When you quit thinking; you can never be a rich #tamaka
When you quit thinking; you can never be a rich #tamaka
I think there is no specific day to celebrate mother’s day. It should be every day and every second. But of course, we need to fix a day in a year as a reminder. Therefore, mother’s day is a “reminder day”. If you have ever neglected your mother, this is the day to repay your sin. I have my own perspective on my mother. You can read that here
But, today I’m not gonna brag about how good is a mother and why everyone should appreciate her. Well, so many had been said before. I think every matter should be seen in every possible angle to reflect the different perspectives to embrace the both side of the coins.
All this while, we worship mother as mighty GOD and appreciate the role and sacrifices she had made. Well, that’s majority. Even I thought the same way. So, let’s look at the other side of the coin.
Not all mothers are loved by their kids. I witnessed daughters who hate their mother yet still taking care of them merely to fulfil their responsibility. I wonder why it’s so. Doesn’t a daughter usually will worship a mother because we are woman who carries stronger emotional gen? Yet, I have seen:
When I did a little analysis, I found out that sense of appreciation isn’t created by the biological cord but the sacrifices one does to raise a child. The struggles the one had to through to care for the child in their hand.
So, if you’re being mocked for not showing love to your own mother or fear of public perception for choosing and loving the one that not your biological mother; I want you to know that I can understand you.
You will not be perceived as pessimistic for complaining about your biological mother.
To all the mothers whom have scarified a lot for a child Happy Belated Mothers day.
The higher you rise; the lower you’ll fall. All you need to learn is how to bounce. #tamaka
P. S. Sorry for not posting past week. Super busy with Malaysia political change.
Mother! What does this word mean to you? Have you ever asked this question to yourself?
If yes, ask again, If not, well ask now.
If you ask me the same, I would say it has no description. You simply can’t put into words.
My mom is 70 years old this year. The only thing I’m scared of in this world is my mother due out of utmost respect.
Of course, she has her flaws but that’s nothing big compared to what she has done to us.
She had literally lived for us “her children”. I have heard her outcry for her two kids who had been adopted due to her financial in-capabilities to raise them when they were born. The unintentional act which she regrets till today.
I have seen her struggles, pains and tears by standing right beside her. I wish no mom should go through such pains in their life which she is still struggles to get rid of her memory. The pains are too deep as it had been nailed into her heart. The traumatic life one should never go through.
She lived an extraordinary life for a woman. I wish I can write her biography one day.
Happy Mother’s Day Amma (Mother)
Let me record this historical moment. The waiting is over. The sleepless night is over. It’s official now.
Heartiest welcome to our new prime minister Tun Dr. #Mahathir Mohamad of #Malaysia. He made it by becoming the oldest prime minister in the world.
Even before the swearing he is already bringing the world’s attention on Malaysia.
The people have spoken. The mandate is given. Feeling proud to be one of the person who had brought the change.
Feeling gracious to be part of this and witnessing every moments.
I love you Malaysia 🇲🇾 and forever I will.
#GE14 #PRU14 #Election #PakatanHarapan #PH
For the first time in the history of Malaysia, Malaysian are making a concise decision determining the future of our loveable country.
The love for #Malaysia is wide spread begging for better future.
#MakeMalaysiaGreatAgain You’ll be forever in our heart. #TanahKu #NegaraKu
“Jom, keluar mengundi sahabatku”
Please be reminded of below on #VotingDay
2. Driving license ID
5. Water bottle
9. Nail polish remover
Additional Item: Your concise Mind
Once you gets 30, you’ll properly will get used with life’s obstacles. #tamaka
(As it is) First time in #chitrapournami
Because I have promised to myself that I wanna bring my mom this time. So, I drove all the way to Batu Gajah and then drove again to #TelukIntan at evening. The only nearest way to get to Teluk Intan from my hometown is by going through the village “kampung” area. So, I have decided to find an alternative road on my way back. I moved around 2100 and somehow ended up at lonely isolated road leading to a dark jungle with total blackout vision with no lights. I looked at my waze, it shows another 21KM to reach my well known town Tanjung Tualang. But, the curves! That’s ok, I can managed this, said my mind. I looked at my watch, it’s 2230. I’m tired, I wants to go home. Shortcut its better. I said to myself. Suddenly, there is sound from my backseat…
Guess what, it’s my mom. Obviously, only two of us are in the car. She is so scared, shivering and almost screaming loud. She said ” P (my nick name) don’t take this road. This is not the right road. This is too dark. Probably, there’ll be many ghost here”. I hit the break & was like “WHAT”??
So, this is all about ghost and nothing else? Mom, you should be kidding me. Then, she goes like “P, please, please dont take this road”.
Ok, fine. I quickly make the U turn. Otherwise, my mom probably would have ended up with panic attack. I drove back. After a while, she said “P, please play some devotional song”. This time I scolded her. “Mom, can you stop your nonsense? Why I should be playing devotional song when I’m not scared. Btw, I don’t scared of ghost but humans. Humans can do worst things then ghost. I made that U turn because properly there would be some drug addicts or snatch thief or rapists waiting for victims. Not ghost. So, stop it”.
The next few minutes, we were in silent.
Then, I heard her deep breath, feeling relieved after seeing cars and lights hitting main road.
I smiled, my mom she is a legend.