Grow old with you..

I was staying with my parents, when I adopted Kitty.

Back then, the rescuers were trying to get Kitty adopted, and I felt the pressure to give him a home.. I wanted to tell my parents I was bringing him home, but I didn’t.. My parent would violently object, if they knew what was coming.

Once my parents found out my secret, they got mad.. My mother went mental(imagine the Incredible Hulk). There were alot of screaming and tension.. They demanded I return Kitty back to the rescuers, but I insisted on keeping him.

My parents are superstitious, and they believe in some health myths too. Here’s some of the reasons why they are against keeping cats as pets.

  1. Cats are dirty, they don’t bathe… I guess it’s true for village cats, but not urban cats.
  2. The fur of cats can cause asthma– they believe asthma happens, when the fur is inhaled.
  3. It’s a BLACK cat! Black is such an unlucky color!
  4. Friday the 13th– my father said when Jesus was crucified, a black cat crossed His path while He was on the way to Calvary.. Hence, it’s cursed to have a black cat cross your path on Friday the 13th. Not sure where my father heard that, I’m quite surprised he actually believe in that story! 😮

One Friday the 13th, my father avoided Kitty. Most of the day, he would stay in his room.. If he needed to go to the kitchen, he would ensure the coast was clear (of Kitty), and make a beeline from the feline.. It was pretty comical to watch. Sorry Pa. 😛

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I don’t care what others say, I just want to grow old with you.

Despite what my parents thought, I still love them.. I didn’t want to return Kitty to the rescuer, because I felt a special connection with him. So I quietly endured my parents’ scoldings; hoping and praying someday my parents will accept my cat.

Days turned to weeks… weeks turned to months..

My parents eventually got to know my cat, and they realized the myths aren’t true..(Although my father still get a little nervous on Friday the 13th). My parents love Kitty and they see him as part of the family.

On hindsight, I wouldn’t recommend anyone to do what I’ve done- it was very selfish and inconsiderate.. it was understandable why my parents were upset. Things could have turn out much worse, and I’m glad it didn’t. I’m extremely relieved and thankful for this outcome; all the hardships and heartaches are worth it.

Even though Kitty is just a cat, he is a blessing in my life. Together, I want to fill up the future pages of Life with him.

Where are those flowers?

2 days ago, when I was in Malaysia, I happened to see some Rosy Trumpet Trees in full bloom. As the flowering period lasts for 7 days, I was excited to return home to photograph them.

Today after lunch, I decided to take a walk beyond my neighborhood..

.. I ended up in  Sungei Ulu Pandan Canal.

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Sungei Ulu Pandan Canal. Both sides of the canal is lined with Rosy Trumpet Trees.. during the flowering season, you can see beautiful shades of pink.

Not a single flower in the landscape.. I was disappointed.

Perhaps the weather isn’t conducive for flowering..

.. it’s okie, I’ll wait patiently for the trees to bloom.

Good things come to those who wait.

Watching over me..

I used to blog late at night.

Things changed after we moved in with my Father-in-law.

One evening as I was typing, the wind started howling… the doors creaked.. and I heard footsteps.. The thought of my late mother-in-law dropping in for a “visit” petrified me.. Quickly, I whispered a prayer and went to bed.

Since then, I blogged in the afternoons.. It wasn’t solely because of that incident, it was partly because staying up was disruptive to Kitty’s sleeping patterns- he would only sleep when I’m done, much to our dismay.

In the afternoons, Kitty would be sitting in a corner watching me blog, taking a nap, or secretly plotting to destroy my laptop. 😛

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At the entrance of the room.. Now you see me, now you don’t.

He is my go to friend, when I’m taking breaks between my stuff. The work colleague that you always hangout with? Yea, Kitty has become that person. 😉

When I’m stuck in a blogging rut, I would paced around the house for ideas. There he would be, watching me silently from the corners of the house.

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Hello! From the entrance of another room..

From conception of an idea to completion of a post, Kitty is my witness throughout the process. In many ways, he is my inspiration. 🙂

He is always there watching over me..

.. or is there another?

Ps: Sorry for the absence. I was down with nasty gastroenteritis.. and it took time to get well. Hoping to get back to the routine!

Marriage is tough..

I was the sort that made plans.. and planned on not failing.

No room for mistakes or curve balls.. Even if there was a curve ball thrown at me, I would make that curve ball fly straight..lol. Everything (or at least 90%) on my checklist must be checked. Very stressful, I know.. but that’s the purpose of a plan, no?

On the other hand, Blueberry is my complete opposite. He lives life with minimal planning and goes with the flow (or curves with the ball).. He calls it expectation management, I call it- a disaster.

Our differences drove us mad. We fought.. We made up. Then we fought some more.

Eventually, we got tired of the fighting.. We decided to compromise; find a common ground where we could both work on.

He agreed on better planning and checklists.. and I agreed to detour and curve with the ball, when the need arises.

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“Sometimes the most scenic roads in life are the detours you didn’t mean to take.” ― Angela N. Blount

Ever since, things have become better.

☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁

Falling in love is easy.

Staying in love requires courage, communication, care, compromise.. and the list goes on. Goodness, marriage is tough!

When the efforts result in love and harmony, everything sown in is worth it.

By the seaside..

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Our road trip to Malaysia, last year.. This was taken at Lumut; one of our short stopovers.

I love the seaside.

The salty breeze, wind in your hair, and sound of waves crashing.. Standing there and staring into the horizon feels so relaxing.

The stresses of life simply melt away, leaving one a refreshed state of mind.