If I am in your MSN contacts, you would see my nick as"Women: Bitches Men:Bastards" Why such a nick? I dunno, I see the world as such nowadays.
Women, they tend to bitch about each other no matter how close they are with each other. Natural women characteristics I guess. It's just a matter of how bitchy they are. It can be harmless but it can also lead to a lot of misunderstandings. Some even to the extent it will sow discord and friendships to be lost.I admit I do bitch a little. But I would say I bitch most to my best fren. Even then, I have been rather low profile nowadays. Like I said in my earlier entries, I'd rather be quiet and keep my mouth shut so no stories will come out. Whether it's about giving people a reason to bitch about me or myself to open my mouth and accidentally bitch about others. Not that I purposely bitch about others but a casual remarks could go a longggg way. People look at things from different perspectives and read things in different ways. It's just natural I guess that misunderstanding would occur. Hey, you can't please everyone no matter how much you try.
So why bother? I never really do. At times, yes I do get bothered but after a while, I clear my head and see it as just a lesson in life. I should learn from what happened and move on. I realise that I have to led my own life by my own decisions and instincts. No matter how much advise I get, it is still up to me to lead my life the way I want to. Friends come and go. I am glad I do have true friends like Ida, marcie and Miss Cutie who have been my friends for 15years. They have stood by me no matter how kepala angin I get or how celupar my mouth is. I guess they just understand that it is the way I am. I only hope I have been a good a friend to them as they have been to me.
As for "Men:Bastards" hmmm I guess they are just naturally bastards. Hehehe ..on a serious note, I have seen too many hearts broken, too many marriages dissolved. Why? Cos the men think with their dicks and not with their brain whereas we women mostly think with our hearts.I am not saying the women dun have a part to play. It always takes two to tango. Men fail to realize the repercussion of their short term folly. In the end, they will lose all that is precious to them. Is it worth that joyride I ask? Is the joyride worth all the tears your wives shed for you? What is the value of your wives' sweat and toil in working so hard to build up a good home and a happy family for you? My heart breaks when I see such things happening around me. Even more so when they have such young kids.
Again, this is part and parcel of life. We sometimes try too hard to be happy. We strive too hard to achieve the things beyond our reach. We forget about the simple pleasures we have in our grasps. The pleasures so easily achievable just by paying a little more attention to our loved ones. I want to write more but the words won't come to me. I am so overwhelmed with emotions rite now as I think back on my life and what my late Abah had taught me with his way of life. He taught me on the simple pleasure of life by always laughing with your children. He taught me to enjoy life while you can. There's no need for expensive overseas trips or gifts. He never gave me those. In fact, he gave me a lot more. He gave me lessons in life that made me strong enough to face all that have happened in my life. He taught me to realize who I am. To realize what I can achieve. He taught me never to give up no matter how hard it is. Most importantly, he taught me to love no matter what comes.
Till now I still remember the frequent trips we made as a family to Malaysia, to visit our many relations in different parts of Malaysia. Our long cramped journey in his trusted Mazda Bongo. All 11 of us cramped in that lil van for 8 hours stretches. How we enjoyed each others company. Our stay in the remote villages, swims in the rivers and dips in the natural waterfalls. I especially remember the taxi rides that I take frequently with him as he gave me a ride to work. The long chats we had during those rides and all our friendly debates. I will never forget Abah all that you have taught me. All that you have showed me.The love you showed for the family. And most of all your devotion and commitment to the family.
I miss you Abah each and every minute.
Wistful for Love
6:00 PM
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