TATA

Frankly speaking, I could not believe it when i read the report that Tata bought over Jaguar and Land Rover. The first thing that went thru my mind was, " Haha, the next time i see my neighbours' Jaguar I can tell them they are driving an India Based Car, not so continental anymore." Well, this is only partially true cause the Jaguar factory and her 14 000 workers are still Brits. In any case, it just doesn't feel good that these 2 pedigrees of cars are in the hands of a not so experienced owner. For Tata Motors, its surely a step forward in getting their hands on a whole chunk of technology and car making heritage. For Jag and LR, its plainly a standstill, and it wont be long before they start to stagnate and end up like Lotus. You can't help it, cause making cars is not just about owning the best companies, neither isit buying in technology. Car making is about the soul, passion, and most of all, the pursuit of perfection. Creating a lineage of automotive that will be remembered for its ability to infuse beauty with raw power. What Tata currently is, when they made the Nano, is making a car company that make pieces of equipment, just like machines coming off the factory line.

Finally, I just pondered a little demeaning thought at this twist of fate. Well, not too long ago the British owned everything in India. And now Tata taking over Jag and LR is like chewing back at the British since they are taking over 2 of their hall mark brands of prestige and honour in their automotive industry. The rise of these asian countries just makes history feel smug about the lessons learnt - Serves you right.

Looking to the stars ...beyond infinitum

Turbulent times make me wonder how lucky i am, and misfortunes don't have to occur in my life for it to dawn on me how lucky I am. The world despite becoming more a global village with the onset on technology just feels a little claustrouphobic, but the choices of people whom we meet and decide to spend our times with is still 1 in a billion gazillion. As much as it is said that everyone is just 6 degrees apart, this seemingly small integer misleads us into thinking that knowing everyone is so possible, the world is shrinking. However, in absolute numbers, thats just the impossible.

No matter how i look at it, I feel lucky. I feel foolishly fortunate for being loved by someone who has shown me how to balance my life between the Mc-dreamy and Mcdonald meals. It just seems like a miracle that in my short life span, out of the eternity that has evolved throughout time, that I am able to meet someone who shares my dreams, my life, and ideals. Frankly speaking its worst than finding a needle in a barn yard. Then what makes things better is that, i know i am not an easy person to get along with thus making it enormously difficult to find someone of patience and whole heartedness to accept me for who i am. While its possible to continue ranting on from this point, i just am thankful that at this point of my life, at this gazing moment, I have found someone whom I am confident i want to spend my life together with. The best part is that I can say this confidently because the course we have chartered has set the sails for our journey together.

Feeling sick

Not sure what the hell this is, but everything seems pretty surreal to me now. Head is throbbing to my heart beat, breath smells phlgemy and my whole body is acheing. Well, great way to start the day. Don't think blaming I can blame it from getting off the wrong side of the bed, to begin with there is only one side i can get off or diffuse through the wall on the other side. Anw, it will be a good experience for 2 reasons! Firstly I have not been sick for more than 2 years, come to think of it I dont even know when the last time i was sick since I got out of the army. Although its very alarming, cause hopefully i didnt get the killer flu, but it feels kinda different and unusual to be sick. I couldnt even slp on my bed cause it felt like slping on a bag of stones even though the mattress was DUNLOP latex. Secondly, this is the first time i am going to the UWC to see the doc. Just wanna check out how true the horror stories are there !

Tea Time Special

Tea tempers the spirit and harmonizes the mind, dispels lassitude and relieves fatigue, awakens thoughts and prevents drowsiness, lightens or refreshes the body and clears the perceptive faculties. I need tea!

Only in a childish way..

I think we grow up not knowing ourselves more than we would like to know. Sometimes we just wonder why children are so angelic, all able to be carefree without having to pretend nor pull a veil to shield themselves from the ugly truth. The truth of having to grow up. Face the world, nothings that simple, I would say to anyone. But its the mean world syndrome acting on my nerves. A ride on the SMRT and i know survival is only for the fittest. Who is to say I am wrong? Few who will be frowned at for being immature. Sometimes I wish i was wrong, that we are being childish trying to kid ourselves into growing up and being the adult that has the right to fend himself. The moment we are set upon a social guideline to define the people we will be, it defeats the purpose of being an individual. The essence of acting without the burden of how others will view you just makes life a little easier to breath. Not having someone breathing down your neck, cause it sure smells bad. Take a whiff of fresh air, the world's not all that polluted with such mindsets. The beautiful thing in life is that change is in the air, it comes and go without anyone to control, but just like death, its bound to happen to everyone. Perhaps I would now start a week of seeing the my life in a better light, make it simple, make it easy, make is childishly annoying till the next time someone slaps me out of the ethereal dream.

A pretty big predicament

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorn'd. Well said William! His life must have been pretty miserable, and I stand by his mantra. Putting things in perspective, I think fathers should first teach their sons a thing or two about the wrath of women before even enticing them with the birds and the bees. To begin with, there was never any pot of gold in those panties anyway. Before I continue, I would first like to make a disclaimer that any resemblence of my topic has nothing to do with recent events or occurances are purely coincidental but not fictional, it just so happens so that I too have had similar experiences. And trust me when i repeat the sentence "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorn'd". That, my friend, is in BOLD.

For those who would like a 101 lesson, lets put it this way, don't open Pandora's box. (If you need to know what it is, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pandora's_Box). The temptation is great, the rewards may seem seductive, but the consequences dire. Very similar to the story, even if you do one day find the ultimate reason to open the lid, please have the sanity to keep some HOPE left. Here's why I say this. Scientifically, woman are more emotional creatures, so when their hearts take over their brains it is difficult to make sense out of reasoning. In engineering terms, there is a short circuit which means nothing goes thru the logical thought process. The end product would mean anything ranging from a heated argument to being burnt alive. Do not get me wrong, for I am not discounting the fact that women are an integral part of our lives, or hinting that we should become homosexuals. Just don't in any way think of any means to provoke any of them. Like they say on TV, dont try this at home.

I thought, you think, who confirm

Physics paper. sigh. It was the best of both worlds. Tough and tricky. Well, all i can admit is that I have tried my best. Its kinda irritating in university when what is being taught in lecture and in the notes seem so little yet the scope of testable contents is ambigiuously varied. There is no use spotting questions cause no 2 same ones will come out. You can't blame people for not doing well when most would have studied their asses of for this subject. Its psychologically demoralising when you think you have done your best, but it will never be enough. It sure does not help when all 5 mods share this common trait. So we all thought that university life will more forgiving if one wanted more time for other activities. Mind you to make that assumption. It does not happen in NUS Engineering that I can say.
The main problem now is not so much how much one can study, but how much one can think during the exam. So everyone is given the same time, but everyones thoughts will be different. So after the exam, tricky questions still have no answers and tough ones, well, are left for someone more intellectual to attempt. Not me or you. Like the lecturer, who will further attempt to enlighten the most dense of materials. Perhaps its time to coin a new element, brainium. At any rate, one thing is for sure, the next exam will still continue to elude me till the day we can confirm whats in the syllabus. Half the library??

Rebooting

3 times i started a blog and 3 times i closed it down. Great memories i must have had. Let's say this blog is the start of a new chapter in this miniscule portion of my life. Me ,myself and my thoughts.

Why restart a blog? I don't know whether this is the same for others as well as me. But despite trying to keep a diary far awae from the peeling eyes of others, there are always thoughts which we want someone out there to know how we feel. Thoughts which are uncomfortable to say directly to people, yet we just want to know someone has the opportunity to read our thoughts. After all there is no such thing as a wrong feeling, but perhaps reflecting on why we have such feelings could prove to be more enlightening towards our own scribblings. Make way for a moment of epiphany!