16 February 2011

All He Ever Wanted

"When I have done all I ever wanted to do, what should I do next?"

That is the thought that has been running in Mr. B.'s mind in the past few days. In the midst of unpacking his 2 large luggage from our trips that lasted for many months, he can't help but think about it. What's next?

As a child, Mr. B. wanted to draw big buildings, so he completed his degree in architecture. He wanted to learn music, so he studied piano and classical guitar for a year. As he grew older, he aspired to write stories, so he studied screenwriting with the best in class screenwriter. Then he wanted to be a disc jockey, so later in life he was given the opportunity to play in a major club for 3 years. He wanted to see musicals, so he went to New York and London to watch some of the best shows in the world. Many times.He wanted to see the world, and his various jobs took him to far away places like Bogota, Colombia. He wanted to cook, so he enrolled himself in Le Cordon Bleu in Paris.

"So what do I do now, Becker?" he asked.

"Carry on dreaming," I answered him. "Isn't that what humans do?"

Indeed dreams motivate humans to pursue the things they want to achieve and find ways of reaching those goals. Once you achieve one, you move on to the next, until you fulfill every single dream you have in life. Some humans worked all their lives to achieve just one goal, others pursue many and achieve some, still others have the good fortune of doing every single thing they always wanted to do.

I reminded Mr. B. of the slogan we saw in many souvenir items while we were in London. It's says in big, bold white letters on a red background "Keep Calm and Carry On". I told him not to worry too much and that everything will be just fine, like what they always say in the movies even everyone knows that there is no hope at all.

But I do believe in Mr. B. I do believe that he will continue to formulate many more dreams and he will find ways to achieve them. And that I will be there to see them all come true.

15 February 2011

Cuts Like A Knife

Since we came back from our European tour, Mr. B. couldn't stop talking about wanting to invest in good set of knives for his tiny kitchen. Perhaps influenced by the professional kitchen when he attended classes in Le Cordon Bleu, he believed excellent knives would make perfect cuts and perfect cuts will make nice food placement on a plate.

On St. Valentine's Day, D. surprised him with a set of WMF Spitzenklasse cutlery including carving knife, paring knife, Chef's knife and others. Of course this made Mr. B. one very happy man. He promised not to let anyone besides himself touch the beautiful set, not even the cleaner. Now all he needs is an equally nice block and chopping board to go with this collection.

Hopefully, Mr. B. will demonstrate some of what he learned from Le Cordon Bleu and cook some nice meals for D. and me.

10 February 2011

Among Friends

Last week, I celebrated my 12th birthday with a group of friends. These are friends I only get to meet once every few years when Mr. B. and I are on holidays. They prepared 4 colorful cupcakes for me, we had nice balloons, photo taking and lots of fun. But I do miss friends from "back home", especially my best friend Russell.

While I was having a grand time celebrating my birthday, Mr. B. was busy meeting his friends to make sure he can accommodate as many of them as possible during our short stay. These are friends from his childhood, from high school, from college, from previous jobs. Some people he hasn't seen for a year, some he hasn't seen for 33 years. They spent a lot of time eating, catching up on what is happening in their lives, about the good old days - some strangely familiar stories while others Mr. B. were totally unaware of. His friends took him to places from his childhood, vaguely familiar places where he used to study, commute, play or have fun.

Needless to say, one can make many new discoveries about how other people's lives developed through the year - the once protected and sheltered individual whose life became plagued with countless misfortunes, the comical character who never seemed to take life seriously yet became a wealthy healer of the sick, the admired character who eventually became a bitter adult who is still searching for a direction in life.

I have other things in mind, I want remember my 4 delicious cupcakes - the color, the taste. I want to remember the wonderful time I shared with my friends. When I am old, I want to be able to think back and recall all these details because I am sure thinking about them will always put a smile on my face.

02 February 2011

Hoppy New Year!

To all my Chinese fans and friends from all over the world, Happy Lunar New Year! May the Year of the Rabbit brings you health and prosperity!


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