my second blogspot
hehey, how about it!
my second blogspot. the first post i had in years......6 years to be precise. i've decided that my first blogspot is too full of romance (org melayu kata jiweng). the girl i had jiweng'ed with in my first blog is now married to me....not bad for a starter blog eh? this blog however is what i am at where i am now, 29yrs old, career bound, married and expecting a son. yupp, a son. so be ready for blogs full of pregnancy and labour stories.
yesterday was merdeka day. my wife and i was watching the parade on tv and we try to include my unborn son into the fray, telling him how the parade is and what the people look like. its similar to when you have a very old grandma and you keep reading the subtitle to her because she's partially blind. i remember my late grandma (i call her atuk even though she's a woman...really dont know why) liked to watch hindustani movies but she had to rely on the translation since she doesnt speak the language, so i share the responsibilities with my cousins and siblings to read the subtitle for her. and these were the 80's hindustani movies! no offence but there were a lot more romance and songs and romance and songs and cows and trees and such than there are in modern time hindustan movies. and do you notice how the actors and actresses like to pretend to kiss but pull back at the very last minute.......teach me safe sex will you!! anyhow, we had to read the not so accurate translation to her and sometimes the translation lagged so we had to improvise. point of the story.....jeng jeng jeng......we live in a pattern so simplistic that we tend to not realize it. i read to my unborn son the same way that i read to my dying grandma. up to the end of her life, knowledge and knowing is still a requirement for her, just as much as my son require knowledge to live. kesimpulannya, when you are closer to God like where my unborn son is now and where my grandma was, life is simple, but when you are really far from Him, you will find life more complex.

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