1346 I spy with my little eye
Jan. 7th, 2012 | 01:36 pm
I give thanks with my heart <3
These 2 pictures were taken at what the Namastees affectionately call the Secret Garden. It was on the particular afternoon that wongster chopped his thumb that I went there because I was too traumatised to be doing much at the project site. After 1.5 weeks of being in the school, it was one of the best moments. I wasn't expecting the rolling hills and valleys and endless stretch of terraces. The best part was the peace and serenity of the place, no doubt punctuated by the far away laughs from Ruiyuan and Junyi and the occasional conversation with wongster. The little adventure ended off with the silent companionship while watching the sun creep behind the mountains. Yet, another day of the project gone.
But this time, another chapter of the Namaste experience written. I'd miss the sight I witness that day. A part of me wishes that I had chosen to go for trekking.
It is in nature that I see the wonders of God's creation - so majestic and unfathomable.
These 2 pictures were taken at what the Namastees affectionately call the Secret Garden. It was on the particular afternoon that wongster chopped his thumb that I went there because I was too traumatised to be doing much at the project site. After 1.5 weeks of being in the school, it was one of the best moments. I wasn't expecting the rolling hills and valleys and endless stretch of terraces. The best part was the peace and serenity of the place, no doubt punctuated by the far away laughs from Ruiyuan and Junyi and the occasional conversation with wongster. The little adventure ended off with the silent companionship while watching the sun creep behind the mountains. Yet, another day of the project gone.
But this time, another chapter of the Namaste experience written. I'd miss the sight I witness that day. A part of me wishes that I had chosen to go for trekking.
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1345 Namaste: The First Step
Jan. 7th, 2012 | 12:44 pm
I am often asked this question "Why are you going back to Nepal again, haven't you been there last December?" I haven't found the perfect personal answer to this question. But in the next few weeks, I shall attempt to capture the meaning of Nepal, its people, Project Namaste, Namaste VI team and all the things that make up my very own Namaste Experience. I will probably not do the entire experience justice with my poor writing skills, but this is such a huge part of my life that I do not want to forget, and will never let go of.
So let's start from the very beginning shall we? Truth be told, I wasn't quite sure of my decision to apply to be one of Namaste VI's leader during or after Namaste V. It has never crossed my mind that I'd be going to Nepal more than once in my life, much less thrice in a year. I always had the idea that the project would slowly fade away, the burning passion and friendships will slip away as we are back in Singapore to face the realities and responsibilities of our individual lives. Boy, I was wrong. My interest in Nepal, its people, and the project itself grew as the days went by. Admittedly, the burning passion ceased to burn, but it has a constant presence in my thoughts. When the time came, I knew I was ready for something different and bigger in my life.
When the names of my fellow Namastees who were interested in leading came up, I was happy. I knew that no matter what, the project would be in good hands. Most importantly, I was happy that we are going to continue to touch the lives of the Nepalese, that our support and presence would not cease. I was excited, not quite sure of the future direction of Namaste. I want to explore, I want to experience. Yet at the same time, I know that education is something I continue to believe in, as long as it's done in the 'right' way. It is with trepidation that we delivered our 'speeches' to our fellow Namastees and leaders, but it is with joy and genuine happiness that I stand before them.
I thank God for the opportunity to eventually lead Project Namaste VI together with 3 very passionate and critical individuals. It was with these 3 people that I spent a good one year with. Exploring new initiatives, facing road blocks and even arguments which we somehow resolved through much heated debate and rationalisations, talking about anything and everything under the sun, sharing our dreams and fears. We may hold uniquely different dreams about the Project, but we shared a common goal of wanting to help the Nepalese. It is with this love for the people that we embark on the year long journey hand in hand.
I could remember the very first meeting we had where we talked about what constituted our Namaste experience. This formed the basis of the project and what we wanted our team to experience. On hindsight, every Namaste has a different experience. We could create or even replicate the same from year to year, but that would not be fair to the Namastees. Even members within the same project would have a different Namaste experience. Looking back, this was what we wanted, it was good. Even with a young history of 5 years, we should not and did not have to live in the shadows of our predecessors. It was up to us to create something brand new.

Man, I was glad to be on this journey with Vanessa, David and Zhirong. (: <3 So back to the question, why Nepal? My simple answer of "Because of its people and the people I am working with" holds so much stories behind it. Would you sit down and hear me out? (:
So let's start from the very beginning shall we? Truth be told, I wasn't quite sure of my decision to apply to be one of Namaste VI's leader during or after Namaste V. It has never crossed my mind that I'd be going to Nepal more than once in my life, much less thrice in a year. I always had the idea that the project would slowly fade away, the burning passion and friendships will slip away as we are back in Singapore to face the realities and responsibilities of our individual lives. Boy, I was wrong. My interest in Nepal, its people, and the project itself grew as the days went by. Admittedly, the burning passion ceased to burn, but it has a constant presence in my thoughts. When the time came, I knew I was ready for something different and bigger in my life.
When the names of my fellow Namastees who were interested in leading came up, I was happy. I knew that no matter what, the project would be in good hands. Most importantly, I was happy that we are going to continue to touch the lives of the Nepalese, that our support and presence would not cease. I was excited, not quite sure of the future direction of Namaste. I want to explore, I want to experience. Yet at the same time, I know that education is something I continue to believe in, as long as it's done in the 'right' way. It is with trepidation that we delivered our 'speeches' to our fellow Namastees and leaders, but it is with joy and genuine happiness that I stand before them.
I thank God for the opportunity to eventually lead Project Namaste VI together with 3 very passionate and critical individuals. It was with these 3 people that I spent a good one year with. Exploring new initiatives, facing road blocks and even arguments which we somehow resolved through much heated debate and rationalisations, talking about anything and everything under the sun, sharing our dreams and fears. We may hold uniquely different dreams about the Project, but we shared a common goal of wanting to help the Nepalese. It is with this love for the people that we embark on the year long journey hand in hand.
I could remember the very first meeting we had where we talked about what constituted our Namaste experience. This formed the basis of the project and what we wanted our team to experience. On hindsight, every Namaste has a different experience. We could create or even replicate the same from year to year, but that would not be fair to the Namastees. Even members within the same project would have a different Namaste experience. Looking back, this was what we wanted, it was good. Even with a young history of 5 years, we should not and did not have to live in the shadows of our predecessors. It was up to us to create something brand new.
Man, I was glad to be on this journey with Vanessa, David and Zhirong. (: <3 So back to the question, why Nepal? My simple answer of "Because of its people and the people I am working with" holds so much stories behind it. Would you sit down and hear me out? (:
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1344 Childhood innocence and faith
Jan. 6th, 2012 | 04:48 pm
“I’m jealous of children. I envy them.”
You said.
I asked you why.
“Because their pockets are empty. They don’t need to carry anything. No cell phones, wallets, car keys, cigarettes, lighters, iPods… you know what I mean? They’re free. As we get older, we give ourselves more and more things to worry about. To lose. Reasons to pat our pockets in a panic in case we’re missing something. A list to run through in our head before we walk out the front door. That’s why I envy children.”
I nodded and finished my drink, wondering if I had my wallet with me.
-Pleasefindthis.blogspot
You said.
I asked you why.
“Because their pockets are empty. They don’t need to carry anything. No cell phones, wallets, car keys, cigarettes, lighters, iPods… you know what I mean? They’re free. As we get older, we give ourselves more and more things to worry about. To lose. Reasons to pat our pockets in a panic in case we’re missing something. A list to run through in our head before we walk out the front door. That’s why I envy children.”
I nodded and finished my drink, wondering if I had my wallet with me.
-Pleasefindthis.blogspot
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1394
Nov. 18th, 2011 | 09:05 am
There’s a reason I said I’d be happy alone. It wasn’t ‘cause I thought I’d be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone, and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It’s easier to be alone. Because what if you learn that you need love? And then you don’t have it? What if you like it? And lean on it? What if you shape your life around it? And then… it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It’s like dying. The only difference is…death ends. This…? It could go on forever.
– Grey’s Anatomy
saw this on verbaltapdance.bs
saw this on verbaltapdance.bs
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1381
Sep. 28th, 2011 | 11:28 pm
Got to learn to let go and let live.
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1376 Tumblr-ing
Sep. 18th, 2011 | 09:02 pm
Will always be a part of me.
I would rather wear honest tears
than the most beautiful and elaborately faked smiles. - Tyler Knott Gregson
Maybe you will never know the real reasons for my tears that day, maybe I will never ever show you the letters.
But I'm running out of reasons.
Need to do 10 so much.
Prove it.
Took chances, experienced, failed, learnt.
Cant trust anymore, lost pieces, less of who I am.
I'm Ok.
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1355 My new toy!
Aug. 18th, 2011 | 11:39 pm
This is a very self-indulgent and self-amusing post. So please skip if you are not bored.
Last month, with the help of my uncle who came back from US for awhile, I landed my hands on a new toy. Guess what it is...

Hmm...what can be in here??

Strings and foam...? Play things for a pet?

Neh neh, a box within a box.

Any ideas yet?

yes! my very own kitchen aid mixer!

colour true to this pic.
I've yet to get started on using this, but hopefully I get to soon. Need to buy the transformer. Cant wait to bake bake bake my heart out. (:
Last month, with the help of my uncle who came back from US for awhile, I landed my hands on a new toy. Guess what it is...
Hmm...what can be in here??
Strings and foam...? Play things for a pet?
Neh neh, a box within a box.
Any ideas yet?
yes! my very own kitchen aid mixer!
colour true to this pic.
I've yet to get started on using this, but hopefully I get to soon. Need to buy the transformer. Cant wait to bake bake bake my heart out. (:
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1348 Courage
Aug. 8th, 2011 | 12:05 am
Courage is not the absence of fear but rather the judgement that courage is more important than fear.
From choops, my dearest friend. Thank you. <3
From choops, my dearest friend. Thank you. <3
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1322 Black
Jun. 26th, 2011 | 11:53 pm
16 June 2011
A pretty awesome chillax day spent in town, got to meet unexpected people. All was good, till the mac crashed and had to go back to school to get electricity.


Large Hazelnut Latte to last the afternoon of work.
A pretty awesome chillax day spent in town, got to meet unexpected people. All was good, till the mac crashed and had to go back to school to get electricity.


Large Hazelnut Latte to last the afternoon of work.