Yellow is the new White

Seems like it is unavoidable. Bersih 4 is just around the corner 29 & 30 August 2015 will mark the days in the history of Malaysia where massive gathering of Malaysian in record will come out to the street to demand for fairness in the electoral process, and above all the stepping down of our PM Najib.

Accusations and allegations of corruption - 1MDB, 2.6 bil etc.

Just a couple of days before our Merdeka Day.

Are you ready?

What's gonna come after that?

It is easier to criticize, but DIFFICULT TO IMPROVE!

This is a good one I'v read. Hopefully all u people out there dont think what i read is crap... haha

"Once upon a time there was a painter who had just completed his course. He took 3 days and painted beautiful scenery. He wanted people's opinion about his caliber and painting skills.

He put his creation at a busy street-crossing. And just down below a board which read -"I have painted this piece. Since I'm new to this profession I might have committed some mistakes in my strokes etc. Please put a cross wherever you see a mistake."

While he came back in the evening to collect his painting he was completely shattered to see that whole canvass was filled with Xs (crosses) and some people had even written their comments on the painting.

Disheartened and broken completely he ran to his master's place and burst into tears.

This young artist was breathing heavily and master heard him saying"I'm useless and if this is what I have learnt to paint I'm not worth becoming a painter. People have rejected me completely. I feel like dying"

Master smiled and suggested "My Son, I will prove that you are a great artist and have learnt flawless painting. Do as I say without questioning it. It WILL work."

Young artist reluctantly agreed and two days later early morning he presented a replica of his earlier painting to his master. Master took that gracefully and smiled.

"Come with me." master said.

They reached the same street-square early morning and displayed the same painting exactly at the same place. Now master took out another board which read -"Gentlemen, I have painted this piece. Since I'm new to this profession I might have committed some mistakes in my strokes etc. I have put a box with colors and brushes just below. Please do a favor. If you see a mistake, kindly pick up the brush and correct it."

Master and disciple walked back home.

They both visited the place same evening. Young painter was surprised to see that actually there was not a single correction done so far. Next day again they visited and found painting remained untouched. They say the painting was kept there for a month for no correction came in!

Moral of the story:

It is easier to criticize, but DIFFICULT TO IMPROVE!

So don't get carried away or judge yourself by someone else’s criticism and feel depressed...

JUDGE YOURSELF! YOU ARE YOUR BEST JUDGE!!!"

A Dilemma

 

I trust that up till today, this moment, this minute, every one of us would have been put or faced with situation where you do not wish or do not want to be in that position or even to be the person with that kind of authority, to decide and make a call and put in action certain thing that happened around you.

And I think most of you reading here will unconsciously nodding your heads hehehe 

But this is a real story which I have heard and I was dumbfounded when this friend of mine was willing to share this little secret of his life.

Ok, this is how it goes.

Imagine that you are at the stage of your career in an educational institution where you’ve been well recognised by the senior management of your company.  But one fine day, one of your senior directors came to tell you that:

SD: Hey, we hv got a situation here.

You: Umm-Hmmm. What is it?

SD: You see. One of our students, NAME, who is the son of the President of XXX (country).  But yesterday, he had invited one of his friends, a lady, for a drink in a pub.  And after the drink, they went up to the roof of the pub for a chat.

I think the boy was a bit of drunk, and started molesting the girl, and then sexually assaulted her.  Now the girl is in my office, crying and traumatised by the incident.

You: (Obviously shocked by the incident) What!? We gotto lodge a police report!

SD: No. You see. The boy is the son of the President of XXX (country). And we have a very good relationship with the country and also every year, they send lots of students here.  I want you to take charge of this case and “settle” this case.

 

This is the situation. What are you gonna do? There are 2 ways to handle this situation.

1) Take the girl to the nearest police station, and make a report against this boy.  And face the consequence of being sidelined by your senior management, and certainly there goes the prospect of your career.

2) Go into your SD’s office. Sit the girl down and convince her that she consented to what that had happened on the roof. And tell her that there is no chance of her winning the case since there is consent to that incident. And you will be highly regarded by the senior management of your company, and very quickly you’ll get promoted to a senior position with a fat pay cheque.

How would you handle this?

 

Damn… I’m getting old, man. Need people to help me decide on trivial matter like this. hahahahaha 

Sleepless Nite In Wangsa Baiduri

This has don't know been how many sleepless nites for me now... It has been almost everyday that I'll wake up around 2am in the morning, n can't find my way back to the dream world again.

There r so many things that r going thru my mind. Life, work, friends, etc, etc... but in the end, there's nothing conclusive. Didn't achieve much by thinking so much while I'm trying 2 get my arse back 2 the dreamland.

Actually, wanted to write more often. but there r times (in fact, most of d time) i'll find myself sitting in front of a blank blog post, thinking, wondering what to write. How to write. It just feels like i've lost myself in a certain way that I can't write anymore. I hv been trying to put down into pen about my daily life, experience, joy, hate, play, etc. But it happens that the time is totally not right when I have an inspiration to pen down something, and when I'd found time to blog about it, it'll b too late. *sigh (shake head)

Not Again...

Came back from work n was told that there's another house in PWB4 got broken in. This is just a week from the house in PWB9 that got broken into last week. *sigh

What r all those stupid guards doing there? Shaking balls!!?? Even in this guarded community, those robbers can manage to break into people's houses in broad daylight. And we are having such "hi" security that almost everyone that comes in can just wave their hands and those "hi" security guards will let u pass thru... (see what happens when those sh*t-asses r doing sh*t-ass jobs)

Now they even dare to send out fliers to tell us about them upgrading their security services, and also telling us, the residents, that they are taking action to prevent this issue. I think, with such "hi" security here, this thing is not gonna end...

Many Days...

Many days have passed
that I am in the dull...
looking out the window where
the sky is darkened by the storm clouds...
Hoping for ray of sunshine
for which the tree of growth
and the lawn of discovery
to give a promise of salvation.



For we are saved by hope: but hope that is seen is not hope: for what a man seeth, why doth he yet hope for? But if we hope for that we see not, then do we with patience wait for it.
(Romans 8:24,25)

Things Are Tough Around Here

It has not been a very smooth and easy month for me here... With loads n loads n loads of things piling up just waiting to spill out and go out of control.

Has been a very demoralizing month and is very demotivating for me & my colleague, trying our best to handle but yet there r so many things which r out of our control, but yet we r responsible for them.

Really need some motivation... need to find something 2 cheer myself up all d time... if not, surely i'll b going 2 the "rambutan hospital" very soon hahahaha

Air-Con That Is Not Cold

hv u ever slept in an air-conditioned room where the air is not even cold? *sigh... i can now foresee that im gonna hv 2 spend more $$$ 2 get a new air-con 4 my room. It is giving me headaches again. The service guy just came 2 fix it a few months ago n now the problem comes back again.

somemore, i just spent a couple of hundred 2 fix my car after d accident. Luckily my friend charged me very cheap 4 d work done n not charging me any for their workmenship.

all about money. MONEY is d only thing now that is d 'king of our life'. Without d 'king' we r doomed.

Sleepless Nite In Wangsa Baiduri

It is yet another sleepless nite for me. But 2day, it has nothing 2 do with anything. Yeah...i know, there is still work pressure, life problem, but 2day i just can't get myself to sleep. Ok ok... in fact, i slept for a while n then is wide awake. Keep rolling n tossing on d bed n hoping that i'll fall asleep soon enough but *sigh... there i am sitting in front of my pc writing

Talking about work pressure, it has been a hectic month for me in July'09. There were so many things to do. Project manuals, testings, bla bla bla... n now that a new GM came in to replace the old one, so i supposed that he'll make some changes in out department. Had a short conversation with him today n he said he will keep the department 'as it is' n has no plan to make any changes...

Anyway, to me, changes is good. We need new ideas, new people, so that our place will see an improvement. With the 'old style' being practiced for so long, i think it's about time. Otherwise, those 'old' staff who claimed that they have been working here for many many donkey years will think that what they r doing now is correct n will not change for any Tom, Dick or Harry.. hahhaha

I think i gotto go catch some sleepy eyes... if not, i'll have big problem staying awake later.. hehe

Sleepless Nite In Wangsa Baiduri

Ethan woke up in the middle of d nite crying on Xmas day. Both mommy n i jolted up trying 2 calm him down but his crying still goes on. We thought he might b having stomachache, so applied some ointment onto his tummy. But he is still crying.

Then mommy said, "may b he's hungry, cos his last ate at 10pm" so i went 2 prepare a bottle of milk. Fortunately, he slept after he finished d bottle of milk.

The next morning we asked grandma why Ethan woke up n cry non-stop? N d reply we got is may b he had 2 much of fun b4 he went 2 sleep n that's why he'll wake up in d middle of d nite n cry. N according 2 MIL tis is according 2 'old people' saying.

sigh... next time we really gotto make sure Ethan dun get himself 2 excited b4 he goes 2 sleep. I think MIL is rite, cos we had a bbq party on Xmas eve n some relative came over n Ethan was having fun playing wit their children...

A Sudden Phone Call From Dad

Tis week has been a very hectic week for me n my colleague, as we were in charged of giving training to customers. And things were made worse when our company server went down several times.

Then a couple of days ago, my phone suddenly rang. And I answered. It was from my dad.

Me: Hi, father.
Dad: You free to talk?
Me: Ya, just for a while. Anything urgent?
Dad: Oh... nothing much actually. But can u come here on Friday evening after ur work? ("here" is referring to my dad's house, as I am staying away from my parents)
Me: Why? What's wrong?
Dad: Nothing. Don't worry. It's not convenient to talk over the phone. Come back n I'll tell u.

So for d past couple of days, I have been wondering what could have happened that dad wants me to go back specifically on Friday? And so, i went back to my dad's house after work today, to find out what has happened that he called me back so urgently.

"Son, I need ur help," dad said. "I hv been facing some major financial problem now n I don't know what to do." And he carry on to explain to me about the detail.

After I heard him, my feel so sad. My dad has all this while been a very strong man and being a typical Chinese, it's extremely hard for him to open his mouth to ask for help from his son. All this while, he has been earning more money than me (how? I am not very sure), and I have been seeking his assistance, financially, to help me. But now. This respectable strong man of mine has broken down. The pain in my heart is hard to explain.

"I'll help you," is the only thing I said, even though I know very well that, at this moment, it's hard for me to give any help. But he is my father! No matter how tough it is, "I Will Help!" This is what I tell myself. But how? I really don't know how...

I hope God will hear my prayers. Yes, I have sinned. I have done bad things. I have utter bad words. I have bad thoughts. But I hope God will hear my prayers, and help my dad. He is a good man.

Safe Haven No More

U hv been staying in dat place, dat area for so long n never once there hv been any crime that happened. So as ur neighbors, who live there for many many years, say.

Going home is like going back to a safe haven where u can get a piece of mind, n relax after a hectic day of work or exercise. Dis area were so safe'd' (notice dat i past-tensed dis word) that u literally know each n every one of ur neighbor. No outsider is able 2 come in, safe for some special reasons.

But now. It is a safe haven no more!

My lovely n quiet abode has been 'violated'. It was broken in. Though not much that the burglar managed to take from my house, but he/they had made a mess out of it. N best of all, dis incident has left a very bad psychological effect on us, me n my wife.

We will always be worried about our house everywhere we go. Though consciously we tell ourselves that it's safe now, don't worry too much. But deep inside, we are still worried! Thinking that we should go back n check on our house.

My safe haven is not 'safe' no more!

In ur 'safe haven', u slept soundly everynite knowing that nothing 'bad' will happen around here. Not even petty theft. Nobody steals shoes. Never a bicycle lost. Never happened!

BUT now it happened. Not petty theft! It the BIG THING! It was a burglary. In a day, it happened to 2 houses, n one of which is mine!

Can i sleep well at nite? What will b going on in my mind every hour of the day? Every minute? Every second?

My safe haven is not 'safe' no more!

When Ethan Didn't Wanna Sleep!

When Ethan didnt wanna sleep,
Daddy n mommy will b 'black-eye-sheep'!

Sleepless Nites At Wangsa Baiduri (Part3)

Ethan: (crying) waaa... waaaa... waaa....
Daddy: What's wrong, Ethan? (hmmm... like he knows how to answer u lor hor)

Ethan continued to cry where tis blur blur daddy trying to find out what's wrong with his son

Mommy: He's been like tis since d afternoon. I think he has tummy pain lor
Daddy: Hmmm... let's see (while opening up Ethan's shirt to check on his tummy) Let's apply some ointment n see if it helps.

Then daddy n mommy took turns to cuddle n rock Ethan to sleep

Sleepless Nites At Wangsa Baiduri

I am actually drafting tis in my mind just now (err... in fact, this morning @ 2am) when Ethan didn't want to sleep. Eyes wide open, demand to be fed, crying, etc...

What was life before this?
Before this, life was all about myself. "Am I hungry?". "What am I gonna do?". "What I wanna eat?". "Where I wanna go?". All the Where, What, When, Why, Who and How, happened (mind u, i past-tensed this word) around "I"

What is life now?
Now, everything U do. Everything U buy. Everywhere U go. Every hour passes. Every shop U visit. All the Where, What, When, Why, Who and How, NOW is Ethan's.

What is life after this? After many years working hard to raise ur precious baby.?
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U get OLD lor... What else...

Mann... I need to go get myself a 'life' hahahahaha

Sleepless Nites In Wangsa Baiduri

Since the day Ethan was born last week, many of my friends have asked me "hey brader, how's it feel 2 become a daddy?" The only answer that i gave so far is "It's good. But... not enough sleep lor."
Ethan has been wide awake especially in the middle of the nite, between 12am - 2am. U say lar... where got enough sleep when Ethan is still wide awake every midnite... He will normally cry to get our attention so that mommy will come n cuddle him, then he's quiet

Many of them say that Ethan will need some time to adapt to the day vs. nite thingy. One of the aunties even say that he'll need about 1 - 2 months to be accustomed to the day vs. nite thingy wor... cry, cry....