Tuesday, 27 November 2012

Pushing 50: Check List

It's almost 3.00 in the morning and my brain has gone to LaLa Land and so has one of my eyes. So you surely must know that typing with only an eye open with not much help from these sleepy lazy fingers, involves a lot of hard work. Therefore a write-up for this picture is definitely out of the question. So before i hit the sack i wish you beautiful people out there much love and happiness and God bless.
Good night world. 

Monday, 26 November 2012

Pushing 50: Send in the Clown

Sometimes, all the positive affirmations in the world aren’t enough. Sometimes you just gotta say to yourself; “I really have little control over nothing, other than what clothes I wear or the food I eat.” Some of us throw caution to the wind and believe in chances. Some of us believe in fate, that nothing just “happens” by mistake. In the end, all of us hold on to something, especially at those times when life seems like a struggle, because somewhere deep down inside, sometimes in the quiet of the night, a voice whispers softly and gently to ALL of us, "Don't give up. The pain you feel now is simply a test of your character."
You only need yourself and your inner spirit. That's where it starts. The power released from within can change life itself. 

Pushing 50: Tanjung Harapan, Mr. Superman and I

He wanted seafood i on the other hand just wanted to enjoy the salty night breeze from a dock. Any dock for that matter. So after an hour of driving (or after a few wrong turns and missed signboards and not forgetting the unexpected potholes) we were seated to our table overlooking the magnificient open sea with the night breeze gently caressing my skin. For years I have yearned and longed for this moment to materialize. It finally did and the icing on the cake was having Mr. Superman with me to enjoy this magical scenario. Tell me...just how lucky can i get?

The food was nothing to die for and the place was a bit too crowded for serious political debate whatmore intimate conversations. But at the end of the day, i know it is not about the food on the table or the type of places we go to that matter.  It is the people we have around us and the love we feel for them and how we see life in a proper and rational perspectives, that my dear friend, is the numero uno ground rule for happiness

And that night as i watched Mr. Superman 'fingering' his Samsung phone, one word crossed my mind, as it always did: HOME. We could be right smack in the hustle and bustle of Jalan TAR or in a crowded commuter or having coffee in one of the R&R stalls along the North-South highway, but each and everytime i looked at him, i always felt like HOME. And that night was no exception. I felt a rush of endless serenity cascading down onto my weary soul; theraputically calming
 Peacefulness...aaaahh...that's the word i was searching for.

Thursday, 22 November 2012

Pushing 50: Peace In Gaza

A ceasefire has gone into effect in and around the Gaza Strip, after Israel and Hamas agreed to cease hostilities.
The Egyptian foreign minister announced the a ceasefire agreement hours before it took hold at 19:00 GMT on Wednesday.
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Tuesday, 20 November 2012

Pushing 50: Gaza On My Mind

My thoughts and prayers go out to my brothers and sisters in Gaza. May they have enough strength to face this catastrophe. May Allah protects and showers His Bounties and Blessings upon them. 
Hasbunallahu wa ni'mal wakil.

Sunday, 18 November 2012

Pushing 50: Common Grounds

So far, it's been a dull but an easy Sunday for me. Such a nice and slow and quiet and placid day but a little bit of action would definitely complement the weekend. Well, I have another, plus- minus 7 hours to go before the weekend ends. Perhaps, a dinner date is around the corner and just a call away? And by the way, i terribly miss that balcony on the 26th floor. The view of sunset is magnificient there. If i would just power down the lappy NOW, i might be able to catch the sunset. Fingers crossed! 
Hope our Sunday is as good as it can get!

Saturday, 17 November 2012

Pushing 50: touched by an angel

'Angels are often silent, but they are listening to every thought that stirs our soul.'

Pushing 50: Old and Wise

I am growing older and will soon be old. Keep me from becoming too talkative, and especially from the unfortunate habit of thinking that i must say something on every subject and at every occasion.

Keep me from the recital of endless details; 
give me wings to get to the point.

Grant me the patience to listen to the complaints of others; help me to endure them with charity. But seal my lips on my own aches and pain; they increase with the increasing years and my inclination to recount them is also increasing.

I will not ask for improved memory, only for a little more humility and less cocksureness when  my own memory doesn't agree with that of others. Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally i may be wrong.
Keep me reasonably gentle. I do not have the ambition to be a saint but a bitter old person is one of the devil's masterpieces.

Make me sympathetic without being sentimental, helpful but not bossy. Let me discover merits where i had not expected them and talents in people whom i had not thought to possess any. And give me grace to tell them so.    


Pushing 50: Your Call

'...and some things are better left unsaid.'

Friday, 16 November 2012

Pushing 50: Hiatus

I've been ultra lazy of late. It's one of those moments in life when time and things stoodstill, if you know what i  mean. I spent most days just idly watching the clock ticking away, doing nothing in particular. Yup, pretty much a zombie. A-coffee-drinking-zombie for that matter. Okay, i lied. I filled up the hiatus with my head deeply buried in a simple but exceptionally engaging book, watched, sad to say, an orgasm-less theater and by a twist of fate, spent a crazy-6-hour-non-stop-random-rambling-marathon on a balcony of the 26th floor under the open night sky overlooking a breathtakingly spectacular view of the Klang Valley. None of the above-mentioned required any thinking or caring on my part. So you see, i wasn't lying nor was i exaggerating things. True that I was mind-less and life-less but a happy zombie all along. 
Life is GOOD. 

Thursday, 8 November 2012

Pushing 50: Light My Fire

LOVE, either it is or it is not. Nothing in the middle. You can't fake it neither can you force it. When you questioned yourself whether it is or it is not, the answer would most probably be that it is not. Because LOVE when it  hits you, you would know it instantly. You feel it in your  bones. You smell it in the air. You just knew. Deny all you want. But if it is love and you knew it, there's just no getting away. Love lingers around you and follows you like an unseen shadow. You can run but you just can't hide. 
Love will find you eventually.

Monday, 5 November 2012

Pushing 50: YOU

Pushing 50: Hushabye Baby

I promised myself that i would make at least 3 more Pushing50 entries tonight. But GOSH...i'm dead sleepy. It rained the whole day here and I had rice for dinner, plus a second helping, mind you. So it's no big surprise that i can hardly keep my eyes open. Coffee seems tempting but the bed is deliciously inviting at the moment. I think i'll forego the coffee. By the way, being a nocturnal, feeling as sleepy as this at this hour is something new to me. Sleep has never honored me with its presence this early for a longest time. Therefore it would only be fair to welcome and embrace it with open arms. 
I'm sure those entries can wait. 
'If memories don't bite, i might sleep tight, right through the night, 
until the sun shines bright.'
~SueSenahAnderson signing off.~

Sunday, 4 November 2012

Pushing 50: Sort Of

Have an easy Sunday everyone.
God Bless.

Pushing 50: Setting Boundaries

I have come to a point in my life where my tolerance level is as good as ZERO when it comes to dealing with difficult people and all the dramas they are dragging heavily along. Pretty much a distressful lot of which i can do without, that's for sure. Years ago i was capable of handling a handful of them; feeding their huge egos, being a 24/7 confidante and an unpaid soul therapist. I was ever so willingly and readily to lend an ear for them to brawl to  and shoulders to bawl on. But of late i realized that these 'QUICKSANDS' can suck out every molecule of energy that is within me faster than a powerful vacuum cleaner able to suck dust off a rug. 

Apparently, at this age, i get tired easily, both physically and psychologically. Therefore I'm saving all my energy for my own well-being and i refuse to waste it off unnecessarily. Thus if and when my path crosses theirs, i choose to turn around and walk away. I just want to sail through life peacefully. Hassle-free. Indeed there will definitely be the surprise twists and turns up ahead. Ah-ha! Here is where i set the boundaries. You see, the surprise twists and turns are inevitable but it's up to me to avoid the ego eccentrics that come my way. 

For the past 46 years, my life has been a succession of circuses and parades plus a bumper to bumper series of dramas. I had enough. It's time for me to lay back and enjoy my coffee and surround myself with those who have abundance of love to spread generously around. Yeah, that's right; that's just how i would like to grow old...in a love galore, happily aging away. 

Saturday, 3 November 2012

Pushing 50: Ooohh... Aaahhh

An ardent beef-lover i am not, especially when it comes to steaks. Oh yes, I'm a Mac D person and i love meatballs and lasagnas but not steaks. No, thank you. So the Head Honchos of Las Vacas recommended 'Beef Wrap'. It was good. NO. I lied. It was REALLY awesome! The tender pan sauteed beef, wrapped around carrot slices and melted cheese rolled, glided and danced tastefully on my tongue and teased every existing taste bud! Hence yours truly unashamedly went, "Oohh...Aaahh...Ermm" with every bite. It was simply and utterly out of this world. On top of that i had a few small chunks off my son's Sirloin Wagyu. It came only with a  bowl of salad, no dressing or sauce except a dash of salt and pepper. Man! It was tender and juicy and succulent and grilled to perfection. You name it the Wagyu sure has it! I was ready to battle off the usual annoying beefy smell but surprise, surprise the smell wasn't as bad as i expected. I am in love! So go ahead folks! Indulge yourselves. 
Las Vacas melted my iron-strong 'i-don't-do-beef-steak' principle, it sure has no trouble melting you beef-lovers!

Thursday, 1 November 2012

Pushing 50: Me, Myself and I

I used to believe that once you are in a relationship, putting your partner as the top priority was 'THE' way to love. It was always and always about him. At any given time he mattered most. The KING. The 'i-worship-the-ground-you-walk-on' sort of thing. Pathetic, i know. After awhile, a LONGEST while if i must say, I realized that if you put so much value on someone you ended up losing your own. At the end of the day you would be all drained out, exhausted and, as much as i hate to admit, worthless. Don't ask me why.  It's just how things are. Perhaps it's just how nature works. Or perhaps, i just haven't met the right Mr. Right yet. I'm digressing, i know. One thing i do learn is that while it is okay to love madly, deeply and beautifully however you must first love yourself more. It is important to know your worth and to be fair to yourself.
Simply put, if you don't love yourself, no one ever will.