Resurrected!

Yeah, I'm back (:

Falling Slowly

After a LONG hiatus...here's something to share

[From Once OST]

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along

Enlightening aphorism

Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.

Back from the ruins

I needed to get away for a while...although not my ideal break, it was still a good distraction.

Streets of Phnom Penh
Buzz....buzz...buzz...
and almost everything's in USD...

Food-wise, it was average for me. Its local cuisine doesn't have a distinct flavour like Vietnamese (with lots of herbs, spice) or Thai (clear distinct tastes such as sour, spicy). Tried its porridge, soups, veg...hmm, it's like a combination of Chinese, Viet (less herbs, spice used), Thai style.


At the Royal Palace, Toul Sleng Genocide Musuem...












Angkor Wat, Siem Reap

Sunset at Angkor Wat...unfortunately the sun was feeling shy that day and insisted on hiding behind the clouds. Then again, it's still beautiful in its unique way.

Angkor Wat, and other temples during the day

Lost civilization, fallen city, remnants left behind by the 'tomb-raiders'...

It's actually quite a nice sanctuary, away from the street noise (not from the tourists though).



Sunrise at Angkor Wat
Nice...










What further makes this trip more memorable...

Our lodgings...especially at The Villa Siem Reap, and Villa Langka (:

I did it my way

...this is what I would like to say at the end of the day, and it's one of my all-time fav songs as well.

And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life thats full.
I've traveled each and every highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, Ive had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
No, oh no not me,
I did it my way.

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!

A motivating track

Whenever I listen to this from Little Miss Sunshine, it reminds me of the movie and I would tell myself this -- no matter how dysfunctional life can be, there's always a tinge of optimism somewhere.


Maybe a little of the Ah-Q mentality...ah wells...it's not easy living with my dad who is suffering from MG, and my gran who just recovered from a minor stroke. So enjoy the ride whenever possible - curse the potholes, and rejoice in the smooth drive.

Illusory detachment

So much for reminding self to disengage or detach from certain situation or things, and the truth is...

"There is only attachment; there is no such thing as detachment. The mind invents detachment as a reaction to the pain of attachment. When you react to attachment by becoming "detached", you are attracted to something else. So that whole process is one of attachment. You are attached to your wife or your husband, to your children, to ideas, to tradition, to authority, and so on; and your reaction to that attachment is detachment. The cultivation of detachment is the outcome of sorrow, pain. You want to escape from the pain of attachment, and your escape is to find something to which you think you can be attached. So there is only attachment, and it is a stupid mind that cultivates detachment. All the books say, "Be detached," but what is the truth of the matter? If you observe your own mind, you will see an extraordinary thing -- that through cultivating detachment, your mind is becoming attached to something else." J. Krishnamurti