Sometimes you don’t need to conjure a national policy to talk about uniting our diverse society. Sometimes, things should happen at its own course, with more honesty, willingness and understanding. Sometimes, above all those nice big words that I mentioned, what we ordinary people have to do is merely to look around us and try [...]
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Of BPR, That Cab Driver and Shima of His Life…
Posted in life is like that on August 19, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Once Beaten, How many more coming?
Posted in life is like that on July 6, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I learned an important lesson about relationship over the weekend. That sometimes, once beaten doesn’t mean you are free from the second beating. Sometimes, you need to get knocked twice or ran over a few times before you actually understand how dangerous it is to make a dash across the road while the light is [...]
Hey, I’m 30! :)
Posted in life is like that on March 6, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
El Che survived another 9 brilliant years of revolutionary struggle after he was 30, before he was shot 9 times and died a heroic death. Lennon topped him by one year, made it in time to came up with songs like “Imagine” and “Give Peace A Chance” before he met his end, gave the phrase [...]
Of Reconciliation. :)
Posted in life is like that on February 27, 2009 | 3 Comments »
I finally reconciled with the man that I thought I would hate my whole life. What was his mistake again? For not knowing a good thing when he has it. But who am I to dictate when or how a person sees the light or get a grip of his life? I am no one, [...]
People Celebrate Their Love For Each Other on February 14; I was enjoying The Massacre of Torch Songs plak! :)
Posted in life is like that on February 14, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Today, a Saint died and millions of couples around the world celebrate the tragic death by exchanging words of love and bouquet of roses. After five years of perhaps trying diligently to understand the point of singling out ONE day out of the 365 days as the day to love and be loved, I am finally [...]
Announcement!
Posted in life is like that on January 30, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Someone made me realized that some of my writings had made some of the people mentioned here sad or embarassed. I am truly deeply sorry for causing that. To the person affected, I have no intention of embarassing you but perhaps I have not thought of your side’s response or feelings before.
But I need to write [...]
An Evening of Bitterness with a Friend plus how bizarre friendship can be.
Posted in life is like that on January 27, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Friendship can be bizarre sometimes. It is this personal level Social Contract, a non-biological bond that you have with another person you met at venues such as office, kindergarten, campus or that regular commuter ride which in the end tie you for life. Isn’t it more bizarre that our tolerance and coping level with our friends are [...]
Undefined relationship exposed! The Writer said it all: Mamak stall conversation on the topic of friendship and soulmates.:)
Posted in life is like that on January 16, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Today was deja vu day for your moron-ness. After a few weeks of happily moving on, today, which is a Friday, my favourite day of the week for being the gateway to Saturday and Sunday, became my crappiest day in my life. In the morning, while eating roti canai at the Hottest Mamak Shop On [...]
Of Masks and Lepat Pisangs: I am getting my passport stamped at Recovery Land. :)
Posted in life is like that on January 13, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Have you ever wear masks in your life? Never? Spare me the bull. I bet you had and will when the time and situation requires you so. Yesterday, I realized I lost some of my masks. One when I finally talked to my mother in law and the other one, to “The Person Whom Should [...]
I think I am halfway there in Recovery Land because I am listening to Fleetfoxes Again.
Posted in life is like that on January 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“Hey sorry I have to take you to this place at 2 am in the morning,” She said promptly after she stopped the car. Right before us, were the scenery of Kuala Lumpur at night, with colourful neon and a few house lights beeping here and there at this wee hour of the day. We were [...]
