My Song For You(2)

REQUEST
Could you hold me in your arms while dancing slowly to the music?
‘cause I am feeling a bit tired
Could you make a request to the band to play that favourite song of mine?
Who’s gonna hold your hand?
Please don’t tell me our relationship is over
Who’s gonna hold your heart?
Please don’t tell me it’s over between us
“Well, those are only acquaintances, nothing serious…” you said
Who’s gonna hold your hand?
Please don’t tell me it’s over between us
Who’s gonna hold your heart?
Please don’t tell me it’s over between us….
Leaving the club before they play the last song
I walk into the crowd on the street
Look! The guy who plays the guitar is looking at our way and smiling at us
Who’s gonna hold your hand?
Please don’t tell me it’s over between us
Who’s gonna hold your heart?
Please don’t tell me it’s over between us
“Yes, please hold me in your arms… so tight that I can smell your scent”
Who’s gonna hold your hand?
Please don’t tell me it’s over between us
Who’s gonna hold your heart?
Please don’t tell me it’s over between us ….

My Song For You

STATION
I recognised the raincoat
in the evening at the station,
my heart was pounding
I quickened my pace and walked on without pausing
It was the person that I used to love
The nostalgia came gashing
including those sad memories
I was lost with words
I wanted to let you know that
I could live happilyeven without you...

The only things that changed in the 2 years
were his glare and my hairstyle
We respectively returned to the persons that are waiting for us,
without even a second thought I boarded the train next to the one that he was on
When I looked at the side view of his face
tears filled my eyes uncontrollably
For the first time, I understood
your feeling for me,
to the extent that it hurts
You loved only me
Into the crowd of the rush hour you disappeared
leaving sadness in my heart
When I got out of the station
the rain had stopped in the street
The night had arrived

http://www5f.biglobe.ne.jp/~akina/521.mpg

Fashion Cares

Fashion Cares is a major charity event in Toronto. I was offered event tickets every year for the last 10 yrs and was never able to attend for some reasons. This year, I will definitely go and if I can find a hot date, that's even better(hehe).. For more information, here is the link:
http://fashioncares.com/index.html

Asian Red Faces

Found these links recently, more on this subject later:
http://www.goaskalice.columbia.edu/2327.html
http://endeavor.med.nyu.edu/~strone01/doctor.html
http://www.thedaily.washington.edu/phe/030520phe.lasso

Her last voicemail message

A few weeks before my mom went into the ICU at North York General Hospital, she called and left me a voice mail on my answering machine. She was experimenting a new recipe for "Moo Shu Pork with finely chopped oyster"...I called her the next day, she said she didn't have enough leftover for me, but would make it again in a few days for me to try... Well, I never had the opportunity and I kept her voice mail message for a long time until the big black out where it was deleted.
Mom was a good cook. She only needed to try out a dish and she could make it better than the restaurant. She was also a genius when it comes to making clothes or anything that has to do with sewing(more on this later)
Her death gave me a new perspective on life....I used to always do a lot of planning on things I wanted to do(and I still do)...but I now also realize there are times that I should just take a risk and just let things happen the way they want... I think as one gets older, one becomes more risk averse sometimes. Not so for my mom. She immigrated to Canada with us when she turned 50, to start her life from stratch, ended her own clothing business in Hong Kong. A non typical Chinese woman, who grew up in a very conservative Chinese family, but educated in the western world in mid 60's, New York City specifically.....

Speaking of New York, I still miss the time when I was there between 1985 to 1987, attending university. First time of my life away from home, which was Hong Kong at the time....I am starting to ramble, I will save my New York stories for another day for now....

Ko Su Mo Su

Two years ago today, she left us without saying goodbye. Without her, I will not be in this world today. She lost her battle to breast cancer after having fought this war with everything she could. The illness took her life, but not her spirit and soul.

So, here I am, dedicating my first blog entry to this very special person.

Mom, I love you and I will always miss you...