Monday, October 6, 2008

I dreamt of a pair of dancing shoes

For real, I did.. last night.. ballet shoes to be exact.. the pointy ones with the wooden blocks and lil bow at the front, and the long satin ribbon that goes around the ankles.. the dream brought me back to the final piece I wrote in York, whilst being an occupant of A219..


Dancing with the Clouds

As I look above
The clouds move
High above me
With every blink of my eye


In front of me
Beyond me
Surrounding me
Engulfs me


Makes me feel
Like a little girl
Mesmerised
In wonder


If I were a little fairy
I’d dance with the clouds
Move with the winds
To unchartered territories


I’d pirouette
And spin
And twirl
On my little toes


The sky is my stage
The clouds, my floor
I’d dance barefoot
And adorn my dancing shoes


I am the dancer
I am the audience
In my enchanted world
With the world below me


The bird in me
The dancer in me
In unison
Amongst the clouds


18th June 2008
2214 hours
Looking out A219
Just getting dark

For me, with you in mind..

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Monday, September 22, 2008

The "Good for you!" evening..


An evening initiated for dessert was laced with rather deep conversations, catalysed by the dim lighting at a far corner for a table of four..


Prior to that, a statement that probably had more similarities with comments intended for the wildlife was made by the modern civilised lady she ought to be! Or is the lady merely returning to her unruly roots?

And.. the supposedly lyrics from a song.. "if i were to run away.. i know i'd never look back"..

But the ultimate one liner statement of the night had to be none other than "Good for you!"..

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Not quite 21 on the 21st!


My mummy turns XX years today.. (never ask a woman her age, nor her weight!) Happy birthday mama! Or um.. in the ways of the English.. "Happy Birthday Mother dear!".. Wishing you a lovely day and a wonderful year ahead..

She's currently in Dubai.. tad bit far away from us.. but well.. she's with Papsters, K ya ngoks an panda.. or is it in Bahrain with Irman and Mak Elaine and family? either way.. hopefully it'll be a good one!

And as for Papa leaving your birthday card behind.. you've got to give him the credit for getting it a week in advance.. and I didnt even have to remind him this time around!

Again, Happy Birthday Ma! lots of love from all of us at home..

From L to P in 2 1/2 times..

I ought to know.. I have done it one too many times..

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Thinkers and Dreamers..

My father once said that there are only two types of people that exist in this world - Thinkers ands Dreamers.. I do think.. doubt that makes me a thinker though.. and of course I have dreams too.. but that does not reduce me to solely a dreamer.. Perhaps I am in between.. where I seem to always have been..

Saturday, September 13, 2008

MOO.....

My dear brother, Muzzamir has a knack for coming up with the most random and often, craziest of comments.. Tonight's was..

" I wonder who decided to go to a female cow and said I'll drink whatever that comes out of this"



Laughter in Numbers..

Three two and one,
Formed a table of six,
Amidst a dozen dishes,
And the melody of voices..

The occasional laughs we shared,
Were echoed once more,
In sequence they were,
One after another..

"Short cut answers short cut marks",
"Checke,checke,checke" the DJ goes,
And this is only the minumum,
Of Banoism at its maximum..

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