The Arrival of 2010

The year 2009 was superb. I went through a process of self discovery, living my life to the fullest. I have experiencing things that I have only dream off over the years. It was a beautiful journey.

Some of the things that I am proud to achieve in 2009 are as listed below:

1. straighten my teeth and today I smiled with of resistance;

2. straighten and cut my hair short after postponing for some time;

3. Loose weight;

4. went solo backpacking to Vietnam and Bali;

5. went solo backpacking from Yogjarkarta to Lombok;

6. climbed Mt Agung, Batur and reached the rim of Rinjani;

Agung

Rinjani

Batur

7. went for rock climbing

8. went for kayaking and white river rafting

9. went to Sabah again and visited lower Kinabatangan river

10. learn to LET GO and stop having expectation.

Despite the list above, the best part of 2009, was to see my dear friend getting married. It completed the whole 2009 package. It was truly an amazing feeling. I am not proud to admit but, I was in tears to see her walking down the isle comparing to others (which best no mentioned).

Of course the journey of self discovery was never smooth. There are always ups and downs with lots of tears and laughters. But nevertheless it’s an experience that changed me in many ways, many ways that I am proud off.

By the end of 2009, I will now walk further up to the next level of what Walsch calls it 'creating life". Meaning to be what I want to be by determining BY MYSELF! I am going to create my own path, my own destiny for another year ahead.

It’s never going to be easy task, as we always have great barriers, especially from people surrounding us who claims on our decision to be selfish. Nevertheless, I am putting their opinion aside as its not their thought that going to create my path.

I have not asked anything to HIM yet, but I saw the sign yesterday.  Its presence yesterday says that HE will be with me till the end. Thats more then enough to start my journey with confidence.

So for starters, here is what I scheduled for a year ahead:

1. Backpacking to sabah again to climb KK!

2. learn diving.

3. learn extra language (preferred Hindi or Thai).

4. backpacking to Chang Mai (northern Thailand) and Myanmar.

5. go to either Bali or Laos again.

6. loose weight.

7. buy furniture for house.

8.buy zoom camera.

9. go to ashram in india and learn to meditate.

10. celebrate my tenth year of vegetarian!

11. stop being judgmental and etc.

Note: Walsch, Neale Donald- is the author to conversations with god

A peEk inTo mY HapPy SaNtuary

A year and half ago my so call happy sanctuary was a real bore. Not only that, it had leakages every where that my CC used to say that I would be needing sampan to get in. Nevertheless, I refused to move out as its location was good, far away from the main entrance and bosses room. Ashamed of my self, I decided to decorate my room, little by little with stuffs from home. It was presentable and I was happy. Along came this stupid Japanese policy of 5s initiated by Treasury and it was determined that we didn’t live up to the 5s standard. The sad part was, my department got the lowest. So my HOD instructed all to get involve in keeping our territory clean, organize and label in line with the 5s or else we would be in hot soup!

So for the past one month, little by little I cleaned, I removed clusters, organized, labeled and finally redecorated my room as admin finally decided to get someone to solve my leakages problem. The result is my little happy sanctuary which gave me 70% score.

My sofa set corner

Beautiful posters on the wall

My set tea deco

My working corner ..oh yeah that's a window!

My desk with colourful backdrop..oh yeah flat screen

My happy daisy screen saver with little sunshine on the left and colourful backdrop

My happy sunshine

My colourful bulletin board

My happy dancing daisy on my colourful table cloth ...

My happy cat calender which always in the wrong date ...


My neatly stacked and labeled files and books

My neatly stacked stationery
Neat huh! Not like me at all :)


My cute sharpener


and at last

My self made Bible for now..all information are gathered in there :)

So why is this place special?

1. Because many of the things are ancient and from home and things I bought from holidays

2. Its colourful and colours makes people happy

3. A whole lots of smile daisy, one of my very favorite flowers.

4. Less noise, a whole lot of space to breathe and sunshine through the window.

Note:

CC- Chief Clerk

HOD-Head of Department

5s-Japanese policy to keep the place organised

Sampan- little boat used in the villages

Who's the Culprit?

Just like any other typical 'office employee", I have lots and lots of pencils all neatly stacked in a little mug at the corner of my table. To me drafts are waste of time. I guess, I am too lazy to write and rewrite hence totally believing in typing straight into the PC. Nevertheless, my pencil are always handy while I am answering phone calls, looking into facts and figures and scribbling a little something!!!!

At times, it comes handy when its need to write down what my boss's instruction. And many times, when my boss calls me to her room, despite having a whole lot of pencil neatly kept in my mug, I always ended up picking one particular pencil and its so embarrassing to even admit that the pencil belongs to me. Wondering how a piece of pencil can be absolute embarrassment? Here how it is.

Can you spot the edge of The Pencil?


If you look closer this is what you get? Not close enough?


Nah, up close and personal?

Don't you think its embarrassing for an officer writing her minutes in this pencil?


This is how The Pencil looks while I am scribbling something.

It seems like a curse that I have to always pick this particular pencil while I am with my boss.

I always wonder who would have bit The Pencil such way?

One fine day, decided to bring The Pencil back home for photo session and showed it to ma.

Ta da, one look at it and she named the culprit?

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Yah man ...look at that pity full face. That's how he looks when he is guilty. Bad bad rusty!!!! He he he he

Inner Voice in Action!

Being attached to MOF Inc Division which handled tons of privatizing project, almost everyone form my department will attend meeting at Economic Planing Unit (EPU) almost everyday, morning and afternoon, 5 times a week. I just had one on Tuesday (18.11.08) and was requested by my boss to attend another meeting the following day, which at that point I didn’t realize it was located at Lembaga Lebuhraya(LLM) and not EPU.

As usual, I took everything so light and cool and went on with my daily routine. Since, the meeting was only schedule at 2.30 p.m and it only takes me only 10 minutes to get there, I took my nap. Anyway, I usually dont sleep only shut my eyes to rest. Hence, never once set an alarm clock. But I will make sure I wake up every 5-10 minutes.

Deng..deng deng, luck was not on my side today, and I slept through and only woke up at 2 pm. Panicked, I quickly rushed to grab my bag to see the venue of the meeting. Deng, deng, deng, deng, instead of the usual Blob B, there was suddenly Bilik Mesyuarat Bunga Raya? I got shock looking at unfamiliar room so looked at the second line to see Lembaga Lebuhraya, and the third line which states, Kajang-Serdang Highway!

I got more panicked; so panicked my brain froze and stops functioning. The only words that went through my head over and over for the first five minutes is “OH MY GOD!” I could do nothing and started fidgeting with the papers on the desk.

Somehow, the evil part of me was in action and it gave me various way to lie (which I really don’t know how in first place?). Among the most deprived option that I came up with were:

1. Didn’t know the meeting was in LLM and went to Ministy of Work at KL;
2. Didn't know the meeting was at LLM so went to EPU and was late;
3. I didn’t know the road, got lost and headed back home;
4. Tell sick and go home;
5. Tell car spoiled and go home;or
6. Just go home and get input from EPU to inform her next morning.

As I said, all option was just awful and was not satisfactory to miss out one of the most important meeting for the most important project. Luckily, there was this voice within me kept on saying, “what ever it is just leave the office, now!” I did exactly so.

It was then already 215, and I was driving out of the building. The voice within me spoke again, “Why not take the other road! May be you might just pass by Lembaga Lebuh Raya on the way and just get in. No harm trying.” So instead of the usual way back home, I took the long way to get to the highway.

I got lost twice and finally when I reached the highway, I reached a message from my assistant Sheema stating that, my boss will not be attending meeting with Secretary General and will join me in a while!”

Damn! I curse my self over and over. Why does when disaster strikes, it always doesn’t stop at one! So now by hook or crook, no matter how late it is I must attend the meeting. So I drove, by passing the hotels, then came MARDI and then instead of LLM there was Hospital Serdang? Yah, that where I realized i took the wrong road. I have seen the LLM building somewhere but not sure exactly where. So I just simply drove forward till I saw the sign Kajang and my inner voice spoke once again, ‘go further up, you might be lucky”. So I did exactly that and besides, if I do miss LLM, I can always head back home using that way!

Deng, deng, deng, deng, just after less then 3 minutes drive; I saw big sign board saying LLM u turn! At that movement the green sign board felt like some flashy neon light sign board (like on tv) that literary say, “you are here!” Yet, I managed to miss the u turn and two other turning before reaching the opposite site of the road where the LLM situated.

I was glad to finally be there even though I was very late. I quickly got down but not knowing which of the 3 block was the Bunga Raya Meeting Room situated. Luckily there was there two staffs that heading to the same place and offered to send me right to the door step. I peeped inside to see almost everyone was there. So I took deep breath, opened the door and thanked lord for that inner voice that had lead me to the meeting room as I saw my boss sitting in front of me giving me her big smile.

‘Are you from Bank ?’ the chairman asked. “No she is with me”, my boss answered. I smiled and took my seat and thank god over and over for the next 2 and ½ hours till the meeting ended.

Sigh! The whole incident was like cartoon! It was after a longtime time did I saw my self smiling and smiling and smiling till I drive back home. What a bizarre incident! Never in my life I imagined I would have both the devil and angel talking like on TV.

Anyhow, I am glad god is there within me! I am also glad that I read Elizabeth Gilbert book – ‘eats pray love’ to realize that.

Notes:

Bilik Msyuarat -meeting room
Bunga raya- hibiscus flower
Lembaga Lebuh Raya – Highway Authority
MARDI- Malaysian Research and Development Institute

Match Made in Heaven

Finally the day came for me to witness my close friend tying the not. Beautiful place, with pleasant food, bride and groom in bright colorful garments with humble heartwarming family and friend was an unusual Punjabi wedding experience that I had.

I truly believe that very soul has its partner and all match are made in heaven. With her, I truly believe so. I sure glad that god has sent some like Mr. G to make her life so real, so lived and so cherished.

From the bottom of my heart, I wish you a wonderful married life.

Standing: Miss J, me (in green with messy hairdo as we need to cover our head in gudwara) and two of our USM mate (as well as Miss J's class mate)

Good bye Dear Friend

One of my colleagues, PA to my former boss is being transferred out. Why? Because my boss don’t seems to like her. Why? No one actually knows. After a year of tolerating each other, she was finally transferred to different division at different floor. Worst still, its being backdated to mid Dismember 2007, which simply mean, your service in no longer needed here.

Wow! That much of hatred. Its sad how power and influence can change fate of another!

It feels sad. I guess almost everyone who has been working here for a long time feels the same. She is such a kind person and I dearly adore her. In her forties, she is independent, smart, amazingly fit (plays almost all kind of sports activity – in door or outdoor), travel a lot and above all have capability to collect kutu* money with no delays.

Today is her so call last day, and yet she took the responsibility to settle my kutu money before departing. I will miss her dearly. Good bye dear friend.

*kutu- A little fund collection, where people join in to pay certain amount money each month and take turn to obtained the fund. Some sort of savings with no interest.

Yippie its Friday!

Day started out a little annoying but upon reaching my office, as looked at my mail, i came across this particular funny email that has totally lost my enthusiasm to work today....


Thus, i am already looking forward for today's lunch which requires serious shopping, after work for serious workout at gym and delightfull weekend with my grandparents and cousins family for seafood dinner at Carey's Island.....SEEEAAFOOOOD? Yah, seafood for them and kailan for me....:(...i am only the banker.....if only they could agree for vegetarian seafood? Sigh!

Confession of one lunatic to another-Dear verbatim

Hmm…I realized talking about PTD was rather sensitive and has brought out irritation in some people. I was actually saying about government job per se not PTD but wow, Viva PTD.

I have now come to realization that saying something nice about people is wrong. Actually, come to think of it saying anything is wrong. Its like taboo. My comment was solely on praising a friend and criticizing myself, but if it was misunderstood, apologies to all who got offended. May be I delivered it wrongly. I will put it in my mind not to comment on anyone anytime in future in my blog..except for this. Just for the record, the small town balakong is just a metaphor. It’s actually near Mines, which is located in the district of Kajang, which happened to be in the state of Selangor.

Anyhow, people are different. That why life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you going to get. If eveyone is same, lets say just like you, then you wouldnt take a cheap shot insulting me in my own blog wont you.

Anyhow, verbatim commented on something that I really like. He/she said “All are entitled to be what they want to be and if you are not damn with that, JUST WALK AWAY!! Simple, yet again.".... Hmm….lets see...when a point comes where people are emotionless, lifeless, inexistence of bonding from family, friend and aquaintance and the end of relationship, I assure you everyone will walk away..till another adam and eve are born. Till then one will never stay blind, will ever stop hearing, will never stop feeling, never stop talking or simply walk away. One just have to simply live with that.

Verbatim I have seen Tanjung Rambutan and mocking people from there shows how low your mentality is. Just wondering which part of my article talked about helping? You said “when you help someone, you should do it sincerely. Just because you helped someone, that doesn’t mean the person should do things your way. A help is a help and don’t expect anything in return”, I say you have issues with me. If you have guts, as much as you write, dont be a pighead and mock me on other things, in disguise. Shame on you. Tell it on my face.

So my dear verbatim, If you need to mock me some more, by all means email me at shubasini79@yahoo.com Don’t spoil my blog. Thank you.

"Half-day" syndrome

I guarantee that everyone at one point or another have taken or in urge of taking half day in our working life. Off course its different when you talk about private sector as their half days are counted as their holiday, but in government, it’s wonderful.

If I were to take half day intentionally, I will normally make sure I stay at least 6 hours in office, no lunch, clear my table (even so my boss will be reluctant to give me half day) and then do what ever I need to do. But to avoid it, I would normally just take leave. Hence, spent most of my leaves seeing my lecturer, going for exam, registering for new semester etc.

But sometimes in life, in needy situation or when disaster strikes, one has no choice but to take half days. It just happened to me several times this year, with the tyre punctures, repairing cars due to accident, send/fetch parents or simply going to the dentist.

The other day, while I was driving with amma to shop, I overheard an ad and burst of laughing. Amma who was shocked at the moment joined me when the ad was repeated. In that advertisement, an employee (who happen to be a girl) requested half day from her boss. Her request was so hilarious as even though the boss offered her the whole day she insisted on half day, just to go for the court mammoth had half-day sale! Amma quickly said that with all the mega sale going, the next time I apply for half day, my boss will give “are you going for shopping” look before he approves. Hmm, the ad is making life difficult. Must be very careful next time.

Unsatisfied Human Kind

Friday, Mac 23, 2007

Today I was wearing this beautiful greenish maroon tie and die Punjabi suit. Mind you the suit was gorgeous not me though. I wish I was the 8 wonders of the world but however the crown was already given to Miss Aiswaria Rai. Sigh!

I really liked the suit. It’s a suit that “you know you must have it in your wardrobe” (at least for me). It took me months before I got the right timing to wear. It is not like I have any occasion today but sometime the clothing just have to fit the day [or occasionally the size of the body, ;)]. Today I was going for green.

Unlike other suit, this one came knocking at my door. Don’t mistake me; I didn’t buy from walking Pakistani salesman. I missed it once and got the opportunity to purchase it again. Not many get that opportunity though, so when I got it I took it as an omen form god to have it in my wardrobe.

Last year, while roaming around Brickfield a week before Deepavali, I spotted this suit hanging near my uncle’s shop, Jothika’s collection. However, it is always a custom to walk into his shop first before heading elsewhere. Though the prices are way higher then else where, they always seem to have better collection then other places (I speak only for my self, and myself only) and I always ended buying something there. Therefore, I spent almost RM300 ++ for two suits in his shop. Sigh!

Being broke instantly, I had to put aside on the idea of buying the “suit” or any other suit for today. But somehow it triggered me to know how much the suit was selling for. It roughly cost about RM120 and probably could be bargained for RM85. It would still be in my budget if I didn’t walk into Jothika’s collection. Sigh!

I left Brickfield feeling disappointed. And the though of not buying the suit was disturbing me for days till me my sis and Guna went shopping again on the eve of Deepavali. This time, it was straight to Masjid India hopping to get something different from Klang and Brickfield. After hours of walking in and out of several shop, finally we walked into one shop that we hardly shop, “Ajuntha Textiles”. I am not sure what made me go in, but I have no regrets. Not only the collection were stunning, colors are simply faultless, the prices is reasonable and above all their hospitality is beyond comparable.

So we the “shop-o-holic” sisters, shopped till we drop. That’s where I spotted the same greenish maroon tie and die suit. And this time, there were no second thoughts as the price was half of what they sold in Brickfields. It was discounted to RM60! A good bargain. I do wish to recommend this shop to my fellow shop-o-holic friends and family member.
However, the anxiousness and excitements didn’t last long. Today when I wore the suit, it simply felt plain. There was no sense of happiness. of All the waiting was worthless. It wasn’t to long or to short just “tiga suku”. I am sad. How can one thing gives so much of excitements at one points just fade away…