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我看见你眼中的问号
我忽冷忽热的心让你捉摸不着
你的心中有很多省略号
感情的点滴怎么抹也抹不掉
你说你不再期盼惊叹号
暧昧的关系早已让你感觉倦了

没有答案的问号堆积着一天一天
没完没了的省略号拖着一点一点
再多的爱没能让你安然入眠
再多的情也成了过往云烟
爱情里有太多的标点符号
却总是画不出一个等号

当我们的感情被画上逗点
我知道句点将不再遥远
不再遥远

我心里住着一个小孩
从过去跳跃到未来
总不会安分地守着现在

我心里住着一个小孩
放不开对家的依赖
却又常常找机会溜出外

快不快乐 他从不计较
只知道不哭的时候就会笑
爱或不爱 他从不烦恼
只要伸出手就会有人抱抱
只是只是
当现实不饶人 岁月催人老
那个住在心里的小孩
一天一点被吓跑

一天又一天 一年又到此
一个完全属于我的日子
将思绪好好收拾
看看生活还剩下多少坚持

朋友捎来久违的消息
说 :“朋友我还没忘记你,
希望你也没忘记自己”
唤醒了遥远但熟悉的曾经

我想许愿是奢侈的期许
对于一切我只懂珍惜
快不快乐 我都可以
只要心中有个叫回忆的东西

如果许愿是生日额外的祝礼
请给我对未来的信心
让梦想不再遥不可及

朋友后来寄了张小卡
说:“迟来的祝福不要紧,
重要是你没误了自己”

明福之验尸案拖拖拉拉有三个月了,反反复复的供证,从浩浩荡荡开幕到零零散散的花絮报导到现代宋慈出现后真相呼之欲出的如今。。。会是柳暗花明吗?
还是又像总稽查司的例行报告一样,让人哗然以后就急急散场,不了了之到明年今天再来见证一场更荒唐的数目字?
也或许可能,会像占据各大华文报章新闻头条连环直击报导的马华党争一样,闹得死去活来打生打死到窝里反后又四两拨千斤地离奇回到原点?

我想,其实我们都已习惯了这样的形式好多年了,只是当事情演变得一年比一年精彩,一次比一次要嚣张时候,我可没这样的宽宏大量了。
当你忍无可忍时,就无需再忍了!!
308的政治海啸显然没有起到太大的化学作用,心中的那把火是该把它烧得更凶更大的了!
那些还固执的死忠,请你稍微用你还可运用的细胞活动一下,你就会知道只要旧的不去,报告只会越写越夸张,你我的生活越水深火热,与我无痛无痒的他人的豪宅就越建越豪!
新的未必好,但至少,那是唯一还可以托付希望的!
难道你还想等,等到再一个明福出现?如是,那让你我祈祷那将不会是你和我。
那些还置身事外的凡人,以为出淤泥不染,殊不知人已身在江湖,在家在外都与政治息息相关,而如今实情已迫在眉梢,你想逃已逃不及了,却还以为自己是一股清流,不受大气候影响!
请撇开你的莲花论,面对现实吧!
那些还想逃之夭夭的俗子,我只有一句忠告,逃得出家门,逃不出问题!你的自私只是让你在他国过着人家的生活,丧失根本,如同蒲公英只能漂流人间,没实质意义。
留下吧,留下来凝聚多一份力量,我们才是真正的主人!

我不认识明福,也没亲眼看见那血淋淋的照片,但我的心却在淌血。。。勒颈,拖曳,殴腿,插肛门。。。原来在这一组人把他带走时,已下定决心要他的命了,什么背后力量可以促使这样一个一级谋杀的使命,我越想,心也就越不寒而栗,那样的无法无天让我心惊胆颤地过着日子,眼看着已发生的悲剧一宗又一宗地浮上来,却无能为力,更叫人心寒的是,这样的悲剧会再发生,或还在不为人知地发生着!!!

我不是什么伟人,不想成大事立大业,
作为一个还有心跳和感受的人,我只想请求你们,将心比心,用你手中掌握的一票,还给你我一个健康的体制!
求求你们帮帮忙吧!

梦见已逝的父亲,梦醒时若有所失地泪如雨下。

却在这一刻,我15个月大的儿子也醒了,向我点了几下头,那是他要喝奶的表示。
于是起身给他泡奶。

儿子喝着奶的时候,我的情绪还是调不过来。

他喝完了奶,看见我不停掉落的泪水,递给我他的抱枕,又递给我他的枕头。
我接着抱枕和枕头,眼泪还是没法停止。。。

结果,我那可爱的小宝贝竟把他含着的奶嘴取出来,递给了我。

我哭笑不得地抱着我的小宝贝,告诉他,“谢谢你,宝贝,妈妈没事,妈妈只是想起了公公而已。”



我记得那是我先生生日的早上。


觉得有必要把这份窝心给记下来,永远地留住这份感动。

有一个被俘虏的军人巧遇幸存的伙伴,他问:“你已宽恕那些囚禁你的人吗?”
这位幸存的伙伴说:“不可能。”
军人再问:“那你仍然在他们的监禁下?”

。。。。。。

YANG BULAT TIDAK AKAN DATANG MENGOLEK;
YANG LEPER TIDAK AKAN DATANG MELAYANG。

。。。。。。

MAY THERE BE ENOUGH CLOUDS IN YOUR LIFE TO MAKE A BEAUTIFUL SUNSET!

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生命只不过是一出我们不得不演出的戏
在我们不愿揭幕时开演
又在我们不愿落幕时结束

。。。。。。


星星是漂亮的
因为一朵看不见的花
使沙漠漂亮的
是它在某一个地方藏了一口井

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请不要仅仅喜欢画里的一抹风采
却讨厌一整幅画
脱离了其他成就其生命的笔意
一抹风采也只不过是平淡的一抹颜色

。。。。。。

其实任何故事都是一样的
合在书里时平平静静
一掀开又是一番悲欢离合

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我享受孤独,但其实从来未曾渴望孤单
如果真有温热的关怀使在寒冬赤足走过冰雪的旅人得到温暖,我要。

。。。。。。

最困苦的时候,没有时间去流泪
最危急的时候,没有时间去迟疑

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我们站着,只为告诉别人自己还没有倒下。

当你发觉
你越来越懂得用笑容来面对忧伤
你身边的亲朋越少却都是真心和交心的
你所要的理想越少因为好多都已实现了
而对你的离别已可以用开怀的心去对待
对感慨和遗憾都能用珍惜现在去弥补
而你也开始不会只求天天如意事事顺心
但求有颗天天感恩事事知足的心
你就知道你不但已成长,而且还永远保存了一颗年轻的心!

写于25.7.2000 的我

我从来是这样认为的,当你认真去对待生活时,生活是不会亏待你的。
时时刻刻提醒自己,懂得欣赏身边小小的美就是一种大大的幸福。 可我很久以前却听过这样的话,当你需要提醒自己的时候,你其实已经是陷下去了。

但我坚持相信,只要心态上准备好了,一切就易办得多了!


所幸,工作和生活已占据了我大部分的时间,精神,和情绪。于是,我以为忙碌是真的可以让人忘却烦恼的,不是逃避,不是麻醉,而是转移,分散注意力。一旦忙碌使心中产生一种充实及满足感,不开心的事好像也变的没那么伤了。
只是,忙碌了以后呢?
还有,在忙碌和忙碌之间的空档呢?

忙碌会再来,忙碌和忙碌之间的空档也不会太久,熬得住的,我想。



一直都觉得自己是属于坚强的,虽然我爱哭。然而不久前我才发现,我有必要比我自以为是的坚强要坚强上千万倍,才可以面对生命中掌握不住的变数。

当永远失去一个人的时候,才知道什么是真正的思念。



不想勉强自己,也不想设下期限,真真切切地放纵自己去体会那其中的心情转折,可以有多心折,多疼,多痛,多磨人。。。完完整整地体验自己每个心情阶段的变化。

我坚信我最终所抵达的,会是最平静,最辽阔,且最踏实的心理状态,只有思念,没有难过,只有回忆,没有眼泪。


在那个时候,没有什么可以再带走什么,因为他,已经住在我的心里了。

隔天,警察去找了Vada的父亲。Vada的父亲支支吾吾地婉转地把事实告诉她:"Thomas 是对任何东西都敏感的,包括蜜蜂的叮,Thomas死了。”Vada伤心透了,关在房里不吃不喝不睡也不出房门。然而,Vada的父亲却在这时忙着处理Thomas的丧礼,而没去理会她的女儿。于是,Shelly对他说:“你不可以只是顾着那些死人,人生不是只有死亡才值得关心,活着的人更需要你的关心,尤其是你女儿。”其实,这些“死人”除了那些“顾客”以外,还包括他已逝的妻子,Vada的亲生母亲。

这时,Vada冲了进来,看见躺在棺木上的Thomas,问道:“你起来跟我一起爬树好吗?你说过要做体育家的,你的眼镜呢?他的眼镜在哪里?他没有眼镜是看不见的。。。”Vada的父亲和Shelly尝试阻拦她,可她却似箭地冲了出去找她暗恋的老师。一个她曾经为了去上他的写作成人班而偷了Shelly的钱的老师。她抱着老师说:“老师,你不是说过要把心中的话表达出来吗?老师,我爱你!”老师尝试向她解释的同时,他的未婚妻走了出来。原来老师下个月就要结婚。

Vada难过地跑到那熟悉的河边,爬上那棵大树,站在树干上摇摇欲坠地。

回到家里,看见如热锅上蚂蚁的Shelly,Vada感受到从所未有的母爱,对Shelly的恨消失了。父亲看见平安回来对Vada说:“我以为我可以隐藏,但我失败了,我每当看到她喜欢的东西,我就会想起她。”“就如我看见一棵树,我会想起Thomas一样。”Vada接着说。

“是的,回忆是好的。”Vada的父亲说。

望着父亲离去的背影,Vada第一次对自己说:“其实我的父亲也不是那么坏的。”然后对着Thomas母亲的背影喊着:“请伯母放心,我母亲一定会照顾Thomas的。”


几天后,Thomas的母亲来了,递了一枚戒指给她说:“这是Thomas去世时手里紧紧握住的,我想你应该想要拥有它。”Thomas的母亲并不知道其实这枚戒指原本就属于Vada。

Vada把戒指戴在无名指上,戒指的颜色变了,是蓝色,深蓝色。是忧郁的蓝色?还是海阔天空的蓝色?

Vada再次回到写作成人班时,已是最后一堂课。因为老师即将结婚了。Vada写了一首诗,在诗的结尾时,她是这样念着的:“虽然他们都不在了,但他们却永远在我的心中。”念完诗的Vada早已哭成泪人。

在结束前的那一幕,Vada和一位女同学从学校出来,愉快地踏着脚车,奔向光明的未来。

而我的眼泪从Thomas丧礼开始就一直没停过。。。
这部电影的名字叫“The Girl",是我在1998年看过的一部电影,却是我在2009年还在找寻的一部电影。

Early at 7am, woke up, getting ready for the day.

Drove my little car and left home for work. Heading to the highway, as usual, the traffic was either slow or non-moving. Long queue at the touch n go lane. I see, our smart tag system was not functioning again. For what the smart tag is there, I don’t know.

On the way, stopped at the petrol station to pump petrol. Oh, almost forgotten, the petrol is going to increase again next month. Oh, sorry, it’s an unfair statement. In actual fact, we are given options. It is open for you and me to opt for the cheaper petrol, if we want to, no hard and fast rule that you and me must use the better one, if cost is an issue.

Stuck at the exiting toll, hate this. This time, was it lorry or bus broke down, accident or landslide? Oh no, for this day, the radio said there was this construction going on, for what purpose I don’t know, and why it had to be at this congested hours I don’t know, for how long the construction will take I don’t know, and why advance notice was not given I also don’t know.

One good hour passed and I finally got out of the toll which I did not know why should I pay after all this jam. What to do except getting mad again when the toll charges increase the next time.

Reached the court and saw this big slogan outside the court says “Buat Kerja”. I wonder, prior to this slogan, the people here were not supposed to work.

“All cases adjourned as the judge was transferred.” I was given a 3 months' date. Why the judge was transferred within such a short notice I don’t know.

Sitting at the cafeteria, taking breakfast n browsing through the newspapers and saw this “Suspected suicide case as no sign of struggling”. Immediately I lost my appetite, wrapped the papers up with nasi lemak, all gone into the dustbin. I must believe that the papers was meant for 3 years old child.

Walking out from the court, driving back to office. Being stopped for speeding. IC and driving license given. “U nak Samankah?” Who would want a summons to be issued against him/her, perhaps you could tell me. I was caught driving at 100km/h at a highway with limit of 80km/h, what could I do? I did not have a choice, despite the fact that I have no idea why the limit is fixed at 80km/h for a highway like this? Even my little car could exceed that limit. “Please give me a Summons. I am rushing.” I was asked to go instead. I learned the trick, if you do not want to be summoned, you must ask to be summoned.

Reached office. Cleared some work and went out for meeting. Again I had to use the toll. I could be considered a very frequent toll user as my monies go to the toll not less than 3 times per working day. So, if person like me can’t enjoy the 20% discount for the 80 trips toll as promoted, who will be the lucky person, I really don’t know.

Meeting ended late so I drove home straight. It was raining. As usual, the traffic was slower during rainy days. Which part of the road or highway was flooded again, I don’t know. Flash flood is a norm in this big city we are staying. Is our rain too big or our drain too small? Perhaps
someone could enlighten me on this.

Reached home, received a mail from Inland Revenue telling that the refund for excess tax paid is yet to be processed as they are in the midst of investigation. It is interesting if we could find out how the investigation was conducted without asking us to provide the relevant documents or information. For refund involving slightly more than one hundred Malaysian Ringgit, investigation is still in the process after 4 months from the date of submission. With this personal experience, I think I can understand better now why they took endless years to investigate cases involve millions and billions.

Took my dinner and watched the news on TV. Everything seems alright. Nothing big happened means good news, right? But once started to surf the net, wow, I was like entering a totally different world, it did not look as alright as I was impressed upon by the media. Which is which then? At the very least, there are different voices out there for us to hear. It’s now up to you and me to use our wisdom to decide which is which then.

Almost done for the day and it was time to go to sleep. Hurray, one day nearer to the day which I am excitedly looking forward to, to exercise my right as an ordinary citizen, and to witness another victory of people power!

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