To make one's life easy is to make the other's difficult.
To give an excuse of self importance is to make others hateful of you.
Story of His Life:
Once upon a day, Sushi went to the shop. Sushi went to a Japanese-serving food shop. Sushi liked the food served in the shop there for he has been going there for the past 36 months since it was built out of shacks and ropes. Sushi's favourite dish was the kimchi. He liked it so much that he only ordered that particular dish each time he visited the shop. He is always known by the waiters and waitresses there for his most unique order, "One kimchi set or I'll blow your face up!" Everyone will laugh at it and then they serve his most favourite dish; the kimchi set.
As Sushi enjoyed his kimchi everytime he went there, one day something happened that changed his life completely, if not like how they are used of saying, it isn't what I had mind and that it was a difficult decision to make. One day, as Sushi went to the Japanese shop again, and as he ordered his normal menu, one of the waitress came out of the kitchen and told him that they were out of kimchi and that they have something else to replace it with. Ti Sushi's surprise, the one that his normal kimchi set was replaced with was none other than the traditional Malay's style of preserving fruits using vinegar. Only this time, it was preserved vegetables and mixed with the Malay sambal.
Sushi did not like the idea of changing his sense of taste buds to a new taste, for the one he had been tasting has been the one he liked most and never want to change. However, things you see are not for us to control. At one time, you can be the president of your nation, in results of the highest votes, but tomorrow, you may just be slashed with a news saying you were caught sneaking into a club or even a motel for reasons no others have rights to know, but they who commit it. At one time, you could win the sprint by all means of practice and determination, but tomorrow, you may skid in the run and fall far back, leaving you no chance to get up and finishing even second. At one time, you will laugh your hearts out forgetting all those who have ruined your day, but tomorrow, you will tear knowing that the friends you had laughed once with are now nowhere by your side.
Sushi was like any other person. All he did was to go the shop and order his kimchi, and for a Japanese food outlet, its signature dish should never run out. And so Sushi went and saw the chef, the one who has been preparing his kimchi sets all this while. Sushi talked to the chef about the matter. He said he do not want the new pickled vegetabe with sambal. Sushi said that he, as a customer, has all the rights to get what he wants and reject what he does not. After all, it is Sushi who pays the bill. The chef too explained that it was not his fault for the run out of the kimchi. It was a decision made by the owner of the shop. The chef told Sushi that, if he still insisted on having the kimchi, maybe he could go to other shops serving the kimchi and ask them whether could they deliver his set over here. The chef wished him good luck and Sushi, feeling both irritated and depressed looked for the nearby Japanese shops.
"Would you mind if you could send over one kmichi set over to the shop over there and in return, that shop will let you have their recipe of the newly figured out pickled vegetables with Malay sambal?"
There were no positive feedbacks and Sushi was left alone to himself.
Sushi knew not of his fate then though he could slightly imagine it but again Sushi will not give up till the battle is over. Sushi would never trade his kimchi for hot pickled vegetable. And yet, Sushi sits down at that very moment thinking of how would his chances be, whether to get back his kimchi from the other shops or to just manage his sense of taste bud to this new discovered dish.
Moral of the story:
To make one's life easy is to make the other's difficult.
To give an excuse of self importance is to make others hateful of you.
And God always watches upon us.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Monday, January 9, 2012
A stranger is a better friend
What is a friend and what is a stranger?
What is a stranger compared to a friend?
And what is a friend if you have a stranger on your right hand?
A friend in need is a friend indeed. A stranger indeed, but a friend indeed. Yes. A stranger or an outsider is a better companion than a friend. Living with a person for the past twenty years does not give you the authority to judge and rule the person. Mind you, you may have known him or her for as long time can be traced back, but judging one based on oneself's perspective is not a wise act but a rather selfish attitude.
A friend that judges is not a friend but a stranger that judges is only a stranger.
A friend treated as a mat is not a friend but a stranger treated as a mat will never be a friend.
A friend that wishes you luck might be a friend but a stranger who wishes you luck is a friend.
A friend that keeps things away from you could be a friend but a stranger that keeps things away is only a stranger.
A friend who buys your meal could be a friend but a stranger that buys your meal need not necessarily have an intention.
A friend that laughs together is a friend but a stranger that laughs will only be a stranger.
After all, it is the outsiders people prefer than those near them. It is sad to know it, that a man of logic favours another man whom to others, he is a stranger because at times knowing that you have someone beside you but not having the trust and belief is not what I call a friend, but a mat or foot rag.
I guess, it is nature. And that the nature of mankind is a funny thing. They like the ones others dislike and prefers the ones others dislike. It is all the way of life, everyday in the mind, body, soul of one man, struggling to find him a seat in this theater.
What is a stranger compared to a friend?
And what is a friend if you have a stranger on your right hand?
A friend in need is a friend indeed. A stranger indeed, but a friend indeed. Yes. A stranger or an outsider is a better companion than a friend. Living with a person for the past twenty years does not give you the authority to judge and rule the person. Mind you, you may have known him or her for as long time can be traced back, but judging one based on oneself's perspective is not a wise act but a rather selfish attitude.
A friend that judges is not a friend but a stranger that judges is only a stranger.
A friend treated as a mat is not a friend but a stranger treated as a mat will never be a friend.
A friend that wishes you luck might be a friend but a stranger who wishes you luck is a friend.
A friend that keeps things away from you could be a friend but a stranger that keeps things away is only a stranger.
A friend who buys your meal could be a friend but a stranger that buys your meal need not necessarily have an intention.
A friend that laughs together is a friend but a stranger that laughs will only be a stranger.
After all, it is the outsiders people prefer than those near them. It is sad to know it, that a man of logic favours another man whom to others, he is a stranger because at times knowing that you have someone beside you but not having the trust and belief is not what I call a friend, but a mat or foot rag.
I guess, it is nature. And that the nature of mankind is a funny thing. They like the ones others dislike and prefers the ones others dislike. It is all the way of life, everyday in the mind, body, soul of one man, struggling to find him a seat in this theater.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Forgiving Forgiveness
What is to forgive someone and what is to forgive something?
Forgiveness is a word, more precisely, a noun but what comes to the mind when the word arises?
Apologizing is a way, but what if apologizing itself isn't true forgiveness?
Admitting or confronting oneself's wrong doing is another, but what if it is not enough to forgive?
Then, what is forgiving and forgiveness?
A boy, who know not much but enough to say said, "People deserves a second chance.."
But, mind you that a second chance does not mean a second time or a second forgiveness. Its about knowing that at one level, up to a certain point, where you have now nothing to loose but only to gain, that doing something, ridiculing and taking things for granted just because of one, two, or maybe ten incidents is not something i would say, forgiving. It is definitely not forgiveness and what more of forgetting and moving forth?
One woman married a man, got abused later on just after her second child, with her first born traumatized with the incident stayed in deep void for, what knows like, months. And then, there comes this time, she starts to stand up and lead her life being a single parent, leaving that filth to rot, and smile to her very own parents whom she once deserted because of the trauma. Next, she, who was jobless, dependent on her parents, one of whom is a handicap and another, a housewife illiterate, now took up a job and got a car, insurance for her two children and fed them well. A woman once fell into the fangs of a devil is now making ends meet with a smile. As people start to look up to her, there comes this one other individual that picks on the past, calling her a fool for loving a fool. That individual disowned this woman, saying, she does not deserve respect, honour, and love. That same individual laughed at her misfortunes and clanked wine glasses together for a drink.
One boy who went to school to study, that came from a town, where clubs and discotheques were uncommon, was misjudged, and ridiculed for knowing nothing. This boy, looked like a someone who knew not much but enough to speak was then somehow deserted indirectly. Soon, this very boy became a mat like item, was laughed and left aside by tales of once he shared and received. Later, this boy became a ghost and talked to himself, started a new way of life. He became topics of conversation among the teachers. He became a pre-star among those divas and real stars. He became a person! Like a balloon, that is kicked from one corner to another, that balloon tore a slit and flew high into the skies inflating itself and dropping in a whole new place.
One can say that he or she has forgave that person, that woman, and that boy. However, that very person should know what his or her words mean. A simple acceptance of one's mistake is not just an act of conscience but it has got to be an act of will, pureness, and most of all, it should last. It is like, a boar saying that a pig is so pink that it looks like Barbie's next pet, but unknowingly, it is also that very black boar become the hunted pet of mankind. There is nothing good nor nothing great of making one look small, minute, insignificant or indistinct because at the end of the day, it is only the pot calling kettle black.
To forgive is to know that you have no more thoughts of that person, but respect and honour.
To forgive is to know that it lasts, and even if it is broken, to that person who forgave, it must last.
To forgive is to know that you are a person too and the next, it may be you who devastates for acceptance.
There is a reason why the Earth is a sphere, a circle in two dimensional view and not a square, a triangle or a prism. What goes around comes around, just like a ball, you kick it, and as it hits the surface, it is reflected and aims back at you.
That is forgiving and forgiveness.
Forgiveness is a word, more precisely, a noun but what comes to the mind when the word arises?
Apologizing is a way, but what if apologizing itself isn't true forgiveness?
Admitting or confronting oneself's wrong doing is another, but what if it is not enough to forgive?
Then, what is forgiving and forgiveness?
A boy, who know not much but enough to say said, "People deserves a second chance.."
But, mind you that a second chance does not mean a second time or a second forgiveness. Its about knowing that at one level, up to a certain point, where you have now nothing to loose but only to gain, that doing something, ridiculing and taking things for granted just because of one, two, or maybe ten incidents is not something i would say, forgiving. It is definitely not forgiveness and what more of forgetting and moving forth?
One woman married a man, got abused later on just after her second child, with her first born traumatized with the incident stayed in deep void for, what knows like, months. And then, there comes this time, she starts to stand up and lead her life being a single parent, leaving that filth to rot, and smile to her very own parents whom she once deserted because of the trauma. Next, she, who was jobless, dependent on her parents, one of whom is a handicap and another, a housewife illiterate, now took up a job and got a car, insurance for her two children and fed them well. A woman once fell into the fangs of a devil is now making ends meet with a smile. As people start to look up to her, there comes this one other individual that picks on the past, calling her a fool for loving a fool. That individual disowned this woman, saying, she does not deserve respect, honour, and love. That same individual laughed at her misfortunes and clanked wine glasses together for a drink.
One boy who went to school to study, that came from a town, where clubs and discotheques were uncommon, was misjudged, and ridiculed for knowing nothing. This boy, looked like a someone who knew not much but enough to speak was then somehow deserted indirectly. Soon, this very boy became a mat like item, was laughed and left aside by tales of once he shared and received. Later, this boy became a ghost and talked to himself, started a new way of life. He became topics of conversation among the teachers. He became a pre-star among those divas and real stars. He became a person! Like a balloon, that is kicked from one corner to another, that balloon tore a slit and flew high into the skies inflating itself and dropping in a whole new place.
One can say that he or she has forgave that person, that woman, and that boy. However, that very person should know what his or her words mean. A simple acceptance of one's mistake is not just an act of conscience but it has got to be an act of will, pureness, and most of all, it should last. It is like, a boar saying that a pig is so pink that it looks like Barbie's next pet, but unknowingly, it is also that very black boar become the hunted pet of mankind. There is nothing good nor nothing great of making one look small, minute, insignificant or indistinct because at the end of the day, it is only the pot calling kettle black.
To forgive is to know that you have no more thoughts of that person, but respect and honour.
To forgive is to know that it lasts, and even if it is broken, to that person who forgave, it must last.
To forgive is to know that you are a person too and the next, it may be you who devastates for acceptance.
There is a reason why the Earth is a sphere, a circle in two dimensional view and not a square, a triangle or a prism. What goes around comes around, just like a ball, you kick it, and as it hits the surface, it is reflected and aims back at you.
That is forgiving and forgiveness.
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