This absence of Internet is awful. I'm confined to only my phone's internet, and it's limited to only 1GB. I could extend my current Internet service, but I'm thinking of saving some cash, so I don't know whether I should.
I think nowadays in modern society Internet connection has become a necessity, and high-speed Internet is almost a must. At first when I stopped using my Unifi, I thought "I mostly use the Internet for social networking, I don't see why I can't just use my phone". Now, I realize that in between the Facebooking and Twittering, I use the Internet for a lot of other stuff as well, such as paying bills, reading news, watching videos, downloading tv shows / mp3s, looking for jobs, work-related mail, movie bookings and etc, and most of these things aren't exactly convenient to do on a smartphone.
But I'm trying to teach myself a lesson. To avoid spending unnecessarily on things that I may want but don't really need. This Internet connection is something that I want badly, but I don't really need it to survive. I can just go to the cyber cafe. It's a slight inconvenience, but nothing too cumbersome.
What else is going on in the world? Hmm. Apart from my silly Internet problem, nothing much. Oh, I was promoted to engineer from graduate engineer, so that was cool. In a engineering consultancy firm, you're classed by how experienced you are.
You start off as a graduate engineer, doing most of the paperwork and hard labour so to speak, and if you don't screw up too much (you'll screw up, trust me, part of the learning process) you get promoted to an engineer after two years normally. Now you'll have bigger responsibilities, having to deal with other departments and clients. There are several stages of an engineer, and normally after 10 years or so, you become a senior engineer, making big decisions on what you're in charge of and having one or two engineers doing most of the work for you.
Just because you're a senior engineer, doesn't mean you know everything, just means you know substantially more than a regular engineer. If you're really good / experienced, you become the lead engineer. You're basically running the show on whatever project you're on, and you're doing both engineering and management work. You're not just doing engineering work, you're managing the progress, the people, the costs, the whole thing.
There's also a principal engineer, when you're at this level, you're expected to know anything and everything under the sun, and you mostly advise people, rather than do all the work. But since you'll be getting the big bucks, most companies aren't content with you just sitting around doing nothing, so they'll find something for you to do anyways.
Due to the knowledge hierarchy, there's really no shortcut going up the ranks. Your boss may promote you a bit faster if you have a good attitude or outstanding work performance, but it rarely happens. It's also a bit harder for the boss to play favouritism, promote the smooth-talking guy or the ridiculously-hot girl faster, but things like this are inevitable. Sometimes you're bound to find out that someone is getting more money than you because he / or she is friendlier with the boss or something, it sucks, but life's like that.
Just a short one this time.
Peace.
Monday, August 19, 2013
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Random anecdotes 2
I have never actually been a go-getter, I'm more of a come-hither?
Life has one way or the other, pushed myself in uncomfortable situations, and I am forced to adapt. And I think I adapt well.
I'm an adapter.
But seriously, as the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.
Or the Malay version, masuk kandang kambing, mengembek, masuk kandang lembu, menguak.
The English one sounds so much nicer.
Very recently did I realise the meaning of the word friendly. Means friend-ly, or friend-like. So when someone is friendly, it means that he acts as if he is your friend, even if he or she is a total stranger.
The fact that it took me 25 years to understand that word, probably means I am not very friendly.
Sometimes I am surprised when someone is overly friendly towards me. "woah, why is this guy being so friendly. this is very curious".
If it were a girl, "she must totally be into me. makes perfect sense".
But sadly, this is almost never the case.
There is this one girl at the office, very friendly to everyone. She's a nice person to talk to.
But she likes to ... touch. Not the funny kind of touch, but sometimes grabs my hand and stuff, which I am not really comfortable with.
Which is awfully funny because she once complained to me that there is this one mat salleh that likes to touch her, and she doesn't like it.
Hmm.
Maybe I should touch her more, see how she likes it. Give her a taste of her own medicine. Only I probably won't be touching her hands...
Joking obviously.
I think some people are comfortable with physical contact. As in, its something normal.
At this oil and gas convention I went to today, I saw this mat salleh woman kissing a guy on both cheeks.
The guy looked TOO happy after that. Probably a pleasant surprise.
But the girl acted like it was nothing.
I once had a guy that was too touchy-feely for me. I clearly was not comfortable, and I showed it. And he noticed, and he dialed it down a bit.
If you've been following my blog, yeah it's this guy.
But the fault is not with him entirely. He was brought up like a girl, more or less. He is more girly than some of the girls I know.
God knows he can be annoying sometimes, but that's like pot calling the kettle black.
Not sure if I'm using that proverb (?) correctly, but I'm trying to say I'm annoying too.
People nowadays are more open to new ideas, new concepts, new looks, new behaviour.
Whereas in the past you'd be shunned by your community if you were gay, or even showed minor signs of gayness, nowadays saying bad things about gays makes you become the intolerant homophobe.
If everyone was gay, humans would be extinct in no time. I'm just saying.
Life is full of ... complications. responsibilities. expectations.
My mother has attempted to set me up with a girl. A cousin's friend.
They showed me her picture. She wasn't to my liking, but I did not have the heart to say.
They seemed awfully excited about all of it. Haha. My mother, my uncle, my aunt.
Oh yes, setting me up HAS to be a family affair, no such thing as hush hush in this family.
So I decided to play along.
Seems my mother has already shown my father the girl's picture, and he said nothing.
So after I saw the picture, I asked my father about it. (my mother was there also)
He kept quiet for awhile, and then exclaimed "NEXT!".
Saved by the father. haha.
Truth be told, marriage was never in my plans. Study, graduate, work, profit, millionaire.
But now I see it probably should have been. It certainly would make things easier for present me.
It's such a big thing, it's hard for me to imagine myself being married.
Plus there's a reason why it's called settling down.
Or, to indulge my romantic / girly side, maybe I've not met the person that makes me want to settle down.
But I'm slowly opening up to the idea of it. Hence the playing along.
Will update on this as time progresses.
I've been tweaking my phone a lot lately. Nearly broke the damn thing completely. But luckily managed to fix it, and got what I wanted.
I'm just bored. I should get a hobby which I'm passionate about.
Something that doesn't involve physical activity...
Time is precious, the seconds, minutes, hours, days that I take for granted are the days I will never get back, and when I'm old, I'll look back and think about these days and wonder why I wasted the time given to me so carelessly.
The paragraph above is basically a signal that the post is coming to an end and I'm about to get all deep and philosophical, so bear with me a few more paragraphs.
In my humble opinion, science can never produce any physical or substantial proof that God exists.
Because if science can in fact prove that God exists, that would mean that science encompasses God. Which would mean Science is GREATER than God.
Which obviously is not possible. Science is merely our way of justifying what is going on around us. Science is purely based on our observations and reasoning.
Both of which are limited.
Take our eyes for example. Our eyes are only able to see roughly 4% of the entire electromagnetic spectrum. Which means that everything we've seen with our very eyes is only a mere 4% of the entire picture.
Same goes for our reasoning. A child's reasoning is limited if compared to an adult's. Our understanding now is leaps and bounds ahead of what we understood a thousand years back.
Therefore, if you believe in God and are hoping for experimental evidence that He exists, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed.
But that is faith. Faith is believing in something without any proof.
But does this mean all theists (opposite of atheists, I'm told) , are idiots?
Again, in my humble opinion, atheists too are people of faith.
Only that, they put their faith in Science. They believe in science because it's logical. Because there's physical or conclusive evidence to support what they believe to be true.
It is easier to believe in Science alone rather than to believe in God.
Again, science is limited to what we can prove. They can't prove that God exists, therefore they say He does not exist.
No one reading this post can physically prove that I (the author) exist.
However, this post could not have materialized out of thin air, therefore someone must have wrote it.
It is the same with God.
I leave you with a quote from a funny movie I saw a few years back, which I think sums up my point perfectly.
"A thousand years ago, everybody knew the Earth was the center of the universe. Five hundred years ago, they knew the Earth was flat. Fifteen minutes ago, you knew we humans were alone on it.
Imagine what you'll know tomorrow."
Peace.
Life has one way or the other, pushed myself in uncomfortable situations, and I am forced to adapt. And I think I adapt well.
I'm an adapter.
But seriously, as the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.
Or the Malay version, masuk kandang kambing, mengembek, masuk kandang lembu, menguak.
The English one sounds so much nicer.
Very recently did I realise the meaning of the word friendly. Means friend-ly, or friend-like. So when someone is friendly, it means that he acts as if he is your friend, even if he or she is a total stranger.
The fact that it took me 25 years to understand that word, probably means I am not very friendly.
Sometimes I am surprised when someone is overly friendly towards me. "woah, why is this guy being so friendly. this is very curious".
If it were a girl, "she must totally be into me. makes perfect sense".
But sadly, this is almost never the case.
There is this one girl at the office, very friendly to everyone. She's a nice person to talk to.
But she likes to ... touch. Not the funny kind of touch, but sometimes grabs my hand and stuff, which I am not really comfortable with.
Which is awfully funny because she once complained to me that there is this one mat salleh that likes to touch her, and she doesn't like it.
Hmm.
Maybe I should touch her more, see how she likes it. Give her a taste of her own medicine. Only I probably won't be touching her hands...
Joking obviously.
I think some people are comfortable with physical contact. As in, its something normal.
At this oil and gas convention I went to today, I saw this mat salleh woman kissing a guy on both cheeks.
The guy looked TOO happy after that. Probably a pleasant surprise.
But the girl acted like it was nothing.
I once had a guy that was too touchy-feely for me. I clearly was not comfortable, and I showed it. And he noticed, and he dialed it down a bit.
If you've been following my blog, yeah it's this guy.
But the fault is not with him entirely. He was brought up like a girl, more or less. He is more girly than some of the girls I know.
God knows he can be annoying sometimes, but that's like pot calling the kettle black.
Not sure if I'm using that proverb (?) correctly, but I'm trying to say I'm annoying too.
People nowadays are more open to new ideas, new concepts, new looks, new behaviour.
Whereas in the past you'd be shunned by your community if you were gay, or even showed minor signs of gayness, nowadays saying bad things about gays makes you become the intolerant homophobe.
If everyone was gay, humans would be extinct in no time. I'm just saying.
Life is full of ... complications. responsibilities. expectations.
My mother has attempted to set me up with a girl. A cousin's friend.
They showed me her picture. She wasn't to my liking, but I did not have the heart to say.
They seemed awfully excited about all of it. Haha. My mother, my uncle, my aunt.
Oh yes, setting me up HAS to be a family affair, no such thing as hush hush in this family.
So I decided to play along.
Seems my mother has already shown my father the girl's picture, and he said nothing.
So after I saw the picture, I asked my father about it. (my mother was there also)
He kept quiet for awhile, and then exclaimed "NEXT!".
Saved by the father. haha.
Truth be told, marriage was never in my plans. Study, graduate, work, profit, millionaire.
But now I see it probably should have been. It certainly would make things easier for present me.
It's such a big thing, it's hard for me to imagine myself being married.
Plus there's a reason why it's called settling down.
Or, to indulge my romantic / girly side, maybe I've not met the person that makes me want to settle down.
But I'm slowly opening up to the idea of it. Hence the playing along.
Will update on this as time progresses.
I've been tweaking my phone a lot lately. Nearly broke the damn thing completely. But luckily managed to fix it, and got what I wanted.
I'm just bored. I should get a hobby which I'm passionate about.
Something that doesn't involve physical activity...
Time is precious, the seconds, minutes, hours, days that I take for granted are the days I will never get back, and when I'm old, I'll look back and think about these days and wonder why I wasted the time given to me so carelessly.
The paragraph above is basically a signal that the post is coming to an end and I'm about to get all deep and philosophical, so bear with me a few more paragraphs.
In my humble opinion, science can never produce any physical or substantial proof that God exists.
Because if science can in fact prove that God exists, that would mean that science encompasses God. Which would mean Science is GREATER than God.
Which obviously is not possible. Science is merely our way of justifying what is going on around us. Science is purely based on our observations and reasoning.
Both of which are limited.
Take our eyes for example. Our eyes are only able to see roughly 4% of the entire electromagnetic spectrum. Which means that everything we've seen with our very eyes is only a mere 4% of the entire picture.
Same goes for our reasoning. A child's reasoning is limited if compared to an adult's. Our understanding now is leaps and bounds ahead of what we understood a thousand years back.
Therefore, if you believe in God and are hoping for experimental evidence that He exists, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed.
But that is faith. Faith is believing in something without any proof.
But does this mean all theists (opposite of atheists, I'm told) , are idiots?
Again, in my humble opinion, atheists too are people of faith.
Only that, they put their faith in Science. They believe in science because it's logical. Because there's physical or conclusive evidence to support what they believe to be true.
It is easier to believe in Science alone rather than to believe in God.
Again, science is limited to what we can prove. They can't prove that God exists, therefore they say He does not exist.
No one reading this post can physically prove that I (the author) exist.
However, this post could not have materialized out of thin air, therefore someone must have wrote it.
It is the same with God.
I leave you with a quote from a funny movie I saw a few years back, which I think sums up my point perfectly.
"A thousand years ago, everybody knew the Earth was the center of the universe. Five hundred years ago, they knew the Earth was flat. Fifteen minutes ago, you knew we humans were alone on it.
Imagine what you'll know tomorrow."
Peace.
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Ramblings of a madman 3
I've realized how serious I've become these past couple of years.
Well, not me in real life, but this blog in particular.
There's no more funny crazy nonsensical posts blabbing about God knows what.
And more of the deep, dark, gloomy type of posts that supposed to be insightful but is mostly confusing.
I think I'm turning slightly emo. Or goth. Or whatever you call those people.
Life is... bland. Monotonous.
I've tried to spice things up by eating more chilli, but all that did was irritate my bowels.
Ok joke.
But seriously though, excitement is temporary.
I'd love to get excited all the time, be hyped to go to work, like "OMG today is gonna be so awesome" like I'm a blonde fashionista going to work at Vogue or Marie Claire or something (don't ask me how I know these magazines), but it doesn't work that way anymore.
New things excite me, and as I get older, I'm not as new as I used to be, and new things become another version of old things.
I went to Universal Studios Singapore recently. Pretty cool place.
The rides were pretty wicked. But I didn't get to ride on all of them coz of the time constraint.
Also I was a bit scared. Especially of the hanging roller coaster, where you're just dangling on this speeding roller coaster, hoping and praying to God that the seats don't suddenly experience mechanical failure and drop you in the middle of the ride.
Did I mention I'm scared of these rides?
But I did go on the normal roller coaster where you sat down. It was pretty cool, if you consider being half scared to death pretty cool.
I'm not sure why I paid RM200+ to go in. Haha. Maybe for bragging rights, just to tell people, oh yeah I did go on that roller coaster of death. Girls, admire me now.
But the excitement was temporary. Granted, it was an enjoyable trip, the place was beautiful, the rides were spectacular especially the Transformers 4D ride (superb, really) but the true fun was just hanging out with friends.
I think it's important to keep your friends close. As you grow older, you tend to be more distant with your friends. You've suddenly got a job, responsibilities, priorities. Hanging out with friends is no longer at the top of your list.
Then suddenly you're married. You stick to your spouse most of the time. You now have someone to take care of, to look after. Your friend is pretty close to the last thing on your mind right now.
Then BAM!, you've got a child. Someone literally depends on you to survive in this world.
"Er, friends? Oh yeah I had those back then..."
I speak like an old person. I know. My interests are old people interests. When I'm with friends, I often talk about that video I saw on Youtube about this cool gadget, or that movie I saw last week, or that jazzy track that I don't know the title of, but sometimes I do like to talk about religion, philosophy, current affairs (not to be confused with politics), ideas, concepts.
But most of the people I know prefer to gossip more. Lol. I try to refrain, but sometimes I indulge for the sake of conversation. And sometimes it serves as a self reminder too.
I cannot imagine what I would be like when I'm older. Will I be the old hermit, living alone at the house on top of that hill, all grumpy and bitter, and perhaps slightly insane?
Not too farfetched, considering my parents' house is on top of a hill. But let's not worry about that for now.
Sometimes, I like being alone. But I hope I don't die alone.
Makes me think about what God has planned for me.
I am a firm believer that everything is already set. I'm just living it out.
Though this is not a thought shared by many. My boss believes we set our own path.
It is through our actions that we determine our future.
He often has these mini lectures in the evening, and he would talk, very passionately if I may say so, about religion.
Sometimes I would counter his points, but he's my boss, I can only argue so much.
So instead I vent out here. Where nobody will read it. haha.
Though the concept of everything being predetermined is a difficult thing for the human mind to grasp, it is not as difficult as you might think.
Say for example, you had dinner last night. You might think, I had dinner by my own free will. God didn't force me to have dinner, or go to that specific place, or order that specific food. I made the choice myself.
But the fact is you ate dinner because you were hungry. You were hungry because your stomach sent a message to your brain saying its empty (simplistic way of explaining it, I'm an engineer, not a med student). Do you control your stomach? No. Do you control what your brain does? In this case, no. Can you control what messages your brain receives and ignores? To a certain extent, probably yes, but ultimately, no.
You might be saying, "Bah, I could've decided to skip dinner. This proves nothing." But could you? The fact remains that you did, and technically you could've, but your stomach and your brain said no.
Then there is the fact that you chose where to eat, you chose what to eat. So how is it that God dictated all that when I had just thought of what to eat there and then?
There must've been a reason why you suddenly wanted to eat at that place, or eat that particular meal. Maybe someone brought you there before, or you saw it on television, and that compelled you to go. Or maybe you suddenly have a craving to eat something. Or maybe it's your weekly routine to go eat there on that particular day.
Try tracing back the reason. Let's assume you saw the food place on television. How are you able to see? Because you have functioning eyes. Why were you watching television? Because you were bored.
If you were a blind person or weren't bored on that particular time that food place ad came on the television, you wouldn't have had dinner there.
Trace back all these reasons, all these choices, all these decisions, and think really hard, and you will realise that you've been programmed that way. Anything, everything that you have done up to today has been preprogrammed or written.
Everything that has ever happened in your life in one way or the other has contributed to the very mundane fact that you had dinner last night.
There are so many things that happened in your life that it is near impossible to believe that everything was planned and was made to happen by God, but if you open your mind and accept that He is All Powerful, you will wonder why you did not come to this simple conclusion sooner.
There is no free will. It is merely an illusion.
By this point, if there were any atheists reading this blog post, they'd be rolling on the floor laughing their bottoms off. And I do believe that most God-believing people would probably disagree with me as well, but it is what I believe. And I believe this to be the truth.
But for whatever reason, you stumbled on this blog post and decided to read it to the end. There is an infinite number of things that you could do at this very second, but for whatever reason, you're still reading.
Up to you what to believe.
But there is also that possiblity that no one is reading this and I am talking to myself as usual. Hermit in training then. :)
So much for not making this a serious post.
Peace.
Well, not me in real life, but this blog in particular.
There's no more funny crazy nonsensical posts blabbing about God knows what.
And more of the deep, dark, gloomy type of posts that supposed to be insightful but is mostly confusing.
I think I'm turning slightly emo. Or goth. Or whatever you call those people.
Life is... bland. Monotonous.
I've tried to spice things up by eating more chilli, but all that did was irritate my bowels.
Ok joke.
But seriously though, excitement is temporary.
I'd love to get excited all the time, be hyped to go to work, like "OMG today is gonna be so awesome" like I'm a blonde fashionista going to work at Vogue or Marie Claire or something (don't ask me how I know these magazines), but it doesn't work that way anymore.
New things excite me, and as I get older, I'm not as new as I used to be, and new things become another version of old things.
I went to Universal Studios Singapore recently. Pretty cool place.
The rides were pretty wicked. But I didn't get to ride on all of them coz of the time constraint.
Also I was a bit scared. Especially of the hanging roller coaster, where you're just dangling on this speeding roller coaster, hoping and praying to God that the seats don't suddenly experience mechanical failure and drop you in the middle of the ride.
Did I mention I'm scared of these rides?
But I did go on the normal roller coaster where you sat down. It was pretty cool, if you consider being half scared to death pretty cool.
I'm not sure why I paid RM200+ to go in. Haha. Maybe for bragging rights, just to tell people, oh yeah I did go on that roller coaster of death. Girls, admire me now.
But the excitement was temporary. Granted, it was an enjoyable trip, the place was beautiful, the rides were spectacular especially the Transformers 4D ride (superb, really) but the true fun was just hanging out with friends.
I think it's important to keep your friends close. As you grow older, you tend to be more distant with your friends. You've suddenly got a job, responsibilities, priorities. Hanging out with friends is no longer at the top of your list.
Then suddenly you're married. You stick to your spouse most of the time. You now have someone to take care of, to look after. Your friend is pretty close to the last thing on your mind right now.
Then BAM!, you've got a child. Someone literally depends on you to survive in this world.
"Er, friends? Oh yeah I had those back then..."
I speak like an old person. I know. My interests are old people interests. When I'm with friends, I often talk about that video I saw on Youtube about this cool gadget, or that movie I saw last week, or that jazzy track that I don't know the title of, but sometimes I do like to talk about religion, philosophy, current affairs (not to be confused with politics), ideas, concepts.
But most of the people I know prefer to gossip more. Lol. I try to refrain, but sometimes I indulge for the sake of conversation. And sometimes it serves as a self reminder too.
I cannot imagine what I would be like when I'm older. Will I be the old hermit, living alone at the house on top of that hill, all grumpy and bitter, and perhaps slightly insane?
Not too farfetched, considering my parents' house is on top of a hill. But let's not worry about that for now.
Sometimes, I like being alone. But I hope I don't die alone.
Makes me think about what God has planned for me.
I am a firm believer that everything is already set. I'm just living it out.
Though this is not a thought shared by many. My boss believes we set our own path.
It is through our actions that we determine our future.
He often has these mini lectures in the evening, and he would talk, very passionately if I may say so, about religion.
Sometimes I would counter his points, but he's my boss, I can only argue so much.
So instead I vent out here. Where nobody will read it. haha.
Though the concept of everything being predetermined is a difficult thing for the human mind to grasp, it is not as difficult as you might think.
Say for example, you had dinner last night. You might think, I had dinner by my own free will. God didn't force me to have dinner, or go to that specific place, or order that specific food. I made the choice myself.
But the fact is you ate dinner because you were hungry. You were hungry because your stomach sent a message to your brain saying its empty (simplistic way of explaining it, I'm an engineer, not a med student). Do you control your stomach? No. Do you control what your brain does? In this case, no. Can you control what messages your brain receives and ignores? To a certain extent, probably yes, but ultimately, no.
You might be saying, "Bah, I could've decided to skip dinner. This proves nothing." But could you? The fact remains that you did, and technically you could've, but your stomach and your brain said no.
Then there is the fact that you chose where to eat, you chose what to eat. So how is it that God dictated all that when I had just thought of what to eat there and then?
There must've been a reason why you suddenly wanted to eat at that place, or eat that particular meal. Maybe someone brought you there before, or you saw it on television, and that compelled you to go. Or maybe you suddenly have a craving to eat something. Or maybe it's your weekly routine to go eat there on that particular day.
Try tracing back the reason. Let's assume you saw the food place on television. How are you able to see? Because you have functioning eyes. Why were you watching television? Because you were bored.
If you were a blind person or weren't bored on that particular time that food place ad came on the television, you wouldn't have had dinner there.
Trace back all these reasons, all these choices, all these decisions, and think really hard, and you will realise that you've been programmed that way. Anything, everything that you have done up to today has been preprogrammed or written.
Everything that has ever happened in your life in one way or the other has contributed to the very mundane fact that you had dinner last night.
There are so many things that happened in your life that it is near impossible to believe that everything was planned and was made to happen by God, but if you open your mind and accept that He is All Powerful, you will wonder why you did not come to this simple conclusion sooner.
There is no free will. It is merely an illusion.
By this point, if there were any atheists reading this blog post, they'd be rolling on the floor laughing their bottoms off. And I do believe that most God-believing people would probably disagree with me as well, but it is what I believe. And I believe this to be the truth.
But for whatever reason, you stumbled on this blog post and decided to read it to the end. There is an infinite number of things that you could do at this very second, but for whatever reason, you're still reading.
Up to you what to believe.
But there is also that possiblity that no one is reading this and I am talking to myself as usual. Hermit in training then. :)
So much for not making this a serious post.
Peace.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Bubble
Realize it or not, we've passed the first quarter of this year. Another blink of an eye, it'll be 2014. What have I achieved so far? Hmm.
As I finished typing the above sentence, I suddenly realized how hot my room was. It was scorching hot during the day, yet it did not rain, so the heat persisted to the night.
So I went out of my room and lay down on the sofa in the living room. It wasn't very cool outside either, so I sat down instead.
For reasons unknown, my heart started beating fast, but only for no more than 6 beats. As if announcing his arrival, my housemate came out from his room as well. It wasn't just hot in my room it would seem.
After hearing me blab about the hot weather like an old grandpa, my housemate asked me if I had heard about a friend's passing. I was stunned. I didn't hear anything.
He told me he found out on our whatsapp group. I jumped out of the sofa and rushed into my room, grabbing my neglected smartphone.
It was Ijam. Last I saw him was about a year ago. I have not spoken to him since. We weren't that close, he was considerably older than me. I knew him through my father.
I didn't know he was sick. Another member of the group didn't know either, so he asked.
Apparently he passed away just a few hours ago, around Isyak. After taking his wudhu, he felt light-headed and nearly fell down, that people had to hold him up.
He then proceeded to sujud. And he was of this world no more.
MasyaAllah. Innalillah.
Sometimes God gives us the clearest of signals, yet we turn away from it.
I feel as though I am a bubble, floating aimlessly in the vast ocean. I am being pushed by waves up and down, left and right, back and forth.
I do not know where the waves are pushing me, or whether I am even moving from that same spot at all. But I do know that this bubble has not yet popped.
I do not know when that will be, but I know it is not now, and that can only mean there is a purpose to all this seemingly-endless drifting.
But the ocean is immensely vast, and with no end in sight the thought of floating above one treacherous wave after the other can sometimes be overwhelming.
Everything happens for a reason. No matter how small and insignificant this one tiny bubble is, it exists for a reason.
Perhaps one day we will all find out. Until then, live your life to the fullest.
Peace. :)
As I finished typing the above sentence, I suddenly realized how hot my room was. It was scorching hot during the day, yet it did not rain, so the heat persisted to the night.
So I went out of my room and lay down on the sofa in the living room. It wasn't very cool outside either, so I sat down instead.
For reasons unknown, my heart started beating fast, but only for no more than 6 beats. As if announcing his arrival, my housemate came out from his room as well. It wasn't just hot in my room it would seem.
After hearing me blab about the hot weather like an old grandpa, my housemate asked me if I had heard about a friend's passing. I was stunned. I didn't hear anything.
He told me he found out on our whatsapp group. I jumped out of the sofa and rushed into my room, grabbing my neglected smartphone.
It was Ijam. Last I saw him was about a year ago. I have not spoken to him since. We weren't that close, he was considerably older than me. I knew him through my father.
I didn't know he was sick. Another member of the group didn't know either, so he asked.
Apparently he passed away just a few hours ago, around Isyak. After taking his wudhu, he felt light-headed and nearly fell down, that people had to hold him up.
He then proceeded to sujud. And he was of this world no more.
MasyaAllah. Innalillah.
Sometimes God gives us the clearest of signals, yet we turn away from it.
I feel as though I am a bubble, floating aimlessly in the vast ocean. I am being pushed by waves up and down, left and right, back and forth.
I do not know where the waves are pushing me, or whether I am even moving from that same spot at all. But I do know that this bubble has not yet popped.
I do not know when that will be, but I know it is not now, and that can only mean there is a purpose to all this seemingly-endless drifting.
But the ocean is immensely vast, and with no end in sight the thought of floating above one treacherous wave after the other can sometimes be overwhelming.
Everything happens for a reason. No matter how small and insignificant this one tiny bubble is, it exists for a reason.
Perhaps one day we will all find out. Until then, live your life to the fullest.
Peace. :)
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