The Million Dollar Question

Everyone that knows me at one time or another ask the “million dollar question”. Some thinks it but is too respectful to ask.

What is the question?

........ Why did I convert?

Everyone is curious as to why did I convert. Its even more amazing that I converted when I was only 16. Keep in mind that only I did it, none of my family followsuit.

I’m tired of always explaining myself.

So, read on and you will get your answer.

I have to give credit to my girlfriend at that time, Haslinda. Yes, I was 15 and she was only 14. Don’t judge me.

If you must know, my family are Taoist. Praying to lots of “Gods” in the heavenly kingdom.

Me? I was a Satanist. Hahahaha…. Yes, a Satanist.

I actually believed that Satan is good.

I lead my life by the triple 6.

Sorry, to disappoint you, but there was no sacrifices or wild orgies.

Just me believing that Satan was misunderstood.

I cant even remember how I got that idea.

Anyways… back to my story….

I was dating Linda and 1 day we got into a religious discussion.

Since Satanism is not really considered a religion, I was comparing Taoism to Islam.

There was a lot of questions about Taoism that I couldn’t answer and she can answer all queries that I have on Islam.

To make a long story short…. I started attending Islam classes and at the age of 16, my ustaz converted me.

So… between me and God, I converted when I was 16, but I officially converted at the age of 19.

Happy Teacher's Day

It’s Teacher’s Day.

Though its been donkey ears since I left school, (St John’s Institution) I can still remember some of them like it was only yesterday.

Datin Chen (I was only 8 years old but Datin sounds so cool then), Mr Dennis, my band teacher, Mrs Kang & Mr David Fernandez, disciplinary teachers, Mr Goh, geography teacher who is always trying to find different ways to punish the class because we don’t mind the conventional methods, Ms Chia, my form teacher, (sorry I made you cry when I kick you out of our class), Mr Raymond, history teacher (thanks for the canning) and a whole load of others that I cant remember their name.

Then there is Ms Lee and Ms Abishingam…. So hot and yummy…. *drool*

Teachers that made a real difference to me because they actually cared about the class, not just as educationist but because they are human. They touched us on a personal level. Mr Willam Goldman, Mrs Frank Tan and Pn Salmah.

And of course not forgetting my Law lecturer, Mr Lawson who is always sharing his hometown stories. (If anyone skips his class, he will hunt you down to ask why. He cares!)

Happy Teacher’s Day.

To Mr Goldman, Mrs Frank Tan, Puan Salmah and Mr Lawson….

Thank you….. wherever you are.

I Cry

Why do people cry?

A wise man once said that it is because when our emotions are so strong, the body cannot contain it, therefore the body leaks in the form of tears.

Is it true?

Science will probably say differently but…. Nevertheless

We cry.

We cry when we get emotional.

I cried while talking to my babies.

I cry knowing that they are growing up day by day without me beside them.

I cry as I chat with them on YM.

I cry when I write about them.

I cry when I think about them.

I cry…. Whenever I miss them……

I cry……..

My Babies

My beautiful babies.

Growing up to be more beautiful everyday.

*Sigh*

Its not enough just to chat over YM.

Its not enough just to look at your pictures.

I need you back in my life…….. *sob*

You Win....

Fine….

I’m getting a cat (a kitten to be precise)

Someone pointed out that I have better luck with pets now compared to when I was younger.

Right. Sounds like fun.

Now to decide on the type of kitten.

I have narrowed it down to three types.



BENGAL


Fierce and intelligent.














PERSIAN

Beautiful and arrogant.




MALAYSIAN DOMESTIC

Can easily get one from PAWS for RM30.00.

Not to mention the gray stripe is kinda fierce looking.

Cant seem to find a nice picture of them though.

Will have to find the right time to get it…..

Sigh…. So many cat accessories to buy as well.

Pets

This is the cat that my friend just adopted, Tiger.

She has been pushing me to get a cat of my own.

The thing is I am living in a condo and cats are not allowed.

The only pets I have are a pair of fishes in a tank.

I also have 6 huge turtles but I have no place for them in the condo.

They are staying with my mom who has a large compound. LOL

The thing is, when I was growing up, all pets died on me.

It is only now that they stayed alive.

I had 8 turtles but 2 died.

As for the fishes, you have no idea how many has died and had to be replaced.

My pride and joy, Kaloi and Striped Keli are the only survivors.

I have abit of a phobia with pets dying.

My earliest memories of a pet were fishes. They lasted about 6 months.

Then there were a pair of turtles. Died within the year.

White mouse. Within a month.

A kitten. 2 days.

Rabbits. A year.

So…. You can see the reluctance in me to take in a cat or kitten.

Not only do I feel that my place is not big enough for a cat, but I have a fear of pets dying on me.

It might be only goldfishes, but when the whole lot died, it took all I have not to break down.

I really loved my pets.

A cat dying on me would be horrible.

I love cats.

I have always love cats.

So, when I say no to them, trust me, it is with a very heavy heart.

Things can be better

Look up to the heavens, and you will feel insignificant

Look down to the earth and you will see where your feet is at

Most everyone I know likes to say what they don’t have

Always looking at greener fields

And always complaining about things they don’t have

I have gone through good times and bad times

I used to make RM12K a month as a senior sales manager

There was a time I have only RM2 to my name

When someone asked me, why am I still using a monophonic black and white handphone

I always say I can make and receive calls and can text

I hardly buy clothes for myself as I know that whatever I have is sufficient

There are others who can’t afford decent clothes, let alone new ones

I always finish all my food on my plate

This is coz I grew up with images of Ethiopian kids dying from hunger

I used to ride with my dad on his motorcycle

Therefore I try not to get angry when seeing families of 4 riding their motorcycle

It is commendable to be ambitious

It is not a sin to strive for material things in life

It is not wrong to try and make a name for oneself

But always remember there are people worse off than us

We do not need to look at other countries to see how good we got it

Just look around…..

Whenever you complain about how difficult it is to drive an old car

Look at others who are taking the public transport

Whenever you complain about the lack respect you get at work

Look at others who is searching for one

Whenever your plumbing is not working

Look at those that needs to get some from the nearest well

Whenever your life gets you down

Be thankful for what you have

For life can be worse, a lot more worse

I know, been there, done that

I am not ashamed to be poor

But I don’t ever want to be poor again

And I know I will never be poor again because there will always be someone worse off than me