Friendship beyond chopsticks


Last week, this “forward” landed in my mailbox –

Are you tired of those sissy “friendship” poems that always sound good, but never actually come close to reality?

Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship. Just the stone cold truth of our friendship.

1. When you are sad — I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you that way.
2. When you are blue — I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.
3. When you smile — I will know you finally got laid.
4. When you are scared — I will rag on you about it every chance I get.
5. When you are worried — I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be until you quit whining.
6. When you are confused — I will use little words.
7. When you are sick — Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don’t want to catch whatever you have.
8. When you fall — I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.
9. This is my oath….. I pledge it to the end. “Why?” you may ask?, “Because you are my friend”. Friendship is like peeing in your pants: everyone can see it, but only you can feel the true warmth.

It only ends at number 9. I thought, why not ten, the perfect ten?

Here’s the friendship beyond chopsticks story that made up the number 10 –

10. When I know you collect chopsticks – I will try all means to steal from the restaurants I visit during my official duty at the risk of smearing the newspaper’s name.

One of my journalists recently went to China on an official assignment. He brought back one set of chopsticks (picture above) and the story behind it.

He and his group of delegates went to a restaurant to dine. The restaurant has very unique and seemingly very expensive chopsticks. Each customer were given a pair and had the name registered. Knowing that he would not be able to just take one pair “conveniently”, he asked whether the restaurant could give him a pair as souvenir for his friend. The restaurant said a firm no. He asked if he could buy a pair, it was again a firm no.

“I am prepared to steal one pair for you because of friendship.” he jokingly said.

That’s friendship, yay!

But, he did not. He bought ten pairs instead!

Picture taken at a corner of my office. See how I enjoy life in a busy news office?

True friendship also aplenty!


I have been young a very long time

An elderly lady was asked by a child if she were young or old.

“My dear,” she replied, “I have been young a very long time.”

That’s a wonderful answer!

Collecting chopsticks is a grown-up interest. Collecting pencil cases, or bags, or boxes is also a grown-up interest. But, I believe it’s the realization of childhood dreams that I would never miss a chance to visit the stationary department in a shopping.

I have been young a long time!



Besides stationery bags, collecting note books is also realization of childhood dreams.





Stand and Stare

The Champions

I was filled with good feelings at the Inti-Borneo Post Charity Run in Kuching this morning.

The first good feeling was seeing many participants, young and old, at the starting point for the good cause of charity – fund for Sarawak Heart Foundation. Together with Inti’s CEO, I flagged off the run at 7:00 am. It was drizzling. But, that did not stop the participants.

In less than one hour, participants started coming back. They have finished their 10KM. Whether it was sweat or the rain, I felt that “From Heart to Heart” tagline of Sarawak Heart Foundation beating vibrantly.

At the prize giving ceremony, I felt young – the air was filled with good cheers from the young ones of Matang School who came a long way to Kuching. They swept many prizes. I have seen many young girls and boys completing the 10KM bare-footed!

That brought me to my good old days of running in the rubber garden, also bare-footed. It was such good feelings.

Today, I stand and stare!

Yes, what is this life if, full of care, we have to time to stand and stare?

I also remember my good old days, by the Rejang River….

“If you stood on the bottom rail of a bridge, and lent over, and watched the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you would suddenly know everything that there is to be known.” – Winnie the Pooh

Let Your Life Speaks

With Bridget

At the get-together and an awards presentation to journalists, I made a video presentation of the newspapers’ achievements. The video ended with these words for thoughts –

If we pursue justice,
then we can create a world in which
all people live in right relationship to one another.

If we live with a spirit of cooperation and harmlessness,
then we can secure the peace for our children,
and their children, and all children to come.

And if enough of us live by a love for truth,
then the tyrants and demagogues will
wither and fade for lack of fertile earth in which to flourish.

Being an example to others has a great impact.
Our examples, words, ideas and ideals can help others to grow.

As we work for peace, understanding and good-will,
our influence will also spread.
The truth and beauty of our life will create endless splendour.

Carefree times are wonderful,
but wouldn’t life be dull if nothing ever changed?
When a challenge comes along assume you are ready to deal with it.
Instead of asking why it is happening,
accept the opportunity to grow and thereby allow others to grow as well.

– Bridget Menezes
(a trained musician, author, motivational speaker)

One pasture under God


Sunday. A hand-shake at the Church entrance. Pastor ushered me to the side. She said, “Consider taking the Captain of Girls’ Brigade next year.”

I have blogged about my menopausal related problems. It has been on for one year. It has made me a very “unreliable” person. Because, I do not know when I am “not fit” for activities. Taking up some commitments in Church or Girls’ Brigade always brings me some sleepless nights. As the days come nearer, I even panic!

O, woman of little faith,

At the worship Service. Pastor said if God calls you to follow Him – go, don’t wait, don’t give excuses. It was as if the message is targeted at me. Yes, I have been asked many times, “When are you going full time with God?”

Over the week. I have been in deep thoughts … What I am doing now is also full time with God, isn’t it not?

Today, a friend wrote this

I like the closing thought –

It’s all one pasture under God, and how green it looks depends on what I make of it and how I look at it.

Cup or Coffee

I am actually enjoying a cup of hot coffee while blogging. I confess – I was choosing a cup to use! Enjoy the “cup or coffee”!

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.

Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups: porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite – telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.

When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said:

“If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other’s cups.

Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn’t change. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it.”

So, don’t let the cups drive you… enjoy the coffee instead!

WOW! What wisdom!

The Snail Mail

snail mail
Malaysian Airports wrote to me in response to my “complaint” of the wet and slippery floor. Sincere apologies were expressed. Read the story here.I am actually very amused –

I had a fall on 12th September, 2007.
I made a telephone complaint on 13th September, 2007.
Malaysian Airports letter was dated 14th September
The postmark of the letter is 11th October.
I received the letter on 15th October.

I remember calling the airport with the intention of just bringing them the attention of the leaking ceiling so that no other airport users would fall like I did.

It’s indeed snail mail. It took a month for the letter to arrive my office. However, it’s late than never.

I am also amazed that my position in my company is being changed to “Entertainment Manager”. At no time during the telephone conversation that I identified myself as “Entertainment Manager”.

Entertainment Manager? That must be quite an entertaining job.

Has Malaysian Airports such a position?

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