Mind FLick

It’s a been a while since I wrote, Well been busy, work and life taking its toll. Today, lets talk something that has been in my mind this past couple of days. Have I really become a softy? LOL. I mean people can seem to do what ever they want and frankly I am just CBF to do anything about it. They say one thing and do another thing, they take away your position but want you to do your job the same, want to know and check on everything but they also have duel lives which they want to keep it away from you. All this makes me wonder, have I really gone soft or has the world changed so much? If the world is changing so much then what kind of world will my children grow up in? I get scared when I read about girls being raped by a whole gang and it was their boyfriend that started it. Trust and commodity that is very hard to find and earn and keep. TRESURE it.

 

The world is hard enough as it is, the closer you think you are to the truth the further you are from it. Even in work, it is hard to maintain, there people always out to get you, waiting for the pitfall and mistakes, once it happens they jumped on it and shove it up your face. The best part no one and I mean NO ONE tracks the good stuff you did, just the bad stuff. You can do a million good things but 1 things goes bad and that is the one your stuck with. People are also unfair, its hard to find trustworthy people I guess, you know that it is an issue when you constantly feel used, when there is problem or when they need something then your on top but when your usefulness cease to matter then you get chucked aside. I want my kids to grow up with the right value in life, learn to appreciate the beauty of others, not only the fault of others, as sometimes it is their faults that attracted you to them in the first place. Nowdays, my soul is cold and lonely but my kids, their antics keep me entertained and fueled. Why people keep pushing you or hammering you for your old faults but its ok for them to keep their faults quiet or even have a separate private life that they want you out but everything you do have to declare, if not they snoop and dig. I have given up hope on this and for now, I just want to get by and raise my kids and improve my job, let the needs of my heart, soul and body go on fasting, its been months of fasting so what a couple months more, I leave to GOD and truly for the 1^st time accept what he delivers on to me. Let the demons play and try to advocate that there is some hanky panky going on, let them, I don’t really care anymore, Ramadan is coming and soon, my brothers and father would be able to come and visit, I want them to see their niece and nephew (grand daughter and grand son) if I suffer then let me suffer not my kids, if I die, let them grow up to be upstanding people, let them be honest people.

 

For what its worth, let us prepare for Ramadan and as this is the time of taubat and prayers, I want to try and do more, god knows I have negelated my brothers and father and grand parents for a long time, matters of the heart? I cant do much already, its slipping away, treat other like how you want to be treated and remember that GOD is there, so I leave it to him. Please god, prolong and give me more happy times and peaceful time, keep away the doubts and demons from me. Take care of us that are on your earth and keep those that you have taken close to you. AMIN.

Noah of the new world

NOAH and THE ARK

In the year 2020, the Lord came unto Noah, who was now living in Malaysia, and said: Once again, the earth has become wicked and over-populated, and I see the end of all flash before me. Build another Ark and save two of every living things along with a few good humans.

He gave Noah the blueprints, saying: You have six months to build the Ark before I start the unending rain for 40 days and 40 nights.

Six months later, the Lord looked down and saw Noah weeping in his yard, but no Ark.

Noah! He roared. I'm about to start the rain! Where is the Ark?

Forgive me, Lord, begged Noah, but things have changed.

First, I need to have a BUMIPUTRA PARTNER who is linked to UMNO. Then I needed a building permit from DBKL and also have to pay under-counter money to get the permit.

Then I've been arguing with the BOMBA inspector about the need for a sprinkler system.

My neighbours complained to The Malay Mail about the height of the Ark I was going to build and the next day it was in the headlines claiming that I've violated the neighbourhood building by-laws because my Ark is going to exceed the height limitations. I appealed to the magistrate and it was approved.

The Opposition then took advantage of the situation and said I was a government crony and they did nasty things with my face in the Internet. I don’t know how they managed to superimpose my face on a naked body with naked MP’s and portrayed it on the YouTube. Oh Lord you are the All Knowing and you know I did not take the photos of the MP.

Then there was another stop-work order even before I could start work. After that the Badan Cegah Rasuah arrested me for pornography.

I talked to a lawyer who looks like Ambitah Bachan -- talks like him, acts like him, but is not him. He said he knows the Chief Justice and the Prime Minister -- the Apa Nama -- and can clear my name but I have to buy them tickets to Australia.

After clearing my name I had to again go to the DBKL Appeal Board for a decision to allow me to build the Ark.

Then the government, after approving the plans, said I must use only SIRIM approved goods and that I must buy from their list of CLASS F Bumiputera contractors and their prices are 15 times more expensive than the Chinaman hardware shop.

Then TNB and JPJ demanded that I post a bond for the future costs of moving power-lines and other overhead obstructions to clear the passage for the Ark 's move to the sea. I told them that the sea would be coming to us but they would hear nothing of it.
 
Getting the timber for the Ark was another problem. SUKHAM and the JABATAN HUTAN NEGARA said that there's a ban on the cutting local trees in order to save the Orang Utan.

I tried to convince SUKHAM and JABATAN HUTAN NEGARA that I needed the wood to save the Orang Hutan but they said no go.

When I started gathering the animals, JAKIM and an animal rights group sued me. JAKIM said I cannot put the chickens and the pigs next to each other as it WILL NOT BE CONSIDERED HALAL and the animal rights group insisted that I was confining wild animals against their will. They argued that the accommodations were too restrictive and that it was cruel and inhumane to put so many animals in a confined space.

Then JABATAN KERJA RAYA and JABATAN KAJIAN DAN GALIAN ruled that I couldn't build the Ark until they'd conducted an Environmental Impact Study on your proposed flood.

I'm still trying to resolve a complaint with the Human Rights Commission on how many Bumiputera contractors I'm supposed to hire for my building crew.

JABATAN IMMIGRASI and RELA are checking the status of most of the people who want to work.

The trade unions say I can't use my sons. They insist I have to hire only union workers with Ark-building experience.

As I started to clear the area to build the Ark, six gangsters came and demanded protection money. They said they will control the area for the selling of drugs and the supply of prostitutes to my workers.

When I complained to the POLIS, the next day the IGP sent an ASP who came in full uniform. Unfortunately he also happens to be one of the six gangsters who were demanding protection money and so he doubled my protection fee.

Then there was a by-election and I was forced to become an UMNO member to get my permits approved and was made to pay a donation by the Barisan Nasional candidate in the so-called spirit of MUHIBBAH. Otherwise they will make life difficult for me.

Every department I turned to is asking what they call “Kopi Wang”.

I calculated that if I paid all the so-called “Kopi Wang” and also give them the donation they ask, the cost to build the Ark will be 20 times higher. But I refused to give them the “Kopi Wang” as I am faithful to you Oh Lord.

Then some top-level politicians became very disappointed with me for not giving them the donations and they started calling me a Murtad. I told them my name is Noah and not Murtad and they got very angry and said they have connections.

Suddenly I became a suspect in the murder of a Mongolian lady because the place where she was murdered happens to be on the land where I am going to build the Ark and I was then arrested.

To make matters worse, the Jabatan HASIL seized all my assets, claiming I'm trying to leave the country illegally with endangered species. I have just been released from ISA.

So, forgive me, Lord, but it would take at least 10 years for me to finish this Ark.

Suddenly the skies cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow stretched across the sky.

Noah looked up in wonder and asked, you mean you're not going to destroy the world?

No, said the Lord, the Malaysian Government beat me to it!