Monday, 15 June 2009

Which Bitch?


I have been off the net for some time - maybe to distract myself by watching mindless dramas or just no time lah.
Or is it just no farking mood?

For another week, we are also dog-caring; a very sweet docile gal named Cosmo. Uncle Goblok extremely pally-wally with Cos being here. He walks through the door & calls for her. He doesn't do this for Aunty but he does this to Cosmo

Today Aunty read Zorro Unmasked blog & Bukit Koman in Raub - I can't help but feel all the ripe curses I know bubbling up.

Like the commentators in ZU's blog, I am also wondering how some people can live without a conscience so long as they get their moolahs; and ain't matter who dies for them to get it. I really wonder.

For example. And here, I say for example only ah?

If I tell you - I am developing an absolutely FAB condo property with sound structure, lovely ambiance, peaceful, calm, safe, great quality - then FOR SURE, you will assume my entire family & I will be occupying a unit or 2 or 5 in my own project. So nice. So beautiful. Must take up some units what!??!!

If I tell you about this fab property, & then you can see neither me nor my family's occupying any units there, - in fact, I wouldn't even let my family take a drive past this project within a 10km radius - then you also know, right?

Aiyoh! You think I can't hear you thinking "If you don't like, then don't go stay there. Can move away what?"
I "aiyoh" you back. If people in this world have choices then ain't nobody will willingly live on garbage dumpsites, old mining areas, contaminated areas, Bangladesh etc...right?
But we are not talking of property developments here.

We are talking of leukemia, deformed babies, sick people. DEATH. EXCRUTIATING PAIN.

OK. NOW you tell me. You like photo of Cosmo or this B*****
I point you to ZU's blog piece entitled "We have nothing else to do but wait to die"

Monday, 8 June 2009

Rest in Eternal Peace

I deleted a piece I wrote on the sudden passing of my sister Shirley on 3rd June after a very short stay in hospital.

I couldn't post that piece but I got something off my chest just from writing. I won't be a hypocrite & say I griefed for her. I griefed for myself. For my unyielding stubborness & inability to let things be.
No matter how righteous I feel when she was alive,it was still her life.
And Death. Truly - Death is the only real equalizer of everyone

All I can do now is to honor the passing of Shirley who was a devoted Grandmother to the very end.

My condolences to Alan my dearest brother-in-law, Justin & Penny, Lorna & Terence, Lilian & Tommy, Nic, Jon, Clarisse, Alyssa, & Chloe.

May Shirley's soul find Peace & Happiness with Angels

Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there
I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sun on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there
I did not die
by Mary Frye