Just How far would you go?

Just How far would you go ? 

I Bumped into my of one my old friend ( Matty ) in the gym today after my tiring fitness class. This year my resolution is to make myself more attractive to catch the right bird therefore gym bunny or you rather it being called regular gym goer fits into my description of new year resolution. It had been always the same resolution for the past few years as the old saying goes “ survival of the fittest “ , ain’t fit ain’t going anywhere in your journey of looking for the right bird for the right love, well at least in our rainbow community I have come to the acceptance of “ guys love to look at attractive things which might be the first step in opening up the soul window in getting to know each other.” 

 So after the class, I sat down in the lounge with Matty to catch up on his life, especially the subject of love. He is in a long distance relationship which has been going on for almost 6 months now and he will be going to introduce his partner to his family soon in February, the red festive holiday, Chinese New year. It was truly a blessing to see everyone getting hitched and ready to move forward initiating the step in getting closer to one’s personal life including ones’s family. As long as the long distance relationship sounds, he does not mind flying 4 hours to another country just to meet his partner up over the short weekends. It becomes short although both of them are living apart more than a thousand miles. Matty is optimistic and goes out from his heart all the way to pursue his love dream regardless of the distance and time difference. If you asked me, I think I will be to exhausted travelling to and fro and lack of sleep would trigger my cranky side which nobody ever want to see. At times, he would even offer to call him up as a reminder of his important events ahead and even at wee hours given the time difference. Not just that , he also reached out to understand his partner’s social life. Yes as sweet as it might sound, all relationship has its own fair share of conflicts , especially in the period of discovering one another. The conflict started to stir as he gets to know his partner’s social life in depth.

 We all have that one friend, whom we called as bestie or BFF ( Best friends forever) to talk to us when we needed the most despite looking like a zombie without the need to put up a good look when meeting up. Unfortunately, the situation between Matty and his partner’s bestie did not sound too good. For instance, clash of objectives in life and some sort like a yin vs yang energy influencer in his partner’s life. So the struggle is real for Matty to either sway his partner to him and vice versa for his partner’s bestie. It is not easy and I know Matty is rational enough to let loose and not to loose his head over the conflict created by his partner’s bestie. Beastie to Matty but bestie to his partner. So there you go, the balance he needed to go through and eventually to find a way out to resolve beastie vs bestie issues that might surface more in the future to come as they go down the road together. As I was telling Matty, the love- hate relationship between two people is never ever just between him and his partner, but it does revolve around people who plays a certain role in our social background. Believe me you, if anyone has ever told you that the society influencers such as friends, family, work, environment and etc.. just to name a few are redundant in a relationship, that person must have had low sense of awareness of things of happening around or choose to ignore until one day the issue is significant enough to break the relationship apart. Speaking from my experience unless somebody would like to challenge it. Consequently, accepting somebody into your life involves accepting the person’s as a whole and that would include his partner’s bestie in Matty’s situation.


 Just as I was able to conclude the piece of the day , my phone buzzed with a text from my friend, ( dragon) inspirational quote of relationship which runs:



“ Seize the opportunity when it is knocking on your door. Each lifestyle we choose come with either sorrows or joys. In addition to it , nothing is permanent in this world so enjoy while you still have the opportunity to do so.”
Lots of questions popped up in my head and I texted back below :

“ How Do you know when it’s the right door? “

“ How do you safeguard your heart from getting hurt if you choose to open the door which you think it is the right one?”

“ Are we ready to accept the aftermath of opening the door to reveal all yourself including your flaws to the person you think might be the right one?”


“ Is there anything we could do to minimise the risks of opening the wrong door?”
Another buzz from the old wise one ( dragon who is one of my besties after refining his words in the text message),

there is no right or wrong in the relationship, it’s a choice you choose and be able to have the courage to face it. In life we take risk and even the perfect plan you have planned for a long time in your head might turn up to be the plan you absolutely have no control over. Yes in another word, it is unpredictable but having said that , are you gonna just stay put and not move on to try again. There is no one right single answer to the question.

At the the back of my mind, it narrowed down to my topic of the day again “ How far would you go for, in a relationship or for a relationship?”

The Big Word "D"

Dilemma Dear diary, here comes the chapter where I have been waiting for to write after plenty of trial and errors in dating. The latest one, the youngest and the most simple one I have ever dated, a historian student who lead a simple no worry take it as it is life comes type of background from a well protected family, a strong catholic believer. All these years I have been yearning for a guy who is simple, young and doesn’t pay much attention to his clothes, appearance and status. Finally god blessed me one and much to my surprise, my heart was in doubt as to whether he is the one for me. Deep down inside my heart, I am so afraid he is not actually who I am looking for, and my materialistic nature kicks in reminding me if he is the one you really want, who checked the box at the bottom of the list, not the top. Well, the top ones on the list are as you know me, wealth and appearance and bottom being the inner soul. They say, you can never have both, it’s just either one. As the old Chinese saying goes, either beauty or wealth but in this case, either heart or wealth. It is so hard for me to choose, my heart tells me one thing and the next minute another thing. I had him confused last night, very much to his despair almost close to getting rid of me. At one point, I almost wanted to give up letting his heart off but my self conscious kicks in, forcing hopes in my voice, instilling promises I never thought I would hence lighting up his despair to graceful hope. I feel guilty doing that but it is so difficult for me to confess. If I do it again, muddle with his feelings, it will smash him so badly and his finals are around the corner, I don’t want to be responsible for his regrets, failure or sorrows. I am evil enough to have sent the unsure doubtful signals and not wanting to cost him his course, his only life goal at the moment after been travelling so far from Ireland. Home wrecker, bad ass, slut crazy insane bitch which I have been but not a life smasher and no, I am not gonna be one destroying his future. He is a good caring gentle guy but why I never see future with him, why is it so murky and cloudy unlike other guys on grindr although I know they are just after sex. Looking at the jesus Christ cruxifixed picture in the museum today reminds me of thousand endless sins I have committed that I din realise, the cross he was carrying, suddenly hit my head telling me that all the burdens and sins I had in the past, it is endless and beyond my great expectation. I thought I have done good in my life but it is the opposite and that’s when the 3rd prophecy I had been told when I was young came resonating in my brain: no family, no children and difficult to find a faithful partner. Another thing I realised the other night while skyping was I wanted to be in his shoes, the opposite ones who is being spoilt and not the one to spoil. In another word I like to be pampered by someone who is wealthy enough to do that for me. For instance, my close friends friend has recently announced the wedding bell not long after they engaged. The diamond ring is as big as a solid rock, the one you can find in the beach and in the picture, the diamond outweights her beauty. She is pretty damsel herself who knows how to look after herself, talented with a degree and definitely a wife’s material. Her husband would be is so out from her league, in fact totally out of her league in terms of look but then again, bachelor guy with stable big fortune income plus wealthy family background who lives in a house no one can ever resist not to stay there for more than a night, much bigger and modern than any ordinary studio apartment. So when it comes to the big question, proposal to tie your heart down with grounds offer like that, the temptation is too much not to say yes, and yes she said as predicted. At the meantime while looking at another couple from the other perspective, both of them come from average class family with stable income and of course with a degree, a professional degree. Both of them have been with each other since student in university and still going strong till now. Sad to say, both of them will part soon due to jobs. She is a career minded woman who never gives up on her job for a housewife to be at home, who cooks for her husband, ready for morning breakfast and tidy up the sheets and spring-cleaning after laundry. Her boyfriend or fiancée future to be is much very interested in getting her to take after his mother. Sad to say, she is so different from what he wants her to be after marriage and obviously, the children she said two but her husband said 7! Yes, seven that it is. The arguments and debate between them too is logical and sensible and sometimes, I could not even decide which one to side as a friend, torn in between so I just did what is best, when you say nothing at all. The trick, silence is golden really works. That moment of silence, is like a mirror, for themselves to reflect on about what each other think about it. They do not show it but they do ponder the thoughts suggested trying to meet each other demands or hopes I should put it. In connection to me with all these fuss and rhetorical ideas, if only I can select what I want. The first couple, I would want wealth, stable and of course the elegant family background. The one who enjoy pampering me and the jewellery, absolute yes. The second couple, the role which the guy expect me to take and brainy decent appearance. As much as I want as mentioned above, luxurious pampered life everyone striving hard to get, they called it an American dream: white picket fences bungalow house, dogs in the yard running and children chasing dreams, I want stability, security and a promising aspect in life. Let’s dwelled in the first subject, security! What makes you feel secure, define security. Let’s see, from my point of view, it means to keep you safe and feel safe all the time. When unexpected things or events occur, you have to energy and the will to resolve and including picking up the repercussions of action following the decision you made. It could be as simple as moving to a new place, deciding where to settle down your life as well as your career, what you do for living. The next question that follows, what keep you safe? In what aspect you need to have or to possess to feel safe. Is being on your own with a secured professional job enough to keep you warmth comfy with no sorrows the next day although you have the huge king sized bed all by yourself at night. So job is one of them. The next, family or next of kin. As weird as it sounds, some people function well among the family, it is almost close to what we called as niche. Your very own comfort zone, never goes out of it, you just know they are always there, will be there for whatever things you count on. Another word for it, kindred spirit. Here comes the next subject, the most rhetorical ones in the century, no one knows what is the answer to it, brain always play tricks, complicated and hard to tell, who to believe, the scientist? The lovers who have been together for years and still strong? The psychologist who defines everything trying hard to arrive a diagnosis for treatment? Your mum who always ask you to follow your gut feelings and nagging your every movement making sure you are perfect the way you are? Your friend who reminds you love will come one day and it is sooner than you thought which in fact I have been hearing that for years now and still sounding in my brain? The doctor, who asked you to keep your priority rights in life? The married couple, too busy to elaborate the meaning of love trying to keep the hyper active children at bay? Yes the key subject in this paragraph, love. I know I have been babbling about love a lot in all my columns, nevertheless it is the subject of importance. It makes you feel secure, hyper and hypo, roller coaster ride, exciting and the closest hurts the most, the loveliest gestures taste sweeter than sugar. In chinese, the old saying goes, water is enough to keep you full when you are in love. In line of the continuation as above, the other day I was working, just a typical normal day where you had enough time for a craic with one of my colleaques. One of the things she said catch my attention as to I did not see that coming out from her mouth. Yes, She did it the same as none other than my friends, the good one will come to you and you will find a good one the sort of nonsense comforting talk. First of all, I did not even open up to her my vulnerability despite searching for years, trying hard and far to find the perfect one. Here comes again, Did I just say the word perfect? I had no idea where did that come from neither as the other people who heard the conversation as I was not desperate to have one. At the moment, I have a lot on my plates to worry about, my career outmost the love subject because I was not the lucky one who was born with the golden spoon, relentless worries of whether there will be enough food tomorrow. To be fair, she could sense something was not right as she is as smart as rocket scientist but one step behind Einstein as she has married with one wee boy. A single parents family, not unusual in this country where you see countless of family with similar up-growing.

complicated or delusional

Well, it’s the time of the year again, Xmas around the corner, booze, family gathering for some, those who are married with enormous children at home wagging their tongue for festive meals, big giant turkey and sweet dessert. For some, it means Xmas night out with friends prior to the celebration of virgin Mary’s son, Jesus Christ. While some having celebration with booze, for me a farewell dinner before I leave for a better job prospect. At the dinner table, comes the gal who claimed relationship a problem, the exact word she describes, complicated yet she still lingers for the hopes she has been on lingering for more than six months, yes 6 months! She has given all she could ever possible or someone could have ever asked before. All the good deals start with the big “C”s, in fact more than just one C. Never mind the age gap, the culture and the parental factors as she is able to take up the challenge. One could only envy what she has to offer but the main key point here missing is the chemistry. Like the old proverb goes, it takes two for the keys to click and believe it or not, I trust the key-lock hypothesis. It is only the right key to the happiness to unlock the right lock. Yes, there is only one key for everyone. Different bearers have different shapes, colour and to match the brand too. Me on the other hand, has been struggled to find the right key, the ultimate one despite endlessly aiming for 5 years. Ups and downs like a roller coaster, it was an exciting rough ride. Regardless of the drama entailing the ride, there is always a person sitting next to me in the ride. That’s my best pal ever I met throughout my years being abroad. As I am writing this piece, I am up in the sky, over thousands of attitudes awaiting a thousand over miles journey before I could call home for Xmas. Boarding the airline might give you a surprise. What looks in the inside doesn’t always give you the whole story as it is a whole different feel inside. Decorations in line with the festive mood, peak season does not come free without children, sometimes wonder could it be a tears of joy or cursed tie down trapped freedom. One thing that smirks me off is the wee soft toy hanging in the aisle . It’s frosty, the snowman and now the red suit bearded over weight guy we know as Santa Claus. The flight was a full house, with a miniature TV in every seat except the front row with no leaning seats in the front. The food, I would rate 7 out of 10.The presentation is better than airway I have been in. Silver solid cutlery was given with the aroma spicy curry on board, savoury rice and lastly complementary dessert. My favourite bit. All-right too much babbling, time to revert to the topic we discussed earlier, the complicated delusional one has on for hopes, faith and slowly fades into profound memory. There was coffee discussion between her and her complicated yet to know potential date, not a step forward to partner. One willing to compromise but the others feel bad when she compromise, yes the guilt will eat her up as the sacrifice is too big, might costs her whole life. Decision, tougher than you could imagine. Most often than not, in our lives, choices are options. Back in those old days, there was never a question of options. People just do after what they have been told. No question, no doubts policy. You just need to find a way to adapt your way through. If success, well done and if fail, a shame in Asian culture and try your best again in Western. In the end of it, it is the love that holds two together, not money, not asset, not friendship. Wait a minute, Did I just say friendship. Where has the old motto gone, value friendship more than relationship. The golden rule I always applied whenever envy kicks in. I guess it is an excuse others, single potential bachelor used to make them feel much better and secure with the words “ who needs a partner when you have mate”. Easier said than done, mellowness starts to kick in when you are away from home, be it studies, business purpose or a better job prospect. The time when you reached for the phone, it goes to voice mail. Mates gone home for gathering, the once a year festive gathering and when you come home, you realised there was no one at home, empty, cold and blackness engulfing the whole apartment, leaving you to linger your plan the next minute. That is the time where you desperately get on the line to call home and later little did you find out that no one is at home, left a voice mail unanswered until tomorrow afternoon listening to the joyful cracks your mum was telling you and the fun she had on a night out. You begin to wonder, is this the sort of life you want to live? Speaking of her, she has all the good “KIKI”s a girl could ever ask for, or should I use the word dying for. Of all the goodness, it has been enriched in the wrong place, the wrong person and the wrong time. Let’s break it into pieces, shall we? Family affair no longer an issue she should be concerned about, out and proud. Financial situation, let me put it in this way, driving an Audi car with a stable job with a title in the front of her name. Sounds a good deal. There are three things she mentioned in the relationship, ground rules set up by her future “counter part”. Such she vividly reminded mutual respect, compromise and the last one is not on top my head now. Nevertheless, it seemed that she was set up with the conditions without her thoughts on it. They say love is blind, as far as the eyes can see. Its true, when you are deeply or grossly emotionally stuck to someone, all you see is denial. However the reasons are, there would be always the positive side of the story when the signals are clearly heading towards asking her to step back, get out and the sooner she realised it the better in situ with the popular “ She’s just not that into you” film. Sounds familiar, yes it is for me “ He’s just not that into you” Nobody said it was easy, such a shame they have to part. Running in circles, catching up on each other’s tail, isn’t she sick and tired of repeating the cycle again and over again. As for me, you have already subconsciously guessed the answer. Yes, it makes my gut wrench and spasm occasionally. The most difficult part for me to go back to square one, restart everything again from scratch. It scared and in fact, some people find it terrifying to have to rebuilt your comfort zone when it is either broken or invaded. Unless, you are the primadonna, never your fault no matter how much you play. Now standing in the front of the aisle, not too far from the loo, standing a father with a child. Child not behaving, running like a tarzan hence baby hugs to get rid of the madness which I foreseen hopefully would not happen.

Rescue or to be rescued?

Big massive wave

It’s over, after a couple of months affectionate love and pampering his needs, more than just sexual needs and he finally pulled the plug to call it off. Let’s call him Mr. P. It was wonderful for the first few weeks and I was all over the heel for him, his passion, honesty and cute smiley blue eyes blinded me to fall for him in just weeks. As usual, we had sex not long after the 1st date and there was nothing I could complain, not even a nick of tiny trivial stuff that I usually picked on casual sex. The moment I stepped on to meet his parents, to gain acceptance in his life and he started to freak out. He din even speak a word to negotiate or even reason logically. Instead of rationing, he stopped talking to me and sent me an email of his anger and frustations over my inconsiderate childish suggestion to stay over in his house for summers to build rapport with his parents. The truth is, I don’t really mind if he refused to permit me to meet his parents although he is out to his parents. What hurts me the most was the way he said things in his email which was ‘you may think I am a self-fish bastard, you can just forget me if you dun like me’. This is a powerful statement leaving to me to linger with sleepless days of clueless thoughts with the hope he would retract back these words. Sadly, he did not take back his words but he did apologise for things did not really work out between us and babbled with the same convincing break up words such as ‘you are handsome,,,cute..you deserve someone better than me’… of course, I was badly devastated after reading.



A few days after the big wave landed on me, one of my gfs and I were speaking about her mum trying to set her up with a date. The problem is, my gf shows no absolute interest at all. She wants to be single for the rest of her life, she doesn’t want or need to share her life with someone else, especially watching telly. She prefer to have her own space and freedom to control her telly, That way, it gives her the power to control her favourite channel, her life and her own hobby. Isn’t that a little self-fish, having things on your own, all by yourself without sharing. She did not grow up reading the happy ever after story book and she doesn’t have a clue enough to believe it. I , on the other hand, grew up with cherish thoughts that one day, my white horse shining armour knight will set me free and rescue me from the loneliness empty prison. Wait, hold it there, did I just mention the word rescue.



Are all of us waiting to be rescued or getting ready to rescue?

WhAT's nEXT AfteR the ' Yes I DO..to Be your bF but Not MARriAge'

They say, it is hard to find someone who is truly and brave enough to commit a strong solid relationship, the kind of happy ever after just you and me no ogling or fantasizing other guy type of relationship. This is especially true in homosexual relationship..it is pronounced as Ho.Moh..SEX..you.all . Yes, it is the word SEX that holds us back from the ‘I do, you’re the only one in my life ‘. I was in the conversation with a bisexual guy who thinks that the chances of two guys living together are slimmer than the tree branch ( I strongly disagree with what he said..but he is a pig head..and one day..wishfully I can prove him wrong ^_^) and on the other hand, heterosexual couples have higher chances of living together as his argument was that having a family with children hold the couples strong together but not in homo couple. However, I debated (really feel the need to defence us, the ‘community’ although I am not a pro gay activist) that in this new millennium, adoption is permissible and legal in some place and the lack of children problem that hold two people together is resolved then. Then, he popped out another question, ‘how many gay guys want to adopt children, maybe those trashies couple at the bottom of the market (those guys who are not fortunate enough to be considered as attractive in gays community) but not the hottie pies, they know nothing about raising and adopting children, they are too self centred for themselves for sex and out of how many gay guys in the street rather have children than having sex with hot tushies?’. In my defence, I argued that not everyone wants hot guys just for sex, some want to share their life with and have a family and not all hot guys are brainless..at least not me ^_^. Whatever it is, what he said has left me to ponder this question, what is left after yes I do, be it for sex with just us two or for abstinence from sleeping with other hot guys. What is going to happen next? How do you salvage your relationship once the sexual passion for one another has run out? Love maybe the answer, but again what is love? More and more questions coursing through my veins as to answer that question. To be honest, I haven’t been in love before...maybe love did show up but I did not realise it. Can we, just have sex with the same person for the rest of our lives to show commitment for love?

ThANk yOU

I like this song....thank you for everything...Make me feel thankful for everything ^_^.

Remember to click on the title Thank you for the music video.

How bout getting off of these antibiotics
How bout stopping eating when I'm full up
How bout them transparent dangling carrots
How bout that ever elusive kudo

Thank you India
Thank you terror
Thank you disillusionment
Thank you frailty
Thank you consequence
Thank you thank you silence

How bout me not blaming you for everything
How bout me enjoying the moment for once
How bout how good it feels to finally forgive you
How bout grieving it all one at a time

Thank you India
Thank you terror
Thank you disillusionment
Thank you frailty
Thank you consequence
Thank you thank you silence

The moment I let go of it was
The moment I got more than I could handle
The moment I jumped off of it was
The moment I touched down

How bout no longer being masochistic
How bout remembering your divinity
How bout unabashedly bawling your eyes out
How bout not equating death with stopping

Thank you India
Thank you providence
Thank you disillusionment
Thank you nothingness
Thank you clarity
Thank you thank you silence

yeah yeah
ahh ohhh
ahhh ho oh
ahhh ho ohhhhhh
yeaahhhh yeahh

WHAT IS THE PRICE OF LOVE?

If love were standing in front of me and asked me "what are you prepared to give me?" I don't know what I would say, perhaps I'd ask "what have I done to you and why did you spin my head around like that?" then, I will shake the love thoughts till they gets whirled around like a hurricane storm in a glass of water। Maybe I am naïve। Maybe hope dies last. Although my heart is lying pieces on the ground right now and other people are jigging the samba on it. I can feel that in the end love will give me a chance. It's just that it's hard not to lose faith. Especially when love stabs you in the back, you will have doubts. Because love also hurts. But it is still the greatest of all feelings. We give everything for love…really everything? Is that too high for the price to pay? Would you be prepared to pay for love with our own lives? If you are destined to each other, the world can end but at least you are not alone. It's better to drown together than to burn alone. Love burns but maybe that is only true when your love is not big enough. Maybe sometimes, you believe in the love of your life even though they are not the one. I wish I could get my courage back to leave the past behind me. With renewed strength and without old wounds. That is why I let my soul write these words. Someday I will courageously laugh in the face of my fate.

BACHELOR OR NOT? YOU DECIDE

Nothing much for me to do during these holidays aside from entertaining my mother by actively participating in the business or loitering around in the malls with my buddy and stop by halfway for a drink. So, in the middle of the conversation, shock came into my mind when the word "detached" coming out from his mouth. What surprised me even more is the way he reacted to it and coping with it as if nothing great or significant impact on his emotions. That is my friend, eddy (name has been changed to protect privacy), who has been in a relationship more than 2 years with a girl he met in working. Out of a sudden, he wanted to be free and single from engaging and do what the bachelors can do other than party and hooking up for random sex. Upon asking him the reason for pulling such a daring act, his answer, clearly reflected on his face….breakaway…just a word to summarize his lengthy speech of denying his fault in the breaking up. Then, one of my other friends asked…"what if you are in the mood for the guys need", should it be kudos or a shame to him for posing such a question? Kudos for him to remind eddy's irrational move and self-fish of not caring on his girlfriend needs or a shame on him for taking things for granted if you know what I mean. Whatever his decision is, as a friend, you gained my respect as a buddy but not when it comes to gentle-man to a lady. At the end of the day, let's see the difference being single versus those being in a couple.

10 GRIZZLY TRUTHS:

Being a bachelor:

1) You have absolute control over your own daily timing be it out for a drink or a party.

2) Finance is free to alter in whatever way you want as long as " you spent on what you earned for yourself"

3) Flirting without thinking twice and this sometimes but not always goes together with sleeping around…haha.

4) Complimentary drinks from the girls if they think you are hot.

5) Boundless of your favorite invitation delivered to you door-step, but not marriage wedding I guess.

6) Liberation to have your room to be styled in whichever ways that you fancy.

7) No restrictions on whatever you are doing even though it is pertaining to your physical appearance… "if you have it, flaunt it"…after all it is a metrosexual world for this new era.

8) No report or permission is required to do anything.

9) Save your energy to focus on your studies or job rather than resolving the conflicts arising from women are from Venus, men are from Mars type of opinions.

10) Finally, free to have sex with no strings attached.

Being a lover:

1) Starting with the most basic bonus, someone to hold on into when the tough gets going or going gets tough.

2) Get the feelings of noticed or needed when you are alone apart from your close relatives, provided the love is pure and genuine from the heart.

3) Financial support from your girl if just in case a real bankruptcy hits you, you will never know u might be out of job for a few months or even a year.

4) To share something that you cannot share with your relatives or your close friends.

5) Kill the extra time you have on surprising her with the best measure if you like seeing her smile all the time.

6) A bolted sweet memory with the girl you love.

7) To have a trusted person to discuss with when a decision has to be made by you.

8) No more doubts on whether the sex is free from STD given that you or your girl is faithful to each other.

9) The warmth gifts from the girl of your dream…haha..a bit materialistic here.

10) A promising future with abundant of joys and happiness.

After all these reviews, whichever route you choose to become, always out-weight before choosing it.

A GOOD PHYSICIAN’S SECRET RECIPE

What is the recipe behind a good doctor? If you ask the chefs "what is the secret behind a good food?", then the most likely answer is the quality of the ingredients and the customers' content on the food they eat. After some time of thinking, I found out that both have the same approach in making the subject good. From the patient's point of view, they would tell you that the package of a doctor attracts them to see whenever they fall ill. So overall, it's the same thing that they want in a physician, quality and satisfaction. Let's start with the high grade ingredients, shall we:

• A few stacks of book
• Nuggets of general knowledge
  
• A jar of wisdom
• Two big spoons of rationale
  
• A regular sized mug full of facts
  
• A pinch of intelligence
  
• 1 teaspoon of good judgment

Mix all these ingredients into a pot (brain), heat (study) the mixture until boiling. Continue heating and stirring with a spoon (concentration) until you notice the mixture is thick enough (memory). Turn off the stove; remember not to over heat (over study). Burnt mixture tastes bad. Slowly pour the mixture onto a plate. Next up, for the ornaments to decorate the food:

• A clove of confidence
• A few straws of empathy and patience
• A few petals of smiley face
  

Adorn the ornaments carefully on the plate. Make sure it is clean and well groomed. Now, you are ready to serve the food to the customer (patient).