Daily Archives: January 4, 2013

My father my Hero

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Those of you who know me through my blogs or tweets know that my dad passed away last New Years morning 2012 after a battle with prostate cancer.This was a total blow to our entire family and friends.

During 2012 i had to grow up over night and my brother and I become the parents of the home. It was a great learning curve but also one where we both had to focus on surviving and looking after mum and gran . Me personally i havent grieved for my dad as yet as i have be strong for everyone else at home.

Novemeber 2012 marked the traditional Indian and Hindu rituals for dad . My mum asked me to pay tribute to my dad , i couldnt say no but it was a task that took me forever to do.

I will share that little tribute :
My father …. a dynamic man , a soccer legend , a great speaker and a man who truely loved life and lived life to its fullest . As an only child my dad shared an extremely close bond with his cousins and his extended family. This year has been a year of going down memory lane recalling stories of my father, many sitting here today i am sure have vivid and vibrant memories of my father who more than often was the life and soul of a party.
My brother Nico and I were both expectionally lucky to have a father who exposed us to the wonderful world we live in and he gave us the freedom to explore our dreams. As children we travelled extensively in South Africa and were taken to experience very different food from chinese to japanese to portugese and yes even crocodile and ostrich. The greatest lessons my father taught us was that life is meant to be lived and each day should be lived to its fullest , experience new things, take chances and explore this world. LIFE IS NOT ABOUT THE BREATHES THAT WE TAKE BUT THE MOMENTS THAT TAKE OUR BREATHE AWAY.

I guess it never gets easier though everyone says it does in time .During the last year i have had such amazing support from friends both in my everyday life and my online communities.
They say every girl’s dad is her first love and the measure she uses for all men in her life , i can now tell you this is so true .
Dad we miss and love you everyday , the house does feel very empty without you.Thank you for giving me so much that I didnt realise it until you were no longer here. Listening to Dance with my father again but Luther Vandross now has a whole new meaning to me.
Tell those we love that we love them appreciate them , treasure them always x

2013

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A year where dreams come true thats my motto for this year. At the start of every new year all we hear is what are your new years resolutions . They all start out the same healthy living , saving money but most after a few weeks are forgotten.

So instead i am using the word GOALS for 2013. There is my list of goals for this year:
1) Become healthy in mind, body and soul
2)complete my fieldwork for my Masters degree
3)Keep away from negative people
4)Tolerate others more
5) Focus on those who care
6) fall in love
7) An overseas holiday
8) get back to driving
9)Buy a car
10)be happy

The last year 2012 has taught me that life is too short and precious to waste. Every day should be lived to max make each day count. All the best for an amazing 2013 MAY all your dreams come true this year. XXXX

how did we survive ….

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This morning after a mission with bad internet signal , I made my self a cup of tea and thought how did we survive before without all this technology .

I recall my last flight home to SA , handbag contents included a mobile phone , digital camera, camcorder , DsLite consol, external hard drive and a few USB sticks and a cute pink netbook among my other girlie must haves. Strange to think that one could have so much technology in a handbag .

Seems hard to believe it but yes we did survive ,wrote letters , called people and visited more often. Life as we know it has been taken over by the rat race and our best method of contact now seems email , BBM, Whatsapp, Facebook and Twitter.I recall my first few months back from London and how I felt so cut off from the world especially my friends overseas. It was like like living in the Stone Age until I got internet access and a mobile phone.

I then realised how we in South Africa were recieving so little for the extremely high prices we paid for net access and mobile contracts. Having been an Apple mobile user in the UK I have had to downgrade to a Blackberry purely out of the finances of the mobile plans availlable.We need to make technology available to all in SA to ensure a techno savy society.Ciao for now my lovelies ………

men and woman

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They say as one gets older we become wiser. I somewhat agree with this statement ,however when it comes to matters of heart I personally become a giggly teenager who thinks with my heart and not my head.

I have always for some reason seem to get on better with guys than girls , I guess having a brother and lots of boy cousins plays a part in this choice.While living in London , it was so awesome knowing that you could be friends with a guy without them thinking it was more. Many of my male friends were married and their spouses where pretty cool with the friendship their partners and I had with no threat of insecurity .

Here in South Africa is a totally different ball game ,the friendship with married guys is a total taboo . Last week i was confronted with a drama of a guy who i know for a few months , chat to every day suddenly stop chatting to me as he had a new lady in his life. This then got me thinking of the dynamics of friends and relationships.

Men and women both seem to have hidden agendas these days as well as ticklist of how a potential partner should be.It seems the outer beauty is what counts and not inner beauty. I am increasingly finding it hard to understand men and the way their mind works.Wish my heart was like a computer where i could reboot it and erase old files.

Yes i may not be a size 8 Bollywood model but I am unique , intelligent , well travelled, interesting , intriguing , a good cook, and a million more things.Get to know me and you will be rather surprised …..Ciao for now.

My digital addiction

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Last week an electricity cut all day made me very uneasy as I was not able to Blog , Tweet, BBM or Whatsapp unless it as very important in attempt to save my battery life.

However my plan of action didnt last too long as i felt the need to use my phone for the numerous tasks i use it for normally.This lead to the phone dying by midday , the electricity was only due to come back on at 4PM. I then decided to read for abit then decided to spend quality time chatting with my mum and gran for about 2 hours .

During this bonding session I realised ahhh my laptop was still fully charged from the night before. So with a smile as big as a Cheshire cat i went off to get my laptop to charge my phone and my external hard drive. I then decided to to clean up my hard drive , put on a playlist and charge my phone at the same time. Wow such great multitasking skills us women have.

And then there was light Eureka , i could put my phone to charge properly and both my netbook and laptop.However it later dawned on me that evening how I am totally addicted to this digital era and how the art of conversation has become a dying art.

Its so totally evident as people can no longer hold a decent conversation. Even the learners of today write in text language and no longer use proper English… Yes I am addicted to the digital age but i can hold a conversation and I use proper English when I write.Presses the ESC KEY to end

Shantaram an awesome gift

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A couple of months ago for my birthday I was given this amazing book as a gift. My love of books was the reason this book was given to me by a friend as its his favourite book .The smell of a new book is heaven and going into a bookshop ia defo my kind of heaven.

Several friends and myself were pretty impressed with my recieving this book as gift . Everybody who has ever read has said its becomes one of their favourite books including the gift bearer.Its a pretty thick book with amazing hues of blue and red on the book cover.”if fate doesnt make you laugh, then you just dont get the joke”

I coming from Indian hertitage love all things Indian and love reading books based in India . This novel is a based on a true life encounter of man on the run and his journey through India. I loved the descriptions of life in India from the slums , to the villages and the super wealthy.The book is full of love, drama, gangs, crime ,culture and friendship.This book makes one reflect on their own lives and the people who walk through our lives. “Mistakes are like bad loves the more you learn from them the more you wish they never happened”

India is truely a magical place , one does get seduced by the sights the sounds and the colours . I hope someday to visit India for more than a 3month stint , maybe I will do an Eat ,Pray ,Love Journey just like a famous SA celebrity Shashi Naidoo.Maybe i will find my Raja in India.”Sometimes we love with nothing more than hope”

So thank you Mr X for sharing your favourite book with me and enriching my world with the wisdom found in Shantaram.They say a picture speaks a thousand words but in opinion a book gives me a glimpse into your soul .

This book has some of the most amazing and memorable quotes I have ever come across.If you are looking for a book to add to your reading list add Shantaram.”Luck is what happens to you when fate gets tired of waiting ” Shantaram…..Namaste.

My year of loss 2012

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This year has been the most emotional year of my life . Losing my Dad on New Years morning was such a tremendous loss to my family , we are still coming to terms with this tragedy . On Sunday 1st July another heart breaking tragedy occured in my family with my 16year old cousin in London committing suicide . I feel as if another part of my heart has died. There are no words to describe the feeling of the heart . I found this quote which sums up what i feel ” Tears are the words the heart can not express”.

There are a million questions , a million memories and a million tears. I found this poem in a card someone had sent to us during Dad’s funeral and it seemed very appropriate so i thought i would share it .

Letter from HEAVEN:

To my dearest Family , Somethings I would like to say , but firstly I have to say I have arrived safely. I am writing this from Heaven, here where I dwell with God above. Here there is no more tears just eternal love.Please done be unhappy cause I am out of sight, remember I am with you morning , noon and night.On the day I had to leave this earth , God picked me up and hugged me said ” I welcome you ,it is good to have you back yu were missed while you were gone. As for your dearest family they will be here later on. I needed you badly you are part of my plan.”

Dont be afraid to cry it is good to relieve the pain ,remember there can be no flowers without the rain.There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb.When you are walking down the street and you got me on your mind, I am walking in your footsteps only half a step behind you AND when its time for you to go from your body to be free REMEMBER YOU ARE NOT GOING ………YOU ARE COMING TO ME ……. REST IN PEACE MY DARLING DIAMOND PRIYANKA.LOVE YOU ALWAYS AND FOREVER……”The HEART that has truly LOVED never FORGETS ”

Has the digital age robbed us of our emotions

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With the tragic passing away of my baby cousin this question of Technology , i started questioning this digi age.This morning I placed an order for Flowers to be sent for the funeral on Friday .It was so hassle free and easy even the personalised message seemed so impersonal.

I later had to send an email with a message for the funeral yet again it seemed so cold and impersonal. It seems the world has become a place where we hide our emotions via a screen.I later recalled a BBM convo with Mr X about ithe possibilities of falling for someone you have never met but just had contact with over a social network. Is it really possible to fall in love with someone you have neve met just by having an email chat ? I personally have my reservations on this matter as its so easy to hide behind a screen and say things we want a person to hear/see. It is very easy to say yes me too , I love that book /movie /song . Yet when face to face it is much harder to hold a conversation and hide our facial expressions and body language. To fall for someone I believe it takes some time and a combination of communication methods to get to know a person and ultimately a face to face meeting either elevates the relationship or ends it. Just imagine trying to relay a funny story over an email or BBM or Whatsapp , there is no facial expresions no gestures and the only response one can give is a LOL and a laughing face icon. I personally am one of those people who is a Storyteller with a million stories so I dont think i could convey all these stories in just a text or email or in a Tweet .

It seems gone are the days of the art of conversations , letters and cards. Using all sorts of digital means we do hide behind a screen , its very easy to pretend to be someone else and have a conversation without the other person getting to know us.I recall as a little kiddie loving the feeling of opening a letter or card sent to me now I dont even get my cellphone account sent to me as its sent as an email. Gosh I suddenly feel old saying this but yes I miss the good old days of communication.

This then leads me onto another train of thought and the safety of using social networks. Right up till very recently there have been cases in the News of young girls meeting older men on the net posing to be younger guys. Some of these stories did not turn out well. So how safe are we really ? Is it so easy to become a different person online and create a whole different personality ,steal an image ? Sadly the answer is yes …

So hence I have come to realise that our emotions have been stolen by this New Techno Age and yes I miss the good old days…

books vs kindles

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I have a passionate love affair with books. Walking into a bookshop is my kind of Heaven. One of my dreams in life is to open a bookshop with an attached coffeeshop. The greatest gift I could be given is a book. From a very young age both my parents encouraged reading and always bought us books as kids. I often dream of having a library or a reading room in my own home filled with books I have collected over time, my own little Shangrila.

The smell of a new book is intoxicating and turning crisp clean pages a big turn on . So last night in a Tweet converstion with a friend and MC about the much acclaimed Fifty Shades of Grey Trilogy , we were both told why are we not using Kindle or an E-reader. My response was about the smell and clean crisp pages to which I was told Kindle is a crisp clean page everytime . I further prompted MC about his reasoning to which he replied he just wants people to stop chopping trees. So this got me thinking about books vs Kindle , well the merits included being able to carry around a ton of books at the same time without adding to the weight of my already heavy handbag, buying books immediately (bank balance beware), not been embaressed to buy books like Fifty Shades of Grey,books never out of stock (Onion Tears/Holy Cow), saving our environment to leave a legacy for our children are just some of the positives about switching over . Now for the cons I personally love the feel of a new book , the smell , the passing of books onto others, personal inscriptions inside books, walking into a book shop to browse, the reading of bedtime stories ……

This topic has really got me thinking since last night so thank you MC. So I guess I need to try out the kindle /E-reader/iPad as a carrier for my books. Come to think of it in Fifty Shades of Grey , Christian gives Ana an iPad will a downloaded library of classic books (how romantic !) , several of his playlists and photos of them together. I would so love a man to do that for me 🙂

In the UK last year several libraries closed down ,was this the cause of digi media taking over. I love books , but I love technology too so hence I am sitting on the fence with this one until I try one of the many digital forms of reading.So if anyone is wanting to help me figure this one out feel free to buy/give me any of the abovementioned digital items so that I could be swayed to think and act more green about my future book choices. Ciao for now my techno loving friends……….

my first time …..

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My first time I came to stumble upon an iPhone I had such mixed feelings. I clearly recall been very adament that I didnt want a touch screen phone . My upgrade was overdue on my cellphone contract and I had to make a choice of a new phone when given the option of the iPhone 2G I was not very impressed as very simple functions were not available , I was told by the attentive assistants to take the phone as new software was been developed all the time .

So after a 3 month of ohhh and ahhhing situation I gave in and got it . My first night with my new gadget was nerve wrecking it wasnt like any of the other phones I had before. It had a million functions and no booklet for help but rather a CD . The touch screen was another nightmare on its own. So I took on this challenge and soon I was in love with my iPhone . I became at work the person that everyone spoke to about cell phones , I was even offered a job by one of the major UK MOBILE phone operators as they were impressed with my knowledge of phones (not bad for a girl).

My new iPhone became almost like another limb , one I could not live without. It amazed me every new app , every download , the instant accesss to my email. I recall one Saturday while shopping in Canary Wharf I recieved an email a very detailed one from a potential member of staff we were trying to recruit. In the middle of the mall I read this email where the guy had accpeted the job and was able to pass on the info to my senior manager who was very impressed that on a Saturday afternoon I was still working .

I could not sing my praises of this new phone anymore that is until the new 3G came out and took iPhones to a whole a whole new level . And then tragedy struck , my touch screen started going all fuzzy on me . The horror of not having my iPhone got me on the phone immediately with my service provider who provided me with details of my nearest Apple Store and how to book an appointement. My poor phone like a child needed to be taken in to see the iPhone doctor but an appointment needed to be made first
online . I did this immediately and was given an appointment for later that day. I hurried took my precious phone in its box , swapped simcard into another phone and went off to the Apple Store.

Using the other phone felt rather strange in my hand and I was already missing my phone and all its wonder. Once I got into the store I was greeted by an Apple “Nurse” who took down my details , booked me in and directed me to the waiting area. Looking around me there were lots of other worried faces waiting clutching their Apple products awaiting their name to be called on the large screens in store. Ten minutes of waiting I was called . the assistant was well spoken and very helpful . I explained my problem to him and he listened and nodded like a good doctor to my symptoms .

After I finished he then diagnosed my condition and gave me my “REMEDY”. Without any major hassle of sending my phone off for repairs that would take weeks , he immediately gave me a new Handset. I was totally gobsmacked and so happy to have my beloved phone back alive and working properly.

It totally amazed me how effiecent , friendly and helpful the staff at the Apple Store were. Wish all companies would send their staff be observe and be trained by Apple Staff.Yet again I sang the praises of Apple and work thus convincing more people to consider iPhones. However after using iPhones for 4 YEARS on my return to SA I gave my phone to my brother as I didnt have a job and could not afford to have an iPhone on pay as you go package.I so missed my iPhone and am know a BB user . In the UK all iPhone cotracts provided unlimited data which is great especially to be able to access all the great features of this phone . iPhone how I miss thee…..one sweet day we shall be united again……and yes you gave me an amazing first time……..Ciao for now tech loving people…….