Showing posts from November, 2016

Bananas 🍌

是一个美好的一天。睡到9点,赖在床上想着昨天也真是美好的一天。唱着歌与神父说话,再用彩色笔记下心中的感触。 发电邮给社工系其中最喜欢的教授,做一点admin,哦,是午餐时间了。肚子饿了。 把最讨厌吃的香蕉切成片,放进烤炉里要烘干,便出去了。 在口福吃幼面,不知为什么特别好吃。去Giant买做蛋糕的材料回家,啊,好久没烘焙了。打着牛油的声音好好听,扑鼻而来的蛋糕香让我知道味道一定不错。 是真的很不错 😙   把蛋糕切了放进盒子里准备明天带给朋友和家人,想到他们吃的样子有开心的感觉。匆忙赶到荣耀堂赴约,本来因为第一次和牧师说话还有些心急,不过聊了超过一个小时。感恩。 Banana Squares with Nutella (adapted from here )    2 1/2 cups flour (280g flour) 250g butter 1 1/3 cup castor sugar 4 bananas 1 1/2 teaspoon baking soda 4 eggs About 1/4 cup Nutella 1. Heat oven to 180C/160C fan/gas 4. Butter a 12 inch square cake tin and line the base and sides with baking parchment (if you don't have, just butter will do! More washing up for you) 2. Cream the butter and sugar until light and fluffy, then add the eggs with a little flour and 1/2 teaspoon of baking soda. Fold in the remaining flour, baking soda and bananas. Pour into the tin and spread evenly. Use a teaspoon to add dollops of Nutella into the batter and run a spatula through

Hi, Pi

An irrational number | I wonder when that memory on the bus became significant. Like the never-ending decimal representations, peering into that blip of time that has accrued layers of meanings over time I emerge with a thread with an end that only God knows.  There are still new digits being computed for pi. Pi is not mysterious but is known, yet that depth I do not yet (?) have. It was so hard to write those lines. Sometimes I would put my face super close to the mirror, and it becomes a stranger to me.


I am writing this mostly out of a sense of rage. I feel angry. Very angry. This Monday I first learnt about this revolting phenomenon happening in rural India called the WhatsApp sex videos. This term is even a euphemism for the horrible,terrible, absolutely crazy, heart-twisting thing that is happening. On Monday when I read the BBC article because it was shared by a friend on FB, it was mostly okay. "Read it and weep" was the accompanying blurb my friend wrote. And I did. Before I read it I prayed, prayed that I will still see His Sovereign hand in this (depraved) world. Was then reminded of Isaiah 65: 17-25. "Behold, I will create new heavens and a new earth. The former things will not be remembered, nor will they come to mind. But be glad and rejoice forever in what I will create, for I will create Jerusalem to be a delight and its people a joy. I will rejoice over Jerusalem and take delight in my people; the sound of weeping and crying will be heard in it no