all reveals…

The story ends this way…

Few houses from the traffic lights, somebody was glaring and witnessed the descend with no shock shows on his face from his bedroom windows behind a curtain…he mentioned nothing and just close his curtain and return to his bed to sleep….

he never mention of what he saw to anyone ever…because in his mind, only he knows the true reason behind the killings and why the traffic lights turns red on all side…

he thought to himself…this is not the first time and it will not be the last….and his mind is taken back 63 years ago when he was 6 when his grandparents was still alive and well…

………………………

*knock, knock*

the grandpa: who’s there?

the worried dad: Tuk, my daughter is sick..

the grandpa: come in cu, let me take a look…

The worried dad and his entourage brought the sick with much resistance into the house hoping the grandpa can help his daughter with her condition…this was the time when clinic and hospital are scarce, and shaman, dukun and the likes were the people who seemed to be able to help for some illness, especially spritual…

The sick, was found running towards the end of the forest by the worried dad and the search entourage after been missing for almost a week, at this time was having a seizure, punching and kicking everyone who were holding her, pale white eyes, her blood veins were dark green as it were showing, her hairs seemed as if they have their own mind, moving and hitting the entourage, her nails were black as night and her teeth, her mouth were salivating like a rabid dogs, and her voice, deep sinister voice lets out a faint grunt…

the grandpa, known for his capabilities to ‘heal’ people with such condition took a deep look on the sick, not physically but rather deeper than the eyes can see into the soul of the sick…and what he saw was as what he expected….

A little girl of age 8 was held by what seemed to be the exact being that was seen by everyone else physically…

the grandpa: who are you? and why are you holding this girl?

the ’sick’: im no one and she’s the one who grabbed me…

the grandpa: how so?

the ’sick’: i was going home and she crossed…

the grandpa: crossed?

the ’sick’: yes, at the cross point…

the grandpa: okay…now please let her go, she didnt mean any harm…has you finish your unfinished business in this world?

the ’sick’: yes, and i’m taking her home with me…

the grandpa: no your not…

the ’sick’: *snicker* try and stop me…

the grandpa, at this time, back to real time, touched the sick physical body and recited few verse from Al Quran…started with Al - fatihah, then, the 3 Qul, Ayat Qursi, Surah Yassin and then he prayed…

Few moment passed and then…

the grandpa: let’s bring the sick to the cross point…

the worried dad + the entourage: huh? but isn’t it forbidden?

the grandpa: don’t worry, Allah will protect us…

And so they all went to the cross point, 3 large Merbau Berdarah was standing there firmly, with the middle one slightly shorter the other 2…The entourage gently placed the sick at the bottom of the middle tree while and the grandpa again recited verses of Al Quran and pray…the sick suddenly stood up and glared around, and then let out a loud but chilling scream and fell flat on her dad’s lap…

Then the girl, sick no more, slowly opened her eyes…

the girl: daddy, where am i?

the worried dad: safely with me *sobbing*, safely with me…

The grandpa asked everyone to return to his place for final check up…

………………………

Few villages from the grandpa’s house, in a coffee shop..

The coffee drinker: hey, did u hear, somebody found ali’s body in the forest, all bloody and torned…seemed like he was attacked by a tiger…

The mee goreng eater: really aaa? wahhh, i never thought we had any tiger near our village..

The shop owner: Ya lorrr, i also never heard of any tiger spotted before…maybe lost from somewhere…

The coffee drinker: maybe laa, better not roam in the forest alone or without weapon…

………………………

Everyone left the grandpa’s house by now, only left the grandpa and his ever so obedience only grandkid…

the obedience grandkid: tuk..what happened to her?

the grandpa: she was possed my child..

the obedience grandkid: ooo, how so? and why did we go to the 3 merbau berdarah trees place?

the grandpa: the trees area are the point where long time before when the founder of our village and the villages around us used to dump the souls that possessed people…sometimes, souls of the people are murdered also descent through there… and if somebody was to be there during a crossing, the soul will possess the body to get its revenge… that’s why i forbid you from playing around that area…

the obedience grandkid: ……

………………………

Now, 63 years after, the man reminisce the memory and how the village and the forest had fallen victim to the urbanization to that area…

the 3 merbau berdarah trees area was clear to make way for roads and housing area although with much protest from the earlier generation, however changes were inevitable…

The area might seemed to change but the effect is not…once in a while, where once stood the 3 Merbau Berdarah, which is now replaced by traffic light for pedestrians crossing will turned red on all side signifying there’s a disturbed soul descending and no living human should cross at that time…

I Can’t Smile Without You….

Just felt like sharing…

You know I Can’t Smile Without You,
I Can’t Smile Without You,
I can’t laugh
and I can’t sing,
I’m findin’ it hard to do anything.
You see, I feel sad when you’re sad,
I feel glad when you’re glad,
If You only knew what I’m go ing through,
I just Can’t Smile Without You.
You came along just like a song
and brightened my day,
Who’d've believe that you were part of a dream
Now it all seems light years away.
And now you know I Can’t Smile WIthout You,
I Can’t Smile Without You,
I can’t laugh and I can’t sing,
I’m finding it hard to do anything.
You see, I feel sad when you’re sad,
I feel glad when you’re glad,
If you only knew what I”m going through,
I just can’t smile.
Now some people sa y happiness takes so very long to find.
Well I’m finding it hard leaving your love behind me.
And you see,
I Can’t Smile Without You,
I Can’t Smile Without You,
I can’t laugh
and I can’t sing,
I’m findin’ it hard to do anything.
Y ou see, I feel sad when you’re sad,
I feel glad when you’re glad,
If You only knew what I’m going through,
I just Can’t Smile Without You

Love, prayers to y’all…n you, tinkerbell…

i should have wait…

the story continues this way….
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“Red as blood….”
That was his thought looking at her eyes, or rather; in her eyes….there’s no pupils, just, 2 blood red oval shape evil staring at him…eating his soul from the inside…

5 hours 43 minutes before…

“Yes, the day is over…tonight I got a date, movie, dinner and im planning for a lil bit of something – something after…” he thought to himself…

Few hours after…

the guy: oh no, we will be late if we wait for the light to become green…

the girl: sayang, dont laaa, everyone also wait, we also wait laa…it could be dangerous, u might hit a pedestrian…then how?

the guy: dont care laa, i dont want to miss the movie…beside, nobody dare to cross oso…

with that statement, the guy ran through the red light…and he was right, no one dared to cross the road…

the guy: see, see, i’m right, i’m the only one dared to cross…

the girl: …………

All night, the girl was being silence, only the movement of her head signified her agreement or disagreement, but somehow, the guy missed it, he was anyway, filled with a certain desire of what he wants to do tonight…

After dinner, the couple is safely in his secluded apartment on the 16th floor…The guy, hesitated just for a second before making his move…On the bed, as he was ready to undress her, as he glared at her face, at her eyes…

Red as blood….
That was his thought looking at her eyes, or rather; in her eyes….there’s no pupils, just, 2 blood red oval shape evil staring at him…eating his soul from the inside…
The girl changed, not the sweet girl he went out with, but she changed to this figure of evil, her rotten flesh smell bad, her hair messed up, her body, her body was not a body at all, it’s more like an unfinished wax doll…melting rotten flesh, burned bones, blood red eyes…he’s stunned, tried as he might, he can’t moved, as if it’s not his body…
5 minutes, 5 minutes of silence, on the eyes staring each other…for the guy, it felt like eternity…and then, she spoke…

“I was supposed to go home, why did you snatch me from my way?”

A question the guy wanted to answer, but he can’t… for the next long and excruciating hour, the guy stood still watching how the girl ripped his flesh apart, limb by limb, organ by organ, nerve by nerve…he can feel the pain…but can’t run away from it…they only thing he can do is cry…and cry he did…till he can’t stand anymore…till his life is finally ripped from his body….permanently…

The girl, now, back to her normal body looked outside the balcony door, started to walk towards it and just vanished into the thin air…only a whisper lingers after…

“I’m coming home….”

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“My baby is gone…”

That was the last thing on her mind…on her side; her husband lifeless body stared deep in her eyes as if saying… “I’m sorry….”

Couple hours before…

the mum: bang, why did u do that? u could have hit somebody…

the dad: well, did i hit anybody? no rite?

the mum: ……….

The dinner went well, everyone was happily talking and eating… even the mum seemed to have forgotten about the argument, everyone was so wrapped up in the event, nobody realized that the boy was all the time in silence, staring blankly into space….
Only on the way back, while the father happily whistling to the tune on radio, the mum realized the eery silence…

The mum: bang, our son is quite aaa…

The dad: well, he must be tired laaa, let him sleep…

The mum: ya, maybe you’re right..

and then she turned to check…

and then she felt 5 sharp feeling scratching her face…it was so fast she couldn’t do anything…her head turned the other way and knocked herself unconcious for a moment from the hitting the window…she didnt know how long she passed out but when she came around, what she saw is unimaginably horrifying…
her husband lifeless body stared deep in her eyes as if saying… “I’m sorry….” while the once she thought was her son is tearing up his body, inside out, no sounds came from the boy, only an evil grin…the boy seemed to be enjoying killing and slaughtering the dad as if he was wrath in human form…
The mum tried to move, tried to escape even tried to scream…but she lost control of her body…and the, after minutes of having to watch her husband being butchered…the boy stopped and turned to glare at her…

And with a voice that chilled her spine, the boy said…
“It’s your turn…”

And the only thing that came to her mine is…
“My baby is gone…”
——————-
At the traffic light, few weeks after…

the girl on one side, and the boy on the other….meeting in the middle, holding hand, stared into each other’s eyes…

The girl: lets go home…

The boy: yes mama, let’s go…

——————-

5 weeks before, in a local newspaper…

“A pregnant lady was beaten to death in a Robbery attempt…Child Survived….suspects still at large…”

4 weeks before, in the same local newspaper…

“The child of the murdered lady didnt survived, suspects captured except 2…”

——————-

the mean to survive…

just an announcement…after months of spontaneous decisions…finally it is official…

introducing…..

Kedai Dobi Ceria…owned by JAQ Laundry of which i quater-owned it…

Yes, i have 2 other partners, i’ll introduce them in the future….

anyway, it’s in Kajang, for those who stayed near saujana prima, don’t send to any other dobi shop, send to ours..hehe…

u know y?

because in JAQ Laundry….

We.Never.Close…

Introduction: over…

L8er, love n prayers for y’all….and my business….

when it’s red…stop…

the story begin this way…the time is 8.00pm, thursday, once in a while, the pedestrian and road traffice light will simultaneously become red for a few minutes in that particular area of KL, none of the ppl wanting to cross the road or the ppl in the vehicle knows why….they’ve reported it to the authority and eventhough a thorough investigation has been done, no malfunction was detected, and so, they continue living with the situation…

However, tonight is different…a guy and a girl, both in love with each other…were running late for a movie…

the guy: oh no, we will be late if we wait for the light to become green…

the girl: sayang, dont laaa, everyone also wait, we also wait laa…it could be dangerous, u might hit a pedestrian…then how?

the guy: dont care laa, i dont want to miss the movie…beside, nobody dare to cross oso…

with that statement, the guy ran through the red light…and he was right, no one dared to cross the road…

the guy: see, see, i’m right, i’m the only one dared to cross…

the girl: …………

for the next 2 hours, the guy happily enjoyed the movie and went for dinner with the girl because they managed to reach the movie in time….the girl, maybe realizing that the guy is on a roll, kept quite and only answered with a nod or not…

after dinner, the guy, starts to think that he wants to have a more intimate moment with the girl…and so, he brought the girl to his secluded apartment…the girl who seemed to be oblivious to the guy’s real intention, did nothing to avoid it….

………………………

Saturday….front page of all newspaper and main story of all news is this:

“A guy was found naked and brutally murdered in his apartment, killer still at large!”

………………………

A week after, the same occurance happens again with the traffice light…one of the ppl in que on the road is a car fill with a small family, a dad, a mom and their son, a 9 year old on their way to a family dinner….

The dad, was a bit impatient tonight for some reason…so he drove and ran the red light…

the mum: bang, why did u do that? u could have hit somebody…

the dad: well, did i hit anybody? no rite?

the mum: ……….

the mum, realizing that her husband is not in a good mood decided to keep quite and let the husband cool off….they arrived safely at the dinner and everything goes on smoothly, or so it seemed….

The boy, who’s body had been the receiving end of his father punishment for his mischievousness kept things to himself throughout the journey and the dinner….

11.00pm…the family is on their way home and ………………

Saturday, “A husband and wife was brutally slaughtered in their car, a child is missing, killer still at large! suspected by the same killer…no suspect so far in the investigation…”

for the next 2 weeks, everyone is talking about the 2 events, the murdered guy and the slaughtered couple…

everyone is concern about the missing boy…none realized one more person is still missing, the girl….

5 weeks after the first event….at the traffic lights…in the darkness of midnight…the traffic lights turns red…this time, nobody was waiting on the road and 2 figures was seen crossing from both side….the girl and the boy…when both of them meet in the middle…their body slowly disintegrate and descend into the ground and dissapears from this world…

Few houses from the traffic lights, somebody was glaring and witnessed the descend with no shock shows on his face from his bedroom windows behind a curtain…he mentioned nothing and just close his curtain and return to his bed to sleep….

he never mention of what he saw to anyone ever…because in his mind, only he knows the true reason behind the killings and why the traffic lights turns red on all side…

he thought to himself…this is not the first time and it will not be the last….

3 parts

part one: The most cheerful robot
everyday, regardless of which time of the day, the robot will greet you with greeting..
“hello, hello, hello..”
“how are you?”
“good? good, good…”
“good day to you sir/madam…”
and if you’re wearing a springbok’s jersey, one additonal greeting..
“Springbok!!!, good, good, good…”

this all comes from the same person…an employee of Protea Hotel Dorphuis Street…
Every morning, when we’re leaving the hotel to office, he’ say the same 4 greetings…and exactly the same 4 greetings when we arrived in hotel from office.
The question here, is he genuinely cheerful, or it’s because it’s his job to be friendly…
In my opinion, from the tone of his voice, he’s genuinely cheerful…
I’m amazed with his skills to remain with such attitude, although i know, he says the same thing to every ppl who stayed in the hotel…
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part two: Cape Town SEXPO 2008 events
On May 8th till May 11th,  the biggest health, sexuality and lifestyle expo was held in CTICC…
and i was one of the few lucky guy to be there…hehe…
In summary, it’s not really all about sex, it’s also about health and safe sex…although they caters for all lifestyle, str8 or not, the whole event was an eye opener…
I could say the only reason why i went is strictly educational purposes…but i’d be lying on the strictly basis..
it’s not just about the learning that i could get, but also, well, the free striptease part (although i purposely missed he male striptease show..)
Main apprearance: Arianna Starr, a porn star from singapore, did her strip dance and she played with real fire, such acrobatic skills…quite amazing with her skills i would say…
well, if possible, i want to post and share all the pictures i took during the event, but, hehe, it’s not all that appropriate…
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Part three: the spoils goes to the victor (or something like dat)
The best team wins the EPL…enough said….

love n prayers for y’all…

the war within…

how many wars were fought since the creation of men?

how may lives were lost during these wars?

how many reasons was used for it?

everyday we see wars here n there…poster war, client war, ‘righteous war’ and political war are just examples for wars…

But do u know the biggest most important war is fought everyday in the morning? (in most cases)…

Im talking about the war within ourselves when we decided whether to wake up or continue our slumber just so that we can get the ending of the sweetest dream ever…

Why am i writing all this? It’s because I’ve been loosing the war these past few weeks…ever since that one night… before that night, i’d welcome the day with enthusiasm, no matter how late i went to sleep the previous night, but now… everyday, 6.30am, I’d wake up and choose to go back to sleep… just to continue the dream…the dream where all things are the things that make me happy…

Honestly, i miss my old self, im still myself though, dont get me wrong, i just prefer my old way, now im too zen-ned out, im numb to most feeling…and it make me feel like im almost loosing the humanity in me…

*sigh* well, i hope things will be better…tomorrow… i hope tomorrow will be yesterday so that the tomorrow i’ve been waiting for is here faster…

may the war is won by the deserving…

love n prayers for y’all…

l8er…

and then, there are 11…

u know what, death is seriously a mysterious thing and the only certain thing in our life… having to face a certain death in our life was n will never be easy… as ive posted already before, recently (on tuesday) my beloved uncle passed away, the remaining sting is still here…and today, again this morning i was given a news that, one of my kittens (from the angel family) passed away as well, apparently, someone or something ate the head, we’re are suspecting it’s angel who did it…but no prove, and no confession as well…2 death on the same week leads the mind to wonder, will there be anymore in the near future? and if it does, can i handle it?

now, im left with 4 cats, and 7 kittens…i guess, the silver lining here is, i still have 4 cats n 7 kittens as opposed to none at all…

i dont know what im writing about…im just writing…and writing about something or nothing at all as i always do…

love n prayers for y’all…especially to my cats n kittens…

to He we came, to He we shall return…

How many ppl in the world are blessed with more than one fathers? by this, i mean father figures, those who took care of you at one point of your life and always have your best interest in their mind…

before i continue, i want to share a bit about my past:

When i was a small child (maybe 1 years old), my mom n my real father didnt have enough resources to actually take care of me, they’ve only started their life and still un-stable i would imagine, anyway, i was sent to live with my Pak Ngah’s family, not that i am complaining, and he was not the only family that took care of me…anyway, back  to Pak Ngah, Pak Ngah was a simple kind of person, he was not a highly educated person but he is, i mean was filled with wisdom, but he was one of the few people in the world that i really respect…he had his own way in seeing things… From him, i learned my earlier way to life…I learned that materials are not the source of happiness and how to be happy with what you have…He is one of the most humble person i know in my whole life…  He never treat me differently from his other children, i became his youngest son although i was not pampered like normal youngest children, i was disciplined like i should be (although somehow the discipline in me deteriorate in time…but that’s my fault)…

end of my past for now:

That was Pak Ngah…1 of the fathers i have in my life… He passed away @ 3pm today, after being admitted to ICU for a couple of hours…Pak Ngah was a victim of a hit n run case, he was hit by a lorry while was on his beloved bike…there’s nothing much than i can say right now…im sad because i am thousand of miles away…i cant be there with him during his last hours…I cant be there with Mak Ngah to go through everything, I cant be there with my other sibling to share their feeling, their sadness and their sorrow…and I want to be there to do my last prayers with all of them for Pak Ngah…but now, now all i can do is to send my prayer to him from a far…

I dont know what else to write, total blank right now…

Love n prayers to y’all…especially to Pak Ngah..

Al Fatihah…

[7 words] word seven: deeper

This year, this will be the last n final entry for me…after this, new year, new beginning, and i hope, i pray, new feeling…this year, whatever feeling i started my year with, all grew deeper, be it love, affection, passion for work and friendship among other things… fortunately, this year, i didn’t hate anyone like last year, and no real negative feeling… I managed to re-kindled my friendship with my old schoolmates, gained new ’shipmates’ although that’s not something that i’m supposed to be proud of. everyday that goes by, our life goes deeper in the sea of life, till the end when we sinks totally…and when that time comes…it’s how we face it that’s matter…i am just rambling through today, just like any other day…i wish i could actually write all the big bangs of this year, but if i do, it’ll take more than just one day just to list it down…and so i chose not to…

as to the seven words posting, i failed…when i started writing it, i wanted it to be un-finished, i dont want to finish the 7 words, because if i do, that means that i can’t shake the feeling off and the feeling grew deeper, i prayed this year that i could somehow un-love her, but till right now, i failed…and so, my next year’s resolution: to continue whatever path that this year’s has opened…but for now…

Once - aku mau

Kau boleh acuhkan diriku
Dan anggap ku tak ada
Tapi takkan merubah perasaanku
Kepadamu

Kuyakin pasti suatu saat
Semua kan terjadi
Kau kan mencintaiku
Dan tak akan pernah melepasku

Aku mau mendampingi dirimu
Aku mau cintai kekuranganmu
Selalu bersedia bahagiakanmu
Apapun terjadi
Kujanjikan aku ada

Kau boleh jauhi diriku
Namun kupercaya
Kau kan mencintaiku
Dan tak akan pernah melepasku

Aku mau mendampingi dirimu
Aku mau cintai kekuranganmu
Aku yang rela terluka
Untuk masa lalu

well, till next year…love and prayers for y’all…and me…

this year: I’m done….