thomas the tank engine

I'm sure all of you know who Thomas is... A train known to a lot of kids, especially Sohrab (two and half) who is crazy about them. He is totally fascinated with the them. He has almost the whole collection of them both in die-cast and wooden collection. Yesterday, I managed to get another one (Douglas – the battery operated type) as a gift for Sohrab... it is something I wanted to do for a long time. And it was on sale, really worth it… Usually each would be like $69.90 and above luckily now got sale. hehe... I also got myself an Astro Boy figurine (now stuck on top of my study table).

At home on occasion Sohrab requests to watch the Thomas & Friends videos. At first I thought it was boring. Actually watching Sohrab get excited over the shows was entertaining. Initially during the "Thomas" time I would get so wrapped up with other stuff that I did not really pay attention to the shows. Now, it has been a while since I watched Thomas (since Sohrab is in London to see the real Thomas the Tank Engine in Croydon) I realise the stories and visuals were actually entertaining. But after last coupla weeks of totally adult tv programmes I started to grasp that I actually miss Thomas & friends.

In the show, in every 5-10 minute segment, usually, one of the trains has a scowl on their face and is complaining about their work. Or they are jealous of the other trains. Or they are boasting about how they are the best. Or worried that their paint is not shiny enough. Or they are making fun of or picking on another train. Or they have some type of issue that can only be settled by Sir Topham Hatt. Most of the time they filled with negative vibe.

Now I know these stories probably teach some type of moral, but me, as an adult, I don’t see it or rather i ignore the fact that it is something we should be doing. And also, it makes me wonder if a little boy like Sohrab can pick up on the moral. Or are we (adult) all livin in some sorta denial? I know that in life, real people, family and friends can and will act like the characters from Thomas. Maybe the show is aimed at teaching kids that they just have to deal with the fact that people can be jerks. Or mebbe the whole show meant for adults in a indirect way.

Maybe I just don’t like Ringo Starr, who narrates most of the episodes… but I like the fact that Sohrab loves the shows.

teenage crushes...

This week has been fun filled as usual (sarcasm fully intended), the highlight of which being yet more of Lost. I have, somewhat frighteningly, developed a full blown teenage crush on Josh Holloway (sawyer)

It's slightly embarrassing really, I mean c'mon I'm pushing 30 something here! I thought my teenage years were long behind me. Oh well, the temptation to write is overwhelming, I mean it'd give me something more interesting than an ongoing stories ‘bout me. Meanwhile, In between Lost marathons, I managed to escape the house for a spot of retail therapy, subsequently bankrupting myself for the month, so I guess next Saturday will be spent at home too!

I'm rapidly descending into spinsterhood, if only Josh (or someone equally yummy) would come and sweep me off my feet and away to New York for a weekend of shopping... (ahhh I wish) Until then, Lost marathons and Teddy Bears it is. *sigh*

I've attached a photo of Sawyer for the viewing pleasure of all the other single ladies in the world ;-)

Smoochies until next time...

the ongoing chronicles of sri

My quality of life had still not improved. As a matter of fact, in many ways it’s sorta deteriorsting. It’s getting difficult to put one foot in front of the other. Everything around me is suffering because I have been suffering. I could foresee that if I didn’t get help for my condition, I wouldn’t make another year without ending up in nut-house.

Thankfully, I found a family! not mine though, im liking it. It’s is a new adventure for me. I’ll write more about this soon, but I’m thrilled that I am able to connect up with my new family members. Of course, my ‘other’ family is always will b my real family… but i'm glad that i am actually living in a sorta unfeigned family now.

Mr & Mrs Manjeet, Sohrab, Sahil and the animals are wonderful to me and I am having a great time. I am looking forward to spend more time with them but not sure whether it will be proper.
Anyway, thanks to the Dhillans for letting me barge into their lives and disrupting things. It is a joy and a dream come true for me! Thanks!

So I have a blog...

i am still new to the blogging world, having only discovered it a couple of years earlier, but ignorance is bliss and I thought I'd give it a test drive.

A story with a not very happy beginning

I have a confession to make. After dating hundreds of men over the course of my spinsterhood, after too many first dates to count, after believing my heart must not function like everyone else's and, most significantly, after the epiphany of 2005 that showed me that indeed, my heart was NOT functioning like everyone else's.

Yes - still maneuvering the streets of KL, nervous and unsure of myself with desires and passions that hidden under the surface as well as in a scrapbook called “Possibilities.” - Sri