homestay home-sick

claim 1 :

ibu(mum) thinks that i haven't been spending enough time at home helping her with the housework.

fact 1 :

i haven't been spending any time at home doing any sort of housework. Doing my own laundry apparently doesn't count.

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claim 2:

ibu(mum) and ayah(dad) thinks that i work too hard and don't take care of my health enough, so i fall ill. just like this week. i've been suffering from a cold that hasn't let up yet.

fact 2:

i do work too hard. my body resistance is pretty low. its not a cold- its a sinus infection (is there a difference, even if it doesn't the latter does make it sound more severe). and i wouldn't fall sick if i got enough rest, which could happen if a certain someone doesn't nag me to do housework over the one day i have free during the week-sundays. (see claim 1)

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claim 3:

i claim that i cleaned my room, vacummed and mopped both floors of the house, vacuumed the carpeted staircase, tidied and swept the front porch, handwashed a tub full of work shirts, did usual machine laundry, wiped down all the furniture and frames (etc) and ironed the entire families laundry, cleaned the windows, cooked lunch and bathed the cat while nursing my sinus infection.

fact 3:

i cleaned my room, vacummed both floors and the carpeted staircase, tidied and swept the front porch, handwashed half a tub full of work shirts, did usual machine laundry and ironed MY laundry while nursing my sinus infection.

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claim 4: its been a busy sunday

fact 4: its been a busy sunday.

strange sunday

sunday was strange...not normally spent...

first, i woke up at 8.30 am to Iman's sms..telling ME to wake up...now that has never happened before...at least not on a Sunday morning...in this relationship it is I who do the waking up...and not vice-versa...but Iman's full of surprises...

second, we caught a 12pm show...what's strange about that?..see point 1...Iman doesn't usually open his 'sepet' eyes before 12pm on Sundays...ok ok...maybe he does...occasionally...but he usually has a date with his i-ecology and won't finish steam and vacumming the house till after 12pm...

oh we caught...'where the truth lies'...which I thought was an good film...it was done in a film noir murder mystery movie style...with a first person narrative throughout the entire film...it was meticulous...the pacing deliberate...making you mull over the scenes...slowly replaying the entire events...reordering...retelling...

the cast was outstanding...kevin bacon and colin firth...

the storyline was utter trash of course...revolving around sex, deception, jealousy, rage and an anal sex, better known in Singapore as brokeback, scene..

but how it was told..? with a touch of class...and elegance...

what wasn't strage about the movie was that Iman didn't enjoy it...but i did...still he sat through the entire movie...might have fallen asleep a little midway...but he did wake up at 8.30 am...on a Sunday...so it was excusable...of course.

but he had a point...there were scenes which were slow...too deliberate...and the plot so thick... that it was difficult to see the point at times...but u know...me and miss-i-love-to-think-things-through-maybe-a-bit-too-much-some-times....really enjoyed it...

three, after the movie on the way back to the car...we were stopped for a survey...and one thing led to another and we found oursevels in an 80 minute timeshare presentation...which we had to sit through to get a 7 night free stay...in several places including Spain, etc...normally i would turn it down...but the poor pitiful girl...told me that if she brought us up...she'd get 100 bucks for it...what wasn't strange...was that i didnt' say no...u know i couldn't...

so it was an 80 minute presentation...the story was...we were engaged...getting married soon...and laa dee daa....it was fun...gave me a warm fuzzy feeling... iman spoke thorougly seriously to the lady about marriage plans...honeymoon destinations...and how his dream wedding could be orchestrated at half the price through this timeshare thingee...

but ya know...both our bank accounts aren't exactly loaded with cash...so after about 120 minutes...that's 40 minutes more than we had promised to sit through...we have a 7 night free stay to use before the year is up...maybe bali...that would be nice...

all in all...it was a strange sunday...but nice...definitely nice...

quiet...

its almost ten...

its quiet...

the office...just hours ago...a bustling hive of activity...is now empty...empty of laughter...of incessant chatter...of life...

the stillness drains me of the little energy i feel in my bones...the loneliness gnawing on the tense muscles of my shoulders...the emptiness willing not only my physical but my mental self to collapse...defeated in exhaustion...in sheer sadness...

a depression that fills a being...who's life after work...is work itself...

ze weeks gone by...

its been wonderful...crazy...mad...delightful...sad...tedious...tiring...soothing...

now that i think about it...the weeks that have gone by have flown by...but there were some points during the week when i felt that it took all the energy in the world to keep my head up and the tears from falling.

work somehow managed to get under my skin as i juggled multiple projects...and had to cope with intense stress levels in the office...the general chaos that i should accept to be a part of my job now...but that's over...and the girls and i celebrated with drinks 2 saturdays ago...

then last week i was in Delhi for work...wed night till friday night...again...the chaos...it added to my frazzled nerves... the traffic...the pollution...the movement...the heat...but it strung me up and wound me up so tight...that upon departure...the process of unwinding was so rapid...so intense...that it catapulted me into a state of relaxation that has since, rejuvenated me...

on the social aspects of my life...its been good...iman's always a breadth of fresh air...and he kept me going when i was down...it was almost as if it was only when i was with him that i could feel at ease with the world...he's also introduced me to the world of the 'budak Simei' or the Simei kids...who've been wonderful company...somehow reminding me how much diversity we have in life...and more importantly how we should always strive to include that diversity in our lives to keep us centred...stable...and always in touch...

zul's been a wonderful friend too...he's always been...but for so many years i had thought i had lost that friend...but i was wrong...his company has been soothing... and his advice always enlightening...he's had some good news recently...and my heart warms to celebrate his happiness...

in the midst of all the happiness...i've also felt some nostalgia...can i call it that?...remembering things that once were...feelings...that i can't forget...memories...that i can't erase...but as zul reminds me...i should see what is in front of me...and cherish it...appreciate it...

i do...i do...

its about the now....not about the then....