Charlie and the Chocolate Factory: The Lost Chapter

“That hole,” said Mr Wonka, “leads directly to what we call the Pounding and Cutting Room. In there the rough fudge gets tipped out of the wagons into the mouth of a huge machine. The machine then pounds it against the floor until it is all nice and smooth and thin. After that, a whole lot of knives come down and go chop chop chop, cutting it up into neat little squares, ready for the shops.”

via The Guardian.

Sounds like a Johnny Depp film. That would have been pretty cool and disturbing to read when I was a kid.

Books Thoughts

Be the change you want to see

Every now and then I read a post by Brian Gardner and he recently blogged about how received a Twitter reply from Sarah McLachlan

Be the change you want to see in the world.

It turns out there is no reliable documentary evidence for who originally said it, but it’s supposedly a derivative of words Mahatma Gandhi once spoke.

Regardless of its origin, I find a tremendous amount of truth within those words. They are encouraging, and challenging, in the same breath.

When you see something you don’t like, or that needs to be fixed, be that change.

Don’t sit around waiting for somebody else to do the work that you want to see. It’s possible you might be waiting a very long time, if not forever.

It’s not the first time I’ve heard this quote, but it’s definitely a very powerful quote, and one that I should remind myself of more often.

For my part, I took some baby steps some years back to implement a small action based on this philosophy. One of the core values that I always stress is that of integrity. As a result, I’m always incredibly frustrated at what we Malaysians call “Malaysian timing”, or globally known as being “fashionably late”. It’s a tiny act, but I always do my best to ensure that I’m always on time, regardless of whether I know the other party is going to be late or not. It might not matter to the other party that I’m stupidly on time, but every time I do it, it helps me reaffirm my belief and integrity to myself. It’s a silly thing to do in Malaysia, but it’s something I want to take a stand on anyways. I’ve still ended up being late from time to time, but I’m constantly improving and fine tuning my process, and that’s what matters.

On on unrelated note, I’ve just purchased a book that he recommended on that post. I was tempted to buy it a while back but didn’t go it, this time I’ve taken the plunge. I hope it doesn’t disappoint.


Love Yourself Like Your Life Depends On It

I haven’t been reading as often as I’d like, but I am trying my best to get back into the habit of reading daily. Whenever I read, I always notice a huge difference in my attitude, and that is definitely something that I want to be in control of.

Early this year I happened to chance upon a talk by Kamal Ravikant, courtesy of a MindValley blog post, leading me to purchase his Kindle book Love Yourself Like Your Life Depends On It.

I’m not going to go into detail about the book, since this isn’t a book review and there are already plenty of reviews on Amazon. What I am going to do is recommend this book, as it’s a really simple read, written from the heart, and will only improve your life.

The good news is that his second book Live Your Truth has been released, and I’m halfway through it.

Check it out, you won’t be disappointed.

Also check out the video of Kamal below.


The Little Prince

The books I usually read are technology-related, biographies, and personal development. Every once in a while, I do stray and read something for a different genre.

I’ve never reviewed a book before, but I think this book is fitting for my first post on books. In all honesty, I can only describe it as a simple (but powerful) story of innocence, and how many (if not most) of us have been caught up in life, and forget that there are so many ways to look at things.

If you’ll dig around online, you’ll realize that behind the simplistic nature of the story, it’s inspired by the author’s life experiences. I’m always amazed at the depth of things that can be hidden under the simplest of stories.

The essence the story is:

One sees clearly only with the heart. What is essential is invisible to the eye.

I was given this book by my mom probably ten years ago. I’ve on mustered up the effort to read it recently. If you’ve read the book before, I guess I can only say that I got caught up in matters of consequence.