Friday, December 25, 2020

Deep though and reflection on this Christmas Day

 25th December 2020

Christmas 💐💐 day.

As usual, woke up at 3am, played a few games, read an hour of ebook, checked and posted some pictures on instagram, read and left some comments on people’s posts on FB. By the times I realised it is 5am.

Time for me to wash up and have my fruits, preparing for my sisters’visit. But as I lay down in bed, thinking to myself, I have constant flow of visitors since I came back from Battambang. Came back on the 7th November, quarantined for 14days, moved around to different houses with my suitcases for two weeks, found myself an empty apartment, moved in and with the help of Grete, furnished it and finally settled in.

As I was thinking how blessed and fortunate I am, with beautiful, loving children who take good care of me, physically, emotionally and financially 😜😊. Sisters who are always there for me through thick & thin, sharing my struggles, sadness and happiness. Friends are there, caring, loving and supportive, they too filled my life with meaning and purposes.

Then it dawn to me that this blessings actually come from the Almighty. He is there to make sure that my life is colourful with all the people around me. 

From the time I got married, moved to Kuching, I am surrounded by friends. The first three friends I met on my first month in Kuching was Connie ,  Sok Hua with whom I have lost contact but with Kui Foong, the friendship is so strong, although we seldom meet (once in 10 years may be) , but the love we shared is always there. Then came Doris Tan and family, they embraced Boon and me , took us in as their family, included us in the family reunion during festive seasons.

It is 6am now, time to get up from my bed .......to be continued 😊


Adira and me!

Adira and me!



30th Oct 2010 9.30 pm

Everyday is an interesting day in Battambang. As usual, Saturday always start with Wody and me working in the garden. To day we had the help of Ridvan too. We tried burning the leaves but what can three ,inexperience Malaysian do, We finished one box of matches and management to burn a little only and all of us smell like smokes.

By the time we finished, Muklis has come to prepare for his lessons, so I invited all of the to join me for my famous pancake breakfast, they loved it.

Kavita and daughter, Adira came for late breakfast around 9 am and the breakfast turned into business talk. Now the deal is sealed, we are officially starting our Indian restaurant on the 5th of November, Deepaveli day. Kavita is the cook and she will come up with her own money too. I will help in keeping account and Elyssa is in charge of the marketing, getting the foreign crowd. We will approach Ridvan and Wody to sell drink. Oh ya, we even written down the menu already! Adira got so restless that I started entertained her with my Iphoto.

Spent a little of time with Facebook and went to KD for dinner with Alex and Elyssa. Wonder how a day passed so fast. tomorrow is another day.

Tuesday, June 05, 2018

Vera - It is hard not to love her

5th June 2018

Another old post, this has to be at least 8 years ago when Vera visited me in Zena’s Gasing house.

let's see, when did I meet Vera ! May be 1971, she remembered every thing about our first meeting. It was in my place in Kuching and she came with two other friends (she reminded me yesterday but I had no clue at all) accepted the Faith then.. Left for UK soon after that and stayed in China and Macau for the last 17 years.

I remembered well when I next saw her after 1971 was 20 years later, in 1993 when I went to Macau. She was a small lady, I was not sure if I could recognized her after so many years, but no fear, she was still the same old small size lady. (She is still the same)

You must meet her mother, she was another remarkable lady that one will never forget. I met her in 1999 again after 28 yrs, she remembered Boon and me very well. She is kind and one of the warmest and purest soul I ever met. I always remember her "touchew" prayer asking Baha'u'llah to bless and protect everyone she know.... in her own words.

Vera, one must know her to love her, she is simple, kind of like a child, you can easily pass her by but once you know her, you will never forget her.

She is on her way to America to seek a new life and I sincerely wish her all the best.





Monday, June 04, 2018

Life is simple and I love it'e simplicity!

4th June 2018

It is not easy to blog, unlike before, I had only a laptop and a camera, after I transferred the photos to my laptop, then I posted them. very easy!
Now I have a smartphone that takes good and clear pictures, so much so that I am too lazy to take out my camera. In the end, the pictures get posted in Facebook only.
Let's face it, it is hard to write with smartphones, they are too smart, they auto spell your words, sometimes your sentences too.
Furthermore, with my fat fingers, instead of o, it goes to i, when I want an a, it goes to z. this was another reason why FB is easier.
Thirdly, with my failing eyesight, I can lay down, bring the phone very near to my face to read, write and post. with Laptop, I have to sit straight to type, I don't mind the sitting except then I can't see the words I type, I have to bring my face very near to the laptop,,,,can anyone imagine how uncomfortable it can be.

Okay, enough of excuses for being lazy, let's start to do serious blogging.

It is 7.53pm now. What have I done the whole day? Got up at 5am, checked my phone for messages, email and played one or two games. by then it was 6am. Went down to the kitchen, had some fruits, fed the fish in the pond (love that)
came in for breakfast. sat down at the table, realized that there are many messages, read the messages, wash up, went to the hammock, open my Ipad, watched a few episodes of drama. oh ya, I did walk around the house a bit, did a little of chores in between the drama, like washed up my breakfast dishes, watered the plants, a little sewing....the whole morning is gone. it seems like a relaxing morning, but I can assured you, it was not. Why not? let me explain.

As I had my breakfast, I had to find out some informations for Lani, forward air tickets details to Sak and Sokhom. clicked like to my friend's FB, left some comments, oh dear, my sticky fingers dirty my keyboard. looked for tissue to clean the keyboard, no more tissue, went upstairs to get the tissue, found out that I have not tidied my bed, after I tidied my bed, I came downstairs without the tissue, went upstairs again. right now it is 8pm, I still don't have any tissue on my table.....

Went to town in the afternoon to run some errands. Thanks to reliable Volake, she is like a daughter to me, she took me to the bank, waited for me, then did some shopping an....d then, we went to Swensen's, each had two scoops of ice cream..... life is simple and we are happy with the simplicity of life. Just two scoops of ice cream and we are so happy.

some friends came over for breakfast after the dawn prayer
at the temple yesterday


Nabil is the only child that comes every Sunday since I started my English class.
I felt sorry each time I cancel the class. So this time I didn't send him back.
Instead I turned on "Anne" the classic movie for him to watch.



Sunday, June 03, 2018

Spring Festival !

3rd June 2018

Another Chinese New Year that I forgot to post.


My mother used to put the above items and a bowl of rice on the alter on new year eve. Every thing here has a symbolic meaning but only if you pronounce it in "Hokkien" The Pineapple is for prosperity, Manderine orange for "gold" the round fruits for good live when one is old, the red dates are for good fortune in the years to come !



We would like to wish all the loved one a happy, healthy, and prosper New Year













Siblings



My eldest sister is 12 year my senior

First day of New Year

3rd June 2018

As promised, this draft was long overdue and now I am posting it. I am not sure which year  was that. :


Every Chinese New Year brings back memories of my childhood.
On new year eve, mother would open the safe, took out the gold jewelries and dawned it on us.
I had a ring sharped like a snake, the eye was a tiny piece of ruby, a pc of very big gold coin with the head of queen Elizabeth. another one with 3 pearls dangling in cages. and many bangles. All the above were given to me by my grandma


Now that mother is gone, my children are carrying our the tradition except we don't have any gold with us.
We get up early and prepare ourselves for the new year too.
















Family and friends came and wish each other. Here come #6 and her family.




Next came my cousin and her son




Brother and wife from Singapore.


He is always quiet, calm and happy , sitting there, observing us, enjoying the noises of the Chong Clan.

2nd June 201

Now that I have started, I spent the whole morning tidying up my drafts, there were almost 30 unpublished drafts,  I am not sure why I did not publish them, I am going to do it one by one over the next few days.

since I am here now, I shall start my post from today. Today's event started last night when Sokhom messaged me, asked if I needed any thing from town because he was going today. Am I making any sense here?Anyway I gave him a list of things to buy. He is going to make a good husband in the future, he came back with all the marketing stuff, chicken, vegetable, fruits, all  fresh and cheaper than how I used to pay.
 A new day is dawning. It was 4.30 am, the moon still shining through my window and I am wide awake, soaking in the quietness and peace this place offered.


The cleaner brought along her son? grandson ? no way for me to find out since I don't know a word of Khmer.
The  house is not really ready yet, there are still works to to done here and there

 sShe has been sitting there for hours, pretend to work when she see me staring at her.

 Our guest supposed to come at 7.30 for dinner  but was told by Sokhom that I asked them to come at 4pm. Luckily they know how to keep themselves occupied.
 I am not sure what he was trying to do.

 Sothearat and Sryta, they sure know what they were doing. without me saying anything, they cleared the cement bags and turned them into flower pots
 See what they did, I could never know what to do if leave it  to me, I would probably burn them like what I did before that.
 Simple dinner, kichap chicken by me and fried veg by Sothearat
 Hahaha, Sithat has a girl friend now and her name is Chan.
 Sryta camera shy
Here he is, Sokhom, I told him to let me know by 4 pm how many friends are coming. By 4pm, walked in Sreyta and Sothearat, followed by Sak and Sovan. they were told to come at 4pm by Sokhom....sigh.
Since they were early, I decided to bake a cake for Sothearat since yesterday was her birthday

Anyway, It is so hard to write, my creative juice just refuse to flow. let end the day with everyone happy with the dinner and the cake and the tea.



Saturday, June 02, 2018

I do blog everyday but only in my head.

2nd June 2018

It has been ages since I last blog, I may not blog here but every single day I blog in my head. Life is interesting, sweet, sour and sometimes bitter sometimes spicy, there is always something to blog about. You may think that I am crazy, yes, indeed I am. I do blog in head everyday.

Just two night ago, I received messages from two of my granddaughters, they have been reading my blogs. Imagine how happy I was! Then Lani told me she did learn something from my latest post about Wills of God and Plans of God for our life. It happen to all of us, especially now, she feels strongly about it since she is no longer a member of the National Spiritual Assembly of Singapore.

Dear Saloma and Gaia, If you happen to read this post, I would like to thank both of you for reading my blog and with your encouragement, here I am, trying to pen down my thoughts.

bye for now.


Friday, April 14, 2017

By Grace Chong Bee Yim

30th October 2016

The year was 1970. I was young and beautiful; a heart breaker to men but a headache for my mother.

I was working a clerk in an electrical shop in Sentul, Kuala Lumpur and had an active social life. Boyfriends, movies and supper every night although most of the time my two younger sisters tagged along.

Mrs Teh, my sister who was already a Baha’i, sent a ‘friend’ over to Kuala Lumpur meet me, and hopefully, will save this soul who was having the time of her life. The ‘friend’ had just completed his flight training and was a pilot in the Royal Malaysian Air Force. When he was transferred tol KL, he paid us a visit.

We dated, although to be honest - he was always late for our dates so instead of going for movies like normal couples did back then, we always ended up at the National Baha’i Center. Over the next few months, my sisters and I spent most of our time at the Baha’i Center, various Baha’i homes and firesides. Movies and boyfriends seemed very far away then.

My sister Bee Lee, one of my tag along sister, became a Baha’i not long after that. I resisted. Who is Baha’u’llah's and what is His teachings about? I came from a typical Chinese school and could not speak a word of English back then. We were taught Confucious' teachings in school. Since all spiritual teachings are the same, there was nothing new, so why should I change? On top of that, Baha’i functions were all conducted in English and most of the Baha’is in KL spoke only English. I could not comprehend all that was going on.

I remember 11th of December 1970 clearly. I was taken to the Seremban Baha’i Centre to celebrate Human Rights Day. It was also the Feast of Masa'il, where I met an old Bahai. He handed me a declaration card and asked me to sign it. I was lost, he was old, it was impolite to say no so that was the day I declared. There was no spiritual meaning to it at that time.

Over the years, I have come to understand that who I am today is the will of God and I have my late husband to thank for that. His life was short and I think the purpose of his life was to seek me out, teach me English and make me a Baha’i.

I believe that my life’s path is being planned by Baha'u'llah, not me. Nothing is planned by me. I just follow His will.

I never once consider myself as a pioneer, I didn't choose where I wanted to go. It just fell into His plan. I have very fond memories of Kuching, it was the place that I grew up spiritually. As a young bride, I knew very little of the Faith, followed Boon to Kuching and literally grew up in Dr Fozdar and Grete’s home when Boon went to Sibu for his detachment. The Fozdar’s was my second home and Grete was like a mother to me.

There I met many people my age or younger and with these many Baha’i youths, my life became busy with studying, cooking, firesides, deepening, always loads of fun and laughter. They were there to be the guinea pigs to try out my cooking and baking skills. Sometimes the food was good and sometimes bad but really nobody complained. We used to have many indigenous native Baha'is stay at our house that and from then I had learn to cook in large quantities.

In 1972, Boon was elected as a treasure to the National Spiritual Assembly. Then I had to learn accounting in order to help him with the bookkeeping. I had the opportunity to meet many pioneers who came to settle down in Sarawak. Later I was elected to the Local Spiritual Assembly of Kuching.

Looking back I realized Baha'u'llah didn't give me much choices, He was there to make sure that I learnt whatever He wanted me to learn during the short period, knowing that Boon would not be long with me.

The next posting was to Butterworth Penang. Life very much the same as in a Kuching, Boon was not a romantic and as everyone knows, he was always the center of attraction at every occasion. I got used to sharing him with the community and with everyone who crossed our path. Friends dropped by anytime of the day and I have fond memories of Uncle Naga and Ganesen who stopped by on the way to NSA meetings in KL at 2am. I remember Kantha visiting us almost every weekend on his way back to Alor Star from his teaching post in Parit Buntar. Youths from Penang and Alor Star were coming in and out of our house all the time. Sometimes this coming and going really got on my nerves and tested my patience. I supposed Baha'u'llah has His hands in it too. I had to learn to accept and welcome and love whoever cross my path (this lesson is still ongoing today).

That pretty much sums up my life as a new Baha'I, which was a learning process where I learnt to share my life with everyone. I learnt that Boon did not belong to me alone, he was loved by everyone and he loved everybody. One thing I know for sure is that Baha’u’llah prepared me for the eventuality, and the biggest lesson of detachment.

In April 1976, Boon left me & the three and thereafter was another chapter of my life.

Present Day…
I am sitting in the plane, going back to Singapore from my month long holiday, I am thinking to myself how blessed I am.

There were periods of my life which I would like to forget and bury it for good but out of those sorrowful years came two very beautiful daughters that completed my life. For many years I worked day and night to support my five children singlehandedly. Come to think about it, that was also the happiest times of my life. I had all my children by my side, we struggled, we played, we laughed, we were happy and free of the nightmare. We were free, liberated!

I have so many friends, siblings, cousins who was always there for me. If it is not His will, then whose? I always wonder.

There are a few people I would like to acknowledge if I am allowed. They shaped me into who I am today. They are the Fozdar family, Alan Tay, Murthy and the Lim's family from Klang and of course my siblings.

From an uneducated girl to who I am today... I feel inadequate as a mother and as a servant, I wish I can do better especially in serving His Cause. As a mother, I must have done right because all of them are serving in their own way and their own capacity. I am truly blessed to have them.

Saturday, November 12, 2016

On my way back from my month long holiday. 27 October 2016


   When I booked Norint Airport Hotel,I thought it is going to be walking distant from the airport. It was not, it was at least 1/2 an hour drive to a small town.I was a bit disappointed but it turned out that it was the best deal. The receptionists were warm and friendly, the small restaurant in the hotel served very delicious dinner.I took a stroll after I checked in, quiet, quaint houses along the streets lined with trees, autumn leaves falling and dancing in the air and only one (mini) supermarket that didn't want to accept my credit card. Milka ( my favourite chocolate) was on sale but I didn't have any Euro to buy. :-(
I love the quietness, the quaintness and tranquility of this small town.