Lact Of Update

I'm so sorry folks... I can't seem to bring myself to pen down my thoughts. Blame it on my laziness.
What have I been doing lately ? Office works + Meetings + Travelling + Conference. That sums it up.

Daniel and His Love For Glasses

That's my little boy alright...

Prayer for Tracy Wong

The sister of my colleague was diagnosed with cancer (stage 2 going into stage 3) recently and is now undergoing treatment at Sime Darby Medical Centre.

I am not someone who knows how to speak eloquently or provide comforting words especially in times of need. All I can do is offer up prayers for Tracy - that she will be given the strength, courage and faith to undergo all these trials. For when the Lord closes a door, somehow He opens a window. Trials are placed unto our shoulder to make us stronger and more faithful in Him - I truly believe that.

I pray that she will recover soon, and the Lord will be merciful on her, sparing her with much pain. God bless you and keep you safe always, Tracy. Amen.

Happy Malaysia Day ...

For the first time since Independence Day, Malaysia will be celebrating another holiday - which is almost as important as the Independence Day. That is Malaysia Day, which falls on the 16th September every year. For readers who are non-malaysian, you may be wondering - "What is the difference between the two ?"

Well, to simplify things, Independence Day which is celebrated on 31st August every year is about how MALAYA obtained independence from United Kingdom. Yup, you read it right. Its MALAYA and not Malaysia. MALAYA at that time refers to the Penisular Malaysia and Singapore.

16th September 1963 is the date when Sabah and Sarawak decided to join Malaya and formed a new country called MALAYSIA. There you go, a little bit of history today. Don't ask me why Singapore decide not to join Malaysia and became an independent country by their own. They must have their own reasons... Maybe the forefathers of Singapore were ahli nujum - being able to predict the future perhaps?

So, happy birthday MALAYSIA ! Wish all of us continue to live in a peaceful and harmony country.

New Sultan For Kelantan

The Crown Regent of Kelantan succeed his father to become the new Sultan of Kelantan after his father suffered a stroke since May 2009.

Though the father is still alive, but he was unable to perform his duties. I guessed it is only right that there should be a new successor.

Hope that all Kelantanese will prosper under the new Sultan.

Back From Turin

On a happier note, syg just came back from Turin (Torinho), Italy for a 2 weeks course. So happy to have him safe and sound back home. Hehehehe...

Most of all, so happy to have him come back and cook for me. For the past two weeks that he wasn't around, I did not even lift a finger to cook. Nope, nothing at all. Not even for Daniel. Why ? Because the comfort of having my mum staying down the next road. Hehehe...

All I think during the past two weeks was to make sure my house is clean, my clothes are washed, dried and ironed and taking care of Daniel. Cooking ? Mummy is around, so just drove over to eat. Cheaper ma...

Yesterday, I had a very nice meal at home - syg cooked crabs. My bro-in-laws gave us lots of crabs (but very small one), and it took us more than 1 hour to finish our meal. What to do, we had more than 5 crabs per person. Hehehehehe.....

Thank you God... Muuaaahhh syg... What's for dinner tonight ?

Selamat Hari Raya

Though a bit belated, nevertheless, I would like to wish all my Muslim friends and readers Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri or Happy Eidul-Fitr.

Killed, Burned and Ashes Thrown

I thought this would only happen in movies. Boy, how wrong I was.

Datuk Sosilawati Lawiya, together with three others, were killed, burned and her ashes thrown into river. How can people be so inhuman ? What the Bible said is true - 'No man shall have two masters'.

Looked at what money can make one person do. Since her dissapearance was higlighted in the newspaper, I don't doubt that I did harbored a small hope that she and the rest will be save and they will return home to their families. I guess the 'happy ending thinking' in me like to believe this way.

I can't believe man can be this cruel, but reality, again, has pointed me wrong. Is this the sign of 'The End of the World' ?

Norman & Memey

Today, in Harian Metro, published the news of engagement between Norman and Memey. While I felt that I should congratulate them, be happy for them, I couldnt find it in my heart at all to even wish them all the best. Why ? Because I felt that it is because of this woman that the happy family between Norman and Abby and their three children was torn apart. I hate the fact that he did not try to salvage his marriage hard enough. Perhaps new blood is better.

I still remembered in the tabloid when the husband was caught for close proximity with Memey, their third child was just barely 2 months old, and the wife had just finished her 'pantang'. How her dreams were shattered on the very day her husband chosed to side with Memey, defending this woman being naive, and accusing his own wife for not being considerate at all.

I guessed I felt very strongly of inteference from 3rd party. Suffice to say that I hate 3rd party who wrecked another couple's marriage.

The reality of this world. What a sad reality it is.

Crowded

Yup. That is one word that describes my head now. Crowded.

There are lots of things that I wanna blog about, to share it out, but didn't have the mood to write. There are too many news that had kept my interest, plus the latest development of Daniel - all of theses are enough for me to write for hours long, but I choose not to. Basically, the mood of sharing my thoughts is just not there.

Finally, today, I am able to pen my thoughts.

" I'll Carry You Out Every Morning Till Death Do Us Part "

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, "I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart."

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage! Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.

So then, they are no longer two but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let not man separate. Matthew 19:6.

My Shoes

Thank God for my shoes - it fits.

I woke up one day and  I realized that there were many things about my life I was not satisfied with or better still, there were chalenges that were threatening my soul.

And I said to myself, 'Why should anyone envy me and want to be in my shoes?' They don't know how far I've come, they don't know what lies ahead of me, and neither do they know how dissatisfied I get with myself from time to time.

People don't know the troubles that you've had or the price you had to pay to get to where you are. All they want to know is that they wish they were like you.

Why should you wish you were in anybody's shoes when you hardly know how they fit?

When you've worn your shoes for a while, they take the shape of your feet and align to the way you walk. If you were to wear my shoes, you will not be comfortable in them.

So, I stopped wishing that I am in someone else's shoes because it might not fit; rather, I thank God for my shoes, because they fit!

I have learnt to be the best in what I do, and I know no-one can replace me anywhere and in any sphere.

I am an original, my God is not in the cloning business. He makes originals!

Make the best of that you do for you have this beautiful like to live ONLY ONCE.

Live it to the fullest !

Langkawi - Here I Come

Yippie ! Will be leaving for Langkawi on the 28th August, together with Dad, Mum and Lai Yenn. Unfortunately syg couldnt follow as he had to travel to Turin, Italy at the very last minute.
Syg oh ticket burned. But luckily the ticket is through enrich points redemption.

Can't wait to bring Daniel jalan-jalan. Hehehehe....

Headmistress A Racist

I am commenting on the recent news in The Star about a headmistress in SMK in Kulai Jaya uttered racist remarks.

I mean, I can't believe it. Here I thought the education system of Malaysia was suppose to instill the spirit of 1Malaysia. We are very fortunate of having a peaceful country - a country where different race and religion stay together peacefully.

I wonder why this headmistress utter such a remarks? I hope she will be sack for causing disharmony and disunity, especially in among the young generation, whom we rely to bring the country to the next step.

HCD Approval Status - Update 2

I guess it is final.

I am not going to Czech Republic. I will only be going to Annapolis, US. Why ?
My boss said no, and that's final.
My feeling ? "Saya yang menurut perintah" is all I can say and feel.

Maybe it's a blessing in disguise. That means, all of us can attend my cousin's wedding in September.
Well, I can only hope, but the ultimate decision lies on my boss, and he has made his stand.