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Sunday, 18 October 2015

10. Rest In Peace, My Dear Chara

Dear Chara,

Your kindness and generosity will forever remain in my heart and memory. Though your life is brief, it has impacted so many people, because of your kindness.

I am lighting some candles for you in my heart and their flame will never die. Their light will brighten your path to our Father in heaven.


Now, at the time of my writing, as you lay in state among your beloved family, many hearts are in sorrow and may years are being cried. Tomorrow, you will be laid to rest forever.

Rest in peace, my dearest friend.


9. Farewell my dearest friend, Chara...

Dearest Chara, in the midst of my sorrow I have these words to say:



My deepest sympathy to the family of my dearest friend, Chara, on her return to be with our Creator, the Almighty God on 16th October 2015.



Thursday, 15 October 2015

8. Hallelujah - Cover by Juliana Chahayed

There's something different about her voice that captivates me. Her rendition of several songs are just pleasing to the ears. Here, she sings Leonard Cohen's 'Hallelujah' beautifully, as if she's telling the story about King David and how he was struck by the beauty of a woman....

Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Songwriter: Cohen, Leonard


7. We May Love Shopping But We're Not Buying His Bullshit

Not Buying His Bullshit!
To the rest of us, it was as clear as the day - his lies, pretense and his bullshit excuses, but it seemed that she is the only one that didn't know. He would tell her that he had classes from morning till evening, and that at night he had to prepare for the next morning's presentations. He would tell her that he was busy all day long, yet he was seen driving on the road with either his girl friend or his guy friend. Most of the nights he would come home the earliest at 3 o'clock in the morning. If he did come home at or just minutes before midnight, he would throw himself on her bed and ask her to massage his shoulders, back and legs. 

She had helped his parents to raise him up from the time he was a toddler. She treats him like he's her king, where as his sibling (younger sister) she treats her the way a bad stepmother treats her step daughter - no pleasantries, no praises, just scornful words and commanding orders. The show of obvious discrimination and preferential treatment between these siblings is sickening to watch. I haven't seen such degree of discrimination within a family unit. When it comes to the girl's choices or decisions or simply anything, they were always met with curt or snappy words and disgruntlement. When it comes to the lad, no request is ever refused or denied or ignored. 

What pissed me off so much is the way he manipulated her; how he lied to her, with shallow excuses and hard-to-believe stories. When he was not having classes at the university, he spent his time outside the house gambling on line with his friends. Many times he went to clubs and bars to drink till late nights. When he came home his smell reeked with liquors and spirits and cigarette smoke. Yet she pretended that those things never happened. Some times I wonder how someone could be so stupefied by such a creepy liar!

She wanted the rest of us to believe that her precious boy is beyond perfect, but we could see that she had been deceived and lied to by him. We know that at some point she knew that he lied to her, and yet she tried so hard to cover his lies and deception. Why??