R.I.P - Amy Winehouse

My goodness, Amy Winehouse has died. She was only 27... too young... with wounded soul. I can really feel her!  It's sad, she died broken and alone. Well, perhaps it's better of this way, I think she is happy where she is at now.

Either way, R.I.P Amy Winehouse.  

Rainforest World Music Festival 2011

Unexpectedly, I went to the Borneo Rainforest World Music Festival 2011 @ Kuching last week. An unexpected (all paid for) invitation from a friend’s friend! It was quite an exhausting experience, but it was one I’ll never forget. There’s nothing quite like the atmosphere at the festival ground of Sarawak Cultural Village. The three days packed with magical music-workshops, mini-concerts and action-packed nightly shows. I’ve got to admit this Festival has definitely put Sarawak on the world map. I was quite astonished to see number of tourists congregate this place just for the festival. It is truly a place where people regardless of their ethnicity, cultural backgrounds and music interest come together to have time of their lives. And, seeing people from all walks of lives, different shapes and colors is simply entertaining and gives that feeling of being in my own habitation. And I realize number of things that we all had in common at the festival is the love for music, party, booze and all other foolishness comes along with it.

We had two-day pass with entry into all of the music workshops. The first day we looked around all the craft stalls, into some of the longhouses, attended number of music workshops, watched number of mini-concerts and mostly just walked around the cultural village. In the evening, we sat on the concrete/grass ground overlooking the main stages for the actual performances. Unfortunately, we had to leave early (on both days) and missed out some of the performances especially the Blue Canyon Boys from USA on a first day and Kissmet the Bhangra guys from UK on last day. Well, I was just way too tired.

All in all, I had awesome time at Sarawak. It is a place of mystery, exotic adventures, hornbills, friendly people, orang utans and some fun. I’m definitely coming back next year.

life goes on no matter how...

Don’t even ask. It’s one of those days…

A song, a story… and you end up crying. That’s life!

The flashbacks are running in mind like there is no tomorrow. You really start thinking about everything… and I really mean EVERYTHING. Sometimes I wish I could say my life is perfect. It’s not. It’s not even close to being perfect. It’s somewhere… without a clear definition. If I would suggest that I’m always right and say the right things… I would lie to myself and moreover to the entire universe. I don’t think there’s anyone who is perfect out there. We all make mistakes, every single day. We pretend to not care but inside we’re hurt, deeply. We think we’re over these fights and insults, but we’re not. Every single one of them hurts. Again and again we hurt each other and don’t even realize it. I start to wonder in what kind of world are we living.

I’ve been bad to everyone lately… I know it’s not fair to punish the whole world for my issues. But sometimes you cannot explain things that go through in our head. You can’t even say a word out, or express your feelings. I guess I’m just a screw-up, someone who can never do anything right and lives in my own world of imagination. I’m a person who wants to be a better person, but chooses the wrong path all the time. The sad part is no one understands me, I’m standing alone! Its kinda sadness overwhelms your entire body leaving you feeling weak and tired... and resentful sometime. And you can’t even sleep cause the sadness is in your dreams too.

“So, please don’t judge me because…. You don’t know me well” - no one knows what I’m going through. “So, please don’t punish me because…. You don’t know me all”

Real people aren’t perfect, perfect people aren’t real. And, I’m sorry I’ve hurt some of you… we hurt each other all the time but without the pain we would not know how life without pain is like. But is it worth all the trouble and tears? Maybe… under certain circumstances! Well… somehow. All the pain and all the trouble we go through in our lives teaches us a lesson. A lesson we would not be able to understand that easily otherwise. Naturally we want to fight the cause of the pain; we want to make it better the next time. That’s the lesson life gives us every time we get hurt.

Still, we all got the right to a beautiful life. At the end no one is perfect. We don’t need to be the best; we just need to be our best. That’s what makes us perfect in our own way. It’s not about what we have, it’s about what make out of it. And I hope someone will understand that and accept me the way I am…