Tuesday, October 21, 2014

To the Piggy mummy

“ You’ll thank me for this one day “
“ No, I won’t ! Never ! In your dreams ! “



Growing up, this used to be a very common conversation thread between mum and I. 

Don’t like public speaking ?
Well young lady, guess who’s going to be sharing a solo poem in front of everyone in church this Mother’s Day ? You’ll thank me for this one day.

Don’t like practicing your piano ?
You’re not going anywhere until I hear you repeat that page at least 10 times.  You’ll thank me for this one day.

You wanna eat that cake ?
Here’s the recipe. Bake it yourself. You’ll thank me for this one day.

Your braces hurt ?
What do you mean your braces hurt ?? You’re keeping them on until your teeth straighten and I’m not hearing another word of this ! Now finish your porridge ! You’ll thank me for this one day !

Over the years, my mother has never allowed me to back down from any challenge thrown in my path, and on more than one occasion has firmly put me right in the path of great challenges. Most of all, she taught us how to give. I remember our ire as children when she would pack up our toys each year and donate them away “because there are children out there with no toys to play and you haven’t touched these in a long long long time!!”. Today, my tiger *ahem* supermummy turns … 25 ! Again !  :P And because I cannot think of a better gift, here’s a great big thank you, to make up for all the thank you's I never told you.

So thank you mummy for constantly showing me that by pushing my limits, I widen my horizon.

Thank you mummy for showing me that nothing worth having, ever comes easy. And for constantly saying that even gold has to go through fire to get moulded ( See ! I listen wan ! )

Thank you mummy for showing me that by never giving up, we get the strength to plow through the bend and see greater things at the end of the road.

Thank you mummy for constantly reminding me not to settle for anything less than the best that one can give. For teaching me how to love, and give.


Thank you mummy for being a living testimony, and a living example of the unconditional love that God has for us.  








P.s : Pictures stolen from Elinluv.com

P.p.s : Woman, we need to take more pictures together, and less pictures of food !

xoxoxo, 
Piggy Jo

Wednesday, February 05, 2014

Letter to my future child


If you end up reading this …. 

I’ll frown but not fret if you come home with muddy feet and dirt streaked cheeks because I’ll know you’ve been out exploring and challenging the limits of your imagination. In a touchscreen world where instant gratification is currency, I would want you to live your childhood. Adulthood, is overrated.


And in an age that prides perfection, I hope you don’t always come home with Straight As. Perfect scores mess with your psyche. School is not a competition of darts, or a game where every half point counts. If anything, develop the passion for learning new things and creating new experiences. Know this, the only A that will bring you far in life is Attitude.

Make friends who will make memories you’ll laugh at when you’re in your 60’s and 70’s. You’ll cut a class or two, you’ll probably be summoned to the principal’s office at least once (nothing is going to match the adrenaline rush you get within those torturous minutes waiting for your parents to arrive and your turn to be called in), but those are the stupid things you can afford to do only in your youth.

When you oppose the paths I’ll inadvertently point you towards, I’ll cringe, and bite my tongue, but inwardly rejoice at your spine and will. Because you’ll remind me that you were not born to be a mini me. Or an outlet for me to live vicariously through. 

I’ll know then, that you’ll be a person brave enough to charge through whatever obstacles that may stand between you and your dreams. A person of your own, who will not let someone else dictate the rules for YOUR life.  A person capable of making sound, reasonable decisions.


I’m not going to lie. You are going to fail at something, some point or another. Remember though that people look at the world through different lenses. Some people choose to magnify the negatives, some don’t realize that their lenses are coloured, some zoom in on their successes and ignore the things that don’t go their way. When things don’t go your way, I hope you’ll know that the bigger picture is made up of thousands of tiny dots, and some of these dots may not add up in your current situation, but all paths lead the way they were meant to. If you lose your perspective, zoom out and take a look at the bigger picture.



Thursday, November 28, 2013

KLCC Real Estate Market Trends


Having lived away from home for so many years  now, it’s just a matter of time before one thinks of casting roots and making a true home out of the home away from home. Living in the heart of bustling Kuala Lumpur has its definite perks. Commodities are easily accesible, night life and the finest of life is just a short ride away. In fact, literally everything is just a whisper away. Comfort and luxury often go hand in hand, but the value of convenience is one that can never be underestimated. Nobody wants to pay premium prices to rent a pretty spot in the city but end up spending hours in traffic jams and wrestling the stress of meeting appointment schedules on time.

Real estate in KL city centre remains one of the most sophisticated and high end real estate areas. Developments in the area cater mainly to well to do professionals or expats, as the properties come with stunning views, facilities and equally stunning prices. A lot of the real estate here have enviable views of the Kuala Lumpur skyline and most of the apartments are serviced apartments that have been furnished with elegance and class.  As most of the residents in these developments consist mainly of expats working in Malaysia, there are a large number of international schools hosting a rich community of world citizens.

It is needless to say that living right in the heart of where it all happens means that you could just take a night off and watch an orchestra performance at the Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra, or shop to your heart’s content at one of the many luxury shopping malls in the vicinity. With all these and more in store for the lucky buyer, it is no wonder that the KL properties market is only headed in one direction. Upwards.

Ah yes, a girl can dream indeed. 

Friday, July 05, 2013

Which of these two is better only God knows


Letter to self :

The choices that Death makes when he chooses his victims are most often beyond comprehension. He doesn’t have a place of preference, or a favoured time, neither is he influenced by beauty, or youth, or wealth, or health. He sneaks about, and stealthily taps into his next victim’s subconscious. Sometimes he gives them time to say their last goodbyes, but most cruelly, he decides to make a quick cut because what is Death, without his cloak of surprise.

Yes, you lament, rant, kick and scream at the injustice on the young souls Death sets his sights on. Whilst you may curse, throw tantrums, and mourn in stupefied silence, the reality remains that no mortal outruns Death.

But Life, oh Life is an entirely different playing field. Life is malleable, she flows and flourishes, her contours are resilient, she gives back more than you give. Life though, is not tolerant of wastrels. Spend more time with the people who matter, and worry less about those who don’t bother. Make little changes, stamp lasting memories so you linger in the fond thoughts of those who remain. Forgive, move on, stress less, laugh more. Be passionate because Life is a passionate lover.

You may not be able to cheat when the curtain drops, but you can choose to play the game of Life right. If this moment and the moments after these are going to be the fragile threads between now and eternity, make every precious filament count. We’re only given that many after all.

The hour of departure has arrived, and we go our separate ways. I to die, and you to live. Which of these two is better only God knows. – Socrates 


Thursday, June 20, 2013

The Road Not Taken


Letter to self :

So the road diverges, and without a clear signboard, you’re confused and conflicted. Torn between two wants, stuck between a hard place and a burning desire. Right now you’re wondering about the things you should have done, must do, have to do, are expected to do. So many lists, so many things, so many expectations.

Somewhere out there, there are these people who need you. The thing is, you know this, even acknowledge their need for the many yous, but you don't yet acknowledge how much you need them. They may have little, but so much to give. They may not have learnt a lot, but you have a world to learn from them.

You’ve allowed yourself to sink into that dangerous abyss full of cushy indifference, easy excuses and recycled thoughts. You’ve allowed yourself to forget how alive you felt every time you pushed yourself past that barrier of Feeling Uncomfortable.

You ask everyone for the answer, but how is someone else going to tell you how your heart beats a little faster at that memory. How can anyone tell you the melody of your song, unlock the secrets of your dreams. Why are you looking outside for answers that only lie within. Deep down, there is this voice willing for you to listen. Listen, just listen. Then take the road less traveled by.