The Sweet Scent

Someone was saying that :
'When you are with a guy for a long time and you like him a lot, you would love to have his t-shirt because you love his scent and you want to have a reminder of him.'

How I would have laugh about this a few years back. How weird it sounds to have wanted something that has a smell of someone. Today, I can only smile when hearing the above statement. Well, maybe it's true that love just makes people do weird things, unable to act normally.

I do believe that the best things in life are often the simplest. Just a note or a message from him would make me smile, feeling and wanting to embrace the day, rain or shine. And due to the fact that we don't see each other often, I tend to want make the most of every moment together and also wanting to have a bit of him that brings back all those sweet memories.

The best would be something that has to do with a few of your 5 senses: hearing/listening to the sound of his voice..seeing/looking at his photo..and smelling something that has his scent. The perfect pleasures in life? Maybe.. :)

Wax Hands

Don't you just love this: Wax Hand art!

I know what you are going to say: Oh dear, this thing has been around for the last 5 years and it's not a new thing!

I also know that fact.. :p It's only that I have never had the time or interest to see how it was done before this. And seeing it for the first time, I would like to share it at this notebook. :)


A hand wax is not only about making a replica of your own hand.
It's the experience of actually doing it that represents an unforgettable experience: Feeling the cold sensation when you dip your own hand into a pot of low temperature wax over and over again until a thick mold is created. Then we wait for the 'hand' to harden.



For me, it is a delight to see your OWN hand being duplicated. The sensation might almost be like buying the last ice cream during a hot sunny day and having fun showing it off to friends. Imagine the 'ooh..where did you get that?' when they come for a chat or a visit. Hmm.. and also enjoying taunting friends and family at the same time, making them squirm with jealousy over the cool wax hand of yours.



By the way, the wax hand original color is white. After dipping the wax hand into warm, soothing wax for a mould to form, you then dip them into a variety of color combination of dyes.

A few example of people's favorite gestures for wax hand :

* Given as a special gift to love ones with a message using a hand sign (like “I Love You”, “Thumbs up”, “Peace”, etc.)

* A momento : Hands joined together between good friends signaling everlasting friendship, between lovers, and also as a photo holder.

* Practical use: the wax hand is used as a cellular phone holder, business card holder, etc.

* A unique display or decoration with hand sign of special meaning to that individual.

My favorite gesture would be of a hand holding out as if resting, or with palms up as if supplicating.

If you miss someone, you can put your hand inside the open palm of his/hers wax hand and feel as if he/she is with you. Or you can put the wax hand at your cheek, imagining his/her hand is touching your cheek. You can also put your fingertips touching the wax hand fingertips to feel a sense of bonding with that person. Or it can also be your gift to your loved ones where they can feel near to you , even when you are not there. Interesting idea, isn't it?

Soulmates

Q : Your current relationship?

The word relationship is too vague to be explained. Maybe the below quote will it more just than all the words running around in my head:

Soul mates
It is loving someone because that is all youve ever known
To love him
And to have perfect understanding
and a need of each other that is unexplainable.
It's a connection, that is much as unlogical, as it is unfathomable
But causes not only a great joy, to be with each other, but also a great sorrow, to be apart..

Soul mates
It is to find calm, within a busy hectic lifestyle
to be able to think clearly for the first time in your life
to feel, as if you are making the right choice, with all certainty for once
to not be embarrased, or care when you are kissing him,
in front of a huge crowd, but to feel all that really matters to you
is if you are enough to make him happy,

Soul mates
It is to be the one he adores
from the first time we met,
a connection that was more real then anything we had ever felt,
As if we were designed specifically for each other..

:)

A Wowan's Forte

Quote of the Day :

Whatever you give a woman, she will always come up with one step better
If you give her sperm, she will give you a baby
If you give her a house, she will make it a home
If you give her groceries, she will make you a meal
If you give her a reason to smile, she will give you her heart
She will multiply and enlarges whatever is given to her..

So, beware!
If you give crap, be ready to receive tons of shit!

Life's Like That

When was the last time that you had someone light you up from the inside out?
When was the last time that being with someone, made you felt that sense of belonging, that sense of safety, that sense of bliss? Someone that could make you feel fulfilled and confident?

A friend was asking me which is better: to be single and alone or to grab and snatch the first person that shows an interest in her. At this later age, she suddenly realizes that time is running out and she was thinking of getting married soon. But she was also afraid of getting hurt.

I do not know what to reply.

Guess, when it comes to the affair of the heart, I am as clueless as yourself. Getting married is like playing games at the fun fair. You have set your target on the Big Winnie the Pooh doll. You aim and throw the dart straight at the green balloon and bang. If you are lucky, you get what you wanted.

Sometimes with so many worries and problems in your head, you forgot one thing: the objective is to experience your best life with him and not what you imagine will or will not happen. You do not want to end up losing everything and staring into empty spaces and wonder is this all what life is about.

If you think you got it bad, look around. I have made many blunders, saying the wrong things from time to time and again and again...

When you have used up all your energy, creativity, curiosity, playfulness and understanding and still some silly words can keep him away, it's no good getting all twisted and tense. It's part and parcel of a thing called life. There are days when it's sunny..and there are days when it rains just as heavily inside your heart as well as outside.

I am slowly deleting most of my sad notes in this notebook. Hoping that it will not influence anyone's outlook on life.

Dear friend, everyone's life story is not the same. You are the best person to know what you really want, and what you are willing to do to get it. It's your choice. Man or no man, if it is to be, it's up to you.

Flying High

Bad trips are wonderful as long as they happen to other people. Of course. We all love travel misadventures stories, partly because they make us laugh, mainly because they could have happened to us but didn't. At least not this time around. -Douglas McArthur-
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I used to think that flying was one of the highlights in life. Sending people to the airport and watching them going to the waiting lounge, seeing the pilot and stewardess walking and laughing and lastly seeing the airplanes taking off. Eyes shining, hand on the glass wall at the terminal. I was determined that one day, when I am older that I am going to fly high in one of those planes.



The Japanese tele-series at that time were not helping at all. They were showing the glamorous life of a stewardess and of people falling in love on an airplane.

Flying is definitely a different thing than what was shown on the television. Statistics tells that only 2% of people meet their spouses on an airplane.



The reality is, it's hard to look alluring when you are flying on economy class. :p Firstly, the tiny seat.. luckily those who are small. (pity the other passengers!) Secondly, comes the discreet elbow fights for the armrest..yes..4 passengers in one row and each entitled to one elbow rest. (laughing). Thirdly, having your neighbour either trying to make small talks or falling asleep on your shoulder. Hated that.

And there's always annoying characters who loves playing around with their friends : tossing peanuts and talking out loud. Lastly, and the most disappointing thing is wherever they sit you (at the aisle or next to the window..there would be no view except a few minutes before taking off and a few minutes before landing. In the middle of the flight, the windows were to be closed. No view of the clouds. Just sitting in a chair for hours after hours doing nothing.



But the best part about flying is arriving at your destination. Walking through the arrival halls, a sigh of relief escaped from the lips. What a luxury it is to be walking on your own two legs again and going through the motions of taking your luggage and going to the hotel. Sometimes, if you are lucky, it's bliss when you have someone waiting for you (whether the other party representatives, friends or family). It's still a joy to have people welcoming you after the long flight.



Can't complaint though. I would certainly miss all this one day..when I am so much much older than now.. :)

Signing off,
Cat

Old Age

I was reading in the papers about an old man who had had to live in a shed behind a school. He had been living there for 5 years since he had left home due to a quarrel with his wife. His children refused to acknowledged him and even now during the eid adha that has just finished, none of his children visited him or has given him new clothes to celebrate the festival.

The old man said that he didn't care much about the clothes. It was the hurt that he felt when his two boys looked at him as they would to a stranger. The younger son even gave him a RM 5 for him to buy lunch. It's the same as being treated like a poor beggar! He told the press how he still remember that it took the doctor 40 mins to help get the first son into the world. The nurse than brought the baby out to the waiting room so that the old man could whisper the 'azan' and 'iqamah' into the child's ears.

It is sad to read stories like this one. When parents go separate ways and the children take sides. There might be another story behind this, but as a child, we usually see our parents only as 'our parents' that it might never occur to you that they are living their own lives too. They also have their dreams, hopes and problems that you would never know.

I used to listen to old folks at 'homes' recalling with fondness of their children. Their faces radiant, eyes shining..and then turning to sadness or bitterness when they suddenly realized where they were: at old folks home..

Would there be enough compassion in the children's heart to forgive whatever mistake that the parents did? For parents are human too..and might make mistakes in their life. Sometimes it's hard when the childhood memory was bitter but try to find a space in your heart to accept them especially at their age. If you have done a big mistake, wouldn't you pray and hope that God would forgive you? If you can't find it in your heart to love them, just treat them as you would have liked your children to treat you when you are older. Life is a cycle...

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Hmm..talking about this, might be a good idea to have a back up plan. To keep aside some money while I am still young and pay a monthly deposit to reserve a space at an old folk's home. That way I can go and check in anytime after I retired. Going on my own will, using my own money, with my laptop..ooo..what a thought. (Smile) That might avoid cat from being a bitter old lady.

God..hope it won't ever come to this scenario. Sorry..(grin) I sometimes do have this tendency to lighten things up when things get too depressive. Between tears and laughter, I would prefer laughter..(unless the reason for the tears is happiness). The message in this post is still there, I hope so.
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