Handphone

Last Friday 27 Nov, hubby Dom said he wanted to buy hp. In the past i will planned everything for him, i will made sure we get the best bargain. i will do a lot of homework by comparing different hp model and the price. Then ask he to choose btw the phones i have selected.  But tis time round, i ask him to select the phone himself. On friday at M1 shop he show me the phone he interested in, i commended “not nice” and ask him see again while i que for the number. After reviewing, he come to me asking which model to take. the E series or N series. I told him the N series is better and is more value for money even the  promoter also said so. But i told him, u r the one using the phone not me, if u ask me i prefer N , u decide for yrself. I told him, i will not do research for u anymore not becos i am angry. Cos in the past i tot whatever i do is for yr own good but i realise i am wrong. Wat i choose for u might not be wat u want. Only u yrself noe wat is suitable for u. There is no best bargain or value for money anymore. I wont be so silly to get upset or feel unappreciate anymore.  I will not judge the HP by comparing the price, $100 is no longer $100 when compare to $1. 

Hubby Dom was surprised with my reply……

Children

Last sunday, 22 Nov before we went for our class, Dom brought me to a shop tat sell tibetian stuff. Tat was this little girl there running around in the shop. She is the boss daughter, her curly hair make me cant take my eyes off her. I went towards her asking her name, her mum reply toma something..Then i  remember Rinpoche calling me toma when we visited him for the event. The boss told me toma in Tibet means goddess, in tibet normally children name will start off with toma something…..

While Dom was looking at his stuffs, i was sitting at one corner looking the girl running around, this thought jus came into my mind.  other ppl children is also children. Why do we need to differentiate between other children with our own children. Does it mean tat other ppl children is not children only our own children is children. Why do i need to have my own children since i already have so many children to love. No regard who the child is, who is their parent, where they are……..they are my children. In the car, my tears started to drop when i related  tis to Dom. Don noe why jus keeping crying, even when blogging now….. Hahahahhaa 

emo yuppie again….