The Meaning...

I have not done this in the longest time. I used to always have my own plans on the weekends.

Not anymore. My priorities now are different from the past few years.

Time has changed, things have changed, and they have changed for the better (I know).

I went for a theater play with my family. It was a RM100 family package for 4. We drove to KLPAC last Sunday afternoon after Gabby’s training. It was my second time going to KLPAC. This round it was for pleasure and not work.

“A Christmas Carol” was the play we watched. It was my very first time going for plays.

Me with the giant banner

Darius Taraporvala was the main actor as Ebenezer Scrooge – the old and bitter miser. He undergoes a profound experience of redemption over the course of one night. If the experience doesn't change Scrooge's ways of thinking and actions, he will end up walking the Earth forever being nothing but invisible and lonely, just like his friend Jacob Marley. Mr. Scrooge is a financier/money-changer who has devoted his life to the accumulation of wealth. He holds anything other than money in contempt, including friendship, love and the Christmas season.

My verdict: It was quite entertaining and meaningful. The actors and actresses were good. Props looked great and cute.

My thoughts after the play: Putting Christmas aside, we should be kind and generous to others at all times. Not only in terms of monetary, but also our care and love for others. We shouldn’t stinge on that. Sharing what we have and giving others our time and ears sometimes make a difference in life. A little effort, but HUGE Difference. It is a form of charity (and charity starts from home).

Have you ever felt happy and having the satisfying feeling in you when you have extended your hand to someone needy? Even just by doing the tiny little thing that others will remember and appreciate for life?

After the play, we had a few snap shots before we left KLPAC. KLPAC is really a beautiful place. I felt the serenity and peace there. Just by standing near the glass window, overseeing the carpeted-like grass, it was just an awesome sight.

Dad suggested settling for an early dinner at The Coliseum. It has been 2 or 3 years since we last had dinner there. It used to be six people at the table, but now only 4. The happy, cheery 4.

Coliseum is really an old, rustic looking restaurant. Some of the old waiters there are really Hainanese and OLD – the oldest that I know is now 83 years old. You think he is the blur and partially deaf old man?! NO, he is still healthy and “happening”. Apparently, when we asked about him, he just punched in, back from a mahjong session. Chief Morgan is the chief waiter in the restaurant. He is Indian, but he can speak Hainanese and Cantonese fluently - Putting us, the Chinese into shame.

Again, I had a few shots there before we left. Had a few at the bar area too…..

I just love taking photos to capture the excitement of my journey; day by day!

Lepaking on the cozy couch

Till then, good night!