Showing posts with label Passion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Passion. Show all posts

Jan 11, 2018

Happy To Be Here


I'm happy to be here again after what I considered as a hard "struggle" to get back to this beloved blog of mine. May be that's the price I have to pay for, being in hiatus, leaving this blog unattended!

I love writing, as always, it's just that sometimes ideas can't run swiftly like a river.  Nevertheless, I'm trying but not pushing myself too hard to pen some lines to keep this little space of mine going.

I hope it doesn't sound quite lame if I said that I have been very busy and that's the reason why I wasn't here. One thing which I would like to say, my heart is always here. The new year had just opened its door, so let's get the ball rolling!

Last but not least, special thanks to all visitors of this blog, wherever you are.



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May 16, 2013

A Sweet Reminiscence

"Excuse me, teacher. May I go out?"

The rest of the school children listened very carefully whether the teacher would give permission or not to their classmate and they were also expecting the teacher to pinpoint the errors in what the little girl uttered. It was a typical school day in the small village where eager school children between the ages of 7 to 12, from standard one to six,  learned many subjects and  English  was taught as a second language. The English teachers were the locals who had undergone training in the teachers' colleges in the country.

Studying English did not come easy for the children who were from diverse backgrounds and to make it more challenging, English was not even spoken at homes. Nevertheless, the children picked up the language slowly. In every English lesson, the teachers used English and spoke English only even if sometimes, the children rolled or blinked their eyes in an effort to grasp the language and to be good in it. Blessed were the teachers' efforts in educating the children with their strategic lesson plans that had made their lessons successful.

In one of the English lessons, her teacher asked her to read some stories in front of the class. She was a great fan of Cinderella, Razpunzel, Red Riding Hood, Snow White And The Seven Dwarfs, Thumbellina, and the list went on. She liked those stories with a happy ending "...and they lived happily ever after", a phrase that sticks to her mind even to this day. As a little girl, she fantasized being the Princess who met Prince Charming and lived happily ever after - such a sweet dream even time could not tell of its happening.

Later, when she reached Standard 6, she began reading Enid Blyton's and Nancy Drew's and felt so inspired to be adventurous and thrilled to become a spy who solved many mysteries.  When studying in high school, she started  reading romance novels which she could read one each day. The passion grew and among all, she could not help but falling so much in love with Sidney Sheldon's superb novels. Age did  make a difference in the choices of the stuffs she liked to read and reading was something which she could not do without. It was like the staple food which at the end of the day really fulfilled her.

She did learn Literature and much more in her tertiary education. She loved it though sometimes her head spun when trying to make out what Shakespeare meant in his classical ways.  Her little nonsensical mind sometimes thought it was Shakespeare who did not understand her! Nevertheless, she held him in high regard for his great contributions in the world of Literature. She recalled the difficulties she faced in accomplishing her assignments that should include the works of Shakespeare or Robert Frost  or any other great writers. Among the ones she loved were Shakespeare's "Sonnet 18: Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day? and Robert Frost's "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening."

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow

She remembered those lines in the first stanza which would continue to live in her memory.

How nice it was since the first day she set foot in school till her tertiary education and each year showed her progress in academic.  It was possible with the dedications of all those who are called  teachers.


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Today, 16 May, is a special day for teachers in my country. It is Teachers' day which is celebrated nation wide. With this opportunity, I am wishing Happy Teachers' Day to all my teachers wherever you are. A special mention here for Madam Cecilia Goh who had given me much encouragements  and instilled the  confidence  in me to speak and write in English, who guided me with patience, who could bear the simple English I wrote in essays, who always boosted my ego by asking me to read in front of the class though there were some mistakes in my pronunciations, who trusted me that I could go further if I had the determination and passion of learning.

Thank you, my dear teachers!


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Dec 23, 2012

Endeavour
















There is a  passion to weave words
into patterns of beauty,
Turning each one as charming as could be
and so precise like a diamond-cut,
Words woven in unique patterns,
A beauty that will last in the eyes,
Even more lasting in the heart,
That won't fade in the seasons of time,
Becomes timeless through ages and ages.


balqis
Dec23'12

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Jan 27, 2012

Now And Then

It had been quite awhile I didn't go to the beach. As I'm now in a short break, this afternoon after lunch, I headed there and breathed the sea air once again. It's still monsoon season here when we get plenty of rain and windy weather so the sea is quite furious, rolling in waves. I enjoyed watching the waves coming and going, bringing along the sands and back again releasing them on the shore. The weather wasn't really fine; for awhile, it was drizzling. I wasn't worried about it as I was safe under the shed. It was really amazing being able to appreciate the breath-taking beauty and gazing far at the horizon which to me is mystifying knowing not what lies at the other side.  It's just my fantasy.

My mind flashed back to what I used to do when I was a little girl.  My late father was working at the water pump station quite near to this beach. But the station no longer exists as there is now a bigger and well-equipped station further from the old site. The place where it used to be has been made into a big golf course, acres of it.

My siblings and I used to play on the beach. Like any other kids, we had lots of fun and every day seemed a day filled with joy and freedom to soak up the sun or taking a dip in the sea. While our parents would be near by watching us. Sometimes, my father put out the fishing net and when pulling it in a couple of hours later, we could enjoy our meal of roasted fresh fish. Such was a great time, running around with no worries on mind. It was only during school holidays we could have all the fun. When school re-opened, we had to be back home in the village to be near to school.

Childhood memories, once in awhile they come back and thinking of them makes me smile.

 The three photos here were taken by me and they
appeared in my old posts. This one was taken in the evening.
This is part of the beach where there are rocks.
Sunset at Tanjong Batu Beach, Bintulu.
The LNG tanker at Tanjong Kidurong deep sea port.
Today, the sea isn't as calm as this.
Watching the ripples on the shore, I just couldn't help admiring its beauty. The sounds of the waves seemed to be the music in an orchestra complementing each other and forming such a beautiful sound, one of its kind. All around, casuarina trees were dancing with the breeze, gently swaying and producing another unique sound, as if the breeze was whispering romantic words among the little leaves.

My mind was flying far away, across that blue sea which later crossed over to oceans. I had a beautiful thought and I just wanted to be lost in it, longing it to last forever. It was just a beautiful thought of how great to be able to fly, spreading my wings and gliding over the surface of the sea and oceans leaving behind my worries, my pain, my disappointment ..... which I wished making no return.

I was brought back to reality by the sounds of flipping pages of the novel I brought along. Yes, apart from wanting to see the beach again, I had wanted to have a tranquil moment enjoying the novel I had just bought at the mall. This morning, I bought 4 more books for my collections.
 They are :
 1. the Japanese thriller phenomenon, The Devotion of Suspect X by Keigo Higashino.
 2. Girl, Missing by Sophie McKenzie.
 3. The Private Papers of Eastern Jewel by Maureen Lindley.
 4. The Calligrapher's Daughter by Eugenia Kim.



I was reading the Japanese thriller up to the 40th page when two university students approached me for a short interview on what should be taken on forest conservation at the Similajau National Park here. No,  there wasn't any appointment whatsoever. The two of them were carrying out their research and just randomly interviewed anyone they met at the beach. As a nature lover, I was glad I played my part  by voicing out my opinions and suggestions on how best nature conservation could be carried out for the sake of future generations.

Back to books, I must say they are like the air that I breath; I need them everyday to keep me sane!  It might sound like an exaggeration if I say, I can't go through another day without books. And today, I bought 4 at once because I could buy at a discount price! Apart from that, I'm a member of the Popular book store and that gives me the advantage of buying books at 10% discount.The girl at the counter said it's the end-spring promotion. Well, may be that's the term used to clear the stock. I was thinking we don't have Spring but the usual tropical weather;  rain and shine through out the year though now in the monsoon, it rains almost everyday.

Today, I renewed my membership to enjoy another year of buying books at a discount rate.

Balqis
Jan26'12


**All images taken by yours truly. 

Jan 16, 2012

Passion
















the love, the passion
shimmer under azure sky
thoughts link each other


balqis
Jan16'12


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*My dear readers, I love getting responses from you. You can interpret my Haiku in any way you like. Whatever I write does not necessarily reflect my state of emotion at any point of time.  My writings are in different moods which I regard as exploring into many facets of life.

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Oct 26, 2011

Passion

















A Haiku in mind,
My thought dances on this page,
My love will not die.



Love Haiku,
Balqis
Wee hours of Wednesday
Oct 26th '11



*I was really thinking of writing a Haiku and came up with this one which expresses my love for it. The above image reminds me of Haiku which I feel so close at heart. I will write as long as I could.



Image :  Japanese Kyoto beautiful scene


Sep 5, 2011

Haiku - Unexpectedly




Inspiration comes,
In the stillness of the night,
The keyboard busy.




Haikuing again,
Balqis
Sept 5th '11
Another Monday!




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Aug 11, 2011

Haiku - The Three Pieces


Loneliness
















A little island,
Surrounded by vast ocean,
Loneliness prevails.






A Fate






















So light and fragile,
Like a feather in the wind,
Destiny unknown.







The Constraint

















I want to Haiku,
Haiku's entangled in mind,
Words undelivered.






Conveying in Haiku,
       Balqis
Cool Thursday
 Aug 11th '11





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