Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 10, 2024

The Etymology of Thank YOUs around the world


"Thank you", one of the first words we learn in every language. Ng Guo, Duo Jie, Xie Xie, merci beau coup, muchas gracias, namaste. Why? Because human civilization values the time and effort of at least trying to do something, learn something, do a task, even if that person is by largely failing and only marginally succeeding. Thank you is a powerful motivator for human relationships to not only flourish but to also be productive. 


According to the Oxford English Dictionary, the English word “thank” derived from the word “think” around 450AD. Up until this time, people would typically express their gratitude by saying: “I think of you kindly.” This evolved to become “I Thank You” which was then shortened to “Thank You” around the 14th century. That later became “thanks” and, by the 18th century, simply “ta”. 


The etymology of modern day "merci" is from Middle French merci, mercy, from Old French merci, from Latin mercēdem (“wages, fee, price”). 


In Chinese, Xie Xie is used as thank you in general. In Canton, Ng Gou is used to saying thanks for the favor whilst duo jie means thanks for the gift.


The word namaste comes from Sanskrit. It’s a combination of namas (“I bow”) and te (“you”), which literally translates to I bow to you (McBroom, 2023). If the first particle sounds familiar, that’s because it is also featured in the word namaskar (e.g., Surya Namaskar), which means “greeting” or “salute. ”In terms of pronunciation, the word namaste is broken down into three syllables: nah-mas-tay, with emphasis on the first syllable. Traditionally, namaste is a non-contact way of greeting someone, expressing gratitude, or showing one’s respect. Namaste is usually accompanied by Anjali mudra, with the palms pressed together at the center of the chest, close to one’s heart. To reflect on its literal meaning, the verbal greeting is performed with a respectful bowing of the head in the direction of the person you are speaking to.


In the context of yoga, namaste is usually spoken at the beginning or at the end of the class. When it is said at the start, namaste is a way to greet each other. A teacher saying it to a student (or students) can also use namaste as a way to convey that the students are welcome and accepted. At the end of the class, namaste has a different connotation. It’s an expression of appreciation and gratitude. It is customary for the teacher to thank the students for sharing their practice and opening their mind to the wonders of yoga. The students tend to echo the sentiment with their own namaste to express gratitude to the teacher for guiding them and to fellow students for sharing their space and energy.
Culturally, thank you is the most fundamental "magic word" you can use and start teaching a child to be a polite member of the family, society, be it a small community or eventually the ever globalizing world. And this kind of manners is not just verbal and superficial lip service, but to allow children to see adults saying thanks to one another a lot, is a good practice for a healthy and warm home to be developed. And if not, there's also the other magic word "sorry".
 
That's just Airlie's 2 cents into this.
xxx




Wednesday, August 29, 2018

Crazy Rich Asians movie review *mild spoiler alert*

To say I was anticipating the movie is an underestimation. After reading all three of the delectable books, jumping up high when I heard of the adaptation, announcement of the cast, following Constance Wu's every Instagram move and down to the very last minute of the premiere, I have been waiting and waiting. This not only consolidates the success of Kevin Kwan's genius writing, but is a huge inspiration for Asian writers out there. It is an exciting time to see Asian representation from writing all the way to directing and acting. Anyhow, let's get into it:

Given all the details and subplots in the original book, the movie was well paced. It retained the dramatic opening scene in London, quickly breezed through the news of Nick going back to Singapore and also developed the subplot of Astrid's marriage. I love the humor that was instilled into the movie by Ken and Akwafina.

Some scenes that were not in the movie but still very appropriately dealt with was the majong scene. Though arguable a copycat of "Joy Luck Club" was still appropriate and touching (truth be told I cried). Omg the proposal scene was absolutely different but still very cute.

Let's talk music. My gosh, I loved how they rendered old Shanghai tunes but also mixed it up with a Mandarin version of Coldplay's Yellow- an obvious reference to the ethnographic depiction.

I was not quite happy with how they left Astrid's story the way they did. They spent more time on developing Bernard and Kitty than they could have with Astrid in which I think was an important storyline. I don't even know how they will continue that in the next movie.

But in general I liked the adaptation. It made me laugh, it made me cry, and more importantly, it made me think and reflect on the love God has blessed me with in this life time.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Girls commentary

I cannot believe I have never commentated on my beloved show Girls here before till now. But maybe that was because I was too busy with grad school, writing two books and my new job. But now that I have finished grad school, my two books and settled into my new job, as well as happily watching the new season of Girls, I wanted to point out a few worth reflecting points on S05E04.

The season starts with Marnie being a blown up bitch on her wedding day. I mean Marnie has always been a bitch, but on her wedding day she was a blown up bridezilla who even drove away her make-up artist, and I totally side the make-up artist. Of course Marnie is still Marnie after getting married, but this time she realizes it, and I must quote:

Hannah: The worst thing about Fran is that he has this prescribed idea about how I should act in any given situation. When I don't fulfill his expectations, he judges me.
Marnie: Oh my God, that's horrible.
Hannah: Thank you.
Marnie: No that's exactly what I am doing to Desy. I'm the one who's building the f**king wall. I have to go apologize to him.
Hannah: I don't understand.
Marnie: Don't break up with Fran [...] People who work on things stay together.

So moving on to the whole Hannah, Fran, Adam and Jessa rectangle, I agree with Marnie that Fran is a good guy, but a good guy doesn't mean he can constantly be judgy. That's not what love is about. Love is about loving that person regardless of their imperfections while trying to make that person the best version of themselves. Adam never judged Hannah and her creativity. Adam is an artist like Hannah, but he can't have her because of Fran. While Jessa (who by the way is wrongly pointed out by Hannah the biggest bitch, no Marnie is) the friend who is trying to cut off the chemistry between her and Adam is trying to live her life the right way, going to AA meetings and study while Hannah and Marnie keeps being in their selfish bubble and totally not care about the friendship Jessa still gives a shit about. Jessa should be the one fury not Hannah. It is no wonder Hannah's bitchiness drives Jessa to be so upset she arrives at the door of Adam's place. I like how this part ended up though. The sex was bad but she didn't leave. It was more about the deeper intimacy with Adam than just the lust.

Another lovely part about this episode was Elijah and Dill. These are the gay people who make straight relationships look bad:

Elijah: Look, if...if this is the type of thing where I don't meet your friends, (blinks hardly and avoids eye contact for a bit) I could be um...er...I could be okay with that...(frowning)
Dill: (gazes intensely into his eyes) You shouldn't be. (And Dill's friends roll up into the restaurant).

If gay people can love so much like this, why can't we? Elijah is giving up every lover's ideal relationship of getting to meet the friends of his significant other. It's tantamount to a girl giving up the dream they've always had of a wedding (it's okay I just want to be with you). But that is also when Dill ensures Elijah that he doesn't have to give that up (it's basically saying: I will make you the happiest man on earth). This dialogue is probably the most romantic thing I have heard in the entire series. It's perfectly summed up as this post I saw on the internet "If you love someone, you will be willing to sacrifice your dreams for them. If they love you, they won't let you." The follow up of Dill showing Elijah off all around NYC gave me so much tingles. Ah...amore!

#hopelessromantic #foreveralone


Saturday, March 5, 2016

Balancing Expectations and Hopefulness

Despite aplenty who think I look a decade younger than 30, there is not one breathing second I am not aware that I am 30 going on 31. My job reminds me that everyday. People around me remind me that everyday. Whether it is high school classmates, college friends, colleagues or strangers I meet on the street, I am constantly reminded I am 30 and single. Sometimes the look I see in kids and parents can jerk tears. And every time I get my hopes up for a certain guy, I am more than often disappointed.

While learning not to have expectations I am tugged between being hopeful that something will turn up. While learning to accept that I may live the rest of my life alone, I loath the idea that I am throwing in the towel on love, that I am giving in, giving up. While guy after guy, time after time, I learn that men just aren't as romantic and committing than a decade ago let alone Jane Austen's time, I am torn between the many couples I know that attest love still exists.

In the name of love, how do we balance between not having expectations and being hopeful that it will eventually happen?

This is the one moment I loath being an optimist. I can be an optimist about my career because it is somehow in my hands. But being an optimist in love is tiring when time after time you are wrestled down and you feel you have no control over it...

And what if I don't have expectations for love? I never had a back-up plan for when I don't find love...I can have a back-up plan if this job doesn't work and hop onto another career, but there is no back-up plan for this...it's either spinsterhood all the way or adopting, which is nothing compared to the real deal. And is what I want really that much to ask for? Waking up to find your love by your side and going to bed knowing that the same person will be there, is that a lot to ask for? What happened to men of the 21st century?

As much as I know this is part of growing up, when is it going to end? This tunnel feels everlasting...

Thursday, June 5, 2014

An Airlie quote a day keeps the cynics away

The best kind of relationship is like the best kind of hug. You stand behind your better half, got his back and supporting him with an embrace; yet at the tip of his shoulder can see his view of the world; and you are just one second away from a kiss. That's an Airlieism.



Tuesday, May 6, 2014

I Don't Ask for Anything, but Should I?

When I start seeing someone, I don't really ask for anything too much... someone who can hold up a conversation, as well as being semi-sensually stimulating; I don't ask for fancy candlelit dinners or bouquets. I just want to be with someone I can feel comfortable with, someone who can tell me I'm perfect for him even though I'm flawed, but brings the best out of me. I don't ask for Tiffany bracelets or Chanel bags. I just want someone to treat me with love, patience and respect. I don't need trips to Seychelles or Maldives. I don't need diamond rings or fancy weddings. I just need four letters, L.O.V.E. three words "I love you", I just need two synchronized hearts and one monogamous relationship.

Is that a lot to ask for? Should I be asking for more? Am I not worthy of that? Or am I just giving that out too much or in the wrong way? They also say "The greatest thing about life is to love and be loved in return." What if you just love, but never get it in return? I hate it when they say "Don't hate the game, hate the player." But aren't the players part of the game? And why is love a game?

Sometimes I get confused who was proud and who was prejudiced, in Jane Austen's finest work. Elizabeth Bennet or Mr. Darcy? In modern age, how do we tell the difference between George Wickham and the almost extincted Mr. Darcy?

Hypocrisy disturbs me...

While I am ambivalent about leaving Hong Kong for grad school in University of Waterloo (Ontario, Canada) this September...I am relieved about the hypocrisy I will be leaving behind, as well as ecstatic to return to somewhere more laid back and at the same time intellectual. Hong Kong has served me well enough time to teach me my Chinese roots, the language, the history, the literature, the traditions, the culture. But a metropolitan like this isn't made for someone as sentimental as me, at least...not for now...

So while I bid my adieu here, I open my arms with the curiosity of a child, not only to take in more knowledge, but also a heart to understand life and what I want to pursue, how I chase after it, and who I want to do that with.

Wish me luck!=)

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Trams

I have recently gained fondness for trams. Not just because of its vintage, touristy or even party vibe, not just coz its cheap...but because of how the whole system works. Pretty much all of HK's public transport is the opposite of the trams "commute before you pay" kind of system. And I always feel great about getting the opportuntiy of saying thanks to the driver on my way off the tram, whereas on big double decker buses you dont always get that opportunity.

Relationships should be like that too. Take that special person on a ride, give a little, love a little, allow yourself to fall for that person a little before they start giving and falling for you.


Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Love at First Read (lyrics rewrote) (Shiga 說一句)

I rewrote these lyrics from Shiga's canto song a while ago, but the new setting and audio on my channel is horrible, so this is just a sneak peek of the lyrics, I'll try to do a better take 2 later on.

the instrumental version(not by me obviously lol): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gOT_bfnuPr0
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Lyrics:
From the very first email,
To the very last goodbye,
I gave, I gave all of my heart,
And revealed all of my secrets.
You trusted me, so I trusted you.
But it turned out I was just a fool.
As I pushed you away, I lost my muse and pen
To convey these mixed emotions...

Chorus:
I was surprised myself, when I fell for you,
It was love at first read and I knew
You were the man that was not just a suit
But you had passion for life and it was written down too.
It felt like you were the one I was looking for
And it didn't even take one single kiss or touch
Endearing notes trembled my heart,
And the funny thing is, that it was love at first read.

I hate myself, you did nothing wrong
Because it's you who helped me grow
You helped me shed light on life's clarity
But then things started to shatter...

Chorus:
I was surprised myself, when I fell for you,
It was love at first read and I knew
You were the man that was not just a suit
But you had passion for life and it was written down too.
It felt like you were the one I was looking for
And it didn't even take one single kiss or touch
Endearing notes trembled my heart,
And the funny thing is, that it was love at first read.

But when you did not love me
My sentiments were not reciprocated
Life lose clarity

Chorus:
I was surprised myself, when I fell for you,
It was love at first read and I knew,
You were the man that was not just a suit
But you had passion for life and it was written down too.
It felt like you were the one I was looking for
And it didn't even take one single kiss or touch
Endearing notes trembled my heart,
And the funny thing is, that it was love at first read.




Friday, August 30, 2013

Art, Love and Poise

Mariah carey as we all know has it all, a luxurious life style, fame and a beautiful family, regardless of what the press say about her she is happy. She wrote beautiful lyrics and did angelic singing like "Hero", "Can't take that away", "Through the rain", "Thank God i found you" and "When you believe" which provided, provides and will always provide sanctuary, solace and an oasis for the emotionally lost, depressed and weak.



As a teacher, an educator, I always think why certain people turn out the way they do. Although Mariah is racially mixed and and has divorced parents, she didnt have too much of an identity crisis. Did reading help her with her lyrics? Did her steadfast belief in God help her singing? Most probably.

That's my first example of the formula to poise for most famed and loved women: art and love.



Alicia keys as we all know as well is a gifted song writer who wrote one of my recent favorites: Superwoman. Check the video out and you'll know why I felt so moved at her concert when she said "this is to all the women out there" and sang "even when I'm a mess, put a vest on my chest with an S" and ended the song with "We are super women."

Should I reiterate the formula? Art and love makes poise. 

Locally Fiona sit is the famed singer who suffered from depression but who not only triumphantly fought against it but also sang the amazing "Better Me" as well as acted out an almost perfect mv.

I won't reiterate but that, you get what I mean.

I might or might not write a blog about fame, vanity and breakdowns, like Britney, Amanda and Whitney Houston but to be honest I'm not sure I have the time as well as the mental energy to write something so negative. But someday...

Friday, August 2, 2013

Engaged


We were in a tent waiting for dawn to fall on us, and when the sunrised, he serendaded me with a song he wrote, and said a brief speech that made me teary eyed, pulled out a ring and asked me to marry him... 

I wish...

When ever people say "engage" they automatically think of a pretty diamond ring and a beautiful bouquet of flowers and the promise to a wedding and marriage. Think about the ordeal of planning the perfect wedding, whether it be an elaborate event-of-the-year or an intimate get-together. How many think of the deeper semantics of the word "engage"?

"Engage", as I interpret, is a commitment and devotion to something. Engage in a the love of your spouse, your family, your friends, engage in a meaningful career, volunteer work, soul searching, engage in a healthy lifestyle, in arts, engage in the pursuit of scientific or medical discoveries. Be committed and devoted to the things you love and are meaningful to you, and cherish it as if your life depends on it. 

When you are engaged in a fulfilling life, it doesn't really matter if you have that diamond ring. Sharing a tent with a soul mate watching the sunrise can still be accompanied with pretty wildflowers and joy. Add in nice music, good food and a nice conversation and voila! Carpe diem!!! The love and joy of life!!

Let's get Engaged!!!


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