The Missing Toothbrush

My Brother : Remeniscing The Olden Days

A post to remind us that even the trivial thing on earth could lead to some serious shit. All we need is to sit and talk that shit out instead of prolonging and worsen it. We need the balls to apologize and the willingness to forgive. And trust me, when you forgive, it doesn't mean you forget there and then. Though eventually, you will. 

Tuesday : My brother and I bickered over a missing toothbrush. Dumb shit, I know. So, we exchanged some sarcastic remarks and profanities.

Wednesday : My brother apologized for pulling a fit over a missing toothbrush. I apologised as well. Settled! 

This is not the first time we've bickered. Everytime my brother and I bicker over something, he has always been the first person to apologize. Of course, if at all I'm at fault, I'd definitely apologize. After all, sibling riot is perfectly normal. 

If only people were more willing to apologize and be forgiving, any issue at all could have been settled with just a discussion over tea. 

People these days are so egoistic that they don't appreciate family values anymore. The elders especially, though they were the ones who instilled those values in us. They taught us to apologize and be forgiving. Now, pride is all that matters. No apologies and no forgiveness. What the fuck happened to 'practice what you preach'? Hipocrisy at its peak! 

People should take a chill pill and talk shit out. What do you get by prolonging your issues anyway? After all, we are not going to live forever! How is it even possible to live with grudge and not respect one another as human beings? Doesn't that make you a mean, bitter person? Even if you do all that charity in the world, it will never set you free! 

The Answer To Your Questions

No! This would not turn you into a dumb blonde!! 

A few days ago, my friends and I were talking about the bliss of consuming alcohol. NO! I don't condone on alcoholic behaviour. I'm just saying occasional consumption of alcohol is blissful, especially when you are with the right company.

I had my first sip of beer at the age of 18. A Tiger. I loved it, despite the bitter taste. Eventually in years, I tried some cocktails, vodka, whisky and all sorts. I love booze! I consume them but I keep to my limits. Yes, I do. No doubt about it. All it takes is a strong will to say NO when you know you had enough. And YES, you can always choose not to drink if you don't want to drink. And it is totally unnecessary to get drunk each and every time you drink. The choice is all YOURS.

I love the feeling of being tipsy. The tingles in your head is actually funny if you really focus on it. It is amusing when you notice your friends are being the opposite of what they usually are. Some turn to be really happy, some too emotional or some even fix silencer for themselves and become extremely quiet. Some will consume alcohol like it is water and have very little effect on them.

Coming back to the conversation I had with my friends. In the mid of the conversation, my friend asked, 'have you ever been taken advantage of when you were drunk?' And I answered in full confidence, 'No, probably they wouldn't dare,' putting into thought that my drinking buddies are my bodyguards. Now, thinking about it, I can assure it was not because of my buddies. The simple reason was ME. I'm civilised enough to behave myself. Just because you are drunk, doesn't mean you're an easy access. No one would take advantage of you if you behave and not give the wrong impression. It is totally unnecessary to be slutty or drunk dial or act like a real dumb blonde. That's just plain cheap and desperate.

Someone once told me that a temple is the place to find a potential one to get married to compared to a bar/club. Like are you fucking kidding me??? What is this? Fucking 1950s?? To all you buggers out there, just because a woman drinks, that does not mean she is immoral in any way. How shallow can you be to judge a woman as such?? And to those of you thinking of finding potentials in a temple is the way to go, suit yourself. I have nothing more to say but 'Grow The Fuck Up'!!

A couple of drinks with a good company is just awesome instead of putting your head into the damned phone, checking on FB or Instagram every 5 seconds. Get a fucking life! I believe drinking is not wrong as long as you don't make it a habit.

*cheerz*

Battlefield

It has come to this
A battlefield
Scarring,
Killing us

As much as
We protect,
We hurt
We kill

The fear
Jabs like a dagger
Tormenting daily

Each query
Feeds pain
Every answer
Inadequate
Unsatisfactory

Cold war
A silent battle
Every day

Will we somehow
Survive This
or
Will we
Be parted...

*Sayangku, this post is for the both of us. Nothing kills me more than the thought of being parted from you. I know time is really trying on us now. It's challenging. But let's just hold on to each other. Hold on to our beliefs, our principles, for that has formed us to be whom we are today*

♡♡♡

How Could You?

As much as I'm raged to the bone, I can't help but to reminisce all the great years with you.

You,
Sent me to school
Sat me on the kitchen counter while you cooked all the tasty, awesome food
Hand-sewed my clothes for Deepavali
Made me absolutely proud
For my friends wished you were theirs

And then...

You,
Left without a word of goodbye
Left without a second thought
Left during one of the happiest moment of YOUR life
Left at the most crucial moment of HER life
Left us all lost and clueless
Left, separating everyone
Left, making life look like a goddamned Tamil movie...

How Could You???!!!

I still love you so...
♡♡♡

Time Just Went

I have just finished reading 'When I Was A Kid' by Cheeming Boey. It is some sort of a comical stuff but based on the childhood of the writer himself. Funny and of course, it brought back so many fond memories from the past. And I would say that reading the book, I'm sure that he wasn't the only one to feel the things he wrote in.

So, I figured out my own 'when I was a kid' series and the changes it has come to. Thank you Cheeming Boey, for inspiring this blog post. =)

When I was a kid...

1. I dreaded Saturdays because mum would make my brother and I sprout the bean sprouts (tauge in Malay). I have always wondered why she has to buy so much of it when there were only four of us in the family. Then I read an article saying bean sprouts leads to long life and thought my weekend is so screwed 'coz it would only mean one thing: MORE BEAN SPROUTS! =/
2. My after schools were spent with my late granddad. Daily, he would bring my brother and I to Ah Choo Aunty's shop and treat us to Mamee, umbrella shaped chocolates and coconut ice cream. The ice cream wrapper had a white woman with really, really thick lips, drinking from a coconut. Weird!
3. My late granddad used to tell that the chickens were going to lay eggs on my head just because my hair was a mess. Come on, curly hair is a pain to maintain, okay. Especially when you are only 5 or 6 years old, and you just couldn't give two fucks about how you look. Lol! 
4. I loved to groom my granddad. Well, picture this: My granddad was bald with very little hair on the sides of his head. And I would comb and comb his hair and tie his bandana to prepare him for his gardening job. And that Man sat still and let me do it even if that meant he was about to lose the remaining hair he had. Yeah, HE IS THE MAN!! 
5. Thylage came to stay with us and so I had a partner in crime. I shall leave it at that. Muahahaha!! 
6. My parents were very strict. Their weapon: The Stare. And when you get stared at, it only meant ONE THING: YOU ARE SO SCREWED! 
7. My mum made a time table for my brother and I, and it was stricly to be followed. Most of it consist of the word 'ulangkaji' all the way till bedtime. Who uses that word now?? Lol 
8. My brother and I used to seek permission for every single shit. May I use the phone? Can I do this or can I do that and even to use the washroom. I know, it sounds like a military camp. But now, we just inform my parents of what we do. That's a huge difference. A reality check for my parents that we are grown ups. Lol! 
9. My house was nearby the beach. Yeah, awesome indeed! We'd go for walks and when we spot shoes, slippers or toys, we would make fun of each other that it belongs to one of us. Usually, my bro and I would get the 'hey, look! That's your shoe! Or toy or whatever that is' 
10. My dad made it crucial for us, the children to memorize the times table. If we did well, answering his questions, he treated us to 7-Eleven's Slurpee. Back then it was a luxury. If any of us fail to answer even 1 question, everyone stays home. Even if the other sibling did it perfectly. Yeah, it sucked to screw up. Seriously! 
11. My parents did spot checks on our school bags. Yeah, military camp. I know. And if there were any very short pencils, my dad would break it by hand and say 'Did I not buy you enough pencils that you have to use these? I never really understood his issues with short pencils. 
12. My brother, Thylage and I loved to play Polis Sentri. We used to make machine guns using the planks and plywoods. Dad would actually help to saw and nail them together and we would use rubber bands as the bullet to attack the each other. *Fun* Who plays Polis Sentri now. I doubt kids these days have even heard of it.
13. Once in a while, the whole family including my grandparents would go for dinner at McDonald's. We would take a bus to Gurney Drive Sunrise Tower, have dinner and the stop by a kuih stall to buy my brother's favourite kuih sagu. And then, take a bus home. After 25 years down the road, the McD is still operating but I doubt the kuih stall is. 
14. If we were to go out anywhere as a family, my parents would sit my brother, Thylage and me on the sofa and warn us : 'We are going shopping. Do not ask for anything. We know what to get you. Do not create a scene. Behave yourselves. And if you don't, you're so done once we get home.' Yes, we have always behaved, never creating any scene. Hence, the reason why I can't and I won't tolerate kids misbehaving. It proves only one thing : Bad parenting 
15. My parents never allowed us to say the word 'bodoh'(stupid) or anything related to that, cacat (handicapped) and 'curi' (steal) They insist us on using the word 'kurang pandai'. If someone has stolen our stationery, they insist that the someone actually 'terambil' (accidentally took) our stuff and did not mean to steal it. To think about it, now, I have learned up profanities and use them to glory when I drive. So much for controlling the usage of vocabularies. Lol! 

I could go on and on if I want to. I understand now how Cheeming Boey managed to come up with the book. It is just a never ending story. Our childhood that is. Even if I lived in a 'military camp' it was simply awesome. Everything was of low expectations and happiness. Now, its basically dealing with crap. Oh well, LIFE!

Complimentaries :

Family, back in the year 1996

When I was 10 

Hell No, Woman!!

         Picture taken from sassyecards.com

Lately, women annoy the crap outta me as much as men does. Like seriously!

1) Bug the hell outta the boyfriend
Now, come on. Dude has got a job to attend rather than entertaining your damned drama. Calling and texting him during work is not gonna strengthen any shit between you guys. Please, stop bugging the daylight outta him. Probably it's the only time he is in peace anyway. Lol!

2) He is the only thing that matters
Who the fuck are you kidding??? Okay, fine. He is your prince charming and you're in love and shit. There are other things that matters as well. Like what, you may ask. Well, like EVERYTHING ELSE BESIDES HIM.

3) Stop being paranoid
Haven't you heard that there is a thing called 'The phone ran out of charge"? Yes, shit happens. So, when he is unreachable, just calm down, chill and wait. It is unnecessary to contact all his friends across the globe, asking on his whereabouts. Dude is probably trying to breathe for some precious 5 minutes.

4) DO NOT stop him
No ladies! Hell no! Just as much as you hate them forcing you to do shit, they hate it as well. Please do not force them to stop doing things that they love to do. Like sports, play station, or even outing with the buddies. Some men remain being boys so they definitely need their space. To grow up at least! Let them be!! ;)

5) DO NOT stalk on him or/and check on his phone
You women, don't even deny it. Stalking him on FB or checking his phone only proves one thing : YOU are so insecure about yourself. He wouldn't be looking for another option if you are good enough for him. Oh well, if you beg to differ, let's say he stalks you on FB and checks on your phone. How does that make you feel? EXACTLY MY POINT. Like duh!!!

Think ladies! It is really not necessary to do all of the above. Time and space gives an opportunity for love to grow.

Out!

To My Men

*This post is dedicated to all the single ladies and to all the men that I have got to know. Definitely a rare post*

I can't help but ponder why there are so many single ladies out there. And these women are pretty successful with their career and could practically afford to have almost anything but they are SINGLE.
*Now you single ladies, don't give me that look. I'm not saying it is a disgrace to be single. HELL NO!!

I could only think of these as to why there are many single women out there.

*This is my personal point of view*

1) The Past
Oh well, we women always seem to carry the past with us for the rest of our lives. Yes, the past is supposed to remind and teach us about the pain and the torment we went through in our previous relationships but it should not be a barricade for one to explore into a new one. It should be a lesson to be learned, not something that stops you from falling in love again. Think about it!

2) Stereotyping
So what if you had your little heart broken by that asshole boyfriend of yours from high school? Screw him! Don't go stereotyping all the men just because a handfuls are rotten. Honestly, those high school courtship may not even come close to LOVE anyway. NOT ALL men are assholes. Like seriously.

3) Expectations
We women just want a guy like our dads. Ladies, Don't even deny this. Dads are probably the only man- kind whom treats us preciously. Perhaps. But honestly, that is not the right expectation to have. If all men were to be like our dad, it doesn't make him all special anymore, isn't it? He would be just an ordinary man. All men would be ordinary. And trust me when I say, no men would come this close to our dads. Our dads are just the best among them. No doubts! So, just stop looking for another 'dad figure' in your man. It will only dissapoint you.

4) The responsibilities
Some of us have our responsibilities towards the family or extended families. But that should not be an excuse for you to not date anyone. Do not make excuses and totally refrain yourself from dating. That is totally wrong. And if you expect help from the man, that is not quite right as well. If one decides to help, it should be done sincerely. Not because he is obliged to do so.

5) Being a bitch
Well, literally, yeah. Just stop being one. Simply because it is not gonna bring you to the right one. You will end up being exploited. You will lose your self respect and dignity. And the men will only see you as 'that bitch?!' instead of 'that woman'. That's a whole lot of difference isn't it?

6) Holding Grudges
Holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts, says Travie McCoy. If your relationship did not work out, move on. There really is no point of holding grudges. It's only going to make you bitter. I bet many of you women out there still bad mouth your exes. Oh, come on! Get a grip! MOVE ON!

Well, I would say, being single in the late 20s or more is not easy. Especially when almost every friend you have is getting married or engaged and your parents kept asking every now and then whether you are seeing anyone. I truly realized that I have been inhibiting myself from relationships due to some of the factors above. And I know it is not right! Yes, not all men are rotten and one should not stereotype the others.

To all of my men, thank you for being you. Thank you for all the lessons, for that, I am the woman I am today. Being the awesome person that you are, you are very close to my heart. ♡♡♡

When They Leave

Death : Loss of a loved one. No words could describe the despair and devastation you feel. It's even worse when you can't do shit but just watch them slip away from you.

NOTHING AT ALL helps in easing the pain and the denial you feel when you lose your loved one. Even the words of encouragement or comfort doesn't help in any way. I know. It is just plain difficult. It is just too painful.

Losing my grandma all of a sudden, was such a shock to me. I stood in shock throughout the whole funeral service not shedding a tear. NOT EVEN A DROP. I was just too angry, in denial, refused to believe that she was gone. To be honest, I still tend to think that she is still alive though reality slaps every now and then. *still very much in denial*

This post goes to my buddy, Joe. I am so sorry for your loss. Irreplaceable it is. But just be glad that you had the chance to take care of Her. Be glad that you were there throughout the days and nights. Be glad that you did all you could do, by being there. Be glad for that memories that you have spent with Her and for Her. For I believe, that is exactly what She would want and do. I hate to say this, when I know it is the most difficult moment for now. But be strong. For dad. For all he has is you and the rest of the family. Take care, buddy. *HUGS*