Sunday, February 22, 2009

Happy Birthday Jeff!

Yesterday we had a small birthday celebration for Jeff at my place. It was a small gathering, with food provided by my top chef Jean Pierre. :) There was sarawak laksa & whipped potato on toast. I contributed the Bubur chacha but chef Jean Pierre experimented with it, added a tapioca starch balls which made my bubur chacha all starchy at the bottom but still edible. :( Now, he is not allowed to experiment with my desserts. Hmm, have to quality check his experiments first before allowing him to add it into the food. Hehehe!

That aside, I enjoyed the quiet evening with great company. I am glad I could catch up with friends over the weekend. I am happy that you guys are doing well and enjoying life. Take care my friends and happy birthday Jeff. Hope you had a great birthday! Too bad Bawang cannot make it. Get well soon, dearie!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Heaven & Hell by Paulo Coelho

A man, his horse and his dog were traveling down a road. When they were passing by a gigantic tree, a bolt of lightning struck and they all fell dead on the spot.

But the man did not realize that he had already left this world, so he went on walking with his two animals; sometimes the dead take time to understand their new condition...

The journey was very long, uphill, the sun was strong and they were covered in sweat and very thirsty. They were desperately in need of water. At a bend in the road they spotted a magnificent gateway, all in marble, which led to a square paved with blocks of gold and with a fountain in the center that spouted forth crystalline water.

The traveler went up to the man guarding the gate.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning,” answered the man.

“What is this beautiful place?”

“This is heaven.”

“How good to have reached heaven, we’re ever so thirsty.”

“You can come in and drink all you want.”

And the guard pointed to the fountain.

“My horse and my dog are thirsty too.”

“So sorry, but animals aren’t allowed in here.”

The man was very disappointed because his thirst was great, but he could not drink alone; he thanked the man and went on his way. After traveling a lot, they arrived exhausted at a farm whose entrance was marked with an old doorway that opened onto a tree-lined dirt road.

A man was lying down in the shadow of one of the trees, his head covered with a hat, perhaps asleep.

“Good morning,” said the traveler.

The man nodded his head.

“We are very thirsty - me, my horse and my dog.”

“There is a spring over in those stones,” said the man, pointing to the spot. “Drink as much as you like.”

The man, the horse and the dog went to the spring and quenched their thirst. Then the traveler went back to thank the man.

“By the way, what’s this place called?”

“Heaven.”

“Heaven? But the guard at the marble gate back there said that was heaven!”

“That’s not heaven, that’s hell.”

The traveler was puzzled.

“You’ve got to stop this! All this false information must cause enormous confusion!”

The man smiled:

“Not at all. As a matter of fact they do us a great favor. Because over there stay all those who are even capable of abandoning their best friends...”