Inspiration, Journal, Personal

AMMA / MOTHER : Happy #MothersDAY

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.

  • Respect to the struggle she had to go through to carry me.
  • Respect to the hurdles she had to face to keep me alive. (She said I nearly died of sickness and she has no money to bring me to hospital)
  • Respect for living the painful life to raise me and my six siblings without the support of my father.
  • Respect for the challenges she had to go through alone as a woman to feed her children.
  • Respect for working hard as a rubber tapper all day long so that she can give better future for her kids.
  • Respect for letting me to continue my study despite negative influences spread by my relatives.
  • Respect for trusting and leaving me to work far from the home.
  • Respect for giving me the freedom to do my own choices.
  • Respect for the utmost sacrifices you have did for me and my siblings.
  • Respect for all the things you have done to me and my siblings which can’t be described using 24 letters.

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)

tatta, (bubbye)

#tamaka

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Inspiration, Money, Personal

Another Milestone 14/04/2018

It’s Tamil New Year today. Another goal achieved. I want this to be a yearly tradition. So, let me record this down.

I have executed a long time plan today and it’s another milestone in my life. I have purposely chosen this date so that I can track and measure my achievement every year.

I’m so glad I’m doing all this by my own. It could mean nothing for someone; but it’s means a lot for me. I know, I’m slightly delayed in achieving my life goals but I’m glad that I finally make it.

I took full pride of it because every single achievement is the sole effort of me and no one else.

I know I have way more to go and I’m heading towards.

Signing off with pride.

tatta, (bubbye)

#tamaka

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Journal

If Not Now, WHEN #GE14 #Malaysia

Today, the whole nation gone havoc when the Malaysian’s Election Commission (EC) announced the next General Election 14 (GE14) to be held on 09 May 2018 which is fall on working day Wednesday.

This is way beyond expectation where the past elections are mostly held on weekends.

The “Rakyat” people of Malaysian are questioning the whole agenda behind the announced date.

On thing is for sure, definitely this have boosted the young voters’ spirits to go all out to cast voting regardless which date the election is fixed.

The old traditional style is definitely isn’t working. Time has changed.

tatta, (bubbye)

#tamaka

Personal

Can a Café Change Your Mood?

Finding a Cafe is so hard for me. I would like to go out and find a nice Cafe so that I can do my work and accomplish more. I am a person that always in a need of motivation to get things done. Especially, the environment is the major contributor.

I love watching people and they make my environment lively. Moving gets me going. People’s doings makes me question my daily life and get me growing day-by-day.

I get dormant with the same look. I need a change. I love get going. I love get moving.

Now, the problem is that I tend to waste so much of time in choosing the place and Cafe I wanted to go. At times, I’ll be sitting hours in the car deciding where I wanted to go. I know, it’s such a waste of time. But, I’m not sure why am I doing this. So, I did little bit of analysis on this.

Gotcha !!! I found out. I’m calculating the potential expenses for selecting the area and the Cafe. I gave a little bit of thought on parking as well. As much as I love enjoying the Cafes and the people, I equally love saving money. So, I want to feel the environment but I do not want to invest so much of money into it. All of us know how expensive a good coffee can be.

I get so jealous looking at the people who make such decision wasting no time. They don’t require “mind calculator” like most of us, the middle class. Therefore, the motivation kicks in…

I want abundance of money so that I can live the life the way I wanted to live. Get ridding the mind calculator is the ultimate goal.

How do I do it ? Good question tho.

Hmm, I need an input now. I better get going and looking for Café. Let me give a stare at people.

tatta, (bubbye)

#tamaka

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Inspiration, Journal

International Women’s Day: She Is My Sister

#InternationalWomen’sDay is typically #MH370 Remembrance Day for me. I wished all the lost and unfound souls are at peace now. They are officially missing and not found at this moment. Usually, I don’t celebrate this day in remembrance of them.

But this year, I choose to write about a woman that never failed to impress me. Finally, I have decided to write about her. She may not be reading this blog but I’m glad I chose to write about her.

She is my sister. She is married at very young age when she was only 19 years old. Now, she is 41 with four beautiful and genius children.

I lost the chance to grow together with her. I only got a year to stay under the same roof with her when I was 13 years old. Then, she got married.

The real bond started when she had her first child on 19 years old nine months after her marriage. Somehow, I had the opportunities to babysit her children. I can proudly say that I raised almost all her four children. By these, my bond with my sister grew stronger.

She is the most hardworking wife, mom and sister I have ever seen. The courage she had to keep going with family chaos which comes with all form without strong support of husband had amazed me.

At many occasions, I have seen her ignoring her pain to get up and work on daily house chaos to keep it clean and tidy. I hardly see her sad face. I don’t know how she is dealing with it or at least she is good in hiding it.

She is the man of the family. She woke up early to make coffee for school kids; she follows her husband to work and equally worked the hardcore job. She come back and manages the cooking and house chaos. She entertained her too depending father’s request. She is there to listens to peoples crumbles. (Trust me, there is bunch of group who are always sticking around her to share their sorrows and gossips with her) She takes care of the kids’ educations, expenses and the needs. She drove them to school. She manages all the relatives’ issues. She patiently entertained her husband dependence to entertain the visitors and cook for them. She will be a great helper at family functions. She is un-doubtfully an entertainer. She is a friend for a sister. She is a workaholic. She is a great lady. She is the “HERO” of that family. And, she is my sister.

I’m so proud of her. I doubt I can be like her. I doubt I can have the courage like her. She is a super mom and super lady. I’m not sure why she differs so much from my mom. I have a lot of respect for her. I always prayed hard for her happiness. I wish she can live for her at least once a while. I hope her husband and children can see what I’m seeing on her.

She is still working right now. She is working almost 30 days in a month as an operator for low salary to support the family even though she had to frequently bear the severe migraine pain.

Whenever, I felt down or lazy I’ll think about her. She is a great energy booster.

She is a perfect example for #Women’s Day. She is my sister and I’m glad she is my sister. Her name is Kavitha and I dedicate this to her.

tatta, (bubbye)

#tamaka

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Inspiration, Journal, Personal

#HappyNewYear2018

It’s been 23 hours, 2017 is long gone becoming a past.

It’s time to move on and forget anything that happened in 2017. You are given another opportunity to create a new life.

This is another reminder for me to constantly bug myself to let go, to move on, to change and to work on my life.

1st January is super fast to remember what we have done. The future holds another 364 days to paint your life.

Grab your colours and be ready to paint new art of your life to be achieve on 2019.

HAPPY NEW YEAR.

P.s. It’s so scary to quote 2019. If you know what I mean.

tatta, (bubbye)

#tamaka

Inspiration, Journal, Weekend

[Street Life] Walking the Street & Discovering New Things

Walking a street will never disappoint you. It’s a way of exploring and discovering. A soul healing moment conceive of many hidden surprises and I love doing it. This is something that persistently motivating me the way I wanted to live my life. Nomad is a way of life. Say no to man created life. Strain yourself from rules and especially on 8 to 9 odd job. Yes, office job is forever a odd job for me. *soon, I’ll write about my perspective on this.

Driving expose you the new road. Walking locates you a discovery.

Once a while, take the unknown road. Once a while, get down and walk the alley. You’ll be surprise where it can lead you. How it finds you new people.

Once my lady boss said, there is no such thing called waste. There is only an experience.

Walking is like a life. As you walk passed, as the time passed, you move on discovering yourself. As I love to create string of emotions to anything that attached to me, I had hardest time to move on. Walking the street had helped me to learn this art. I come to learn that every step to move further gives you a new discovery, a new experience, a new perspective, a new reason, a new breath, a new life.

It discovers you more than you discovered yourself.

It discovers me the art of writing. It opens up the flow of inspiration.

Today, I’m sitting at the end corner of this new discovered place, writing this right now. The inspiration poured out like nobody’s business.

I’m glad I did it.

tatta, (bubbye)

#tamaka

Journal, Personal

[#HowTo] #Survive with MYR500

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Within a blink it’s #October now. Soon, #2017 is gonna over.

Amazingly, I have done nothing great for past ten months. For remaining two months, I have decided to scratch and challenge myself.

My goal for #November2017 is to survive with MYR500 ($117) for the next 30 days. Let me see if I can pull this. I believe this is possible with right planning and a lot of dedication.

Challenges test your capability, emotion, enthusiasm, desire, and commitment. It’s hard but it’s possible.

The feeling of achievement and victory out of your hardwork is totally unlike from the normal happiness.

Let me prepare myself from now. What should I cook??? I’m good in cooking tomato soup tho… Where the hell is that tomato???

tatta, (bubbye)

#tamaka

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