Funny Thing Happened During the Walk Down the Corridor

" Keling " ""Keling" " Keling " echos the sound or namecalling ever so familiar in Malaysia. Whilst in the other parts of the word, it will make no sense. In Malaysia (and potentially Singapore) it does make sense.

It is a term potentially initiated by 20th century Malaysians as a form of name calling towards the Indians. This originated from the anklet which is worn by Bharatanatyam (the classical indian dance). It is actually far more complicated than the anklet. Heavy indian dancing jewelery and attire as worn by Aishwarya Rai below:-

The anklet in detail.

In todays modern world, there are a variety on anklet available in the market worn by chinese, malays and indians in Malaysia. These anklets are very simple and plain made of white gold, stainless steel and silver. Well, personally i like the very very simple ones with the tiniest bell.

Something inside of me stirred ... My indian gene. Sudden craving for indian jewelry. I contemplated piercing my nose and having a tiny diamond stud on it. (not the freak show weighing down your nose type and enough to replace the sun type seen all over Masjid India) The other indian craving i had was for an anklet.

Surprisingly, there are no anklets in the UK. Well, at least i never stumbled upon them. Not even Tiffany's!!!

True to my indian roots, i now am decked in a thin white gold anklet with the tiniest bell!

I'm elated. I never take it off ... well, that's for the moment.

One question in mind... are children more aware of the sound of a little bell compared to adults?

Walking back home from hospital down the corridors of the infirmary with the faintest tinkle of my bell....

I saw the most adorable child walking down the corridor. You know the really young little boy who has just learned to walk. Has a broad based gait with the arms sticking out at the sides plodding his way down the corridor. Committed to walking on his own alongside his dad.

I stopped to the side to make way for him and also to adore this gorgeous child. He walks by me and i continue my journey in the opposite direction.

funny thing - i hypothesized in my head that the child would be attracted to the sound to the bell. Maybe it is because he is so tiny he is closer to my ankle and he hears it better.

Sure enough, when i turned around... this little pudgy broad base kiddy had turned around and was walking towards me!!!!

awwwwwwwwww..... then his father led him in the right direction and i went on home to get back to my studies.

The End.

P/S : Mine is not the heavy duty ones. Not planning to break out into a dance in the street but simple. plain. tasteful.

Good Friday : Celebration of the Passion of the Lord

It is but an unexplainable feeling you get once you walk out of church after mass. No words can describe it. You feel renewed, less burdened and afresh. You feel enriched and alive. There is no other feeling so beautiful in it's purity of spirit and mind.

The priest spoke today about the cross and the crucifx and symbols representing christianity.

In the olden times, the common punishment was to nail one to the cross and have them hang there. As Christ suffered on the cross, it is a little thing we can do just to wear the cross around our neck. The symbol of the Christian church is seen as the cross on the building.

This form of punishment by nailing one to the cross was abolished in 337 AD.

Have you ever stopped to think about what the symbol of Christianity was before the crucifixation of Christ on the cross?

It was the fish. And why was this?

One of the first reasons was the link between the mention of fish in numerous passages of the bible. Another reason was due to the Greek word for fish which is Ichthus spelt

"lota Chi Theta Upsilon Sigma"

which has many transalations in English one being

"Jesus, Son of God, Saviour"

Well, this is just a little bit of Christian history i have come to learn about today.

Have a Blessed Easter everyone

xoxo

Well, as everyone knows, my blog has little bursts of life and then dies off for ages.The reason for thiswhy blog when u can be out having fun.Last blog post dates somewhere in July. It is now March 2008.In these couple of months, numerous thoughts have floated through my head. The key word here being floated. Like jokes, i can never keep a thought/joke long enough in my head to express it to the world.

Currently, following Malaysian Dreamgirl.My personal opinion is that the ultimate judge for such a contest should be a reknown sexy plastic surgeon.Speaking of surgeons, Wednesday morning surgical audit meetings are delish!Currently doing Colorectal surgery. Becoming an expert at the Surgical Abdomen! (no kidding!)

Been travelling a bit in the span of these few months,

London

Paris

Venice.

wow.. Venice.. that was quite an adventure... right??? (those of you who survived it with me!!!)

Speaking of London, stayed at the very special hotel Tatiano. Best place in London by far. Who could want a better host *wink*The manager owner of this lovely apartment a stone's throw from the London eye is none other than ...

Kim Tat - suited Superman!

Belgo.. miss u! mango beers and po pei .. ( dun spell it, just eat it baby)

An adorable little girl on my eurostar to Paris.

Love kids.

Currently, in a situation where i've got to spend more time at home than out. Lots of work to catch up on. Looking forward to next weekend. Lake district, Blackpool weekend. Vomit bag, my best friend. The injury i cause myself in the name of insane fun. *raised brows*

This weekend quest:-

1. cocktails at Socio Rehab

2. tea sweetened with Black Cherries.

3. Shopping (this is like a routine at weekends)

4. and i think there's a movie i am to be dragged to bribed with cheesy food which i will do or else. (sobs)