Saturday, 28 May 2016

The Bull And Bear And Bird

Hi again

There are certain items in the house which I unintentionally will often take to use over others. Take for example this coffee mug.

Instant coffee in a bull n bear mug with nasi lemak daun pisang
a well liked combination

Whenever I look at this mug it reminds me of my involvement dabbling in shares.

I am no big time investor and as you can more or less guess from reading my blog I am just an ordinary woman living an ordinary life. Or less than ordinary with my conservative world view and mundane life and yet trying to keep pace with the modern world and of course trying to make what life left in me, interesting while still very much clinging to the past.

The euphoria of the stock market in the nineteen nineties drawn me to join the crowd. The lure of easy money made me part with a subtantial portion of my saving. Without knowledge on market price and valuations I just follow the herd.

In the beginning it was real. Profits made was additional income and adding that to my salary I felt life was at last a little easier.

It allowed me to have some extras.

I could afford to equipt my children with the sporting gears which I thought was best. I did not want my children to be defeated even when the game had not begun. So have the best rackets, shoes and clothings and other things that could boost their ego and confidence and to get them charged up for the match.

Do I sound like a kiasu ha ha.

I knew those things helped but it was more of their determination and love for the sport was what really made them win.

But nobody can deny that money can get things moving.

There was so much happy talk about the market. Many people at the time were smiling and were laughing their way to the bank. Many individuals were giving investment talks and there were some offered their service as fund managers and consultants so you can consult and allow them to hold your money and they could maximise profits for you. Lucky I did not buy their talk cock. Those who did took a long time to get out of depression.

Because soon after due to upheavels in the economic world the market index fell from the peak into a deep ravine and most and in fact all the share prices plumetted and everything plunged and burst.

Many people had their fingers burnt.

Me included. Some felt shy to admit. Because they talked big, talked like clever people advising everybody before that. Hah now?

And sometimes while clearing and uncluttering my house I come across some old bussiness magazines. I have read them before and had believed what the magazine said. How wrong were those investment savvy people. Now after many years when I read it again it makes me laugh.

I still hold a porfolio (a humble one) now but it is littered here and there with non performing penny stocks. Even to get rid of them will cost me money. Some has been delisted but still appear in my account. I think its ok for it to be there so it will keep reminding me not to repeat the same folly.

Due to the shocking experience I should have stopped it all but I like the excitement of involving in buying and selling. I still do but in my very small way and with small limited fund. Excited to watch the graph rising and I shudder at the graph falling. Have something to look forward to. And hoping.

I have become too careful and sometimes fearful very often missing the opportunity to make when selling at the wrong time. But I keep telling myself a little gain or gettting back your money is better than a loss but stubborness in me can turn the gain into loss. Huhhhh.

I like to go on the many investment forums on the net and read the comments there. There were expressions of joy and despair. The self made gurus and consultants are giving free advice. Also squabling among themselves in the virtual world but sometimes I feel they are right there in front . But most time they will make me smile. They are, yes, clever people but many are still so young I guess.

After so many years I still have not improved. If I were I would be wealthy by now and enjoying holidays in some great destinations. But no I am just here and make do with a holiday at home with this camera. Suffice for the simple me. Ok take photos.

Such a tiny bird

Frontal view

This is a different individual no red patch on the head

This has more color and it was making monosyllable sound

The bird is barbet same as here

Ok for now will be back for another entry.

Be happy . . .

Bye . . .

Wednesday, 25 May 2016

The Dark And Dusky #Hawk On The Roof


Woke up at the crack of dawn.

Oh why so early, is not at this hour the best time to sleep, at least for me, after fighting the insomnia earlier on in the night.

Well, there's the obligation to fullfill. Why I do it. No question. Just do it.

The thing that gets the angst out in me is the feeling that I am being monitored over this. Whereas the time to do this duty is not so fixed the pious are making themselves cleverer fixing things for other human beings. That I don't agree. Whatever I have to shut up.

But according to one article on sleep waking up early is good. Many reasons to it. You and me should know it too. Its just common sense though there are some scientific explanations which if I were to ponder over it will make me more difficult to sleep.

So I think I must make myself tired in the day by engaging in things I enjoy doing and avoid daylight sleeping so as to have a better sleep at night.

Or may be just have a nap say about twenty minutes in the afternoon as a friend suggested. Without rest fatique can set in.

Problem is the twenty minutes can progress to two hours or more complete with dreams. When awakened you are full of regrets and sigh over the wasted hours and easily get irritated when things go awry.

When things go awry . . .

Sleep was not a problem when  I was still working even though I frequently had my sleep interrupted.

My work involved me going on call after office hours every other week. Sometimes I was called up just as I was about to fall asleep.

At times I was not even alerted by a telephone call the transport was already outside my gate with the driver tapping on the horn. After an hour or two when the job was completed I could fall asleep while travelling back which was only a short distance.

If tired anyway anywhere you can sleep

Now in retirement there is supposed to be no pressure and no one is calling for me in the middle of the night and that I should be able to sleep well. But not really. Its my biology I think. Anyway it doesn't help by thinking too much about it . It is better to be involved in activities that we enjoy.  Get a little tired then perhaps a sound sleep in the night and get energised the next morning.

Sharing  pillow is not a problem when you are so very sleepy

And to keep active yesterday I went to play tennis although my arm was still a little sore from gardening and in the morning and the late evening before that I had photography session with this dark and dusky hawk.

See where it dared to perch. On the roof !

Watching the plane passing by

What's this

White feather jutting out from the
lower chest area

The white area on the chest - sorry for the poor quality picture - was taken previously at dusk

So sharp!

Standing on one leg ready to go

Back to its favourite tree

And perch there for some time.

And dozing off. . .(?)

Have a relaxing day . . .

bye . . .

Sunday, 22 May 2016

Browse The Album When It Rains


The hot dry time is really over. Now its wet.

It comes first with the wind wailing.

The rain then poured and look like curtain  falling from the edge of the roof.

The lightning flashed and the thunder from the sky would clap and whip and crack and boom.

They can make things in the hand slip and drop. If it is glass it will shatter into a thousand pieces. Broken and never can be mended. 

The bad weather, dark and threatening and that can bring on anxiety.

Or is it just me easily get scared and timid. Blame it on my childhood experience.

Growing up in the kampung I lived in a wooden house built high on stilts and it was not very strong such that when we played and ran inside the house the floor would rattle and if you jump the house seemed to shake. Its like what you see when children nowadays jump on the wooden bed ha ha. Of course you would get the yelling too.

The house was surrounded by tall coconut trees. We were always told not to play under the trees because ripe coconut can fall on you even if there was no strong wind. My late mother was unlucky and had one coconut fell on her back. In the old days people did not go to the hospital they let time heal their injuries.

It must have affected her spine because as she grew older her back hunched and much later was found that she had an old fracture at the thoraco lumber region. I was only so small when things happened and did not know anything then.

Sorry I digressed.

As I said the house was surrounded by tall coconut trees you can imagine how anxious we were in stormy weather especially at night and in total darkness only intermittently lighted by the lightning flashes.

The trees would be swaying like pendulums. Some coconuts would fall and when it hit the zinc roof the banging would strike fear in us children as we huddled each other and the elders would be reciting prayer words and not just exclaiming OMG.

Now at this age I should be ashamed as to be so anxious about this bad weather. After all the place where I stay is usually not on the path of the real wrath of nature.

Pray let it remain that way.

I must not be whinning and complaining.

It should not matter if there is no tennis due to the bad weather.

When there is nothing much to do just doodle

Exercise the fingers to relax the mind
Birds from nowhere

Bad weather does not allow for gardening so do it in your computer.

Gardening can kill boredom
When its cold and raining outside it is a good time to browse the album. There may be old photos which can bring back beautiful memories and bring a smile and forget the disappointment brought upon by bad weather.

Here are some pictures from my album. . .

Sit in the corner and do nothing

Happy time meeting friends in fine weather

Rare sighting

Got a companion

There are more old photos I intend to upload in future entries.

So till then . . .

Bye . . .

Wednesday, 11 May 2016

They Have Taken Over

Hello everyone

I think my earlier guess was right. The hawk which appears since more than two months back around this area has frightened away the smaller birds. Now I see less birds in the vicinity.

The hawk now has shifted to another tree which is nearer to the tree where the pigeons doves orioles kingfisher bee-eaters  iora and others like to come basking and grooming themselves.

Today I saw none of the colorfuls instead another  hawk with dark and dull colored plumage was found to perch on that tree.

So now there are two hawks patronising the area. Although they are different in color and the sound too are different they seem to respond to each other. They must be cousins ha ha.

I think there are more in the belukar behind the tall trees because I could hear similar callings from the back. Some sounded "small" and whinning. There could be a nest inside.

So far only these two are sighted.

Here they are

Its presence cause other birds to disappear

Looks so haughty and dominating

Something caught its attention

On the alert

Always cautious looking over the back

Ready stance

Eyes focussed

Calling out

announcing its presence

 The legs of the first hawk

This belongs to the second

Looking what's behind is the characteristic of the hawk before it attacks its prey

Sharp eyes to spot potential prey    

So these two hawks have taken over the ground. Wonder where the other birds have gone. 

The stronger, bigger and cleverer ones win. Its like that.

Take care,

Bye. . .  


Tuesday, 10 May 2016

#Black Hawk Came To Conquer


The graph must be pointing down
From a plateau position
Sleeping through dawn
Waking with a lingering yawn

Hoping for a bright moment
Not to be found
In the quiet morn
broken by annoying sound

Open the window brightness would inspire
and would lift the spirit a little
Its not there
The expanse sombre
Bland and colorless. .

The sound is coming from here
But not the usual chirp chirping or kur kurr kurrr

The high pitched call is from this




On the look out for prey

And now!!

Let the sunshine in and cast away the shadows. . .

Be happy. . .

Bye. . .