Chill n relax la..

God won't give what you ask, but He will give what's the best for you...

If you think you are helpless, poor, feel useless, feel unimportant, feel hatred...then, think again...there are a lot of people who want to be in your shoes...wanna exchange their lives with you...

Why you wish to have something you are not ready for just because to be accepted or loved by other people? Do they?They just don't care...

Maybe what you like or love or fond with won't be a pleasant or be an adorable things for you, vice versa...

You are what you think...not usually what other's thinking...

They are simply just jealous with your happy, carefree lifestyle...don't bother about their word seriously. ..

Maybe God has other plan with your lives..a real good ones..

They just are not creative n not understanding enough with your feeling...just accept the fact their are dumb and know nothing of what you have been through...

They are really not strong, beautiful and wise enough compared to you..you know well how to handle your life...

If God are giving the same good opportunities and luck to all His mankind..all human will be Donald Trumph...Obama...etc...then who will be you?? Who will be the follower? Then there is no challenge in life...so boring...

Just smile and turn the other cheek, let them have it as the answer...

Relax...that's what God want you to do...chill dude...

You just haven't got only one important thing in your life...be grateful with other many, many and a lot of things God gives you-shelter...resort like apartment...kind and cute hubby who willing to support you and give you money...hehe...air...water...voluptuous body...beautiful face...a lot of delicious foods to eat...mummy n daddy...siblings...car...enjoyable career...it shoulds be MORE THAN ENOUGH MAN!!

You just cry and cry over small things that other people will feel blessed if they don't or never get it...

You are more and more lucky enough not to have a damn serious acne problem...hair problem...skin problem...stress problem...facing war or murderer, being kidnapped, raped...tortured...cancer, heart attack, diabetes and other killing diseases...bla...bla...bla...and yuo just cry for a small unimportant matter...

Happy weekend everyone :-D

4 types of different person

Tuan rumah vs orang luar

Aku dalam perjalanan pergi ke Ipoh nak menguruskan hal tanah..Kemudian singgah ke stesen petrol nak mengisi minyak kereta.

Semasa nak membayar harga petrol yang semakin meningkat ni, aku lihat trainee cashier  tu orang Melayu..Nampaklah macam orang Melayu. Lelaki itu kurus badannya, bermuka cengkung, uban kelihatan di rambutnya. Mungkin dalam anggaran umur 40an. Mukanya kelihatan keliru dan terkial-kial melakukan kerja. Biasalah nama pun sudah trainee cashier..

Rakan sekerjanya seorang Bangladesh membantu dia memasukkan data ke dalam mesin wang..Kelihatan dia kurang cekap melakukan kerja. Sekali lagi rakan Bangladeshnya menunjuk ajar sekali lagi apa yang perlu dilakukan.

Ketika itu hatiku berasa sedikit sayu pada pak cik itu.. Dalam usia yang bukan semakin muda mengagahkan juga diri melakukan pekerjaan yang halal supaya dapur berasap.

Hati kecil ku bertambah terusik lantaran aku lihat orang kita pula yang diajar bekerja dan disuruh itu ini oleh orang Bangladesh..bukankah kita tuan rumah? Tuan rumah bukankah perlu ada harga diri dan kelihatan seperti bos serta tidak perlu diarah itu ini? Siapalah yang dapat menyangkal bahawa orang yang memonopoli kerja-kerja di stesen petrol di sekitar Kuala Lumpur ialah orang pendatang..orang Bangladesh..Terasa air muka sebagai tuan rumah seperti dipijak-pijak.

Tak mustahil satu hari nanti tuan rumah jadi kuli. Manakala kuli pula jadi tuan rumah. 'Tuan rumah' yang terpaksa terhegeh-hegeh meminta sesuap nasi daripada 'kulinya'. Siapa yang rajin belajar dan bekerja menguasai ekonomi dialah tuan rumah..Bukan sekadar tuan rumah kerana status sebagai penduduk asal..

Life is like this...

I have an interview today for job position-pen.pegawai penerangan at Wesman Services in Megan Avenue, KL around 11.30 am. My dad dropped me off at KTM Serdang because I was lazy to drive to KL..It's jammed with cars of course..and it's also jammed with people in the train as well..but at least it is quite faster to go to KL by train especially during working days and if there is no train delay :-(

After I reached LRT Ampang Park I bought some milk and food for breakfast at a store, news.com..I guess...

Then I realized that the usual RM1.80-RM1.9O Ducth Lady milk has increased to RM2.10...

Even a small pack of fruit cake (70g) cost RM2.10...

Yeah...'those people' only can put some 'HOPE' the food stalls, the retailers and the mamaks and the taukeys etc to not add in more cents to the foods and drinks rather than explaining any sytemstic/brilliant/effective strategies on how to help the community like us..

Us, who need to get up very2 early in the morning..go to work using a sardine packed like trains..and handle the stress due to the increased burden of work with never increased salary...

The next word I think I don't need to explain any longer because it seems like 'those people' don't care. So don't complaint if the community..the working hard for live people like us also do the same things to them..when we get the opportunities to change it :-D

Aku malas mencipta kenangan

Dunia cepatlah pergi

Dunia tidak pernah membiarkn aku berehat,

Waima aku penat, 

Aku letih, 

Aku sesak, 

Aku pening, 

Dengan kehendak dan keperluan hidup yang tak pernah berkesudahan,

Aku letih memikirkn kenapa...

Harga itu ini yang tak pernah membawa khabar gembira,

Dari muda hingga tua,

Hutang sentiasa membelit, mencengkam, 

Bagai ikatan infiniti,

Sebagai rakyat marhaen aku penat,

Aduhai..letihnya menghadapi alam fana apatah lagi dengan pemimpin...

Yang xpernah kesiankan rakyat marhaen seperti aku, seperti kamu jua.