My Thanksgiving Testimony

I met in a massive car accident on the 30th July 2011. My great neighbour uncle has blogged all about it in his blog : http://aravind-autograph.blogspot.com/2011/08/ms-adventurous-misadventure.html. So you can see all my photographs and my reporter's version of the whole incident (smiles). Anyway I went to church over the weekend and gave my testimony and thought I want to dedicate this post to everyone who is reading my blog. It's a reflection of "How God works in mysterious ways"

My testimony in front of a full crowded congregations goes like this :......

Good morning everyone. I just want to Praise the Lord and give all glory to Jesus Christ for His amazing love and grace towards me. As many of you already know, I knocked into a lamp post on my way to church for the family camp after stopping by at Rawang McDonalds to buy coffee.

Projected (in church I projected the picture of my car which is the same as per the link provided earlier) is the picture of the extensive damage of my car as captured by my professional photographer - My sister-in-law!

I'm sure many of you question, how it all happened? Honestly, I myself do not know how it all happened. But what can I say is that it had happened and I was not sleeping. I just can't myself how could I have derailed myself from a road that was so familiar to me. I dont have answers to how it happened but I will say that it was truly Jesus who saved me.

Once I realized I have knocked something, I saw something like a fire explosion and shouted "Praise you Jesus, Praise you Lord". I rushedd out of the car grabbing my handphone and continued shouting at the empty road, "Thank you Jesus, Praise you Lord, I am steady". God gave me the strenght at the point of time so that I won't panic or cry. My 1st call was to teacher Catherine, Mrs. Vincent Mani to find out and see if they have left to church. After that 2 chinese guys came. I managed to call my house and the chinese guyz took me to the nearby clinic.

For what I was in, I would say 5 stitches on the leg, hand and body bruising was very minimal. I questioned what would have happened if the airbags malfunctioned that day. I'm sure my face would have banged the sterring wheel causing injury to my face. The amazing thing about this is that my car window did not even have a scratch on it.

That night after doing my police report and towing my 26 day old car back to Proton showroom - along Kesas highwar, I asked God while thanking Him for rescuing me "Why Lord did I shout Praise you Jesus, Praise you Lord instead of Save me Jesus, Save me Lord. I just dont understand this Lord". As I was praying later I got this verse, Psalms 34 vs 1 : I will extol the Lord at all times, His praise will always be on my lips". I know God has a purpose for me and it's not been the same since after the accident for me. But I truly trust and know He is going to work something big out of all this for me.

Before I end I just want to thank once again our Loving Gracious Heavenly Father Jesus Christ for allowing me to stand here today. Thank you also Vincent anne and family for constantly making sure I was okay and ensuring no one cheated us on that day with the reporting and car towing issues. I thank both of our pastors and church memebers who have been keeping me in your prayers and also all those who visited.

One lession all of us can learn from my ordeal is that to be "berhati-hati di jalanraya" and a big note to myself - EXTRA berhati-hati di jalanraya. Thank You

Thank You All for Being Great

Nothing moves a mountain soul, till he/she is touched with some act of gentleness and kindness of thoughts.

So the past few weeks have been a roller coaster. It was definitely too much for me to handle - the rough ride from work, home and to my personal life. I just have too many stories to write but as usual TIME is my no exceptional excuse. It’s just so weird to even analyze myself that past few weeks as I have been labeled cold, annoying and a hard headed log to be around with compared to my usual bubbly, joking, and optimistic nature. But thank God that in every rough situation He always show’s us a door to break out from whatever nut we are in.

So last week after all the drama hitting my soul, I got some time off as doctor declared me “temporary insane” for two days. He took that two days to calm me or I’ll rather say pacify me. Was just home relaxing and for the first time not missing office, I messaged my colleague to ask him how was the potluck gathering going on as the office were celebrating our 5S certification victory. Well I did not miss office but I did message my colleague was weird I KNOW but I just had to know what everyone was having as I was on a very strict diet!! (I was!!!) His immediate reaction was “you nonsense women!! We are all here celebrating you and you are on mc!!! Great!!!”. One minute I was puzzled as to why are my office mate celebrating me when it was after all joined effort. And then my colleague – Ken said that Aida (another colleague) actually got me something which he wasn’t going to mention. Being very curious as my name CAT, I kept guessing as to what the surprise could be and Ken just denied through.

Anyway the CAT was no more curious when Wahida (another colleague) actually MMS’ed me a picture of what was it I missed. I was moved. The mountain in me just crushed. Below was my surprise.



I was truly speechless at my parents were really proud to know that I was at least appreaciated. I came back to office thanking everyone for their thoughts but still I feel it's not enough. So here's thanking everyone again.

Thank you EJ, Aida, Noli, Shiza, Weed, Noami, Marlina, Zul, Ken and the other boyzzzz (who may not know anything about this) hahahah. It's so typical sometimes that only women do things like this as this is why we are better than them in COMMUNICATIONS :) heheheheheh

Having come back now to office now after being pacified, I feel the difference around me as Ken and the rest say "THank GOD!! U R back and good after seeing that DR or we would have KILLED U!!!" heheheh. That's how annoying and irritating I was.

Just weird, I never saw myself like that.... I saw me being a lot more patience and quiet.... and now I hear ..............."MY ASSS!!!!" hahahahaha. Good to be back to myself and I'm sure a loads of you don't understand what the freak am I rumbling here and to you, just a note... I'm Back to Blogging!!!!!!!

Love ya!!!!!

Specially Dedicated to u Seb :)

This could be us... don't u agree? (all smiles and grin)

The lyrics to Hate that I love you so (Rihanna).

That’s how much I love you
That’s how much I need you
And I can’t stand ya
Must everything you do make me wanna smile
Can I not like it for awhile
No.. but you won’t let me
You upset me girl, then you kiss my lips
All of a sudden I forget that I was upset
Can’t remember what you did

Well I hate it
You know exactly what to do
So that I can’t stay mad at you
For too long, that’s wrong
Girl, I hate it
You know exactly how to touch
So that I don’t wanna fuss and fight no more
So I despise that I adore you

And I hate how much I love you boy
I can’t stand how much I need you
And I hate how much I love you boy
But I just can’t let you go
And I hate that I love you so..


And you completely know the power that you have
The only one that makes me laugh

Sad and it’s not fair how you take advantage of the fact that I
Love you beyond the reason why
And it just ain’t right

And I hate how much I love you girl
I can’t stand how much I need you
And I hate how much I love you girl
But I just can’t let you go
And I hate that I love you so

(I know the chords here aren't bang on right, but they do work)

One of these days maybe your magic won’t affect me
And your kiss won’t make me weak
But no one in this world knows me the way you know me
So you’ll probably always have a spell on me


That’s how much I love you
How much I need you
That’s how much I need you
That’s how much I love you
That’s how much I need you

And I hate that I love you so--
And I hate how much I love you boy
I can’t stand how much I need you
And I hate how much I love you boy
But I just can’t let you go
And I hate that I love you so
And I hate that I love you so.. so..

BLOCK AKKA DAY

Are you guys an avid American Idol follower? Whether you are one or you are not, it does not matter.

Some people love suspense and thrill. They just hate to be told what’s forecasted in advance. As for me personally, I’m just generally impatient. I love to know everything that’s happening. Call me Ms.Nosy pot and I’ll still have a thick skin to just smile it through or even give you back a comment to only show I’m not bruised by what’s been said! Though I think there are times I love the suspense and thrill (only if it has something to move me emotionally) but AMERICAN IDOL!!! I doubt there is any risk involved here, whether I know the results in advance before watching it live or reading the remarks and results online before watching it on TV.

Initially I’ll admit I wasn’t a fan of American Idol, but since the last season I’ll say I’ve been one among the many who has this huge crush on American’s Top Talent Show’s Meanest’s Judge – Mr. Simon Cowell. The more sadness this year to watch Idol since my darling is engaged and also the fact it’s his last season. But that’s not what I wanted to blog about… Anyway sometimes I do read the comments and the show results online before watching them live on Astro. This is because with my work and time I can only manage to see the reruns on weekends. So to keep myself updated sometimes I read it online and sometimes I am forced to read it online – thanks to my best friend Jennifer. Though Jenny’s (as I call her in short) has been warned never to tell me the results before hand, she never listens. She in fact has become more creative these days as she just comes online and says “Hi, so and so is out. And I beat you to it… ok byeeeeeeee” and signs off. As annoying as she is at that point (because I rather read it online first), she’s my best friend and no way will I hold her for just this small thing.

So last week we had the top 9 performance, and as usual Thursday –results day came and Jenny as usual came online and told me the shocking news that "Michael Lynche (picture below) out but saved by judges". My heart just started beating fast because I could not believe he would be in the bottom 3 even as he was so good.

Being emotional and surprised about this whole thing I turned to my cousin sister and asked her to guess about the whole bottom 3 and she was a little surprised too. But I was happy end of the day that he was saved unlike my cousin sister who went on saying questioning why did the judges use their one save so fast. But anyway it has already been done which means this week 2 will be going home.

Right after lunch, Janet – my cousin, asked me to ask her brother – which is my cousin brother if he knows the results. Below is the conversation between me and Joshy my cousin.

Me : joshy, do u follow American Idol?
Joshy : no i dont!!! anyway i just told janet, please dont spoil the suspense...
Me : she is an idiot
Joshy : lolz..
Me: Janet told me “akka, u ask my brother n see.... he want to know the results or not?”

To keep him in suprise and in suspence, I told Joshy that "beware of the biggest suprise of your life with the resutls... the best women leaves". So night came and he went home and saw the show and indeed was conned by me as no one left last week. Janet then told her brother, "so how was akka's suprise?". Joshy answered, "this akka is going to get it from me. From next week on I'm blocking her from my list so she does not do this again". I had a good laugh getting updates from cousin Janet on this the next day.

Anyway today the top 9 performs again and tomorrow is Thursday - back to results show. To irritate Joshy again I wrote to him :

Me : Joshy don’t forget to keep your phone on tomorrow
Joshy : hahaha akka don’t forget tomorrow I’m blocking CathyRani
Me : no point as I’ll be on half day and I’ll just sms you
Joshy: no... I can see from the message la akka. I can choose not to open. Why are u being so evil.... Cant u just let the info be with u!!

Hahahah I guess I can but I don't want too. It's so nice sometimes knowing that you are trying to irritate the one you love but being in self denial that actually they are not irritated but more of playing the game you started... Guess that's just me and my cousins... full of love. ahahahah. No matter what said and done, end of the day we are still family and we can't show faces for too long. So Joshy I love you da my God brother no matter what and so my God sister Janet.

Haiiiiiiii Simon.... sorry I can't love you anymore as your heart belongs to someone else....... sad sad sad. I just hope whoever is in to win American Idol, really deserves it.

All the best to the top 9 again and may the genuine below 2 be the ones who really deserve to be out of the competition.....

And so as my header as said it, tomorrow to my cousin Joshy is "Block akka day" hrmm at least till he sees the results himself!!! hahahah

GOd Bless

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANU

Well this post is specially wishing my good friend Anu a blessed birthday and hope all her inner dreams come true. I'm just glad I managed to catch up with her for lunch yesterday. It's always a good feeling to remember a friend's birthday... well to me in my opinion that is (smiles).

I have pictures here. One was taken of Anu and Sharky last year. The triangle straw was a gift from Sharky to Anu. This was exactly a year ago. Looking at this picture just brought memories and I knew I had to blog it.

And below is a picture of me and Anu a year ago...... taken in the cinema! (smiles) Boy was I cuter then!! hehehe ok ok...

ANUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu as I've said it earlier and again and again HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL!!!!!

Happy Birthday Lazar @ Suresh Nair

To the man who hates to be reminded of his Birthday!!,

Well I can't help it but to remind u, u r growing older whether u like it or not :) and so am I. Anyway wishing u all the best, God Bless and love u so much.

Miss you and make your trip to KL fast ok... u owe me candle light dinner and movie and wine wine and dine :) hehehehe

Missing u always
The women who remembers all dates
Cathy :)


Hrmm u r just sweet 21 right Laz ? :)

Drama, Drama, Drama with a Twist

My colleagues EJ always say "we can make a sitcom of Cath's family calling it THE RERUNS OF THE SELVARAJAHs". I agree with her statement as my life is as claimed by Hallmark "life's a drama". Today I continue the saga of my neighborhood. If you have followed my blog a few months ago (www.meandmyinnerself.blogspot.com), I’ve mentioned about an incident of a lorry ramming into a house wall and the electricity pole but two Saturday’s ago the drama started with my home.

I was hoping for a very lazy Saturday-weekend till my mother woke me up at 7am giving me errands to do as she and my dad were going out. Among the errands were to wash clothes and also to cook chicken curry. I love to cook but sometimes it becomes a burden especially when you are hoping for a lazy weekend. So I got my ass to work and by 11am I was done with everything. Parents came back at almost 1pm and I was just lazing in front of the TV watching a movie on Astro. At about 2.30pm I got tired and moved to my brother’s room to have a nap with the air-conditioner (my brother’s room is the only one with an air-conditioner amongst the siblings). When I got to his room surprisingly I was not sleepy, so instead I was surfing with my laptop and chatting with friends via msn.

It must have been about 3pm that suddenly I saw a shadow pass my brother’s windows. I did hear footsteps of someone running fast. At that point I just called “amma?” (mum in tamil) just to see if my mum was out there but I did not hear anything. All of a sudden I was shocked to see some shadow in red shirt pulling my brother’s grill netting and I panicked started calling my mother while running out of my brother’s room. That instant I called my mother saying “Amma someone at the back of the house” and just within seconds I heard my mother yelling “pencuri, pencuri” (as in THIEF). One moment there I was confused if I should run back to the room and shut myself and make a call to the police or did the thieves manage to come in or are they out of the house. Just then I saw my mother running to the hall continue her panic scream with a spatula in her hand. I couldn’t believe I saw the guy just jump over my gate entering our neighbor’s house. Just then my dad and I walked behind the house to see where the two thieves came in from and we found slippers and a hat and that’s when I called 999 to call the police.

The 999 hotline was very effective I would say and they better had been at that point of time but the local police station receptionist they connected me too was not as friendly or customer oriented. All I asked was “may I know who’s on the line please” in order to address the person on the other line but the reply I got was “WHO ARE U!!!?” and I felt the tone was rather rude. So I explained what had happened and 2 police guys came over within 15 minutes. They inspected my house and then asked me if the guys were immigrants but I just replied it’s difficult to say as I saw only the hands from the back and they were fair. The only description I could give was a guy in Red T, fair looking like my mother, blue jeans and one below 35 years old. Just then the policemen told me to go over to the police station to log in my report and asked me to bring the slippers as evidence when reporting. I was like “HUH?”. One minute there my hopes of CSI just crashed. All kind of stupid serial questions in my head such as “me take slippers would that not be tampering of evidence as the guy’s finger prints will be overwritten by mine?”. I was also afraid that if I did not make a report then perhaps the thieves will come back at night to collect their slippers and hat. Just too much happening in my head at that point but I was glad my mother was fine both physically and emotionally.

Just as I was walking towards my room, something just dragged my feet back to the so called criminal scene and to my surprise I saw a guy using a stick to grab the so called robber’s slippers. I opened the sliding glass window and asked me “ye, ada apa apa?” (how may I help you) and he said that those slippers were his. When I asked him whose slippers was the other and he said it was his friends and so was the hat. Apparently the story was, as described by the so called robber’s boss that A saw a snake and was looking for a stick. Looking at A’s reaction rather puzzled, B assumed it was policeman as they were workers without work permits, he jumped over my fence to escape the patrol police that was paroling around my neighborhood. Looking at B fly, A decided to join in the race and at the end of the day who becomes the victims? – My mum and I!!

Looking back at what had happened people say I caused the chaotic drama when I could have stayed calm as nothing was stolen and the guys were just harmless passer bys but to me, I question in my head, if I had not screamed would it still be a story of a passing by man? Something to think about. Though I laugh at the whole scenario now but still it’s always better to be safe than sorry. So yell away is what I’ll keep on doing!.