"Take the example of a person who likes to eat sweet things, but doesn't like sour things. Then there is a certain kind of fruit that this person enjoys. That fruit may be mostly sweet, but it may also have a little bit of sourness in it. That person continues to enjoy the fruit, they don't stop eating it because it has a little sour taste. If they want to continue to enjoy eating that fruit, they have to accept the little bit of sourness in it. You can't separate the sweet from the sour in that piece of fruit, it is always going to be mixed".
(quoted from a book titled "The Art of Happiness At Work" by His Holiness The Dalai Lama and Howard C. Cutler, M.D)
I, too, like to eat sweet things and don't like sour things. And the Dalai Lama was right, as a big fan of "Mangga Harumanis" (a type of mango from Indonesia), I would continue eating the mango even though sometimes it has a little bit of sourness in it.As for life, I always wanted my life to be perfect and smooth. (hey, who doesn't want it?). Unfortunately, just like the "Mangga Harumanis", even though 80% of them are sweet, there is still 20% of sourness in them, in which, I just have to swallow it.
A chat with my friend on Saturday night at a cozy lounge in Singapore reminded me that life can be really sour. And when it turns sour, can we say, "No, I don't want to taste it"? I wish it can be that simple. As simple as I said NO to dark chocolate (yes, even though I have a sweet tooth, dark chocolate isn't sweet enough - for me).
Well, I think, sometimes we have the choice and the priviledge to say NO, but in some cases, unfortunately, we don't. And this is when we just have to swallow the sourness of the fruit.
C'est la vie... that's life... it comes in one package: sweet and sour :).
And the same thing applies for human being. It comes in one package: all the positive sides and a bit of 'malfunction' here and there. Nobody's perfect. Just like our life. Can't expect life to be as smooth as a Thai silk... so can't a human being be...




Since it's a popular dive site and a high season, there were a lot of divers diving when we were there. Too many, I would say. In the low season, people said that we could see a school of barracudas, jackfish, etc. Lots of big fish as well. But, my first dive in this wreck wasn't that amazing. Probably the divers scared the fish away. I "only" saw the usual suspects: numbers of bumphead fish -- big ones :), moray idols, batfish, goat fish, numbers of lion fish (also big ones... gosh they're pretty!), parrotfish, etc. 



I stayed at the bow of the boat. There were several mattresses for passengers to crash in. Those mattresses looked like a barrack for soldiers. It was far from the image of a dream holiday trip… but I think I have to experience it at least once in my life, so that I wouldn’t take it for granted next time I go on holidays. All those luxury, clean and easy transportations aren’t always there! Hee hee.. “It’s a suicide dive trip”, as a friend said a few days before the trip. Still we did it, anyway.
If you asked me, “Which one was the most interesting part of doing the advanced dive course?”. Then I would say, “Night dive”. It was a hell of different experience! Everything was dark (yeah, of course! Daaa…) and pitched black… what we saw was only the light from the torch. Too bad the visibility wasn’t that good in the Genting House Reef site, so it was even harder to observe the reef life. There were some red dots shining from the corals… was wondering what they were. Apparently, there were the shrimps’ eyes!!! Amazing, eh? It reminded me of cats’ eyes that shine in the night time. Apart from observing those shrimps, I didn’t really see that much animals down there. I was so nervous that I would be separated from my buddy. So, my eyes were fixed looking at her from behind! Hahahaha… It didn’t feel comfortable at all. The darkness, the unclear water, the dim of the torch -- all these stuff made me anxious.


