POWER OF LOVE

Love is a beautiful feeling that enhances and enriches our muscles and veins.

The true feeling of love  will heal  the heart of a wounded person, if that person is showered with love care and attention.

Good and beautiful words are the door to a beautiful mind.

Only a beautiful mind  with beautiful heart can say anything beautifully and creatively.

Those who always speak softly and lovingly are considered as Angels or saints.

They wont utter anything that would hurt anyone.

Love cannot been seen with normal eyes but can be identified through ones reaction and body language.

Other than that, love can be felt.

The feeling of love makes wonders.

When a sick person is showered with kind and beautiful words the person tend to get well.

Those who are in love or being loved by their loved ones tend to look much younger than those of their same age friends.

This feeling of love even cures ashmathic patient and many stomach ailments.

Those men who suffer from ashma or stomach aches have been neglected by their wives or family members.

If the family bond  is stronger, the man in the family will live longer and none of the kids will suffer from sickness.

So dear mothers , fathers, sisters , brothers and friends please let us spread the power of love and make this world a peaceful and healthy place to live.

Let us help others  and not to create problems .

We need to be problem solvers and savers of this world.

So lets spread love where ever we go because it is known as the most effective MANTHRA  which can heal.

Disappointments

     When I say disappointments, its something  common in my  life. So far nothing in life has happened as I wished.

Only my dressing and choice of clothes which I choose, i have been given preference. Another reason when I choose to be my self and enjoy  loneliness that's only me and for that i have my freedom, that is after I'm married.

      Until I was married off, My life was controlled and decisions in my life, from dressing, attending weddings and any functions , all  were according to my siblings wish or choice until choosing life partner. The best part of it is, the person I'm married to had given me the freedom which I did not get from my siblings. Blinded by their love I was helpless to say no or to object any of their decisions.My life was a nomadic life , since 17 plus until I was 21. at  17, I had to follow my sister to concentrate in my studies, because at home, I was helpless. 

    When stayed with my sister and brother inlaw there was  nothing to worry, just need to  attend school tuition and study, on weekendsIi visited my mum and sister with my eldest sisters twin girls. The following year, me , my mum, my youngest sister and my twin nieces followed my brother to Ipoh. 

    My brother rented a new terrace house and we were the first one to moved in to the new house.I started my athletic training with one of the well known coach "a friend of my brother" after my form 5 exam.  He  trained the Asian runners like   Josephine Mary, Samson Vellaboy and few other runners . The training session was too tiring until I couldn't cope up with my  family chores, so I quit the training session.

     Moved back to my home town Sitiawan to further my education and back after the exam, by that time my 2nd  brother married to my sister inlaw. When sister inlaw joined our family  ,she looked after the family and I continued my study at my sisters place, while my younger sister stayed with brother and mum and studied in MGS IPOH.

       After a year brother  shifted to the office  Quarters and I started teaching. That year end my brother was transffered to East Coast, that is  to The state of  Pahang. started  back my " nomadic life" which was not Promised. We moved to my sisters house in  Sri Manjung, My brother was posted to one of the Chinese Primary School in Kg Baru. Now my  4th brother is the supporter of our family consist of my self, mum, younger sister and my twin nieces. My 3rd brother was in Ipoh, 5 th brother was in KL, we stayed  with my 4th brother  in my 2nd sisters house. Two years we were there, I requested to shift  to our house in Taman Raja Muda Musa in Sitiawan. We lived in our fathers house   from 1984 untill end  of 1988, I was engaged in that house in 1987, mum passed away in 1988,  In  1988 brother and sister inlaw moved to a double storey house which they bought  at Taman Megah. The Raja Muda House is a house which is full of memories, My engagement, my mums death, and my 1st brother in laws death.

Disappoinment and Expectations

                   If  Life had been very smooth for me, that was when  both of my sisters were at home either when my dad was around or after his death. After when I was  13 plus  everything was different , Both of my sisters were away.

 My eldest sister was married off to  some one few km away from home, my second sister  started working in a  office which was an hour plus journey from my home, deep in a sugar cane Plantation away from home. I was left alone with my youngest sister who was only ten years old. my mum was sick and  unable to cook for us or to clean the house. that was the most difficult  moment in my life when I was help less. My three brothers  were at home but unable help around. They just help to collect the fire wood.

 One  started working, two were still in Secondary School. Money was not a problem at that time because,  My sister and brother were supporting us. I  was not trained by my sisters earlier with the house work or to cook foo so  I learnt everything  through mistakes.

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 I was helpless and in misery. I  even begged my mm to help me, mum said she 's too weak to do the house work. So i did not have choice . I did everything by my self and at the same time, I was very playful.

   My sister and  brother in law showed  concern. They suggested  one way of buying the provision  for the family and asked me  to list out things for two weeks and the shop man sent everything we ordered. So  That part was okay.

   Even though I was helpless, I continued my likes such as meeting my class mates and reading the library books which I liked and  by visiting my friends.In the evenings twice a week my sister arranged tuition class for   me and my sister. when i don't attend tuition, I trained long distance run with my Classmate  and childhood  friend Mano.  we ran almost 4 km daily.

   I waited for Saturday, because Saturday evening only my second sister will visit us after coming from office and we get tasty food only on Saturday/. Most of the Saturdays my sister cooked  'Canned tuna" or sardine curry, she used to add lot and lots of Aubergines  and potatoes and cooked in a big pot.

   That night Curry we will keep the extra for the next mornings "Tosai"  and  for Lunch. Before she leaves on Monday early morning , the earlier evening she used to cook d hall curry with lots of potatoes and tomatoes in it!! So Saturday evening and Sunday , these are the only days we ate tasty food. i cooked but i did not learn  from my sisters about cooking, i only learn t stitching just by observing how they stitch shorts, skirts and blouses.

THE WORLD EXPECTS UNCONDITIONALLY.

       My experience of being an educator and taught in rural and town schools had given me various exposures and experiences which are not very common to everyone. Even though I tried my very best to make my learners perform excellently in studies, but from the parents side , the dissatisfaction was still there, I mean few selective parents point out minor errors and argued about those mistakes.

     But later after I left those schools and when I was teaching in different schools , they told me, that I should have remained in those schools where their younger children still studying. I realized how selfish, people are, expect every one to be perfect and they want only the best of everyone.

       I met various characters of adults and children. But kids are everywhere same, but the most strange characters which are very difficult to predict are the adults.
They just cant stand of changes and ready to accept new ideas. I was shocked to meet some individuals, throughout their life worked in the same schools, where they had their primary and secoundry education and settled in their own village or town.

       Being the girl who left her home town at the age of eighteen, to follow her brother and mum, and stayed and taught in various schools and served in several districts,and attended training in different states, I found these individuals and their surrounding a bit "alien" to me.
living in an unexpected, culture and environment which is totally different than home and family is something an individual can experience and grow.

       Several individuals utterances and glances made me to think, why people can't accept others ideas or accept the new comers as their friends. Few were too bold I mean "The act of speech," was not to my expectation, few sound as illiterate and few were dominating , lived in their own "nutshell". I realized this is the culture of certain places or parts or villages.

     Everyone wants to become the boss, I mean bossy, people want others to know that they are the most influenced or powerfull people, who had conquired the "kingdom" of their own. So new comers are seen as intruders.

       Once everything seemed very strange to me, but as years pass by, Im one of the "citizen" here.
I adapt my self to the environment and now my hometown seemed an "unknown " place to me. Is this called the adaptation

My first Cross country run

    My first Cross country run was when I was  in fou. The Principle at that time was Mr. Moses Tay and all The student some how must participate in at least one games or event. Those who did not respond were chased by The principle who force them to run. Me after going to ACS only I showed interest in long distance run, due to the School ad minds encouragement and my interest in the event, I trained daily and became one of the trek queen of my school. For the first time i was selected for the district and then I Qualified for the state level.
     for the first Time I ran 3000 meter with the 20 year Old runners. i was the smallest and the shortest girl in that event.

   After Schooling, due to family commitments and involvements I was unable to concentrate in the Long distance , run but in the year 84, my brother who was teaching in a Chinese Primary school told me that year The Kinta Teacher Training College Organized the State level teachers day celebration and one of the event was  3 km  big walk. I joined one of my sisters sister in law who is a teacher and her husband also a teacher, so I followed them to Ipoh in their car. I managed to become 2nd and I was overjoyed with my performance.

   That was my last participation in athletics before married to my husband. After married I pursued my interest with my kids, first i played with them by taking them to the parks and played  football with them.
as my children grew,  I started training jogging in the  early mornings around 5 am daily. During that time I participated in as many runs as I can. My interest in Long distance started when I started to follow the the foreign Athletics program mes on TV Channels. Not only That, once I read a real life story of a woman who ran  half marathon

My first long distance run

   Actually  my first long distant run was, when I was in year 4, that was when I was 10 years old. There was a smal field infront my Uncles house where small private planes used to land. the width and length of the field is 3km. when ever I pay a  visit to my uncles house I  used  to Run one round.My Uncles was the only Uncle we had those days and we all very fond of him. He when ever visit us , will bring, buns, bananas and various types of"kueh's" for us. especially my elder sisters were very attached to My uncle, Mr. NarayanaSamy.