Thursday, September 07, 2006

lovingly


sunset_national day 2006.JPG
Originally uploaded by lekowala.
These are the moments that cannot be bought. I am rich (Ladybug's words echo in my ears). The words ring true for me and jen. We've never been materially rich and we just shared how many choices we made in life were the same since our childhood. They were almost always stupid choices, well stupid to most other people. But I guess that is my judgement. In this day and age, less is more and more is less.

A priest once preached that Heaven begins now. I must say that I have had many of these moments where I just felt that the existence we have, thought fleeting, compared to eternity is one where we must treasure enjoy and store... where moths and rust do not destroy.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

lovingly


sunset_national day 2006.JPG
Originally uploaded by lekowala.
These are the moments that cannot be bought. I am rich (Ladybug's words echo in my ears). The words ring true for me and jen. We've never been materially rich and we just shared how many choices we made in life were the same since our childhood. They were almost always stupid choices, well stupid to most other people. But I guess that is my judgement. In this day and age, less is more and more is less.

A priest once preached that Heaven begins now. I must say that I have had many of these moments where I just felt that the existence we have, thought fleeting, compared to eternity is one where we must treasure enjoy and store... where moths and rust do not destroy.

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Gandhi Book by Romain Rolland


Finally finished this book by Romain Rolland, who was described as a "teacher, pacifist and loner". Its taken so long thanks to marking.... &$#$@%^. Finally I am finding some semblance of the tranquil and quiet that was with this short break... but fleetingly. Reading reminds me of saying the Rosary which I used to do on a regular basis despite being an angsty pundeh of an adolescent. I guess its meditative and good for my lousy attention span. But its a tough balance to meet these days. Got two small rowdy kids and a pile of marking to do... and daily as well.


The picture above shows them talking. Gandhi had gone to visit Romain in his home at Switzerland.

Bought this at the Chennai Airport on the way back. The shopkeeper saw me looking at one Gandhi book and before I knew it he brought out a pile of books on him smilingly. Its by Romain Rolland (1924). There's a nice little paragraph at the end refering to India's quest for home rule, probably phrased by Tagore.

"We must emancipate man from the meshes he has woven around him, free him from the organisations of national selfishness. We must persuade the butterfly that the freedom of the sky is better than the shelter of the cocoon. In India, we have no word for "nation". When we loan the word from other people it is not suited to us, for we should ally ourselves with Narayana, the Supreme Being, and our victory will be the victory for God's world...

Now I shall attempt to read Chokker Bali published by Rabindranath Tagore in 1903. I shall be upset if it doesn't get read by the end of the week.

Gandhi Book by Romain Rolland


Finally finished this book by Romain Rolland, who was described as a "teacher, pacifist and loner". Its taken so long thanks to marking.... &$#$@%^. Finally I am finding some semblance of the tranquil and quiet that was with this short break... but fleetingly. Reading reminds me of saying the Rosary which I used to do on a regular basis despite being an angsty pundeh of an adolescent. I guess its meditative and good for my lousy attention span. But its a tough balance to meet these days. Got two small rowdy kids and a pile of marking to do... and daily as well.


The picture above shows them talking. Gandhi had gone to visit Romain in his home at Switzerland.

Bought this at the Chennai Airport on the way back. The shopkeeper saw me looking at one Gandhi book and before I knew it he brought out a pile of books on him smilingly. Its by Romain Rolland (1924). There's a nice little paragraph at the end refering to India's quest for home rule, probably phrased by Tagore.

"We must emancipate man from the meshes he has woven around him, free him from the organisations of national selfishness. We must persuade the butterfly that the freedom of the sky is better than the shelter of the cocoon. In India, we have no word for "nation". When we loan the word from other people it is not suited to us, for we should ally ourselves with Narayana, the Supreme Being, and our victory will be the victory for God's world...

Now I shall attempt to read Chokker Bali published by Rabindranath Tagore in 1903. I shall be upset if it doesn't get read by the end of the week.

Monday, September 04, 2006

Josh, Sue and Matt


Josh, Sue and Matt
Originally uploaded by lekowala.
Thanks for bringing the fossil over to Singapore! It sure can't beat the Natural History Museum in London but at least it had the wow-factor. The guides were really good and Jen really learnt quite abit and was an earful after that. In my usual unsystematic way of museum walking, I flitted from on exhibit to the next. This pehaps is a measure of its success, that everything could draw my attention equally.

It was awe-inspiring. I only wished that we had a permanent exhibit over here where the museum would grow with its people... wishful thinking in Singapore? It would be educationally ideal. Parents bringing their kids and reading about the exhibits together. I still remember walking inside a leaf and looking at how a chloroplast worked in the NHM. It was like a text book come alive.

Josh, Sue and Matt


Josh, Sue and Matt
Originally uploaded by lekowala.
Thanks for bringing the fossil over to Singapore! It sure can't beat the Natural History Museum in London but at least it had the wow-factor. The guides were really good and Jen really learnt quite abit and was an earful after that. In my usual unsystematic way of museum walking, I flitted from on exhibit to the next. This pehaps is a measure of its success, that everything could draw my attention equally.

It was awe-inspiring. I only wished that we had a permanent exhibit over here where the museum would grow with its people... wishful thinking in Singapore? It would be educationally ideal. Parents bringing their kids and reading about the exhibits together. I still remember walking inside a leaf and looking at how a chloroplast worked in the NHM. It was like a text book come alive.