JAPAN - COMMODE,COLA AND CRAZY STUFF ..!!!!

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JAPAN - COMMODE,COLA AND CRAZY STUFF ..!!!!

My wanderlust and deep curosity to know different cultures in the world, forces me to travel from one country to another and once in a while when I see those numerous stamps on my passport I feel so very accomplished.If anybody wants to know my greatest dream ,then it is to see myself in a new country every quarter of the year.

Japan was always in my bucket list. One thing which attracts me the most about this country is that probably they are the only nationalities in the world whose final destination is not "AMERICA" . Japan is an extremely self sufficient country and there is no derth of anything .They have enough employement for everyone and each is assured a very secured life ( at least thats what I could sense) and they give a damn about english.

Now a days when the world is using english as a yardstick for measuring your intelligence, japanese stand out differently, thumping their chest and proving this theory wrong. Japanese are quite comfortable and proud of their culture and language and don't feel need to embrace english. The 3rd largest economy in world and the second largest developed country they have proved that they don't need a language to be successful instead its the skill that matters the most.

Well, there are many catchy things about japan that I can recall from my this trip but the most important one which I felt like mentioning is about their high tech toilets.I still remember first time when I entered the washroom in airport,my eyes started rolling in my head and I found myself in a completely awkward position. Without wasting much time and feeling totally perplexed I rushed out not using them. I decided to ignore the call of nature and wait till I reach home.After reaching home again I encountered the same set of washlets .My sister-in-law instantly sensed it and gave a brief training on using these high tech tiolets and now I can proudly say that I am fully toilet trained..lol.

The toilets in japan ,which they call washlet ,have a control panel with many buttons on it. This control panel or a remote you may wish to call it, is either mounted on side of commodes or is attached to it .Each button on this control panel has a different duty to perform.These toilet seats has a integrated bidet which gets activated by pressing a button .

The two very intersting buttons on the control panels are music /sound buttons and a warm button. The warm button always keeps the seat warm and The music/sound buttons are used to conceal the sounds while using washroom Japan is a highly patriarcial society and women's position in society is secondary, very much like in India and so women are expected to behave in a particular way .There are many social protocols and norms that they need to follow and using toilet is one among them.They need to conceal the sound while using washrooms and hence this sound /music buttons. Well the history has another version of story which dates back to eras when there used to be feudal lords. Its believed that when these feudal lords visited temples and used toilets then the servants used to conceal the sounds by turning on the tap.Well, quite intersting,is'nt it ?? So next time anybody visiting japan ,can surely go tru my blog to get accquainted with the toilets there.

Another interesting thing that happenned was my bro-in-law introducing me to coca cola plus, a new aerated drink which is sold only in japan. Coca cola company claims that if this drink is consumed with food,especially fatty food then it helps in wt.loss.If every time we drink this our fat reduction expedites. I being a food addict, wanted to blindly believe my bro-in-law and without fail drank one cola with each of my meal. Have I reduced wt ?? well, you need to judge me on that now.

Flavoured water ,Ilohas,is yet another very polular drink avaliable here.
This is mineral water but with different flavors added to it like mango,peach,starwberry and many more. I guess, people who are a bit calorie conscious can go for these kinda of flavoured water to quench their thirst.
In japan putting on wt.is considered "ILLEGAL" and the companies whose employess go beyond the given waist line ( by govt.) are penalised and fined. Well I guess thats why such innovation in beverage industry find place in society like japan.

An amalgamation of extreme modernism and extreme superstition makes japanese culture quite interesting and this country rich in culture,heritage,culnary skills,fashion,discipline and innovations leaves me awestruck in all the possible ways and climbs on the no.position in the list of my favorite places.

The Old Lady Beggar - My Blog

10.30 am ,Sunday morning, I was quickly pushing down my morning cuppa hot tea as my son shri was restlessly waiting for me near the lift lobby. We were heading out for our breakfast.Thats what is usually our weekend like when my betterhalf is not around. We, mum and son love to have our first meal together somewhere out in some nearby, not so crowded joint. Our favourite ones being subway or bikarnerwala,changi airport.We indulge ourselves in mindless eating on those weekends and share our whole week's stories /secrets over the table.

I quickly wore my sandals, grabbed the purse hanging on the chair and rushed out . After boarding the cab ,I realised that I didn't carry enough cash . If I disclosed this to my son, I was sure to upset him and it would have spoiled our morning ,so I preferred to keep mum and thought that my debit/credit cards will take care of my payment. But to be honest I was very restless which I am always if I don't have enough cash in my wallet .Well, With these thoughts , I looked at my son,hugged him and we started enjoying the song " too gud at goodbyes" which was being played in the taxi and which is one of our favourites these days.

Thru out the drive ,not having enough cash was somewhere bothering me a lot and I thought of searching my purse once again as I was very sure that I will find at least one note from some corner of my purse,which is always a big mess.Well, I am used to carrying real huge handbags and at times I feel there is a mini supermarket inside. You name the thing and you will find it, smallmoney,comb,lipstick,eyeliner,kohl,lipgloss,hairpin,safetypin,pen,eraser,whitepaper,cashews,peanuts,energy bars,power bank,facewash ,perfume ,sanitry napkins and the list goes on. Apart from that there will be dozens of loose papers of each size and shape lying inside, rite from my movie tickets to grocery bills to my travel tickets to visiting cards. At times I feel I need a GPS to track my things inside.Well, If this jumbled mess were to reflect ones personality ,then I must be labelled the most messed up person in the world.( thou I am not..at least I like to think that way ).

Anyways, My hard work paid off and I finally managed to gather $75 from the mess inside . I was super thrilled and so proud of my ineffeciencies.....lol.

We finally reached our destination, bikanerwala ,changi airport. We ordered our regular fixed stuffs , matar kulcha ( as I am on diet) and chola bhatura respectively for me and my son. My boys ( my hubby and son) are slave to their eating habits, they can eat same stuff ,for days,months and years without even shrinking their face, unlike me.I want to relish as many cuisines as I can till I am alive.So life always is easier for my boys as without navigating tru the menu they can place their orders.Anyways, we finished our breakfast and mum /son duo decided to go to 7/11 for desserts. (7/11 is next to my house.)

We took a cab and got dropped at NTUC, a chain of supermarket in sg.7/11 is few steps away from here. We started walking towards it and when we were doing so ,we walked past one old lady, really very old ,must be in her early 80's. She was bundled up in one corner ,below the stair case of HDB ( gov. flats in sg) .We were unable to see her clearly but could make out that someone very old,sick perosn in dire need was sitting there asking for help. Next to her was a folded wheelchair leaning against the wall. My heart sank seeing her pathetic state and I thought that today I shall empty my wallet to her.I did a silent prayer and asked for her well being . My son was also devastated seeing her state and told amma you give away all your money to this pati ( grandmother in tamil ). I took out what all loose cash I had and asked my son to go and give it to her.My son did so and with a very heavy heart we walked towards 7/11.

We spent nearly half hr there shopping and decided to have ice cream and go back home .My son was still carrying that old lady in his thoughts .He told amma lets buy a ice cream for that pati ,for which I instantly agreed .We got a nice cornetto for her. I thought I shall distract my son from her and so asked him to go for his hair cut and assured that I shall pass this ice cream to her. I went to the same place and looked around but cudnt find her. The wheel chair was lying there still.I just thought ,she was wheelchair bound, how and where can she go without it.

I moved around looking for her and after searching her for a while few giggles distracted me . I turned around and saw a gang of oldies sitting in a circle playing cards (gambling). Amongst them was this great old lady who was having a cigarette in one hand and a can of beer beside her. She looked so different and happy. I was shocked. All of a sudden my emotions started somersaulting and sympathy was replaced with anger.I approached her and as I did so I realised that she was sitting there with full makeup. She had a thick layer of unevenly applied foundation on face. Makeup on lower part was all washed away due to sweat and her face looked half white and half grey. Her eyes were all done up and she was wearing a pink color lip gloss. Her nails were painted beautifully with 5 different colors. She tried her best to caumoflage her age but all in vain.

I could not stop myself and without wasting even a single second I asked her angrily "So you not a beggar? you are sitting and making fool of others ? why do you do that ? And whats that wheel chair for? For sympathy rite.

She laughed shamelessly and replied in broken english "No lah ,no beggar. I need money for my drinks and cards. sorry lah, I can return your money .don't angry lah .

Without even waiting and wanting to hear her further, I gave her a real dirty look and left the place. I was holding that half melted ice cream in my hand , which I threw it hard in bin and started looking around for my son. My son came running to me and eagerly wanted to know if I gave that ice cream to pati ,to which I smiled and said yes.

That old lady remains in my mind and whenever I go to NTUC, at least once my eyes looks around for her. And now whenever she comes in my mind, she just brings a big smile on my face,not anger .She remains forever with me in my this story. May God bless her with enough money so that she can fulfill all her wildest and weirdest needs.

(We rarely see beggars in sg. Physically challenged and financially weak sector sell small goods on the streets or prefer playing some musical instrument to make their living .Begging is surely not a profession in sg )