tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post114751710419641850..comments2023-09-11T22:55:01.527+08:00Comments on As I Was Passing: Molly AuntieJennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359604151544863025noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1147715722251151452006-05-16T01:55:00.000+08:002006-05-16T01:55:00.000+08:00Jenn, I can't wait, I'm sure your information will...Jenn, I can't wait, I'm sure your information will be better than what I read in the history books.Nessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07779269921583131094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1147714135706117222006-05-16T01:28:00.000+08:002006-05-16T01:28:00.000+08:00Did you ever do Greek Myths? Do you remember the G...Did you ever do Greek Myths? Do you remember the Golden Age? That was before Zeus perpetrated the ultimate punishment on men by creating women.<BR/><BR/>Good old Pandora. She opened that box and the world has never been the same since.<BR/><BR/>Funny joke, although the nationalities vary depending on who tells it.<BR/><BR/>(I actually like British cooking. Have you ever had proper scones?)Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14359604151544863025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1147712168457253392006-05-16T00:56:00.000+08:002006-05-16T00:56:00.000+08:00Hmmm, that poem sounds very similar to this one ab...Hmmm, that poem sounds very similar to <A HREF="http://www.petloss.com/poems/maingrp/rainbowb.htm" REL="nofollow">this one</A> about animals in paradise . Heaven ... no women and full of animals? <BR/><BR/>On a somewhat related note, I love this joke that my Indian friends told me.<BR/><BR/>What is heaven?<BR/><BR/>American salary, a British house, Chinese food, and an Indian wife*<BR/><BR/>What is hell?<BR/><BR/>A Chinese house, American wife, British food, and Indian salary.<BR/><BR/>* That is very sweet of them to say that and I have no doubt that Indian women are great, but I also think they are just saying that to stay alive.David Chohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10635380194329897550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1147689957864169412006-05-15T18:45:00.000+08:002006-05-15T18:45:00.000+08:00a thinker: thanks so much. I do know them. They ar...a thinker: thanks so much. I do know them. They are some of the closest people in my life, which means I get to observe the results of thwarted love, at firsthand. It's not pretty.<BR/><BR/>Nessa: Haha. Don't worry. You're not as bad as the guy who thought was from "Micronesia". I mean to say, what? If you really want to know about that comfortable little corner of the earth we call Malaysia, I will be writing a series of posts on that. Stay tuned! :)<BR/><BR/>David: It was very astute of you to pick up on that. No, she would have just been a different type of unhappy - the type that comes from disappointing family expectations and forfeiting your title of "good girl". Yes, her husband was a sweetie. But maybe she would have respected him more if he had been a little more assertive. You know it's a little difficult to love someone when didn't choose to be in the situation. And that feeling of frustration and helplessness sort of poisons all the love you may have had.<BR/><BR/>As for your thoughts on women:<BR/><BR/>Such was that happy Garden-state <BR/>While man there walk'd without a mate: <BR/>After a place so pure and sweet, <BR/>What other help could yet be meet! <BR/>But 'twas beyond a mortal's share <BR/>To wander solitary there: <BR/>Two paradises 'twere in one, <BR/>To live in Paradise alone. <BR/><BR/>Apparently Marvell agrees with you. :)Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14359604151544863025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1147685763976160172006-05-15T17:36:00.000+08:002006-05-15T17:36:00.000+08:00A couple of more observations came to my mind.The ...A couple of more observations came to my mind.<BR/><BR/>The husband turned out to be nothing like a mysogenic tyrant unlike many in traditional homes. He allowed her to manage all the finances, and took her advice not to take not to jump on the dotcom bandwagon. And apparently in raising the children, she called all the shots.<BR/><BR/>Yet, her unhappiness and disregard for her husband persisted all through the marriage, all because of the man's looks? And she did turn out to be "bossy" as the boys suspected.<BR/><BR/>Women! Can't live with them, and can't .... uh... because they won't let you.David Chohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10635380194329897550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1147680487517104122006-05-15T16:08:00.000+08:002006-05-15T16:08:00.000+08:00Wow, what a story.There is so much to be said abou...Wow, what a story.<BR/><BR/>There is so much to be said about the futility of the facade largely built on the cards made of expectations imposed by society. It does little for you as a person other than making you appear a lot of things that you are not.<BR/><BR/>Could she have been happier if she had ended up with the man she loved secretly? I doubt it because her problems go much deeper than having married a man that she couldn't care less about.<BR/><BR/>As I said, you should write a novel. I will write the forward.David Chohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10635380194329897550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1147571886881147152006-05-14T09:58:00.000+08:002006-05-14T09:58:00.000+08:00My mother is from the Salzburg area of Austria. In...My mother is from the Salzburg area of Austria. In their dialect, instead of Auntie Molly, they would say Molly Auntie, too.<BR/><BR/>One of my next projects is to learn about your country. I feel quite ignorant. <BR/><BR/>I didn't punch him. I guess things have to be cleaned sometime. God, I hate cleaning, especially when there are much more interesting things to do, like read your stories.Nessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07779269921583131094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1147556430268545232006-05-14T05:40:00.000+08:002006-05-14T05:40:00.000+08:00Very good story. Do you know these people? Your st...Very good story. Do you know these people? Your stories are really amazing. Each one is a gem in itself, worth reading.Susannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17254213819711388842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1147535611467277962006-05-13T23:53:00.000+08:002006-05-13T23:53:00.000+08:00Hey Nessa. You know I think the worst form of cont...Hey Nessa. You know I think the worst form of control is to be thought of as a "good girl". There is so much that that doesn't allow you to do.<BR/><BR/>Um, you see, when the people converted around St Francis Xavier's time, they had to take on names to signify that they had converted - hence you have Pereira, Fernandez, Gomez, the lot.<BR/><BR/>I dunno. I wrote the story on a wave of emotion (most of it painful) and I can't honestly say that I see the person behind the mask. When the other person emerges it usually takes me by surprise.<BR/><BR/>Haha..I wonder if you punched him. Affectionately of course.Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14359604151544863025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1147535200868795582006-05-13T23:46:00.000+08:002006-05-13T23:46:00.000+08:00This is a great story. I've been thinking about it...This is a great story. I've been thinking about it since I read it this morning and I will be reading it again.<BR/><BR/>Thought #1: I don't want to be someone that has such lingering regrets.<BR/><BR/>Thought #2: Why do all of the last names sound Hispanic?<BR/><BR/>Thought #3: We all are very controlled by our societies, even if it is just the struggle to be different. It is so hard to be your own person.<BR/><BR/>Thought #4: I will look more closely for the person behind the mask.<BR/><BR/>I have to go do chores now, my usband is giving me dirty looks. Or maybe I'll just punch him. No, I jest. Ah, see, obligations.Nessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07779269921583131094noreply@blogger.com