Life is a struggle. Or is it not?

People oftentimes say that life is a constant struggle. A fight. A battle. A war even.

And it is often that these conflict is for the betterment of oneselves. "A struggle to make MY life better"

But who is it that we struggling against? Who is the enemy? The thing or person that we always confront?

While for many, the simple answer (excuse more likely) is the people or their surroundings, look deep enough and more often than not, it is the Self that we find ourself against. The person looking back directly at us when we stare into the mirror.

When we fight ourselves to make things better, what does it say about us and our inner beliefs? Apply some courage and one thing is clear.

We fight that version of ourselves that DO NOT want things to better. That version of us that like the way things are (even if it is painful) for fear of the unknown will send shivers down many spines.

That conversation that says, "better to deal with the evils that I know than the ones that I don't". The conversation that keeps us stuck in our present predicament.

At this point, the biggest question to be asked is "Really, do I WANT to change? Because if I'm struggling to change, then perhaps I don't want change in the first place!"

If we want change, just be the change. Be free, be brave be bold and embrace it.

Because to resist it just says we do not want it.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others." - Marianne Williamson

Why Oh Why?

What can I say?

"Why oh why?"

"Beware of a new type of terrorist attack, one that will cripple supplies to the front lines and block roads for hours!"

"I know you might hate Petronas, but this?!"

"How the hell he could have underestimated the size of his lorry is beyond me"

"IT WILL FIT IN!!"

"I could drive through it last week!"

"I'm quite sure I was driving in my car..."

"I thought the barrier was for the buses!"

"I thought the handbrake was engaged"

"I thought I was still in neutral!"

"Ah... NOW we can get in"

Thanks to whoever took the photo. You made my day! Had a great hearty laugh!

Indecisions: Laugh, Anger and Shock

Take a good look at the picture above.

Well, I used to stay in an apartment. So one day we came back and the sight of used a used condom hanging from our window pane greeted us. That thing you see above.

While Mimie writhing in anger, I quickly got Iqmal to check it out. I was hysteric already by then.

In laughter.

Iqmal then joined me in our uncontrolled laughter.

We even laughed about it many times over the next few days.

I swear to god I cant stop laughing about it till this day. And even as I'm typing this.

I really should be angry aren't I?

HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAH!!

A name in any other place...

The whole world will recognise the name as arguably the best footballer in the world at the moment.

But in Malaysia...

It is but a biscuit.

The road once taken

The road once taken lay before me
Begs me a decision
Retracing, Detracting
Of familiar experience
Of new adventures

The maybes?
Reminisce or mystery
Of noticing an ignorant past journey
Until a desicion
The road once taken still lay before me

My sweet longing

The bridge between us is stretched

With a Miracle that defies the norm

As stretched is it may seem

Stronger thus its core will be

Linger on your presence is

Even though you're not with me

Within me you still exist

Always more than just a memory

I long for the sweetness of you

When you fill my heart with glee

The scent of the morning dew

A touch that brings life in me

I long for the anger you show

And your fiery vulnerability

The daily naggings in my ear

Your heart when you share your fear

I long for the spirit you bring

Contagious an infection it is

Though you never ever seem to see

You're always a sunshine to me

This longing that I am feeling

Stabs me where it hurts the most

I can't explain this hurting emotion

Yet addictive and intoxicating

All the beauty and sorrow we share

It colours my life indefinitely

No other choices will I make

But the sweet longing that you bring.

You teach some by what you say...

Tell and instruct. This is wrong, that is wrong. It should be this way. Thats not how you do it. Typical teachers. Just say, not knowing whats inside. Telling me what to do. Thats the correct way. Instructor.

...teach more by what you do... ...

See how I do it. Thats how I used to do it. Look at the way I do things. Doing. The how. The method. The way. Be an example in methodology. Manager.

but most of all, you teach most by who you are.

Just be me. Be you.

Inspire. Aspire. Leader.