Wednesday, January 04, 2017. Your blue waves welcome me,. That caress wet sands of white and gold. A touch of rain and seawater. The lover waiting in the rain. Let the wind carry your voice. Over colored walls now white again. And whisper of the past. Your waves are now a roar. Of voices distant and faint. And lonely as the moon. Yet the voices do not reach me. It comes only as a whisper, faint and dying.

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Wednesday, 2 January 2013. I stopped blogging on 17th December, 2010 and I am trying to write again, and this is new. That was the downside for 2012. I promised Mr Lai, I will settle it because he is a nice guy. I hope that tomorrow at the office, things will be better. Happy New Year! But what gave .

Forget not that the Earth delights to feel your bare feet and the Wind longs to play with your hair - Kahlil Gibran. A trip to Bandung, Indonesia. On the 26th March, Repin and I were off to Bandung by Air Asia. This trip had been planned since last year- in late August when Air Asia had a sale. We only paid for the flight over, the return flight was free! Later we went to the Daun, a restaurant that specialises in local delicacies set amidst lush greenery, complete with man made streams and even a waterf.