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Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Friendship | No comments:

I was once a very naive person who used to treat almost everyone who speak to me for more than 30 minutes as best friend. But more than often, these relationship were not reciprocated. And due to many mistakes that I made for the past few years, I've lost a huge bunch of whom I used to call, my friends.

It seems childish that at my age (28!), I still have problems identifying who are my real friends.

I used to have a really close friend whom I shared my thoughts with. Someone I appreciated very much. I knew her since high school days. But due to some drawback and misintepretation, she ended up cutting all ties with me. I was terribly hurt at first, but as time goes by, it made me realised that no matter how strong a friendship is, it doesn't last.

Up till this day, I am still facing with friendship that were not commensurated, which left me feeling really despaired. Despite the care I had and all the measures that I took to help, in the end, it felt that all along, I was just a mere nuisance.

Although I am pretty much dishearten by these, I learnt to appreciate those that I have now. Those who helped me and were there for me through thick and thin. Who lent their ears when I need to let out my sorrow. Those who've seen me laugh and cry.

And my husband once said, best friend will never avoid telling you the truth because at the end of the day, no matter how hurtful the truth was, it was for my own betterment. And they did it because they cared~

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Young Mother | No comments:

I gave birth to my son when I was 23. Becoming a mother at such young age was not an easy feat. But I never in my life regretted my decision. And I've been telling everyone that, up till today, my biggest achievement in life is to give birth to my son.

Everybody says hi to Baby Sukorn
He is my inspiration and the reason why I became a stronger person each day.

Many young mothers would agreed that it is a difficult task to be a mother, even so when you are young. People are often very judgmental towards every single thing that you do. And sometimes it is really tiring and depressing to have everyone criticizing the way you take care of your own child. 

Since May 2012, I had been condemned numerous time for leaving my son with my mom in Butterworth. Everyone thought that I was irresponsible and I had it easy with my mom doing everything for me. Yes, I admit that with my baby away, I am free to do anything I want, I drink my time away till midnight. But how many of you knew how difficult it is to not being to see my son everyday? How many of you understand what it is like to not being able to be there for my son when he had high fever? How many of you witness those nights when I would cry to sleep because I miss him very much?

I may not be a perfect mother but I know deep inside that I love my son very much.

      To my mom, eventhough you can be really annoying at times, I thank you very much for taking care of my child and for giving him the best of everything. You are an awesome grandmother and I love you very much!

And lastly, to all the mothers out there, regardless of age, Happy Mother's Day to you too.

P/S: And oh! Happy Mother's Day to myself too.

Thursday, May 09, 2013

My GE13 Story | No comments:

On 5th May 2013, me like every other Malaysians anticipated this very important day. The day when we, the citizens of Malaysia, get to choose the leaders who we think deserves to be the government of Malaysia.

And as a first time voter, I was more anxious than ever. But before I start writing about GE13, let me share with you about my general election story during my younger days.

When I was much younger, I didn't really knew much about election. I never understood the general election frenzy. I did not get the buzz. All my mom told me was, "If you don't vote during election, bank won't approve your loan when you intend to purchase a house in the future." Which was pretty much untrue as you and i know it. But being a much younger me, I believed it wholeheartedly and really thought that was what general election is all about. 

My father, who is a DAP supporter, on the other hand, never bothered explaining why he voted. Well, he was never home much anyway, so let's just skip his part.

So, the younger me was basically just plain ignorant and un-educated on Malaysia's economic and political status. I didn't even register to vote during the 2008's election, I was 23, still ignorant. Perhaps, situations were not so horrendous back then for me to take notice. And yeah, I was a The Star newspaper reader back then, so I was pretty much blinded by the one lies after another. I was deceived into believing that our economy is growing robustly and our politicians are angels sent from heaven.

Fast forward to 2013, with the help of social media sites, I have gained better insights and my eyes are finally opened wide to see what is actually going on in my country. Corruptions, frauds, power abuse, cronism, etc. I finally understand what the hype is all about.  

 I travelled back to Butterworth right after work on 3rd May 2013 with a mixed feelings. Excited, worried, happy and at the same frustrated reading news after news about the dirty tactics played by the current goverment to secure more votes.

So when 5th May finally came, I walked over my polling station at SJK Tamil Mak Mandin, which was 2 minutes away from my house in Butterworth. I was anticipating a huge crowd, but to my amazement, the school was pretty much empty. It was noon the time I casted my vote.

With no access of internet, I was pretty much left in the dark on what was going on in other states. Eventhough there were updates on national news programs, I knew too well to not believe in anything reported on by the mainstream media.

7pm onwards, me and my mom, left with no choice, had to rely on the national news for the election results. Results from Sarawak and Sabah were reported first. And I was really nervous because the opposition was trailing slowly behind BN.

At about 10pm, I had to leave to the train station to catch the train back to Kuala Lumpur. So once again without any internet connection nor TV, I was not aware of the election's results. I kept my fingers crossed and prayed for the opposition to win because like all Malaysians regardless of race and age, we had enough and we are ready for a change. It's time for UBAH!

I reached Kuala Lumpur the next day at around 6am. And the first question that I asked my husband was, "Did PR won?"

And to my disappointment, BN won majority of parliament seats by cheating. Electricity blackout, additional voting ballots appeared out of no where, last minute recounts and many other filthy tactics were schemed by BN in order to win.

Words couln't describe the feeling of frustrations that every Malaysian had that day. But it was also this day that mademe realized that I need to do more besides voting. It hit me that it's time for me to play my part as a rakyat to secure a better future and better Malaysian.

I am confident that the Malaysians will fight together to achieve what we deserved because I strongly believe that "the sun will shine after every storm".

Ini Kalilah!

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