So I got to visit this beautiful place in my island country Fiji. Its called Rakiraki, about three hours drive from Suva, the capital. Its simply amazing. Met the lovely couple John Gray and his wife who started Wananavu (wahh-nah-nah-voo) Resort there. By the way Wananavu means AWESOME, something that takes your breath away literally. And that’s what this place is all about.
The couple are selling their home, after more than 12 years staying there. Their house is going for $3.5m. With its beautiful location, perched up on the hillside overlooking the Viti Levu Bay (pronounced Vee-Tee-lay-voo; Fiji’s biggest island) i couldn’t help but marvel at the majestic view and awesomeness of the place
John is a New Zealander. He’s been in Fiji for over 21 years. They developed the very secluded Rakiraki hillside in the early 90s. People thought he was mad for doing so, what with the lack of electricity and water in the place. The place was run mainly by generators for the most part of its early years. But it took a visionary like John to take on something like this. But anyway the land lots up there are now on sale apart from the couple’s home. The place would be great for vacation homes or villas.
So if you’re interested in buying beautiful land up there, go for it. Its a great bargain right now. 🙂 Here’s a few shots i took from my phone.
“What rock have you been living under?” my sister asks, giving me a strange look. She might have a point
You see, I had just discovered Sara Bareilles’s music well accidentally while i was surfing on You Tube. I had come across Glee’s cover song on ‘Brave’ which was written and sung by Sara, an American musician, singer-songwriter and pianist.
She has an amazing voice. One thing i love about her songs is that it makes you happy. Some of the other songs are sad and makes you reflect on things.
Currently listening non stop to ‘Gonna get over you’ and ‘I choose you.’ I can’t believe i missed most of her songs. Okay “Love Song”, brought her into the number one spot on the Billboard Pop 100 chart. Didn’t know it was her. I don’t usually bother learning the artists’ names and stuff unlike my sister, who can name just about any musician and the latest songs out there (I can’t believe people have time for that)
But anyway, Sara Bareilles? You’re my favorite artist.
Keep doing what you do best. 🙂
The band Common Kings is playing on the radio singing “alcoholic”, sitting at home, staring at my laptop. Work is monotonous. Deadlines, deadlines. When do you ever give me a break. Lunch is at 3pm (if I get around to it)
It’s a beautiful day out here in the beautiful island of Fiji. Fresh breeze flowing through the house. I’m in the zone 🙂
So apparently there’s a slang coined by a radio station for when you’re broke and don’t have any money. It goes like: – “I’m so FRU, can you loan me some money?” or “Please don’t go FRU on me…”
By the way FRU stands for Fiji Rugby Union – a body that looks after Fiji Rugby, and is constantly cash strapped with its operations. Once again they’ve messed up a $3m grant from IRB to help with the development of Fiji rugby. Way to go FRU….Now we see whether Ben Ryan stays on for the long run. Such a shame…
Muslims all over the world began their fasting this month. Here in Fiji, I see my moslem friends and neighbors don long skirts and the traditional salwar kameez as they prepare for their annual fasting, to mark Ramadan.
I guess Fiji muslims have their own version of following their religion.
A muslim colleague told me an interesting feature about their religion.
Two weeks before they begin the month long fasting, the men head to the graves of their loved ones at 12 mid night to pray.
I was fascinated. In all my 25 years, growing up in a neighborhood (I’m a Fijian btw) where kids from other cultures interacted and and know something about each others culture, I realised that I didn’t know anything about the muslim faith. I was brought up a Christian, had moslem and Indian childhood friends.
I admit, I kinda knew more about the Indian customs and religious gatherings than the Moslem faith. So chatting with my moslem colleague, Natasha Begum gave me a lot of insight.
She strikes you as a very intelligent, funny a really out there kind of person. Rushing into our office one Friday morning, during their first week of fasting Natasha was donned in a skimpy jeans and top, she declared that she didn’t fast. I asked her why, she replied: “I didn’t wake up.”
“Huh?” I asked. Apparently she forgot to set an alarm for 4am in the morning, the time when believers wake up to prepare for prayers and to eat their days meal before the fasting starts.
“I’ll do it next week,” Natasha tells me without batting an eye lid. “Back then when I used to be churchified, I mean Mosquefied, I followed it dilligently,” she says with a smile.
Being Mosquefied, that is one term I’ll never forget. 🙂