Saturday, December 17, 2005

Is it so hard for you to understand that I am capable of change?

This poem was written from the sickbed by Amrita Pritam to her partner Imroz.
Translated from Punjabi by Nirupama Dutt

I WILL MEET YOU YET AGAIN

I will meet you yet again
How and where?
I know not.
Perhaps I will become a
Figment of your imagination
And maybe, spreading myself
In a mysterious line
On your canvas,
I will keep gazing at you.

Perhaps I will become a ray
Of sunshine to be
Embraced by your colours,
I will paint myself on your canvas
I know not how and where—

Maybe I will turn into a spring,
And rub the foaming
Drops of water on your body,
And rest my coolness on
Your burning chest.
I know nothing else
But that this life
Will walk along with me..

When the body perishes,
All perishes:
But the threads of memory
Are woven with enduring specks.
I will pick these particles,
Weave the threads,
And I will meet you yet again.

Friday, December 16, 2005

Ghalia & Gaza

Hungry and contemplating a meal at Gadong Properties, caught sight of this quaint little place across the street.


Perhaps it was the name, but I initially thought this place sells food of Middle Eastern origins. It reminds me of small Sydney delis run by the Lebanese selling hommus and Greek salads.

So me and the Significant Other went across the street to look a little closer. This is what stands out:

CHANGI CHICKEN RICE - $2.00

Curiousity hugely aroused, we went in.

Note: Don't push the door. Pull. It won't open if you push.



Not at all like the Sydney delis. It is designed with minimalism in mind, splashed with rich shades of cinnamon and burgundy. The space is small, yet cosy. Warm lights are put in strategic places and it gave the place a somewhat retro 70s feel to it.

Ordered the bidollar meal.


It was delicious. To the extent that, we devoured every single bite in silence. No sound of talking. Only occasional grunts of approval.




Until it was all gone.

Remember the name. Ghalia and Gaza. Try it. Like it.


Thursday, December 15, 2005

Oh hmpph



So she's Miss Iceland, the Miss World 2005.
Right.
What the hell is her real name?

Or the real question is, how on earth do you pronounce that

Images from Spirit Fingers

Life has only just begun


Is there any salon out there who would like to sponsor me for a hair colour touch-up?

Reasons why you should:
I am a walking advertisement because I am everywhere.
Random people stop me to ask about my hair.
My roots are showing.


Sponsor me!

O:D

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

To me a Rhombus looks like this

Dear Ms. Maurina,

Here is an article of mine entitled 'English as a global language' that appeared in the Nation Islamabad. I think I've already mailed the same to you. However, I m afraid u didn't get its clearer copy. Now I mail it again to you in the attached file in the pdf format. You must have acrobat reader installed in ur pc in order to be able to read it. It has been tipped by the Sustainable Development Policy Institute to be one of the good article of its nature. I await ur comments.

Thanx and take care,
Amer Rizwan


Dear Amer,

I have read your article. I am very impressed by the way that you have articulated your ideas. In my second year of University (I am doing a TESL course with extended Sociolinguistic modules), I have come to terms with World Englishes- the notion and the reality that English is not exclusively for the British or American or the Australian only but for everyone.It resonates lucidly with your article.

Indeed I think it is an article worth sharing with the Bruneian blogging community. I have a weblog over at this link, http://turquoiseandroses.blogspot.com and I am wondering if I can have you permission to post this article there? I will give you your full credits of course. The blog is rather informal and I host a few of my own academic articles up for download (cleverly disguised under the skin of a breezy and congenial facade to attract the target demographic).

I hope that you will consider. The article reflects a lot on the Bruneian use of Enlglish and it is interesting for my readers, to ponder on. If you decide against it, I would understand. I am putting no pressure on you. :)

Maurina


Dear Maurina,

Thannks for your encouragement. You can post this article on your weblog. Indeed, it would be an honour for me. One thing you must understand that I am not an expert on English Language or English Language Teaching, I have interests in a plethora of subjects, and I want to explore every nook and corner of the infinite expanse of knowledge. I know that I cannot do so in this short span of life yet my noble pursuit is on.

I'd visit your weblog as a layman, and I hope that you'd forgive me if my understanding of the stuff fall short of your standard. Waiting for reply.

Amer Rizwan

Monday, December 12, 2005

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In a Bubble

Yawn, was it the Brunei Greatest Marathon yesterday? The Kenyas probably won.

I wonder how the Damita and Izzy did.

Me? I was doing my own marathon at home. Making boxes.

Yawn. I'm pretty much missing out on things.

Agh! The sun! Must sleep!