Seronok gi tempat orang. Pulak tu kat sini, lain sikit macam tempat lain. Di UK ni, cities and towns semua have similar characteristics. If you go to Chester, you will find Nottingham very similar to Chester. I reckon their past history somehow influenced their buiding designs. But it's different here in Edinburgh. Definitely breathtakingly beautiful secenery. I am not exaggerating here (yeah I know most of the time I tend to expand the truth a little bit). You can see the castles on the hills, view the ocean. Of course I am talking about the days when you have lovely weather.
Today it's pouring. Had my brollie with me but it's one useless equipment. It got in the way and the wind was too strong. So I ended up soaking. Ha..hope I will not get ill.
I went to an Indian Restaurant yesterday called 'Kalpna' with Peter and Tanja (new friends that I met at the Translation Research Summer School). The food was OK. At least it's Southern Indian Food -- a vegetarian restaurant and much much better than the Pakistani food I often eat in Manchester. We had a great time discussing cultural and polical issues. The noise we made attracted one of the waiters and I bet he listened to every word that we uttered because he kept on looking at our way. Ha..ha... don't get me wrong. Have to admit though that he has the look of typical Bollywood heroes (now I am exaggerating).
Called my family. Firdaus wept the moment he heard my voice and I cried too when I heard him wailing. I miss my family terribly and I really miss my baby. I know he must have really missed me because I am always the one who takes his side when he has a fall out with Arief or his Ayah. I know that I shouldn't pamper him too much but being the second son and the youngest (for the moment and the next couple of years) gives him the 'right' to be mollycoddled. Don't you think so. And anyway he is very 'angelic' (that's how my sis calls it -- you know the innocent, lovey dovey look). The thought of making the 'angel' weep is not very appealing and Firdaus knows that he can get away with anything (provided he is with me). Most of the time Arief will have to bear the brunt of Firdaus misbehaviour. That's typical but now that I have learned Firdaus's 'trick of trade', I no longer blame Arief if anything becomes amiss or goes wrong.
Last nite I watched this program on ITV called Bollywood Star. It's quite interesting actually. What happened is that earlier on in the first few episodes (yeah.. I know, I admit I couldn't help watching it), some few hundred candidates showed their talents (singing/dancing/acting) and out of that number, some were short listed and gradually four were selected and went for futher auditions in Mumbai. Last nite show was the final where only one winner made it and was chosen to act in this prominent producer film(s). What caught my attention is the fact that the winner is a quite 'ample' lady, by that I mean -- she is not thin (you know what I mean). I try not to use the word obese or fat because using such words would remind me of my love handles (I am in denial here, been telling myself to lose some weight but I doubt I will ever start). Anyway, the winner -- if I am not mistaken her name is Rupak, is quite talented. If only the rest of the world share the same positive view that size and looks don't matter, then the world would indeed be a better place to live.
Posted at 04:22 am by Picadilly
