I Want My Candy!!!!

There was once when I was a kid. I asked for a candy from my mom when we're walking around the shopping mall. She just shook her head and ignored my rants. At that time, I know only what I wanted, and I want it now!


So, I made noise and complains because my mom just wouldn't buy me even a cheap candy. I kept pointing my fingers at those candy jars in one of the restaurants. I jumped and cried to get my mom's attention.


She had to pull me to keep walking because I just won't move on without my candy. I'm lucky to not have my mom to give me a tight slap on the very spot. If it was me as a parent, I would have knocked my son out if he behaves like that.


My mom pulled me to one spot where she stopped. I cleared my tears and tried to make out what is in front of me. It's a big candy shop.


"Choose what you like, bring a packet of them home too," my mom said.


You can guess my feelings that time.


If you guessed I'm happy, you're wrong. I'm feeling terribly stupid.


If I won't sit on the floor to let my mom drag me, I would be on the journey back to home with a packet of candies in my hands.

Sometimes, we never know what we actually wanted. I wanted a piece of candy and I even cried for it. But I would have preferred a packet. My mom does know me.


God is All-Knowing, and are definitely in knowledge of everything good or bad for His creations.
So, don't complain if things that you've made your efforts for does not return anything to you. Better things are on their way.


Why should we be afraid and sad if we worked hard for it?



God knows our effort and it is His choice to give exactly what you've worked for - or maybe bring along some bonus on their way, sooner or later.

Mari Kita Berjudi!

Wah! Berjudi ni memang best. Beli RM1 kalau menang dapat balik RM 100! Itupun kalau lah... Tak apa, kalau nak 'sure-win; bukan masalah. Pergi sembah syaitan di kubur je. Kan senang, 'bayaran' dia pun murah. Setakat masuk neraka saja. Yang penting berjaya di dunia kan? Akhirat tak payah lah.

Saya rasa penjudi ni tak pernah belajar matematik. Mereka ni tak tahu ke pasal 'probability'? Antara 6 nombor dalam sebiji dadu, cuma ada kebarangkalian 1/6 sahaja dapat nombor yang dipilih. Baiklah, mari kita main judi. Setiap nombor salah yang kamu dapat bila kamu baling dadu tu, kamu kasi saya RM 1. Kalau dapat nombor yang kamu pilih, saya kasi kamu RM 6. Jom main, kita lihat siapa untung dan siapa rugi.

Mengapa saya kata judi ni best? Sebab polis pun main. Kalau polis yang suka menyita kelab 'kuda' ni pun main nombor ekor, maknanya judi ni memang best. Ada ke kamu jumpa polis main PS 3? Kedai nombor ekor ni setiap hari pun meriah. Lagi meriah dari tokong sewaktu Tahun Baru Cina. Lagi meriah dari kuil sewaktu Deepavali. Pelancong barat jangan risau. Kalau kamu mahu pergi ke tempat di Malaysia yang sentiasa meriah, pergilah ke kedai 'Da Ma Cai'. Mesti meriah. Siap ada sami yang tak tahu dia agama apa bertapa kat depan kedai tu lagi.

Kamu kasi dia RM 5, dia kasi kamu tips untuk jackpot. Hebat kan? Judi ni memang cepat mengkayakan kamu. Cuma memiskinkan tahap fikiran kamu je. Jangan risau, tahap fikiran tak memainkan peranan besar pun dalam society. Yang penting duit. Duit, duit, duit. Ada duit, ada awek. Simple je kan? Hidup kat dunia ni memang senang. Sami tu pun memang mulia tau. Dia tak mahu pakai tips yang dia pegang tu untuk menang jackpot. Tapi dia mahu jual 'jackpot' tu kat orang yang sanggup bayar dia RM 5. Mulia kan? Kan, kan, kan?

Tapi jangan mencarut pulak bila kamu dah rugi RM 3500 dalam masa sebulan sebab nak menang jackpot. "Tak ada berkat", kata sami tu. "Try again tomorrow". Betapa bermoralnya sami tu. Dia siap berfalsafah dan memberikan kamu motivasi lagi. Try again tomorrow. Best, judi memang best. Jangan banyak tanya. Nanti tak ada 'ong'.

Sebab tu agama melarang umatnya dari berjudi. Tuhan tak suka orang yang cepat kaya. Dia tak nak orang menyembah duit. Dan lebih kelakar lagi, Dia tak mahu kita rugi DUIT!!!!! Faham ke tak?!


Kuda Da Ma Cai bakal membawa anda ke neraka. Best kan? Kan,kan,kan?

Mengapa Tuhan Sayangkan Saya

Oh Tuhan, Kau menyayangi saya kerana...

• Membuatkan saya pening setiap kali saya cuba menghisap rokok.
• Membuat saya tak dapat masuk Universiti Malaya.
• Memberikan sesetengah kawan yang suka kutuk belakang.
• Mengurniakan saya 'tiang' untuk saya menegakkan moraliti dan keagamaan.
• Memberikan saya sifat kurang penggatal mencari awek.
• Memberikan keluarga yang supportive.
• Memberikan saya perangai radikal yang kadang kala membuat saya kehilangan kawan.
  

Saya percaya sungguh dengan hikmah-hikmahMu, walaupun kadang kala saya tidak faham mengapa saya tidak dapat sesetengah benda yang telah saya sumbangkan usaha. Kamu pasti ada plan yang lebih baik untuk saya, kerana saya telah membuat apa yang sepatutnya. Saya gembira dengan segala kebaikan yang memang telah wujud dalam hidup saya. Dan saya juga berterima kasih ke atas setiap doa yang Kamu tidak makbulkan. Biar masa yang menentukan apa kebaikan yang akan diberikan olehMu, kerana saya percaya Kamu pasti melihat apa yang saya sedang buat, dan Kamu lah yang paling adil. Saya percaya kepadaMu, Tuhan.

Fear

When I was a kid, I grew up in fear of the bogeyman. I'm afraid to sleep alone, fearing that there might be ghosts lurking under my bed. I'm afraid of four-legged closets, because of the dark narrow gap under it. In the future, I started to laugh it off whenever my mother relate the past to me. As a teenager that time, I denied superstitions and ghosts.

When I reached the age of 10, I started turning my fears to the group of bullies aged around 17-18 in my bus. They have cigarettes on their ears, and they speak foul languages. They never even tucked in their shirts. All of them have that kind of bad ass look. When I think about them now, I started to pity them instead of fearing them. They are just a bunch of immature kids who strive hard to ruin their own lives, after all.

Now that I'm 19, I started turning my fear towards the hypocrisy of mankind. What they say might not mean what they think. Today's friend can be tomorrow's enemy. There are almost nobody for me to trust. I'm always in fear that my friends will talk bad and spread propaganda to make people hate me. But now that I'm 19, I can think of certain issues independently. I wised up to God's tricks now. Perhaps I'll laugh at myself again after 10 years knowing that I'm such a paranoid. Maybe I'll shed tears after knowing that nobody actually cared about me. Why should they even try to defame me? Even if they do, who cares? The eyes of humanity are just as blind as night, looking at the cover but refuses to enter. Glanced at the broken gates but failed to enjoy the paradise within it. There are food critics, TV show critics, and also movie critics; but we have to accept that only God can be the critic for humans He made.

And did I mentioned that I wised up to God's tricks? God is just trying to test us. He wanted us to know that, the fear of other creatures strips you of your sanity and shall never last long. But the fear of God, it keeps you on the right track of mind and shall last forever.