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Think and grow rich... thought but still poor.

I think I have read all the how to get rich books. I know how the rich thinks, I know what it takes to be a rich dad, I know about the millionaire mind set. They all tell the same thing. You need to have a passion and work on it. In fact, all the advice from the wealthy people who became wealthy from telling other people how to get rich is the same. Work on your passion, satisfaction is your real goal, the money is a bonus. There's an article I read about one very rich man who said that he does not know how much money he made. Because, he didn't really care for it. But, it's the thrill of making money that drove him. In fact, it's an addiction that he now goes to therapy to learn how to relax.... and enjoy the money he's accumulated. The problem with me is that, now that I'm broke, I start to read all the emails I get from these business 'gurus'. Other times, when I feel that I am well off, I have money in my wallet, I sometimes just click t

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And life goes on.... Yesterday, Allah took my sister Kak Esah (Hjh. Aishah binti Jaafar).  At first, I was inclined to write something about her.... then, I suddenly realized, that I am more concerned about us, who need to continue living and get use to losing the ones dearest to us. I start to imagine how Abang Haris feels. Perhaps, partly relieved that Kak Esah's battle with cancer is finally over...and partly, anguish and hurt, when he lays down in bed to see the empty space next to him. Kak Sarah, my eldest sister lost her husband, Abang Raya, about a decade ago, and how she copes with life after he's gone, the loneliness, the emptiness..... takes amazing inner strength and courage. It's unfortunate, for us who are still on this earth, that we have to continue to struggle in a world of sin. A world full of temptations that comes to us in the most subtle of ways and on every side. No... I am not suicidal. Just in a melancholy mood. Losing a

Eleven, eleven, eleven....

In the eleventh day of the eleventh month in the eleventh year of the second millennium.... nothing happened. And I just decided I wanted to write something in my blog so that in the archive, there will be a post on 11.11.11. But, I would like to give a shout to the 20 in front of the 11. Today nobody gives a damn about you. Until the Sunday two weeks from now when it will the 20th of November. Only then you will be recognized. When it will be 20.11.2011.