I know i am blessed but am i blessed with a unique ability? Surprisingly i somehow spend some time to ponder ... surely there must be something unique about me since i am doing pretty well but what is it? am i doing well because i have a unique ability or simply because i am good in many things at the same time?

is it better to be good in many things or to have an unique ability? perhaps being good at a couple of things itself is unique because not many are able to communicate in a few languages, have a professional qualification in a few fields which cuts across between arts and science..

having no unique ability then pose another question -  does that mean i am fickle minded? because it somehow implies i never ventured into one area to a certain depth.

does everyone have a unique ability just like how we have unique identity? what do we make do with the likes of me who are unable to have one? Not born with one and has no patience to hone one.... 

with the advancement of plastic surgery, i've once asked myself - which part of my body should i "enhance" ? when i was very young, i always feel having dimples is cute and I wanted it so much that I end up poking my cheeks every night hoping after a while i will have one ...  as i grow older i wish i have higher cheek bones, sharper nose, the list simply grow as I grow up...

but when i am finally at the right age to fulfill my childhood dreams, strangely i feel i dont want to do anything with what i am born with. strange isnt it? its not that i feel happy with what I have, but i am just willing to change what i have.. i still cant really explain why .. i dont think its wrong.. yet i feel its not right to change what am born with...

i wonder if there is a possibility to deny part of yourself... most times we even grow to love the imperfection we see in our loved ones ....perhaps inability to reject a part of myself shows i actually love myself.

a policy maker or a lobbyist and if both fails a politician...

what difference does it make when I am likely to change it tomorrow?

Excerpts from "THE PROPHET"
By Kahlil Gibran

On Children

Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.

Let our bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Imagine yourself arriving around midnight in a foreign country – alone with no guide book, no map and only to find the accommodation you booked in hurry prior to departure refuses to accept credit card payment.

Such was a situation I found myself few months ago when I landed in the “City of Seven Hills”.

It was an interesting discovery as I realized as much as I greatly appreciate the historical pieces I did not really enjoy my stay in rome, somehow I feel its overcrowded and well I don’t know – perhaps I am just a “paris person” because no matter how many times I’ve been in Paris – I still find it enchanting … something i just cant find that in rome.. I did my best trying to go off the usual touristy places, but no matter how much I try to get lost in the city.. I just don’t get the “vibes”…

As I thought perhaps my holiday in italy is destined simply for appreciating arts and history, the moment I stepped into Florence I fall in love with the city within few hours..





And the best part of unplanned holidays, not knowing where is the next destination is always discovering new places ( or places I never heard of) .. I was lucky that I stumbled upon Lucca – a city in the Tuscany region, famous for famous for its intact Renaissance-era city walls. I find the experience of walking on the walls and looking “into” the city was unique… well, so far I still don’t know a city which has such intact city walls…






Cinque terre, is another absolutely breathtaking place – it’s a beautiful coastline that connects 5 villages. A hike along the rugged steep terraces winding thru olive orchards and vineyards overlooking the sea simply amazing and to add the charm, is those small villages which seem to be oblivious to modern development..






I do not know which is more amazing during this vacation – watching the clear blue sea from the top of the hills or seeing david in real life – feeling that a lifetime of reading about him is still insufficient to prepare myself “meeting” him in person…