Somethings I wish I learned when I was younger....

Trust your friends, but do not rely on them - I find that the only person in the world you can rely on is, yourself. Maybe somewhere along the way you bump into an endangered species of people who are really sincere in helping you, but I have difficulties in naming people who are totally selfless....
Set a goal and draw out a path - if you want to be a Pilot or a Doctor or an Engineer.... set your goal and map out your route. Follow that route. Everything else is just distractions.
You can't please everybody, so don't bother.
Everybody thinks he/she is an expert - everybody likes to give advice. Their intentions are good but, always weigh what is said against your your set goals and the map to that goal..... Listen to as many opinions as you can... but remember they are just that... opinions not fact.... Take everything with a pinch of salt....
There's no such thing as "I have no choice" - life is full of choices. Even if it's between life or death... When you do something, it's your choice. If things don't go as you planned, it's your fault. Do not blame others.
Life is short, do not dwell on things that should have been. Learn from it.. and move on.
Humans cannot think logically.
Having pets only break your heart.....

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A letter from my mother

Today, on the first day of Ramadhan in the 52nd year of my life, while I was rummaging through some old stuff, I came across a letter written to me by my mother, folded and enveloped into a prescription drug package. My mother taught herself to write in Rumi, so some words are quite difficult to figure out. She was probably more comfortable writing in Jawi, but she knew her son is useless at reading it. The letter was not dated, but I would say it was written circa 1985, the year that I dropped out of UTM. The letter was an angry letter, as angry as my dearest mother would be. I cannot remember the occasion that warranted such letter, but I think I must have said something that hurt her. She wrote that I should have told her or father (unlikely) or my brothers and sisters that I am having difficulties in my studies. She wrote that I have ostracized myself from my family, and she understood that I did this because I do not want to be any more a burden to my parents and my sibli

Humanity: from the lucid mind of a Covid19 infested person.

Hello... It's me, again. I don't know how anybody is going to read this, because I have deactivated my Facebook account... my Instagram too. It's interesting to see people's reactions when I told them this. Mostly, it's a sharp intake of breath and a sympathetic "why". I guess they assumed I was cyberbullied into deactivation. No... It was a mistake. I should never have even registered for any socmed (social media for those uninitiated). I hate it, people sharing their lives, what they eat and drink and where they were eating and drinking, how far they have walked or run or cycled, with whom they are doing things, who they met today or yesterday, where they are now in the world, what their cute babies or cats are doing, what plants they are planting, what fruits they have harvested... I don't really want to know about what you guys are doing with your lives unless I am responsible (partly) for bringing you into this horrible place. For that, my child

I love/hate MCO

The vaccines are here... spelling the beginning of the end of Covid19... or at least we hope so. But, it is really just hope upon hope. Because, as vaccines are being spread (by health workers) in most parts of the world, we still hear of lockdowns happening here and there. And the virus is mutating. New strains are being discovered, having higher infectivity. I guess Covid wants to live just like any other living creature. My employer has announced that beginning this month (April 2021) everybody must come to work in the office. No more working from home. Which is OK. I mean (in case my boss reads this blog) I love my job but dread going through the traffic jams in the morning and then again in the evening. I miss the easy smooth drive to and from work during the MCO when I had to come to the office to sign some physical documents, but even during the CMCO and RMCO, when we are allowed to move around a bit more, the traffic build-up at roadblocks gave me a glimpse of things to come wh

Life's Remains....

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