1.The person who desires to consult the compassionate Buddha must first pay respect to the sacred image and then concentrate, with a clear mind on the wish he/she desires to make.
2. then grip the Sacred image firmly on the body with both hands, make a wish, and ask that you should be able to lift the sacred image lightly without any effort.
3.In doing so, you succeed, and then conform that your wish can be fulfilled in your second attempt, ask that you should not be able to lift it at all. if you succeed again, you can consider that your wish can be fulfilled.
4.If in the first attempt you ask to be able to lift the sacred image lightly and it proved the opposite then you can consider that you wish that you desire is not going to be successful.
i kind of liked the whole aspiration making. infact the Buddha statue is around 1000years old from Thailand. though it is very small in size, it is very heavy.
hmmm but i am happy i succeded.. hope my wish is heard.....
courtesy goes to uncle and aunty Nioh for bringing us around Penang...
P.S.... i silently bury my wish believing that it is heard....
Friday, 3 September 2010
DA HEAVY SILENCE WISH....
1.The person who desires to consult the compassionate Buddha must
first pay respect to the sacred image and then concentrate, with a clear
mind on the wish he/she desires to make.
2. then grip the Sacred image firmly on the body with both hands, make a wish, and ask that you should be able to lift the sacred image lightly without any effort.
3.In doing so, you succeed, and then conform that your wish can be fulfilled in your second attempt, ask that you should not be able to lift it at all. if you succeed again, you can consider that your wish can be fulfilled.
4.If in the first attempt you ask to be able to lift the sacred image lightly and it proved the opposite then you can consider that you wish that you desire is not going to be successful.
i kind of liked the whole aspiration making. infact the Buddha statue is around 1000years old from Thailand. though it is very small in size, it is very heavy.
hmmm but i am happy i succeded.. hope my wish is heard.....
courtesy goes to uncle and aunty Nioh for bringing us around Penang...
P.S.... i silently bury my wish believing that it is heard....
2. then grip the Sacred image firmly on the body with both hands, make a wish, and ask that you should be able to lift the sacred image lightly without any effort.
3.In doing so, you succeed, and then conform that your wish can be fulfilled in your second attempt, ask that you should not be able to lift it at all. if you succeed again, you can consider that your wish can be fulfilled.
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| MAKING MA ASPIRATION.... |
4.If in the first attempt you ask to be able to lift the sacred image lightly and it proved the opposite then you can consider that you wish that you desire is not going to be successful.
i kind of liked the whole aspiration making. infact the Buddha statue is around 1000years old from Thailand. though it is very small in size, it is very heavy.
hmmm but i am happy i succeded.. hope my wish is heard.....
courtesy goes to uncle and aunty Nioh for bringing us around Penang...
P.S.... i silently bury my wish believing that it is heard....
Monday, 30 August 2010
ITS IN THE TITLE...
full free time of nothingness....
chop a little and peel a lot more....
clear the most and refill the least....
flip it little and burn it at the flame...
morning glory has turned into evening glory....
but cactus still blooms in the desert.....
speak out soft and mumble loud...
ears hear blindly and eyes watch bluntly...
'this is the obscurity of habituating....
chop a little and peel a lot more....
clear the most and refill the least....
flip it little and burn it at the flame...
morning glory has turned into evening glory....
but cactus still blooms in the desert.....
speak out soft and mumble loud...
ears hear blindly and eyes watch bluntly...
'this is the obscurity of habituating....
Tuesday, 17 August 2010
CHOPPED!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It brings in the hell in me and yet again takes the hell out of me to
stand against the wrong choice. well, to be exact, it isnt a choice
after all; it is the compulsion that is driving me crazy....
A week and few days in the kitchen and i am hating it..... starting from the entrance to the exit which is infact the same doorway....
say masuk kitchen on 10th august... a bad bad day!!!!!!!! saya suka kerja tapi too much is too much and too less is too bad... plus samua chef cakap bahasa malayu... saya tak faham. saya faham sikit sikit tapi saya bukan malayu sebab itu saya benci malayu. tak tahu macam tapi saya benci lah.... god knows....
oops.... i am too bad.... today i peeled of ma tear covering and broke down when the chef talked to me in high pitch. it was too bad for the early start at 7am. guess i was over showered with free hands that i got out to help my friend which was taken as a false step. gosh, it kills to be good and punctual...
saying of good, i am reminded of yesterday, when i was put up at the egg station to take orders and infact prepare the order. it was a trash!!!!!!!!!!! the first few guest order fried egg which came out as an omelet. i got couple of orders for omelet for which the final produce was like a scrambled egg... gosh... in the end, i felt like an idiot omelet... i remember what the English lady told me... she ordered for fried egg without the egg yolk broken and fried on both sides. on top of that difficult order, she kept her eyes fixed on me. dammit, i was sweating with the oil droplets smeared on my glasses. To further add to her amusement, she commented " you are killing the egg before it is fried"! i manage to give out a smile in that wreck of time. " i will be fine with your egg intact" came out from my mouth. that was a sheer reply !!!!!!!!!!! gosh, i said back.... the lady could only smile back and comment again.... that was pretty bad for a starter. but today was kinda fine.... but i hate standing at the egg station..... i hate eggs now...................
i have four more weeks to go in this shitty dept. fingers crossed for that... i wonder how well i can cope.... but yeah, all the chef's knows me by different name... hehe its kinda funny to hear myself being called by so many names..... but i accept with a laugh..... after all, i am a foreigner with a foreign name!!!!!!!!!!!!
A week and few days in the kitchen and i am hating it..... starting from the entrance to the exit which is infact the same doorway....
say masuk kitchen on 10th august... a bad bad day!!!!!!!! saya suka kerja tapi too much is too much and too less is too bad... plus samua chef cakap bahasa malayu... saya tak faham. saya faham sikit sikit tapi saya bukan malayu sebab itu saya benci malayu. tak tahu macam tapi saya benci lah.... god knows....
oops.... i am too bad.... today i peeled of ma tear covering and broke down when the chef talked to me in high pitch. it was too bad for the early start at 7am. guess i was over showered with free hands that i got out to help my friend which was taken as a false step. gosh, it kills to be good and punctual...
saying of good, i am reminded of yesterday, when i was put up at the egg station to take orders and infact prepare the order. it was a trash!!!!!!!!!!! the first few guest order fried egg which came out as an omelet. i got couple of orders for omelet for which the final produce was like a scrambled egg... gosh... in the end, i felt like an idiot omelet... i remember what the English lady told me... she ordered for fried egg without the egg yolk broken and fried on both sides. on top of that difficult order, she kept her eyes fixed on me. dammit, i was sweating with the oil droplets smeared on my glasses. To further add to her amusement, she commented " you are killing the egg before it is fried"! i manage to give out a smile in that wreck of time. " i will be fine with your egg intact" came out from my mouth. that was a sheer reply !!!!!!!!!!! gosh, i said back.... the lady could only smile back and comment again.... that was pretty bad for a starter. but today was kinda fine.... but i hate standing at the egg station..... i hate eggs now...................
i have four more weeks to go in this shitty dept. fingers crossed for that... i wonder how well i can cope.... but yeah, all the chef's knows me by different name... hehe its kinda funny to hear myself being called by so many names..... but i accept with a laugh..... after all, i am a foreigner with a foreign name!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, 10 August 2010
STUPIDITY??????????? OR IGNORANCE.....???????????
Today marks the official 4th day since the flash flood hit ladag. it
tears me down to visualize the scenario though i have seen the images
that are too disastrous to be true. I blame myself for not being there
in times of turmoil and need. Moreover, i am too helpless that i cant
soothe my fears and strengthen somebody's spirit. The communication
lines are dead and i am so graved in reaching out to them.I cant even
talk to my dad and my bro. and ma frnds n my teachers. my heart is
frailing with every seconds passing by.
I know my effort is in ruin but i cant accept that inability. i didnt give up even after trying to call my dad for the umpteenth time. I dont give a shit to the bad line: i just want to hear his voice and secure his presence in this world. i mean to be mean but that's all i can think of being. i called dawa(SL) and she tried to pacify me but i cant control the gush that is pouring out. ultimately i broke out after watching the BBC news and reading the paper. I repeated my effort again. after trying for an hour, i finally got the line. gosh..... it streamed joy to hear his voice again. i couldn't ask him about his well-being coz of the low battery but i know he is safe. and i am more than satisfied. guess, thats the feeling every daughter feels after hearing their dad's strong firm voice. and i pray every daughter share my joy and blessing in such uproar. Sadly, i couldn't have a dialogue with any other person. but i hope and pray they are safe and secure.... i called Dee to find her caught in insecurity. i tried so hard to be strong but i was not able to do so. its fathomable to be cried but it is unfathomable why mine are the only ones to be cried? why? pourqui?
gosh its so hard to go on about it. i need more space and wide privacy for my feelings to flow....
the only changes that have been happening in these times of dullness is that i have changed my deptt. i am working in kitchen now. first day.... n i am like... WTF..... this looks terrible for me only coz i am a non-malay speaking trainee. yeah, i am not a malay and you better not expect me to spit malay in response.... saya cakap malay sekit sekit tapi saya tak suka cakap malayu. faham tak? saya orang indya lapastu saya cakap bahasa hindi.
after working till 11pm, i went up to my room and on the way back i met shein. i expected her to ask me about my 1st day but no.... she asked...Y R U LUKIN SO STUPID??????????? is dat a question to be asked. dammit, i couldnt find any answer for her so i just ask back... M I LUKIN SO STUPID? but i can understand why she asked that. coz i was wearing the bis small size chef jacket with no apron and a black cap. and i looked like a dummy clothed with xtra-large size jacket.. i am kinda lost in it.... hehehe that was the joke of the day at night......
and so m online..... tomoro afternoon shift again.... so no worries.... i can sleep as long as i want. infact, today i promised KC to accompany her to watch Airbender but i was kind of not wanting to go. so i slept behind. i think i did a good thing in my decision coz the film started at 1pm and so i had no chance i can watch it as i have to be back in time for my work......
there is always a second time....,,, i luvit it....
well well.... i need to slow down now...i just sth else to browse over... i am anticipating gud news from leh...... FINGERS CROSSED,,,,,,, IN HOPE!!!!!!!!!!!!
I know my effort is in ruin but i cant accept that inability. i didnt give up even after trying to call my dad for the umpteenth time. I dont give a shit to the bad line: i just want to hear his voice and secure his presence in this world. i mean to be mean but that's all i can think of being. i called dawa(SL) and she tried to pacify me but i cant control the gush that is pouring out. ultimately i broke out after watching the BBC news and reading the paper. I repeated my effort again. after trying for an hour, i finally got the line. gosh..... it streamed joy to hear his voice again. i couldn't ask him about his well-being coz of the low battery but i know he is safe. and i am more than satisfied. guess, thats the feeling every daughter feels after hearing their dad's strong firm voice. and i pray every daughter share my joy and blessing in such uproar. Sadly, i couldn't have a dialogue with any other person. but i hope and pray they are safe and secure.... i called Dee to find her caught in insecurity. i tried so hard to be strong but i was not able to do so. its fathomable to be cried but it is unfathomable why mine are the only ones to be cried? why? pourqui?
gosh its so hard to go on about it. i need more space and wide privacy for my feelings to flow....
the only changes that have been happening in these times of dullness is that i have changed my deptt. i am working in kitchen now. first day.... n i am like... WTF..... this looks terrible for me only coz i am a non-malay speaking trainee. yeah, i am not a malay and you better not expect me to spit malay in response.... saya cakap malay sekit sekit tapi saya tak suka cakap malayu. faham tak? saya orang indya lapastu saya cakap bahasa hindi.
after working till 11pm, i went up to my room and on the way back i met shein. i expected her to ask me about my 1st day but no.... she asked...Y R U LUKIN SO STUPID??????????? is dat a question to be asked. dammit, i couldnt find any answer for her so i just ask back... M I LUKIN SO STUPID? but i can understand why she asked that. coz i was wearing the bis small size chef jacket with no apron and a black cap. and i looked like a dummy clothed with xtra-large size jacket.. i am kinda lost in it.... hehehe that was the joke of the day at night......
and so m online..... tomoro afternoon shift again.... so no worries.... i can sleep as long as i want. infact, today i promised KC to accompany her to watch Airbender but i was kind of not wanting to go. so i slept behind. i think i did a good thing in my decision coz the film started at 1pm and so i had no chance i can watch it as i have to be back in time for my work......
there is always a second time....,,, i luvit it....
well well.... i need to slow down now...i just sth else to browse over... i am anticipating gud news from leh...... FINGERS CROSSED,,,,,,, IN HOPE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday, 8 August 2010
M BARELY HANGIN ON......
SHOCK AND BEWILDERMENT.....
STANCE OF THE FAST PACED LANE....
THRONG OF PEOPLE CHAINED IN THE PUDDLES....
IT PIERCES THY HEART TO HEAR THE AGONY THAT CRIED IN DESPAIR....
HOME OF MANY BROOMED IN THE RUBLES.....
HOW CAN NATURE WITCH THE VALLEY THAT WAS TOO INNOCENT TO BE CRAFTED...
EVEN FATE CANNOT DECIPHER THE CODE THAT PLAYED SO CRUEL...
PEOPLE OF THE VALLEY ARE IGNORANT OF GRUESOME TRICKS...
SPARE THE LIVES THAT ARE BLOOMING AT ITS MIGHT...
IT WRETCHES ALL SOULS TO HEAR BETTER SOULS SCREAM IN ISOLATION....
ITS TOO HARD TO BADE GOODBYE...
ITS TOO SOON THAT NAMES ARE ERASED FOREVER.....
AND ITS NOT THE MOMENT TO PRANK THE SOLEMN HEARTS....
STANCE OF THE FAST PACED LANE....
THRONG OF PEOPLE CHAINED IN THE PUDDLES....
IT PIERCES THY HEART TO HEAR THE AGONY THAT CRIED IN DESPAIR....
HOME OF MANY BROOMED IN THE RUBLES.....
HOW CAN NATURE WITCH THE VALLEY THAT WAS TOO INNOCENT TO BE CRAFTED...
EVEN FATE CANNOT DECIPHER THE CODE THAT PLAYED SO CRUEL...
PEOPLE OF THE VALLEY ARE IGNORANT OF GRUESOME TRICKS...
SPARE THE LIVES THAT ARE BLOOMING AT ITS MIGHT...
IT WRETCHES ALL SOULS TO HEAR BETTER SOULS SCREAM IN ISOLATION....
ITS TOO HARD TO BADE GOODBYE...
ITS TOO SOON THAT NAMES ARE ERASED FOREVER.....
AND ITS NOT THE MOMENT TO PRANK THE SOLEMN HEARTS....
Tuesday, 3 August 2010
THOUGHTS SMEAR....... AS INK DOES.....
words echoed in the cold empty room...
and conversation fell onto deaf ears.
I am nobody's somebody to have a say
but i am somebody's nobody to lend a ear...
feelings for the right ....
and fighting for the wrong...
what sense does it make ...
when i am deeply illusioned???????????
mirages formed on the outlines...
images captured on the periphery...
how well a painting can be painted...
if the painter is not smeared in the ink...
P.S. THOUGHTS SMEAR....... AS INK DOES.....
and conversation fell onto deaf ears.
I am nobody's somebody to have a say
but i am somebody's nobody to lend a ear...
feelings for the right ....
and fighting for the wrong...
what sense does it make ...
when i am deeply illusioned???????????
mirages formed on the outlines...
images captured on the periphery...
how well a painting can be painted...
if the painter is not smeared in the ink...
P.S. THOUGHTS SMEAR....... AS INK DOES.....
Friday, 30 July 2010
SCENE OF SELECTION.....
Untold lies and truth unspoken....
all dreams are real till i am woken...
but not all dreams are woven...
partly are they real- broken...
reality may not appeal the heart- wrecken...
but dreams fill up the gaps- sicken....
cant you not see the girl sodden...
in the tears that were blacken..
rekindle the mercy in those eyes- redden...
coz cold-eyes pierce my heart- weaken...
i am frail in my moments -shaken...
i have clang onto your faith- strengthen...
drape me around you -
and here i tighten my lashes- forcefully....
all dreams are real till i am woken...
but not all dreams are woven...
partly are they real- broken...
reality may not appeal the heart- wrecken...
but dreams fill up the gaps- sicken....
cant you not see the girl sodden...
in the tears that were blacken..
rekindle the mercy in those eyes- redden...
coz cold-eyes pierce my heart- weaken...
i am frail in my moments -shaken...
i have clang onto your faith- strengthen...
drape me around you -
and here i tighten my lashes- forcefully....
Wednesday, 28 July 2010
THE NIGHTMARe didnt turn into a DAYMARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
finally i can heave a sigh of relief... i am so done wid ma crazy
nightmare that i had dreamt long time back ... i guess a month back to
be exact. well, it has something to do with my final exam, the papers
that went so badly that i could hardly accept it.
i can still feel the guilt that i felt at that hour: that i can almost scream now if i have the space. but guess what? i never thought my result could be so soothing and unexpected. it was an unexpected but still welcomed.
i shitted a lot about my accounts paper in my post, well... surprisingly, i got a lot more than i ever figured out. hmmm its sounds so very money now.... balance sheet and accounting profit...
i also butted myself at the worst of my language for my marketing paper but now when i look at my result, i am just left with WOW!!!!!!! wonderful of the wonderfullest.......hehehe
And i got full on in English... i luvit...
one thing damn thing,,, i got so low in my F$B..... gosh that was the easiest paper as far as i remember. how can i be so low in that? plus that's my lowest marks in my entire course... that bad... i need an explanation to convince myself...
MY RESULT LOOKS SOMETHING LIKE THIS......
i dunno what to say more....but i am content that i
could keep my marks in the same level..neither rise nor drop...
stagnant.... which can be otherwise described as CONSISTENT....
P.S. ............... I could have done a lot more better but i didn't get worse... that's da thing...
M RELIEVED.... AND IT MATTERS...... A LOT...
i can still feel the guilt that i felt at that hour: that i can almost scream now if i have the space. but guess what? i never thought my result could be so soothing and unexpected. it was an unexpected but still welcomed.
i shitted a lot about my accounts paper in my post, well... surprisingly, i got a lot more than i ever figured out. hmmm its sounds so very money now.... balance sheet and accounting profit...
i also butted myself at the worst of my language for my marketing paper but now when i look at my result, i am just left with WOW!!!!!!! wonderful of the wonderfullest.......hehehe
And i got full on in English... i luvit...
one thing damn thing,,, i got so low in my F$B..... gosh that was the easiest paper as far as i remember. how can i be so low in that? plus that's my lowest marks in my entire course... that bad... i need an explanation to convince myself...
MY RESULT LOOKS SOMETHING LIKE THIS......
Name: TASHI YANGZOM
Student ID: 0904JH87622
Programme: Diploma In Hospitality Management
Semester/Term: 4 (Apr-2010 - Jul-2010)
| Exam Type: Term 4 Examination | |
| Subjects: |
| # | Code | Subject | Marks | Grade | Points | Remarks |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | ACCD415 | Cost Accounting & Elements of Budgeting | 16.10 | - | - | |
| 2 | ASCD414 | Food Science & Sanitation 2 | 17.00 | - | - | |
| 3 | CULD461 | Kitchen Op. 4 | 17.40 | - | - | |
| 4 | ECOD420 | Principles of Economics | 19.20 | - | - | |
| 5 | ENGD403 | Business English - D | 20.00 | - | - | |
| 6 | FBSD451 | Food & Beverage Op. 4 | 14.50 | - | - | |
| 7 | FREG105 | Basic French 1 | 16.20 | - | - | |
| 8 | MKTD423 | Customer Relations & Sales-D | 18.80 | - | - | |
| 9 | RDOD441 | Room Division Op. 4 | 18.73 | - | - | |
| Semester/Overall Average: | 17.55 | |||||
P.S. ............... I could have done a lot more better but i didn't get worse... that's da thing...
M RELIEVED.... AND IT MATTERS...... A LOT...
Tuesday, 27 July 2010
BEAchin.... in da closed walls.....
well... i was off for today.... i was happy i could sleep like a log.
its been like for eternity since i last slept so well. the alarm that i
make to shout at me every morning was also sleeping but i was
accustomed to the 6:30am race. so expectantly, out of routine, i opened
my eyes just to see the time and close back again. it was almost mid-day
when i fully woke up to freshen myself and have a good heavy lunch....
i was tempted to go to the beach with my friends but i had promised my room mate to accompany her to see the doctor. so, unwillingly, things fell in bad shape.... but there is always a second chance.... and m gonna prove it....
tomorrow shift starts at 4pm till 12am... so i will have more than enough of rest that my body can ever have...
hope the business tomorrow wont effect my goody mood...
gotta meet somebody in ma dreams... so tugging in the warmth....
i was tempted to go to the beach with my friends but i had promised my room mate to accompany her to see the doctor. so, unwillingly, things fell in bad shape.... but there is always a second chance.... and m gonna prove it....
tomorrow shift starts at 4pm till 12am... so i will have more than enough of rest that my body can ever have...
hope the business tomorrow wont effect my goody mood...
gotta meet somebody in ma dreams... so tugging in the warmth....
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