just for the record, he's 4 years older than me and is of a different race. i think he must be searching for someone of his race.....

the charmer

Having met a few guys in life, there was this particular one whom I'd never forget. He’s really a nice guy actually, but the signs were all  there for me to take note (which I didn’t) that he still hasn’t gotten over his ex. He told me it was a year since they broke up. The 1st time we met over coffee, he kept mentioning his ex. I was fine with that as my mind was open and that I told myself, I was just meeting him as a friend...but as time got by, he being the charmer, made me fall in love with him. And in less than 4 weeks later, he said he was going back to his girlfriend and giving her a chance. All this was over sms while I was in Borneo. My heart really shattered. Oh, for the record, he was the FIRST guy to give me flowers. White roses! Three of them. He said they represented me: Fine, Pure and Beautiful. Haa...CHARMER!

seeing is believing? or it is not?

As I look back at the number of guys I had met before in my life, I  realized that I indeed go for looks. I know it might sound very mean, but there were a few, whom, after some thoughts, I decided not to meet anymore because the person was lacking in the looks department. I know it is very mean of me to do that. Don’t get me wrong, of course I am one who is also particular about character. Sadly, I have yet to meet anyone with the character I am looking for and yet in the looks department, he might be average looking.

 Oh, and thankfully, I have never met anyone who is good looking but has bad character :P

However, I will try my best not to put too much emphasis in looks i.e. as long as it is pleasant enough *smiles*

Plastered Heart says ...hand me a hansa

Plastered Heart is one who likes to pretend she is strong. Truth is, plastered heart's heart is actually crumbling like a freshly baked peach crumble. 

Haaaa...just kidding. Hello, world!