Pathétique

Three days over and  this has come as marked in the diary.

I packed my work and made my quick steps, grabbing a quick meal and headed to the theatre hall.

With high hopes and a dizzy state,  I sincerely hope I would not end up in disappointment and that my restlessness will melt, at least , within the 2 hours.

I am glad and pleased to make it.
After coming back to this place for some time,  it has changed to somewhat a better landscape.

Changes. While I resist changes at some point for some reasons, I know well now that familiarity has takes a lot of   back seats. Let's just hope that the changes are for the benefit of many, to make this world a lesser doom.

Somehow, my wish , still remain unchanged.

In the darkness within the 2 hours, my soul was delighted and carried away by Beethoven's piece.

No disturbance. Only the Adagio movement, solitude, the perfomer and us.

It described the multiple mood and the delicate sense, running in between hopes and fears.

It also escorted me to time in Japan, coming towards the end.

I still recall those moments at the end of dusk, a soft light which, perhaps only could prevail back then.

It is probably a dimmer hope to return and find such radiance in the march of time.

Still then, I have to fill the remaining days with the sun of righteousness, innocence of morning light and a light, mystic silent night.

Enjoy:

Beethoven Sonata No. 8 'Pathetique' Mov. 2
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ly1iTD0zB1Y&feature=related

Happier than a bride

A woman's biggest and happiest day most would think is none other than the day when she is dressed in white raiment, walking down the aisle for the one.

However, my biggest and biggest day is more than a wedding for me.=)
And somehow it tastes sweeter than honey and deeper like the long kept wine.=)


Right now, I am on euphoria. Simple, sweet and sound.

Thanks to all who have been reading and following my blogs.
Thanks Jeff for being my avid and supportive reader.
And hope you 'll be the best critic too.
Thanks to Keith for the people and moments and, decorating my life.
Thanks to Smiley for being there to listen. What  precious ears you gave. Much appreciated.

Sorry must I say if the contents have been rather cynical, pessimistic, singular and anything but brilliant.
May I knit lovely words, thoughts and sharings to enrich each other life.

Cheers,
Coral Gal

This is one of the 'euphoria' song:

Artist: The folk duo from Swell Season
Title: Fallen from the Sky
Year: 2007

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Rl6e2HhcgU

Beauty has a game

Too Gorgeous
He was, (ok, he is ) one of the most stunning, good looking man I came across thus far.

Banking on his birth assets due to mixed parentage , it was an easy game and he landed  a TV presenter job in short months time after leaving London. Thereafter, stints are coming easily which I must say the credit belongs to his :    

1)look      2)popularity      3 )lastly, learning skills and diligence

Beauty obviously have an edge over plenty, plenty aspects in life.

It turns people on. The sex appeal, especially for Adam species.

It landed contracts, contacts, assets, negotiating and bargaining power and etc, whatever material desire achievable in this human world.

In some cases, beauty comes after wealth and health, and relationship.

These kind of beauty is more prevalent these days than the former kind (the gorgeous born).

Is beauty a talent?

A stand up comedian who was a former actor (trying to be humble though) , tossed this question to a former beauty queen who attended an audition of a talent quest programme.

She gave a long pause, perhaps analysing whether her stunning looks is equivalent to 'talent' or either she was thinking how could a stunning woman like her, stunned at such a question.;)

Being human, no one would turn down beauty. As time progresses, beauty or rather the form of beauty has undergone its revolution, more than an evolution.

Beauty now is ascribed to stick-on eyelashes, rhinoplasty (nose job), augmentation, double eyelids and rejuvenation, which is why beauty industry is such a booming business.

 It made it that everyone can afford to be beautiful if they are willing to pay the price.

Beautiful according to the world, not so much according to oneself.

Being and becoming beautiful

Nevertheless, some form of beauty couldn't be altered.

It is not by birth, yet it's natural.

It could be nurtured, developed and formed gracefully yet strong. 

Sadly, many are not going for such a beauty.

I found this beauty in an uprising woman in her musical journey.

It's not because she wins an Oscar (something to be proud of -  she wins the award at the age of  19).

It's not because she has celebrated fame and name.

Down to earth, no pompous act, as herself- that's it.

Unlike the self-made or self-induced sensation and ostenatious acts among the artists. (and some do not deserved to be named as one)

Her soft voice wows and so does, her song compositions.

Another beautiful beauty is evident in the newly married recording artist now known as Mrs Fink.=)

Another award winner songstress and best selling author who is not a junk beauty.

Standing firm in her principles, her unwavering faith in Him and her patience (especially) and passion made her so lovely.

Beauty vs love

I find that we can find beauty in love, never love in beauty.

And in everything, there is a price to pay.

The only issue - are we paying a worthwhile game?