Tuesday, January 30, 2007

War on the roaches

we were all feeling extremely murderous yesterday. i had been clearing the cupboard and accidentally uncovered the nest of the cockroaches amongst the wine bottles in their boxes. it was of a different breed, with very long legs in comparision to its small short round fat bodies and very tiny wings. it would not be a cockroache if it's not for the distinctive feelers and head like that of the american breed except it was certainly significantly smaller in size and extremely light-coloured in brown.

how i discovered was a case of innocence. in fact i had not thought of clearing the cupboard. In the first place i was just clearing the dried plates on the table and returning them to the lower drawer below the cupboard. when it came to the forks and spoons and chopsticks i had to put them in the cupboard. As i was doing that, i realised the cupboard was very messy and dirty in a certain sense, quite a number of unwanted stuff was not cleared. As i started clearing, I thought if i were to clear the upper cupboard why not clear the entire cupboard if it had to be cleaned. Just as i was lifting the wine bottle out reading the contents on its label, out jumped a cockroach and there went the rest of the cockroaches. At that time, my father and brother were working at their desks and i announced loudly there were a lot of cockroaches on the bottle including the eggs. My brother screamed (sort of 'cos his voice become rather highpitched) at me to get the bottles out 'cos the cockroaches would escape to his place as i was dumping them onto the carpet.

instantly, my brother, armed with the insecticide, started spraying at the bottles and the boxes once they were outside the office door. my father did the job of clearing the carcasses naturally because those wine bottles were his favourites.

This meeting with a large number of cockroaches was a hair-rising event 'cos it was disgusting and the very fact that they could crawled about anywhere and most pobably getting intimate with you crawling about on your skin under your clothes.

More on Snowcake

do admit the movie is taking a lighter and brighter look at autism. i think it's ok. 'cos people with this sort of illness can be quite depressed 'cos they are anti-social and rejected by others because of their wierd ways, behaviour and habits. i had seen reports of people with high functioning autism taking sucides and are dead. to day i have seen 2 to 3 reports of such. these people are really talents. it's a pity. the movie shows us how we should treat people as such. individually. putting aside our prejudices and differences and accept the person as he / she is. It's easier said than done, of course. But by learing more of this psychological illness, we will be able to treat them with more care and consideration and loving kindness. In turn, we will be able to make the place we live in a better place.

the lady with autism in the movie is lucky to have understanding parents and an understanding daughter too. the lady is able to take a more optimistic view towards her life despite difficulties that come along with her 'disability'.

i believe all individuals have the ability to survive in this world or else we won't be born in this world. But to survive, we are still interdependent of each other. Where do our clothes come from? What made the clothes? How are the fabrics being made? How is the yarn being spun? Without the people, there will no such thing as the civilisation. :) Without this world, there won't be humans and other living things.

Tuesday, January 09, 2007


Went to watch snowcake on 1/1/2007. A warm hearted movie. Surprisingly nice one. The main cast are Alan Rickman as the ex-prisoner giving a lift to a young girl who was the daughter of autistic Linda, Sigourney Weaver as the autistic Linda, Carrie-Anne Moss as the neighbour of Linda.

The movie tells us about the outlook of life through the stories of this three characters. How they view life and the relationship between each other affect the way they behave and handle the emotional stress they face at life major events eg. the death of Linda's daughter. Linda had chosen to take a positive attitude towards the death of her daughter in memory of their relationship and strong bondage they had in the past.