I laaike It BIG!

ok I meant my handbag? jeeeeez u dirrrty people! Alritey, today I'm playing Miss.Tiggy Taggy and taking up 4 different tags, woohoo! So here I dive in:

The Handbag Tag
Doctor Pri tagged me on this interesting Handbag tag...I'm supposed to empty my handbag infront of all of you *jaw drops in total disbelief*. WOW that's a challenge I tell ya! *wipes instant sweat off her forehead*. Do you really wanna know what this manic chick carries in her handbag? I'm sure you don't but hey I can't help it cos Pri said I'm a lady and all, and that I have to follow the rules of the tag *raises an eyebrow at Pri*. Aha Pri! So here I go, read at you rown risk. *sounds of a handbag being emptied follows*

click...clack...ding...boink...trrrr...thud...rrrtttt...crink crink..shlshshs...cranketttyankettiiyank!

*Cell phone
*iPod
*Wallet
*A hankie
*Small pack of Kleenex facial tissues
*A mini bottle of Eau Belle Azzaro perfume
*A pen
*A mini address book
*A pair of sunglasses
*A pack of Nurofen (to be taken when male monkeys give me a headache)
*A Train pass
*LatteLush lipstick
*Eyeliner pencil
*A small mirror (incase a hunk decides to show up on my path)
*A safety pin (incase the need arises to prick someone to death)
*Hair clips
*Hair bands
*Lid of the perfume bottle (just noticed it's separated from the bottle)
*Keys
*A pack of Mentos mints
*A Rosary (to bring oglers back to life when they nearly pass out)
*Censored censored censored!


It's official, I'm a serial Handbag offender! I can't help it, I need all of those items in my handbag, so yeah my poor handbag has to cop it. That's why I like it BIG. ;-) And if any thief is planning to steal my bag, well here's a tip that will come handy to ya: One of those items listed above has a secret microchip identifier (programmed by this geeky chick) attached to it, which identifies the holder of the item by one's fingerprints and if it's not Keshi's fingerprints, the item sprays Anthrax on you as soon as you touch it! *terrrain terrrain DANGER DANGER!* So you need alot of luck and prayers before trying to steal my bag ok! *fakes an innocent smile*. Thanks Pri it was good fun doing this tag! :)



The Love Tag
Now to another sweetie pie who tagged me on a cool Love-link tag. Veenz darling tagged me on this one and I'm supposed to spread the love aha! The Love-link Tag is supposedly a Love game where you have to tag 10 people in one post (which apparently proves that you love them..yeah right Veenz LOL!) but there is no actual limit (you can tag more if you want). Once tagged, you have to copy paste the link in this post and make the list grow. So here it goes:

BennyLiew, RamblingMoo, Mum & Kids In Wonderland, Judelittle, Our mini blogsphere, Rooms in My Heart, http://janiceng.blogspot.com/, ChinNee, Jo-N, LadyJava's Lounge, Strange but True, Mariuca's Perfume Gallery,Meet Uncle J-Uncle J, Farah,aNgRiAniWoRLd,How’s Life Bout,The Three Heroes, Ceedy, Veena (the cupcake who tagged me), Keshi, (You continue here)...

So here are the people who receive my Love:

All of you. Told ya I like it BIG...big love I mean urrrrrrg!

*if I'm to list all the names of my friends here, Blogger will definitely crash*

MWAH I LOVE YA ALL! And thanks Veenz for the Love!

The Eight Tag
And now to another tag that sweet Pavi tagged me on...it's about 8 things. So here I go:

8 Things I’m Passionate About

- Music
- Expressing (writing, blogging, speaking, listening)
- Individuality
- Feelings and memories
- Laughter
- Beach
- Dancing
- Living on edge


8 Things I want to do before I die

- Live, not just exist
- Do something BIG on charity
- Realise the meaning of my life
- Reach out to someone who never felt love
- Write a Will
- Grow old to see how it feels to be frail and helpless
- Reach to a point where I don't mind leaving my car behind and dying lol!
- Slap a Baboon (an ogling loser man that is!)


8 Words (terms) I say often

- Oh My God!
- Shit
- What the fuck!
- No kidding!
- Are ya serious?
- Aha!
- Spot on!
- Mofo (short for motherfucker)


8 Songs I could listen to over and over again
(there are much more than just 8 but yeah, bloody 8!)

- Fade To Black by Metallica
- Sultans Of Swing by Dire Straits
- Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd
- Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana
- Knocking On Heaven's Door by Eric Clapton
- November Rain by GNR
- Hotel California by Eagles
- Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen


8 Books I’ve read recently

I have long left my BookWorm days...all I read these days is Blogs.


8 Things that attract me to my Dear Friends

- The beauty of the heart
- A good sense of humor
- An ability to look past silly mistakes (i.o.w. just don't be a broody Biyatch/Bastard!)
- Self-respect as much respect for individuality
- Pretenders, egoists and trespassers are not allowed in my life
- An ability to look into my eyes and tell me the truth
- Unconditional friendship factor
- An ability to reconnect on the same level even after years of being apart


Told ya, I like it BIG, even in friendship department. That's why I don't have many friends...I have lost many losers - lol I'm supposed to lose losers right? I have only 2 close friends in real. And they'll be there for life, I know that for sure. Thanks Pavi for tagging me on that..made me think alot.

The Song Tag
WOW another tag..the final one, I promise. :) I love this one and cutie pie Silvara tagged me on this one.

Rules of the tag: Various situations are given. You have to come up with a song (or a couple) that aptly describe those situations in YOUR life (eg:Situation : Song). So here I go:


Opening credits: Here comes the hot stepper by Ini Kamoze (I'm such a brag but you already know that!)

Waking up: It's a beautiful day by U2

Average day: Tequila sunrise by Eagles

First date: I could fall in love by Selena

Falling in love: Take my breath away by Berlin

Love Scene: Power of love by Jennifer Rush

Fight Scene: You know you're right by Nirvana

Breaking up: I will survive by Gloria Gaynor

Getting back together: WTF am I doing with ya again? by Keshi. Just kidding!
I don't wanna miss a thing by Aerosmith

Secret love: Need you tonight by INXS

Life’s ok: Feel by Robbie Williams

Mental Breakdown: Lithium by Nirvana

Driving: One way ticket by Eruption

Learning a lesson: Foolish games by Jewel

Deep thought: Man who sold the world by Nirvana

Flashback: When I need you by Leo Sayer

Partying: Let's get loud by JLo

Happy Dance: Now I can dance by Tina Arena

Regretting: Everybody hurts by REM

Long night alone: In the air tonight by Genesis

Death Scene: November rain by Guns N Roses

Closing Credits: The Reason by Hoobastank (my ultimate funeral song)


What a BIG post from the Meanest Cat in old Sydney town ;-)

Anybody who wishes to take up these tags may do so. Have a good day guys, and thanks for reading!

Current Music: Ma Baker by BoneyM

Greener On The Other Side?

Somethings that some people often tell me, give birth to a sea of deep thoughts in me. They tell me somethings like this: 'Keshi you are happier than many people, you are so lucky, you love yourself alot and you got it all going'. Am I? Do I? I can gladly say I try hard to be happy amidst the mess my life is, that I'm lucky cos I brought my own luck to myself, that I love myself alot cos if I don't who will, that I've got it all going cos I worked hard to be where I am today, and also cos it takes very little to keep me satisfied. You know how we look at other people's lives and think to ourselves 'wow I wish I had her/his career, looks, attitude, r'ship, house, car, humor' etc etc. And we always think that the grass is greener on the other side. Well it really isn't greener on the other side. Just that you don't see all the hard work they must have put into getting there, all the problems they may have faced, all the battles they may have fought, all the things that they may still be missing in their lives that you may really have, all the lonely tears that they may be shedding at night, all the strength and courage they may be carrying to overlook life's blows and just get on with it putting on a brave face...I'm sure alot of us don't see all that...we just see their outer glimmer and we think 'gee wow I wish God gave me that!'. The truth is, they may be thinking the same about you, looking at some aspects in your life that they may not have. It's human nature to always compare and weigh the goodness in each others' lives. But the truth is every one of us is missing something in our lives. And everyone of us has something that another don't have. One may have riches but may not have love...another may have a great marriage but may not have a good career...another may have a good education and a great career but may not have good looks...another may have good looks but may not have peace of mind...another may have everything but no loved-ones to share that with...another may have all her/his loved ones but she/he may be dying from a terminal illness...and the list goes on and on. No one is having a picture-perfect life out there..it just seems like it...that's all. The grass is not greener on the other side...just that we don't see all that they may have been through/going through to get where they are, and just that we don't see what they might be missing in their lives too. It's just an illusion that we see through the skewed window of our ever-hungry souls.


Alot of people who read my blog may think I'm such a positive chick, a girl who has a fantastic life and who got so lucky in many ways (I hear that all the time). But hell nah guys! You don't wanna know the shit I have been/am/will be going through in this life. I don't want to go into details of my private life and some stuff that you don't know...if you hear about it, some of you may actually be very surprised with my generally cheerful attitude amidst the chaos that my life is. What if I tell you I'm dying? Not that it's the truth...but it may be true too, who knows. I just want you to realise that there are so many things in a person's life that we don't see in a glance or two. And I'm not the type who crave for sympathy either - I'm too stubborn for that. So I'd like to remain the generally-happy KESHI until my last breath...I wanna keep her happy cos she made me and alot of others happy too. All I can say is I've had a pretty good AND a pretty bad life. And that's the case with everyone on this Earth isn't it? Life is like a basket of sweet fruits and sour fruits...you just have to taste them both whether you like it or not. Yes I agree that some people are blessed with more sweet fruits than sour fruits in their basket, but no one can escape life's bitter experiences and finally death...that's common to all of us. And personal grief/problems can never be compared. i.o.w. no 2 lives can ever be compared no matter what...and we should never compare either. We just have to learn to see the Green on OUR side. Just be happy with what you've got and make the most of it. You may wonder what the hell I'm doing here with taking glam pics and putting them up here, doing crazy stuff, laughing forever like a nutter, shopping like a hungry Biyatch, listening to music til I fall asleep, trying to reach out to everyone, being a super manic blog dudette etc etc. That's cos I'm just trying hard to keep myself happy, trying hard to get lucky, trying hard to love myself and others, and trying hard to get it all going for me. Cos no one else can do it for me, right?

It seems that as we grow older, we just get greedier and needier. Along with a rising height and age, our appreciation of the simple life seem to be shortening. We just need more and more, and cos of that we become miserable. So the next time you see someone and think to yourself 'WOW she/he is so lucky unlike me'...remember, the grass is NOT always greener on the other side...it just seems like it...that's all. The grass is both green and not-so-green on both sides of the fence. Let the dry and the brown grass on YOUR side die and make room for new shoots of love and hope. Cos both the sun and the rain will come to your side of the fence too, if you notice. Just concentrate on YOUR Green and you shall be at peace. Life is short so appreciate YOUR life, not someone else's...and that someone else could be going through a hell that you can't even see. So be happy with YOURSELF, love YOUR life, bring YOUR own luck to YOU, and get it all going for YOU! Cos only YOU can do it for YOU.

And the Flying Kissee of the day is...

This post is dedicated to my dearest friend Swati. She's a brilliant writer who puts alot of deep emotions into neat little verses in her blog. Please check out her blog when you can cos she's hidden talent that needs recognition...a deep mind that needs to be brought to light...a beautiful soul that needs to be seen and associated by many. I read her posts and often wonder how talented some people in this world are, and how beautifully they can put some deepest emotions into brilliant writings. It's a rare skill that she has. And I feel that Swati is able to do that cos she may have really experienced the harshness of life...the bitter fruits of life...yet she continues to march ahead, learning from those experiences and teaching us all too with her fantastic writing. She's someone who doesn't check the color of the grass on the other side of the fence..she just gets on with the Green on her side. So I wanna let Swati know how much she means to me and how much I appreciate her being in my life. She's not only a great philosopher and a teacher of life to me, but also a wonderful and loving friend...a genuine one. I admire her simple beauty...something that drew me to her when I first found her blog. So Swati, MWACKKKZ! Dija feel it hun? :). This Hindi song (a fav of mine) is especially for ya sweetz...I love this movie too cos it shows that even through your darkest miseries in life you can rise and shine...even melt a stone and set an example to others. With this I'm sending alot of love to New Delhi all the way from Sydney...enjoy it hun, it's your day! Gawwwd Im so in love with Udit Narayan's voice, I wanna marry him! humko humise chura lo...dil mein kahin tum chupa lo...


Current Music: Humko Hamise by Lata Mangeshkar and Udit Narayan, from the Hindi movie Mohabbatein (with English subs)

Te Quiero Enviar Una Postal

Iron baby iron!
















Is my hair behaving now?

Look in the mirror to see how long my hair is now!















Ready to perv!

Wooshhhhh I'm in THE saree, wait I'm getting my camera ready guys!















hmmm what say ha?
















Something missing?
















Ofcourse the bindi!

O nos she's back to her Pirate hairstyle!
















Practising some LOOKS on the mirror aha!

Vain Biyatch get over it!

No not until I show off a little bit more you pervette!

Do ya like my necklace?
















This one's especially for Sourish cos he wanted to see me in Saree!















From my table...before the lights were dimmed...















Ok no more pics, let's get loud people, in JLo style!

Yes I survived the party and I'm back with a massive hangover guys! Thanks so much for your wonderful tips and gift ideas! Yes girls, as you can see I wore the green and blue saree (though the Green seems like Yellow in some pics cos of the lighting). As for the gift, we got him 2 formal shirts (Maddox and Blaq). I'm sure he'll love it cos he's the kind who goes to parties all the time. I couldn't take many pics of the entire party/crowd cos I was too busy talking to people, me caught up in the party mood, watching the fantastic video presentation of the b'day boy's 21 years that his sweet sis did, the beautiful Bollywood dance his sis performed for the crowd, listening to speeches made by his cute friends, me sipping red wine, laughing, perving hopelessly, taking censored pics of us girls, looking at cute guys who were around 21yrs lol!, dancing, shaking my booty to this very song and other great dance numbers (I felt funny dancing to Lambada in the saree though), enjoying gourmet food, eyeing some hot chicks' outfits and pretty shoes, watching some teenage guys doing some great Hiphop and Funk dancing etc etc. There was a creepy guy staring at me from across the table the entire night. He couldn't take his eyes off me even when I was on the dance floor. It looked like my boobs and ass got his eye balls out - God help him please. And there was this other guy who out of nowhere came and took the seat next to me (when a friend of mine got up to speak to someone else) to have his dinner...LOL! And he was sweating a bit and another friend of our's asked him why he's sweating. And he goes 'Maybe cos I'm sitting next to a hot chick'. urrrrrg was that a pickup line? OK brother! *rolling eyes*. Lighting was done on a dim, candle-lit, cosy note so party pics didn't come out that great. So these pics that I put up were taken ESPECIALLY FOR YOU while I got ready to go to the party. I was thinking of ALL of you every minute cos you guys took part in this too and helped me with getting ready for it etc. As you can see, I'm not much of a Makeup chick...I just do my hair, don the clothes, some simple jewellery, very light lipstick and off I go. I hope I got the Indian (the party theme) look though hehe. Anyways a big THANK YOU and a massive MWAH to my sweetest friends on Earth who are with me everywhere I go! Life is meant to be big fun, so enjoy life, do what you wanna do, say what you wanna say, go where you wanna go...just do it!

PS: Find out the meaning of this post's title that's in Spanish, especially for ya! And tell me which pic you like the best.


Current Music: Lambada by Kaoma

Birthday Bitch

Dudes and dudettes, I have a massive Weekend coming up this time. Saturday night I have to go to a 21st bday party (dinner and dance) to be held in a grand hall with 200+ guests! Can ya believe that now? I never knew people took their 21st b'day so seriously. My 21st was a very low key event. I got a cake for my work mates (they got a cake for me too hehe), butchered it, ate it and went to sleep - yeah boring. Also the Invitation for this guy's b'day party was a 6-page booklet, with pics of him since he was a baby, poems, dedications etc etc. My mum, sis and I were quite amused by that pretty unique Invitation 'booklet', and I asked mum why she didnt do all that for my 16th or the 21st *in total bitchy-n-whingy-daughter style ya know, just to annoy her*. She said 'o well if I raised you 2 with this kinda luxury then I don't think you'd be home this late at night sitting next to me'. LOL great answer mum! Well to each his own, but I think throwing such a huge party for your kid's 21st is just a show and a total waste of money. Don't get me wrong, I aint jealous...just that I'm a simple person when it comes to such events. I have already told my mum that if/when (a big IF that is) I get married (IF it ever happens in this life), it would be a very low key event...near the beach, just family and very close friends only. Tell me, what did you do on your 21st b'day? (btw this first pic is a real 21st bday cake for a guy).

Damnnnn I'd feel 'old' being at a 21st bday party with alot of chattery youngsters including teenagers, but hey I'm not that old ok ;-). And there's gonna be alot of people in my age group (close friends of our's) as well as as mums and dads too, for my mum's company that is hehe. And there's a theme too. Since the b'day boy is of Curry decent (Aussie slang for Sri Lankans/Indians), the theme they have chosen is 'Indian'. Couldn't they have chosen something different for a change! *rolling eyes*. But there's gonna be alot of Aussies too, hence the Curry theme I guess. So that means I have to wear something Indian...a saree perhaps, and most of my friends told me they were gonna wear the saree too. I have a pretty Apple green and Sky blue georgette saree with a sleeveless top...also I have a beautiful Red one with Silver threadwork and a traditional sleeved top. So which one girls? And remember it's an evening event. Either way I'm gonna freeze to death in a saree cos it's bloody cold here at the moment *imagines herself dead in a saree on the front page of Sydney Morning Herald*. What were they thinking ha! o well, I'd just pretend I'm warm and keep smiling and talking, until someone would have to come and break the icicles on my body before I pass out in Hypothermia. Rescue me guys!

There was another 21st b'day party supposed to have been held last week, that later got cancelled. That was one of my cousins' 21st, and can you believe her theme was 'Arabian Nights'. And she said that no one would be allowed in if they didn't follow the theme, including old aunts and uncles. And I asked her what if I dressed like a Date (eating dates)? LOL! Thank God it got cancelled cos I refuse to be dressed as Genie or a Camel and drive a car! Imagine the horror I'd face with total embarassment if I got stopped by cops for breath-testing...cops finding a Genie or one big giant Date or a Camel on the wheel? I'm sure I'd be arrested on the basis of looking super dumb and ofcourse for crying!

btw I have no idea what I should get for the b'day boy. He's 21 ofcourse, of Curry decent, tall, dark, handsome, loves music, has his own car, very friendly, polite, goes to Uni, has more than what a 21yr old needs in life, talks endlessly on his mobile fone with God knows who! Would that be enough for you to suggest a gift idea? :). Yeah I know, that leaves me with nothing to give him. Hey have a good one guys!

Current Music: Genie In A Bottle By Christina Aguilera

On Your Mark, Get Set, Go?

WARNING: Some images in this post may cause distress to some viewers!

Following is a list of things that make me very sad, especially when the people involved are educated, able and supposedly-sensible people.

**When people give high importance to just one language

Ashu's recent post about 'respecting Hindi' in comparison to other regional languages in India (cos Hindi is the National language of India), really raised some interesting thoughts in my mind. What is Language? To me, it's a means of Communicating, nothing more nothing less. You may speak Hindi, English, Tamil, French, Sinhalese, Spanish, Urdu etc etc but no one should be asked to respect/learn/speak/understand one particualr language over others, just cos it's the national language of your country? I say that's bullshit arrogance, false pride and selfishness. Why should one language be given more importance than the other? Let people learn, speak, write whatever they were born into, whatever they want to...not what some strong nationalists want them to. Besides, what about the deaf and mute people? What language do you think they should 'folllow' and 'respect'? And what about the older folks who cannot easily learn a new language? I find it mind-numbingly shocking when people make such ruthless statements. Even Sign language is beautiful...so is Hindi...and so is English etc etc. Let us not make Language a reason to kill each other now (as if we don't have enough shit to deal with in this world). Please guys, get over your national pride, get over your obsession with your mothertongue...love it but don't look down upon other languages. All languages should be equally admired and respected.

Language is used to communicate, not to feel superior.

**When people look down upon other skin colors

Why do some people think that their skin color is the 'highest' of all shades? Humans migrated from many parts of the world to many other places, and respective climates changed our appearances, such as skin color, hair color etc. So what makes you think that the color of your skin is a God-given sign of Superiority? If that's the case then, different skin-colored people should have different skills. What say? Sadly for you, we are all ONE no matter what. We all have a pair of eyes, ears, a head, a pair of hands and legs etc and we all feel the same emotions...and we all have the SAME capacity to reach the highest of human abilities! No skin color has been given special mental/physical privileges. So get out of your rainbow dream and come down to Earth please! Cos in the end, this is what happens to all of us and we all look like this inside too (see pic).

Black or White, we all shit from the same end!

**When people 'protect' their Religion with guns

What is Religion? To me it's a set of beliefs based on your own upbringing, culture, personality etc. I don't have one particular religion, I respect all faiths and I pick the best teachings of all of them. I only have a way of life that I follow. I come from a Hindu and a Buddhist background, I went to a Methodist school, my best friend is a Muslim girl and I hang out with many people from many different backgrounds. If you're so desperate to guard your Religion with weapons and blast anybody who questions your religion, what's the use of your Religion mate? What good has it really taught you? Does your Religion teach you to blow up people? Wow, what a super nice Religion then! *rolling eyes*

If your religion is so great, nothing/nobody should affect you.

**When people draw mental borders in the name of patriotism

What is so great about countries? That they are all different, yes. But what's so great about hard-core Patriotism? Nothing. You may fight for your land, scream and cry, die for it even, kill others for it, but in the end your country isn't gonna die for you. It just sits in it's place on this Globe, it doesn't move an inch even. It just does it's job by being there on the map and enjoying it's own existence. You become the fool. If you really love your country, do something good for it..something productive...not something violent and certainly not something that embarasses your own land. Don't be blinded by patriotism that you forget humanity. Look at this pic of an American soldier in Iraq, carrying the dead body of an Iraqi baby boy...this soldier is showing true humanity here, not patriotism. Cos no matter what you try to do, humanity creeps in...especially if you have a heart.

True patriotism should break mental walls and erase all emotional borders.

**When a whole country is being labeled as 'racist'

I have seen so many people, even in Blogville, branding an entire country as 'racist'. During Aussie/India Cricket series, all Aussies were termed racists, sadly. Some called all Aussies idiots. And I have often seen all Sri Lankans being labeled as racists cos of the on-going Sinhalese and Tamil war in Sri Lanka. It's very wrong to generalise an entire nation as racists based on few people's callous and stupid acts. I say people who brand an entire nation as racist are the real racists. We have to try and understand each person from what he/she has to say..not from what someone else has to say. Look at this pic...it's a pic of 2 Bondi Beach life-savers in Aus...an Aussie chick and an Aussie Lebanese chick. How beautiful and loving some individuals can be towards each other!

Communities/lands aren't racist, individuals are.

**When anything Western is seen as Vulgar

Recently few favorite blogs of mine had some great posts about Cheerleaders in Cricket matches held in India, and the angry reaction from some Indians calling it 'vulgar' and culturally 'inappropriate'. Now I can understand why some Indians would react that way, cos Cheerleading is new to most of them. But what baffles me is this. Doesn't Bollywood dancing with gyrating, highly sexual body movements come from India? Didn't Kama Sutra come from India? I'm sure many Indians love Bollywood movies and enjoy them too. Nothing wrong with that and I like them too. But the moment something Western is introduced, everyone screams 'vulgar'! How strange. To me it's total ignorance and false pride. That's all. People need to get over their fake beliefs and realise that this is life...men, women, love, lust, sex etc etc. It's all a part of life. It's how you can handle it that really matters.

Don't try to deny the real things in life.

**When people never give up on hatred

There's an on-going War (for the last 25yrs) in Sri Lanka...my motherland. The Sinhalese and the Tamils are killing each other over a piece of land in that bloody tiny country. In Sri Lanka, linguistic rights of Tamils have been a key source of conflict, which has paved the way for the civil war and Tamil insurgency. Sadly, this war never seem to end...it has now reached to a level where the LTTE (Tamil Separatists) aren't asking for any linguistic rights anymore, they are now asking to divide the nation and run separate governmets. Neither of them want to give into each other, so there's a raging battle between the SL Army and the terrorists, killing many people every single day. The root of all this is hatred and sense of superiority. Why can't people just stop and see what can be done to help each other than go on a killing-spree for 25yrs? I find it very difficult to understand how a war can go on for that long without a single sign of peace. I lost 2 of my dear uncles (both senior Police officers) to this war as well. This is a pic of a weeping father holding his innocent baby boy's body (killed by a landmind), all cos of a stupid war!

Sometimes you've just got to stop on your tracks and let the other person win.

When I see such people and hear their words, witness their behavior and the results of their heartless acts, all I see is a Power Struggle... a blood-spilling race to be the First! All of us want to be right, want to be supreme, the best, the most admired, the most powerful etc etc...and that's the root of all problems in this world, and many innocents have to pay the heaviest price cos of few arrogant people. If no one else is asking you to live your life their way, then why don't you stop asking them to live their life your way? Grow up people, live and let live! You're not gonna take your language, country, skin color, race etc etc with you when you die. You just die.


Current Music: Supreme by Robbie Williams

Dancer For Money

I saw this true story on Oprah about a woman who shot her partner to death after realising that he was having a sexual relationship with her 15yr old daugher (her only child from her first marriage) behind her back. Both the woman and the man were in their late thirties when this happened. The woman was convicted of murder, jailed for few years, but was later released. Basically he betrayed the trust they had in each other. Worse, the person he chose to do it with was her own teen daughter. It must have been traumatising for this woman to come to terms with the whole scenario. Trust is a very sacred element of any relationship. Once it's broken, it cannot be glued without showing the ugly cracks that will haunt you for life.

And now to another similar story. Last night when I went home after work, my mum updated me about a dear friend of our's...she and her husband are constantly bickering at each other, fighting etc. They have 2 young kids. Besides, it's been happening over their entire marriage, that's 10yrs. They recently built a beautiful mansion ($2.5 million worth) and moved in...but the constant fighting and calling the Police hasn't stopped. It's actually a shame...I don't know who's fault it really is, but all I can say is it takes two hands to clap...and there wont be smoke without a fire. They are both my good mates so I don't wanna take sides either. But what I can't understand is why my friend S (the woman) is putting herself through this? She has every right and freedom to end the marriage, so does he. But neither of them wants to do it. I don't get it. She told me it's also for financial reasons (he owns the house, cars etc)...and another day she told me that it's cos of her kids that she wont leave, cos she wants the kids to grow up in a house with both the parents and all the entitlements (the riches and the comforts). She's a Uni educated woman herself, working part-time and earning her own money.

But does she honestly think that her kids are growing up in a safe and sane enviornment? I don't think so! Watching mum and dad prowl on each other every other day is certainly not how a 3yr old and a 7yr old should grow up. Who am I to say it..you may ask. Well, I may not be married, I may not have my own kids yet but I do have something call 'intelligent' judgement. I do have something called 'sensible' decision-making skills. I do have something call 'dignity'. To me, my dignity/self-respect is far more important than living under the same roof with a daily war of clashing egoes that's lasted years. To me, my kids' mental stability would be far more important than having a violent and arrogant father next to them which is actually worse than having no father. I will never trade my dignity for a fancy house, a flash car, a broken home with sad kids just for the sake of having a family. Nothing can buy my grace - if it happens, it would be over my dead body. Fuck the money, houses and social stigma followed by a separation. I'm not a dancer for money...I'm not a dancer for others...I don't dance to your tune. I'm a dancer of my soul, for myself, for my music. I'd even go dwell in a hut and survive on social security if I had to, just to bring up my children in a real environment, to preserve my dignity, to LIVE. Let them eat bread, let them wear rags if they had to, let them have no pool parties, let them lose their riches...but please don't let my kids lose their Dignity! What my friend does to her kids is unforgiveable. One day those kids are gonna grow up into disturbed adults who's got no idea what self-respect is. They are gonna crawl and hide behind a protective shield each time they are faced with a challenge...they are gonna be bought easily...cos their own parents damaged their dignity long time ago.

How much does your dignity/self-respect mean to you? Tell me, how much $$ is your dignity worth? Would you even kill for it? My dignity is priceless, and it's not for sale. And yes I would even kill (even myself) for my dignity, if I had to. And I'm not afraid to die or go to jail knowing I didn't sell myself.

Current Music: Private Dancer by Tina Turner

Boobs 'R' Us!

Warning: BEWARE! This post may cause severe drowsiness, brutal itchiness, shocking ants-in-my-pants kinda tantrums and sudden memory loss that's finally followed by Cardiac arrest to Men who are obsessed with Breasts!

Men are often 'troubled' (in a sedated way) and get easily 'distracted' (in a hopeless way) by a pair of fleshy milk bottles called Breasts *rolling eyes*. Men are designed to be attracted to boobs, only God knows why so don't ask them questions - apparently it's genetic design *God must have been high on Whisky when he designed Men*. I'm a DD (femininity-jumping-out-of-her-top kinda woman - not overly but enough to get most men dizzy) hence I get alot of 'attention' from males when Im out and about. Some men are decent enough to just 'scan' through the corner of their eyes without really being obvious *unfortunately for them I still can spot them boob-spotting*. It's not so bad though cos these men know how to look and how not to look. Some men basically talk to the boobs. It's as if they have already 'Vodafoned' my boobs - as if they are some sort of communication network! And there are massive Boobiologists who just can't help ogling as if they have just been cross-eyed to death by a strong 'sighting' *I can see their eyes immediately starting to rotate like a ceiling fan*. Their heads suddenly take a sharp left/right turn (depending on where the 'chesty' woman is) to fully 'indulge' in what they just witnessed. It's as if they just saw something outta this world...more like they have just been knocked out by a Boobionic shock wave *slaps them hard!*. I do feel sorry for these blokes cos some of them are actually driving a vehicle while they do this *danger danger!*. Keeping a'breast' of road rules while Driving is very important my dear men. Boobs are beautiful yes...admire them...compliment them if you must...go home and grab your woman's boobs, rent her cleavage if you must, camp in there a whole year I don't care...but please don't stare at them so much that the next vehicle you drive ends up being a coffin, or your next stop ends up being the local mortuary. Don't let boobs become your booby trap ok! Boob-spot safely and sensibly :). Cos we do care about you Men - after all who can give us babies other than you *wonders if men remain babies all their lives dreaming about clinging onto momma's boobs*.....*'aww's in mock mode*. Anyways, Boobs R Us and united we stand, errr stick? sit? ok, hang! This post shall be the Holy Boob Treatment that cures all men on Earth! May Saint BooBob protect ya from all fatal distractions. May God breastss you! Men and women, please share with me your booby stories/jokes/incidents. Thanks! btw, watch this video version of 'you sexy thing' if you can...it's too funny. Some men are like the mouse in this video craving for it's 'cheese' when they see Breasts LOL!

Current Music: You Sexy Thing by Hot Chocolate (dancing mouse version)

I'm Keeping My Baby!

Man I wanna wet my hair and look 'this' if/when I spot my next hunk! (does this mean keeping a bucket of water ready in my car?)

I feel so natural, just like Cleopatra outta her milky bath!

Just ironed my hair to make it lool like it got a new cut..aha there are 'ways' hunny!


Thanks all for your expert advice on a new haircut in my last post, I really appreciate all your great suggestions! The top 2 pics were taken today after washing my hair and I thought to myself...I can't cut my long hair...no I cant get rid of my natural wavyness...and I don't wanna shorten the layers, not yet....don't wanna color my natural black hair either...don't want this, don't want that! So yeah Keshi, leave it you hairy biyatch! I'm keeping my baby. Atleast until it grows beyond my control. Give us your blessings right now wont ya, cos we are in love, yes me and my hair that is! ;-).


Current Music: Papa Don't Preach by Madonna

Days Of Our LIES

DISCLAIMER: Main topic is in the 2nd half of the post.

Fringe Benefits
Many of you have seen this photo before *yawns*. This pic was taken straight after my first 'bangy' haircut last year (I used to have normal boring hair with no sexy bangs on my forehead). Looks fresh and bouncy ha? I love haircuts...cos it makes me feel like a whole new person...atleast for few days. This long weekend I'm gonna get a haircut...give me some hairy tips wont ya now? I'm bored with the same style...so pour in some hot new hairstyle ideas girls and boys. *waits impatiently*. btw my hair has grown very long at the back and it looks a bit mismanaged..almost like a Swami ji getting ready for the forest *om sounds follow*. So yeah, without making it too short, I wanna get a new look...I wanna feel 'new' for goddsakes! *wish I could sneak back into mum's womb and be reborn again*

Talking about bangs (fringe), they come with alot of benefits. I don't have a big forehead but for people with big foreheads, the bangs beautifully and cleverly hide it. Also, bangs add a sexy, youngish and cool look to the face, if you think you're getting older *winks*. Another benefit of bangs is you can hide your perving eyes underneath them oyess! I do that all the time. When I spot a hunky specimen sent by God when he's high on beer, I call my bangs to the rescue before I start passing quick hidden glances at his cute butt, juicy lips, manly arms and chest *FYI more undisclosed body parts include in this list*. Man he'd have no idea! Also, bangs make you relaxed about styling your hair when you walk out the door...your hair doesn't have to be neatly combed and tied, the bangs give you a messy yet posh look by default. So you can just get outta bed and get in the car just like that LOL! So yeah, bang it babeh. btw the current length of my hair is quite like this swami ji's (see pic). So yeah, don't forget to rescue me from attaining Nirvana - gimme some hairy tips now.


Liar Liar Tongue On Fire!
Now to the main topic of this post...apparently we humanbeings tell about 5 fibs (could be more) every single day, even without realising it. Yes, I read it in a research article about Lies and that theory somehow sounded very familiar hehehe. It don't mean big cheating horrible lies, but little white lies ya know. Such as, when somebody asks you 'How r u?' you may say 'I'm fine, thanks' when you're really not ok. Another one would be when your partner asks 'Do you think I'm good in bed', you may say 'yes hunny ur great!' when actually he/she's revolting in bed...you just don't wanna hurt his/her feelings, as simple as that. Also, when a friend asks you 'do I look fat in this?', you might say 'nooo u look so slim and sexy' when in real she may not. So yeah, get the drift? We all know this is true, that we tell fibs just to get by. If you don't tell fibs, then you would have to have attained Nirvana by now (what are you doing in blogs btw?) *mocks worshipping gestures*. So admit it mate, and think of how many fibs you tell per day in general. I'm quite a fibber in that sense..cos I hide alot of true feelings and just nod my head or keep quiet, just to keep the peace. Even silence can be a method of lying just cos you don't wanna say the truth. It can even be a survival mechanism. And sometimes I just can't be bothered telling the truth. You know, I don't like sympathy and I don't wanna be asked too many questions either. So yeah, we all lie for similar yet different specific reasons. The most shocking lie I've ever told someone is to myself and about everything being ok. I know that though everything is ok, yet everything isn't ok (referring to my life here, not your's, so shhhhh...I don't need a lecture now). But I cling to 'everything is ok' even though it's just a great illusion...sometimes it's good to live by an illusion just to breathe...and life is an illusion anyways - a fantastic one though :). So yeah, that's the biggest fib of my life...ironical ha!

So now I wanna ask you all a question:

**What's the most shocking fib you've ever told someone just to keep the peace?

Go for it my fellow fibbers! Dying, lying, prying, flying and crying to know.

*HUGZ* and Happy ANZAC Day to all my Aussie mates here! Have a good one this long weekend and hey duncha get in any frisky trouble now - fib all you can though, pretend all you know, cos what else do we really do well ha :-). And another fringe benefit...I can hide myself behind it. Play it safe, see yaz!


Current Music: Everybody's Fool by Evanescence