Why I Write ...

Purely as a form of expression to the emotions that run riot in my life at different junctures. This blog has seen several title revisions that also reflect the state of being and evolution I am constantly in. If one were to remain stagnant in hope of never changing their temporal present, one will awaken someday to much regret. Life is about living, evolving and adapting to the constant changes all around us.

My spot on the web is essentially a journey along with my monologue ramblings of my coherent mind accompanied by the incoherent thing called life. Read me if you like ... if you don't it is not the end of the world. I am at the very least a believer in humility lifts us further than pride.

Happy trails

16 February 2009

Quirky Strange Moments - Feb 16, 2009

That’s all I can say to this particular instance.

Last Friday for lunch being my vegan day, my 2 colleagues and I decided to walk across to the Indian eatery across from our office. So off we trooped the 3 of us. I’m not a great fan of Indian food outside my home but on vegan days options are somewhat limited seeing where the office is situated and there’s no chance in hell of making it out and back within the one hour lunch window.

There was a leap for joy when I noted the selection of vegetarian dishes was rather substantial as opposed to what we had to put up with in the former cafeteria Indian joint – that auntie should close shop – she is a great contributor to high BP with her entire ocean worth of salt in the cooking. Plus non-vegan food found in supposedly vegetarian dishes.

So the meal went well. Chatting and eating. Food was surprisingly tasty – or at least the dishes I took were tasty. Then a quick check on the time SHITES!!! The hour is almost up. In my ‘vulnerable’ position in the company I decided let’s not push our arse luck here and tottered off to pay and scoot back.

And that’s when the quirky strange moment took place. As we were paying, the man behind the counter asked if we were from **so and so company** and we all nodded. Then he asked me you were in HICOM before weren’t you? I was like huh? And said yes I was … when he said I remember you. You used to come into my convenience store there every morning.

OHMYGOD!!!!! That was like what 1996 man and we moved out of that building sometime 1997. It’s now 2009 a good 12 years since … and the man remembers me??? Now if that’s not a quirky strange moment, I dunno what is.

I guess suffice to say .ani has not changed very much as far as appearance is concerned then ahahahha not sure if that’s a compliment or an insult but the fact remains someone I’d least expected to remember or recognize me (seeing as I had to stare him in the face for a bit to remember the chap seeing as he’s lost some hair, put on some pounds along the years) – whaddya know he did! I had to leave that place smiling. My colleague remarked you must really not have changed very much la …. I said I sure hope so .

Now there was another quirky strange moment which was Saturday night. I was home on the net. I was mucking about with this blog and my other online interactions, chatting with a friend in Bahrain, my sister in Italy when I noticed an entry into my blog. Oh a visitor! A visitor from Shanghai, China … hmmmmm interesting!

Now going from what I know this visitor is all likely my very estranged spouse. I have no friends in Shanghai, China, unless some very very distant Chinese relative I am unaware of was checking me out. Seeing as the entry was by searching for Anita George, Malaysia.

It felt kinda funny you know. Realising it could be Jacob. And here I was at the very same moment in the same time and space. The visitor was on my page for some 20 minutes I think and then headed off to the blog links of my daughters, and hung about for sometime there.

At one point I wanted to post something with the title My Online V-day Date With You ehehehhe or something to that effect and write something funny about the whole thing, but I figured knowing him, he’d get his boxers in a knot. It seems my very presence or acknowledgement that he is (sorry aaa you still are la!) my husband, upsets him and his little setup. Well ya, my bad for reminding you ehehehhe but its fact dear all fact you are still my spouse like it or not . Plus his significant other might not have liked such allusions so I skipped the thought – as mischievous as I am.

Anyhow, that was my Valentine day wrap up. Me sitting on my pc reading random topics that my “Stumble Upon” settings brought to me. Sporadically chatting with friends from all corners of the world if I felt like it. And eventually, crawling into bed after checking on my sleeping babies on last time and kissing their foreheads and sorta ‘imbibed’ by the smell that children have that makes mommy go all weak in the knees.

New week … am sure more quirky strange moments will present it self. But I think am always keen to take on what the world serves me and move along. Like I said never a dull moment in my life. If it’s not tragic, it’s comic. One helluva ride no less but it’s called living and I’m living it.

Happy week all …