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Friday, January 23, 2009
musing... - 1:46 AM
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Today was a thoughtful day while i mull over the book I read - "Till we have faces" written by C S Lewis (the author of Chronicles of Narnia).. It was such a good read.. Absolutely addictive. I started it this morning and got stuck to it for 2 hours as soon as I reached home after work.

I was also looking through a war photo journalism book lying in the office.. Didn't know that such great books are lying in the office and it actually slipped through my eyes.. A friend was sharing with us about a photo which caught the attention of the media in 1992. It showed the body of a couple, Admira Ismic and Bosko Brkic who became known to some as the Romeo and Juliet of Sarajevo.

Here's excerpt which I saw on some website..

"No two people have more exemplified the tragedy of the civil war in Bosnia, than 25-year-old sweethearts Bosko Brkic and Admira Ismic. The only impediment to their love was living in a country who's people are divided solely on the basis of ethnic heritage. For Bosko, a Serb, and Admira, a Muslim, the love they once expressed only for each other was forced to become a secret. The couple, who had been dating for seven years, since high school, were both chemistry students at the University of Sarajevo. Bosko remained in the city to be with Admira despite his families flight from the blood shed. Finally,in the spring of 1993, Admira choose to reward Bosko for staying behind by fleeing Sarajevo with him to Serb territory.

They knew their escape would be a dangerous one. To get to the Serb side they had to cross the Vrbanja bridge, the front line between Bosnian Serb and Muslim Forces. While most who wished to flee the city dared not risk the sniper fire, some had successfully crossed over. On the day of their planned escape, carrying two bags, Bosko and Admira approached the government soldiers on the Bosnian side of "no mans land". They asked the soldiers to let them try an escape, and the police snipers assented.

The young lovers began running as fast as they could across the bridge. They had almost reached the Serb side when snipers opened fire. The machine gun fire came so rapidly that the couple had no chance to seek cover. Bosko was killed instantly, his body laying twisted on the ground. Mortally wounded, Admira crawled the few feet to her lover and wrapped her arm around him before she died."

Here's a song sang by Sammi Cheng.. Pretty old song (as you can tell from the MTV) yet beautifully written about this couple.. Here's the youtube link..

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Thursday, January 15, 2009
The cat at night.. - 1:01 AM
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Yesterday while I was playing with my fat cat, I smell a stench.. That was from Da Fei's mouth.. My sister, Yiyi said that his mouth is like an open grave.. So this coming chinese new year, we're going to clean up the grave in my house.. That will include the grave in my cat's mouth.. We are thinking of where to send him for a make over.. another words, grooming.. Does any of the pet shop do mouth sanitizing? Can anyone recommend? I hope that doesn't freak him out..

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Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Faithfully waiting.. - 1:20 AM
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Monday, January 12, 2009
Han Keong & Wei Peng - 5:22 PM
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Indeed, like what Kelvin mentioned, it's good to get a handshake from the couple at the beginning of the day but a hug at the end of it.. and I got a card from Wei Peng too! I could feel the surge of joy at that moment.. As I look back, I'm really glad to be involved in Han Keong and Wei Peng's wedding..

With Han Keong around, he brightens everyone up! He is such relational and cheerful character.. He strangled me when we realized that we were both born in the year of pig and I teased him that he is 12 years my senior.. Nevertheless, he is so young at heart!

Wei Peng is a super cool lady! When we talk about traveling, she has endless experiences to share.. She even went Maldives for a dive alone last year.. Isn't that cool? I wish I have the guts to do it too! haha.. As her friend Clara has testified about how genuine this friend is, I personally experienced it too.. I'm glad to know her as a friend.. Maybe someday we can travel together but I have to pick up diving first.. keke..

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An affectionate kiss to his mother-in-law..

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One of the bridesmaid Valerie.. I think she looks like Corrinne May.. Maybe they are of the same age too..

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Peace to all..

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I didn't notice he actually folded his tongue! The kids were asking me how i raise my eyebrown individually.. I told them I have supernatural power.. He has it too!

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His favourite toy... - 1:21 AM
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A friend was asking what is Da Fei's favorite toy.. Here you go..

Everyday he waits outside my room...

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... for this weird looking ball with some strands of feathers..

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This is a photo of a stray cat i took today... Who says animals do not have expressions? He was looking at me with curiosity.. curiosity kills the cat.. when i snapped a photo of him, he suddenly ran away.. I think he was probably wondering what was that huge black box I was holding..

I wonder if he just had a prison break encounter.. He needs a shave...

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Friday, January 09, 2009
Love me... - 4:50 PM
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Do animals have feelings? I think they do... I could almost see in their eyes and hear their plea - "Love me.." Especially for dogs.. They are such people-centered animal.. My sister has 3 dogs name Kuki, Krim and Mocha. Even though they have the company of each other, it just never seem to be enough compared to the companionship of a human.. Quite intriguing, sometimes I wonder why God created them this way..

Last week, I went to the beach with a couple of friends.. We saw a dog running towards us where we park our mat.. This old man came along to leash the dog that was running away from him.. He started to drag this small frail doggy and kept flinging it into the sea.. Ya, and i mean FLING.. Fling till all the limbs are flying at different directions even though still attached to the body.. The dog just kept crawling back to the shore with a trembling body after being thrown in again and again. I could see the fear in its eyes. That wasn't all. The other old man leashed the dog and dragged it into the water. I saw the poor little doggy, being tossed by the waves and struggling to swim up the shore but the leash just held him back and kept him in the sea that seems to be consuming him.. Well, of course as a bystander, I ran up to intervene..

Perhaps they may be a little naughty at times, they may bite your shoes, tear your socks, dirty your house, pee on your bed and the list goes on.. I guess they are like little kids, you need patience to train them and forebear their mischievous acts but never abuse them or abandon them cos you're the one they ever wanted.. It was a lesson I learnt for myself..

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So now, I learnt to spend a bit of time everyday to play with my cat, Da fei (). He sits and waits outside my room with great anticipation to play his favourite toy every night.. He is about 11-12 years old so he is turning yellowish.. Original color was grey.. You can literally see his eyes sparkles at the sight of his toy, his pupil enlarge..

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Thursday, January 08, 2009
Missing India.. - 2:36 AM
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Suddenly I missed traveling so much.. I guess traveling gives you a whole new perspective to life and even photography where there is no boundary to your creativity.. Everyday new experiences await you that stimulate your mind and leave you dazzled with amazement..

I took this photo about a year back when I was backpacking in India.. It was taken in one of the Punjab state called Amritsar where it holds the only gateway to Pakistan from this country.. The temple at the background is called the Golden Temple. As the name suggested, it is not just because the temple is golden in color but it was plated with 750kg of gold which the Maharaja gave for the building of the temple.. Everyday, there are thousands of people visiting this temple.. They come from different parts of this vast land, from all walks of life.. It was a pity that I didn't get to enter the temple as you can see the never-ceasing queue.. I think it'll take me more than a day to queue to get in..

Miss the culture, miss the people, miss the forts and palaces, miss the Himalayas, miss the snow, miss every bit of India, both the good and the bad..

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For more travel photos I took as an amateur photographer, click here.

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Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Random entry... - 12:45 PM
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