It's been almost 1/2 a year since I somehow stopped having night outs. Reason? I dunno. I guess I do not have too many friends that share a common interest anymore since I lost my job. I stayed home most of the time and took up cooking and washing as a hobby. I am a house-dad for now, yet I must insist, it's very enjoyable. I am getting good a noticing the virtual transaction of sens and ringgits around the house. The household budget becomes clearly visible to me as I perform these jobs and we can almost say we can now easily switch the tab here and there. Trust me, we are on a tight budget mode now, fearing the impacts of the rising food price.
Well, I got out tonight. I ran out of cooking oil and decided to ride my kapchai to the nearest shop. It drizzled along the way, but I went straight on anyway.
I was thinking, the way it drizzled today, is funny. Its not a downpour. Not a thunderstorm. An dof course its not also 'hujan panas', like the malays say it.
The drizzle made me feel funny. I tried to be a little superstituous. Let my thought ran wild through what I had observed.
I think the sign was good for us. The drizzle brings benefit to many. I remembered the occasions of heavy downfall throughout these recent years. Brought nothing good to any of us. Literally nothing good.
This time around its drizzle. Lets hope for a 'good' friday for all of us. I guess afterall, its us, the real asset, that they really had in mind. Its us up for grabs. Lets hope that they finally decided to win our hearts.
We can go out fighting. But I guess, in a civilised world, its better if we can send out a clear message. People would fear most, the silence, heavily forested part of the jungle after all. And that would be us, the people.
Its not we are afraid or simply ignorant. Its being wise. We believe the supremacy of God.
Sometimes I would just read and watch the current events like a game. Many times I would get carried away myself. However, as in most cases, just in time as I was about getting drifted away, my hope fell back to God seeking for His Mercy.
Let me tell you though, the restaurants here are empty. It could perhaps be because of the current break most soccer leagues are on. But most of them are empty. And that includes the joints where people go out for entertainment. The people may be up to something. I just hope everybody is renewing their submission to God.
We are the survivors. We survived and we will survive again. Lets hope for a 'good' friday.
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