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Where you eat less than required,
Where you seem not to put on any weight even if you are constantly eating,
In which both situations you are commented upon and made to gorge on more.

Where clothes get washed without you bothering them,
Where unacceptable clothing is acceptable,
Where buying new clothes is primarily a matter of preference than finances,
In which clothes is not even a topic except when getting more of them.

Where chores get done no matter how much you grumble,
Where chores are less even if you grumble,
Where you can escape chores by pointing out a sibling doing less when it is actually the opposite,
Where you can feign breathlessness or allergy and escape,
In which if there are any real chores in the first place.

Where as much as you hate the excitement,
You would not have it otherwise,
Where as much as drama you create,
You know it is an unwritten responsibility of yours,
Where as much as you compare it with any other place,
You know you rather be at no other place.



Wishing everyone a very happy Diwali and even more happier ones to come!

Making a Point

Straight to business; there is a community message I would like to spread.

You can start by reading this first:
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=%2F2010%2F10%2F29%2Ffocus%2F7323462&sec=focus

The Pusat Pemulihan Dalam Komuniti work to empower children with special needs. The centre in Merbok is organizing a Jumble Sale at the end of this year to raise much needed funds to run the place and organize activities.

They are looking for any form of contribution that fits into the bill of a Jumble Sale. If you have any used items, please contact Pusat Pemulihan Dalam Komuniti, D/A Dewan Orang Ramai Pekan Merbok, 08400 Merbok, Kedah or

Mr. Husni Zain, Chairman at 019 559 7951;
Madam Norliza, Supervisor at 019 420 8414;
Madam Rodziah at 012 549 6528;
Ms. Nurul Hasni at 017 432 7244;
Madam Sharipah at 017 414 5326

Thanks!

Needed vs. Wanted

To trust is a most foolish thing and
to hope on people requires many more leaps of faith.

There is a very distinct line of difference between people needing you and wanting you.
Hoping tries to smudge this line but who are we kidding?
When the need vanishes, the needed also becomes invisible,
with the feelings forgotten and relationship turning rancid.

The only person wanted these days lives in the list in the police station. To discuss this is basically irrelevant.

I am lousy at long jumps let alone to take any leap;
across the drain or hopes likewise.

Allergies

Mast cells can be directed towards anything: dust, pollen and even people.
Unfortunately they can't react towards the last: people whom your subconscious and conscious have meticulously dissected and deemed molecularly unacceptable to your very being.

We really can't deal with those whom we can't seem to set our eyes upon let alone waste any other sensory modality. The point is being that their existence has became your bane. It is really not your fault if they turn out to have manners of a five-year old, behaviours rivaling the Teletubbies, neonatal nuances and mindsets of the sixties.

Arcane irritants.
Choking characters.
Toxic personalities.

However life is not that kind to spare you from the balance. We resort to dealing with people we rather not deal with due to so many reasons.

The only way to keep your peace of mind then is to be as clinical as possible in those dealings. By that I mean: keeping things black and white and not involving any gray as the last spells trouble. Two plus two equals four and no lingering around for any small talk.

Sensory isolation helps me keep my sanity and my peace of mind.
A big word it has become these days.

Of innocence and irritability

I may not be patient but I am at least reasonable and if you are peckish, I am fair.

I sometimes think people go all out to annoy the little patience out of anyone.
Instructions when told clearly should be followed. That is why they are given in the first place.

"Bus stop" does not mean "maktab." Any hearing impairment also would not translate to that either. So I was clearly thrilled when the cabbie decided to drop me there.
The worst is the audacity to correct me.

I did not respond much for I have long given up responding to brainless people.
There was just two things I could infer out of the situation: either he was going a for longer ride to get more out of my wallet or he was plainly ignorant. I am thinking the latter.

Either way, I was being patient.
May be they can learn conversational English, no?

And I think I will be reporting to the authorities about cabbies not using meters in SP.

The Art of Behaving

Just because you can do something, whether you ought to do it is the ultimate question.
Ought to is simply not disturbing anyone anyway.
Let it be wearing more skin than clothes to embarrassing PDA.
And if you disturb someone, any person with a cerebrum would respond.
If the response disturbs you, you have just got a taste of your own medicine.
You asked for it and please don't insult the intelligence of the people you have just disturbed.

This is the simple logical chain of events.
Unfortunately since stupidity is the most contagious thing on the planet, hardly anyone would understand this and behave.

Common sense is so uncommon these days. PERIOD.

Abandonment Issues

Just like how I abandoned the blog, I got a taste of my own medicine.
And I have realized it boils down to the choices one makes.

I choose not forgive.
I choose never to be foolhardy.
I choose not to look back.

I choose to move forward.