Monday, August 31, 2009

Being Hopeless

Hopeless....the feelings tht I hate most. I hate myself for being hopeless....feel like Im a person without my two legs..could not move here & there.

I could not help my siblings...I could not help my parents.. Im stucked! Worst is feel like Im being looked down by others....

True enough as the saying goes.."Money IS everything in this world"..despite of who ever you are...When you don't have money you are no body to anyone...It has happened to me twice....

Money can destroy world....Money is the cause of war...Good friends will turn to enemy just because of money...Siblings would kill each other just because of money....above all...Money conquers all....

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Kenapa tak kawin lagi......

I was recently asked by one of my bossess..Not just tht few of my old friends whom I suddenly met on Facebook as well raised the same question to me. Emmm...I don't have the exact answer to tht question. All I can say was " Belum ada jodoh lg".....

To few of them, they can accept my answer but not to my boss. He said to me you cannot just wait and sit there till it comes to you. You have to go & look for it. I just kept quiet & did not say a word. There is nothing for me to say. No one would understand. To them I'm the type of a person who is choosy. Am I??? We are talking about a life time partner. I'm not looking for a sleeping partner who will only be there when in need. Im looking for someone who could look after me & vice versa..who could accept me as I am....*sigh*

Ya Allah aku perlukan bantuanMu..bantulah aku Ya Tuhanku...Hanya padaMu aku berserah & meminta..Tunjukkanlah aku ke jalan yg betul & Kau redhai...amin...

The Road Not Taken By Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.