Here's one of the character Hanuman, which is suppose to be a monkey deity and came from the Indian epic Ramayana.
Here of cos it's been "Thailand-nized" so the costume and movement is definitely different from the Indian style. This che shou fan is done while the performer is biting onto the mask to prevent it from falling off his head.
Here's the performer for Hanuman after taking of the costume and mask. The host/translator of the show allowed another audience and me hold the costume and kept emphasizing it's weight.... Erm.. actually it was not as heavy as I thought but I still pretended it was heavy just to entertain her. Was actually tempted to say "it's damn light!" when she pointed her microphone at my lips. Wonder what the audience's reaction would have been!
Here's the performer who is suppose to play the villain or the Demon. His built is kinda mesomorphic but some of his movement is abit of the feminine and made Cat laugh, esp the part where he helped one of the ladies carry her handbag.
The third performer here is a sweet looking(even though face remain emotionless throughout) lady. She acted the role of both a male and female character for this display. At first when I saw her back view, it really reminded me of Leo Ruiy@n. Minus pink garment and the really bouncy rebonded hair of cos!
Picture perfect poise in every pose... and as what marcus said before......: ~meltz~
The 3 music support in the background.
Wednesday: Went for interview at PA for the trainer permit. The PA building was rather impressive and modern but more signage should be put up... I had to circle the building before I can find the proper entrance. Lucky I was early but Dickson was rather late. There was another malay who was a judge and coach for Silat and another Indian who was looking to promote slimming yoga. It was a rather short session and more of a formality to make us come down rather than a proper interview. Got to chat with the Silat coach for a short while after that. He was rather unhappy about some issues inside the org. Finally also got the chance to meet Dickson's wife who is a PRC. She's rather quiet and dared not utter a word and shook my right hand with her left. Hmmmm.....
Victor sir also married a PRC some years back. This made me ponder abit. Is it due to the need for companionship during old age rather than love that Singaporean guys chose them for a life partner? I have no right to assume such things about Dickson and Victor but they did kept their wedding under rather hush hush conditions so what else are we to think?
Right now my stand is of cos I will rather remain single than to take that path but who knows? Situations are constantly changing. Perhaps my mindset might become similar to theirs when I reach their age? God forbids. Perhaps it's due to their sense of filial piety that they must continue the family line? Dunno.
Anyway as Singapore is flooded with PRCs assimilating into our culture, the line separating local born and imported locals will be blurred and eventually erased. Bane or boon it's entirely your take. With their ratio to pure bred S'porean girls ever increasing, one may be hard pressed to have an option to choose in the near future. It's not that I have some beef with PRCs girls but when it comes to something as serious as a lifelong soul mate, my palate is still accustomed to local cuisine.
Speaking of immigrants(which is rather a hot topic among locals nowadays), let's not forget Singapore was a place where people from all over the whole congregate for various reasons(acq of wealth being a dominant factor) since the mid 1800s. Right now all we face is but history repeating itself again.
As can be seen here: 2 lines extracted from the lyrics in one of our National songs:
"The toil of pple from a dozen lands
Strangers when we first began, now we're S'porean"
So maybe we all should stop wining? It's nothing we haven faced before! It's just pressing the reset button again!
It's just that all this process makes me feel like it's a "transit society". So much for n*tional id*ntity again.....
Back at home:
Started abit of my training for endurance based exercise. Essentially it's just running along the southern ridges. So far it's really working. The exertion really does reduce each time. It could be due to a thousand other physio/psychological reasons but at least such developments are encouraging. And encouragement is really essential in endurance sports.
It's really proven to be a very mental thing: Last week as I was jogging along Alexandra arch, I heard someone coming up behind me....... by his footsteps on the metallic trellis I can tell he was not that fast but very consistent. I decided to make it a personal challenge to run nonstop all the way up to the top of the hill without letting him overtake me(without obstructing his way). It was really an uphill battle ( literally). But in the end I managed to do it. I dunno how long it took to get to the top. Maybe 10minutes? But it felt like forever. Navigating through all the other park visitors on the narrow archway also added to the challenge too. At the end when I checked my heart rate monitor, I noticed I was running way past my maximum heart rate at 213bpm. But not for a single moment did I thought of stopping nor did I felt out of breath. I had the correct motivational thought and goal in my mind: inspired by a long distance runner and one day, I'll be able to catch up to her.
Since there's practically no hope of retrieving my lost Gshock, today I decided to go shop for another at Toa Payoh and AMK with Derrick. There's not a single model I am fully satisfied with. A watch to me is a very impt tool therefore it must be close to perfect.
After searching in close to 10 watch shops... I never bought any. There is this Timex with the E-compass that really caught my attention but without a stopwatch or a proper rubber strap( it was leather)... I cannot justify throwing my dough down for it...esp when it cost close to 300! Went home and checked through ebay.... finally narrowed down to 3 choices and pestered Heibi to help me with the selection. After telling her the pros and cons of each of the 3 selection... she asked whether I wanted to go with my head or my heart.
What a question to ask. That is seriously a question I can never find an ans for. What I am, is a paradoxical entity whose radical actions keep those around me going in circles. I live my life with actions that are of utmost practicality yet am able to make erratically weird choices just on a whim of passion. Results of such imprudence are not without it's penalties.
This time, the answer without a doubt is Head.... but not without a dash of Heart.....
Anyway tomorrow after class I shall shop around in The Bencoolen. It's suppose to be cheap & good watch haven. Bought Peilei's Baby G for her bdae present at that place a couple yrs back too.
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