Wednesday, August 31, 2011

ACCIDENTAL CRIME

I was in the train, listening to the mp3 music playing loudly. The ambient was noisy with people chatting while some sleep. My phone rang. It's my mom. I picked up the phone, hearing heavy breathes of my mom. I asked her why and what happened. She took a deep breath and said " accident. Your father had an accident. " and hangs up. I panicked. I dash out of the train and took a cab home. While cabbing back, i saw people surrounding at an area nearby the road infront of my house. Reached, I quickly ran across the road, breaking in through the crowded people, and saw my dad lying down on the road, with his motorcycle far away at the pedestrians path.

I shouted " WHO DID THIS?! "
with everyone staring at me, wondering who am i. I ignores them, and ask my mom instead. It was a taxi who crashes with my dad's motor. Frustrated, i look up, and glare at the taxi driver. Couldnt control my temper, i walked towards him, pulling up his collar shirt,shouting " You did this? who's gonna bare the consequences? I have 2 siblings with a housewife mom, who's going to work and earn money for us if not our my father? now look what you've done to him. Now speak, how this thing happen!" He went speechless and i knew,he was at fault. I then cool myself down. I didnt know what else to do but to wait for the ambulance. Watching my mom crying brought me to tears.

Soon later, the ambulance came and picked my father up. But my father was conscious at that time, with him screaming in pain. It hurts to see. I really do. All i could do was see him suffer in pain. He then recovers few months later, but now, with a bionic knee cap. He walks normally, and lives normally like before. But i know until now, he's still suffering the pain. But Im proud to have a strong father, still working hard at the dirty, stuffy factory with heavy duty and overtime work just to support us, the family. He's forever my hero in life.

Soon later, while walking to school, I saw a familiar face walking towards me, just that i couldnt remember who. He said hello to me. Well i replied him back without asking who is he. We walk pass one another. But suddenly i feel a sudden punch behind my back. I fell down, feeling hurt, i scolded vulgars while turning back. It was the familiar guy whom i barely remember. But my mind suddenly brights up, and remembers he was the taxi driver whom knocked on my father causing the accident. I stood up and ask him whats with him punching me down. He shouted he came by just to have vengeance. My knees suddenly shaken with fear. Seconds later he gave me the second punch, now at my face. I got shocked! With the anger now, i fought back when the police came and arrest both of us. I was badly hurt, blue blacks and scars all over me. Inside the police car, i cried. Thinking about my family and my future.

At the station, I was being asked by 2 policemen sitting infront. To what causes the fight. I said i was self defending myself as he gave me 2 punches first at the back and face. The police can see it, and then questioned the taxi driver. Soon later i was dismiss from the station, but saw both my parent waiting outside. I ran and cried to them for forgiveness. While at the back, i heard the taxi driver shouting vulgars to me. He was sentence for months for guilty of the accident and violence.

I was relieved when everything came to an end. Living the normal life again with my family. From then onwards, i became a much wiser person and cherish what i have now.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Song of my life

Jason Mraz - Life Is Wonderful

This song have different meaning to each part of my life. From hate to love. And how i accept myself after listening to this song.




Through the long days. Through the hard nights. It's life. This song makes me love the simple things in life. Everything we do in life goes in circles. Life in general is gift. It works magically and mysteriously. Sometimes, it gives me curiosity. Life is all about twist and turns. This song reminds me when i was 16. Having my N levels and having a bad relationship with my girlfriend (ex). I didnt know why life suddenly turn soo hard, pushing me to the ground. Like im a sinner suffering in hell. I cant cope studying. I was a top student for 3 years in my secondary life as im in Normal Technical stream. Its easy for me for the past few years until i had a gf. Everything changed. I have to manage my time well, make things balance. But eventually, i failed to do so. I was having depression since then. Feels like theres no one around to give me a hand.



From that day, i start sleeping in class, saying vulgars, misbehaving, like how i used to be when i was younger, in my primary school days. Skipping school while leaving my bag in class and such. Things changed. Since the day, I try to avoid myself from meeting my girlfriend. I successfully did that and manage to cope back with my studies. But then, sooner i've found out that she's in a relationship with another guy. That broke my heart totally. I trusted her soo much, yet, she did that to me. All i did was cry on that spot i was standing, looking at her smiling widely with that guy. Since then, i start hating my life.



Few weeks before N levels, i was called by the councilor. I didnt want to seek them for help at first. But I decided to give it a try. So i went and speak out all whats on my mind. I felt relieved. Suddenly i feel like theres someone is really there for me, listening to every detail, trying to help. And thats when the councilor said

"Life is wonderful. Things may change for the worst, but the good will always comes later."



I really keep those words of the councilor and she asked me to listen to this song, Life is wonderful by Jason Mraz. And so, when i got home, i listen to it while reading out the lyrics. It brought me to tears. I didnt know life can be as wonderful like the rainbow in the sky. Colourful and shine. Then i start talking about my problems to my mum. She is soo concerned about me, she bring me to east coast by the beach, listening to the waves, my mom starts comforting me. Saying

" You've always been a good son of me. Why did you change? I'd love to see you bright and shine in future, with suit and tie, smart and successful. Dont just do it for yourself. You do it for me too. Because i love you more than any girls out there i promise you. Son,will you do this favour for me? Will you?"



It brought me to tears again. Ive realised now that im not alone in this world. All this while, i always have my family being there for me,holding my back incase i fall. I start putting myself again, and prepare for my N levels. The results weren't as bad as what i thought! Top 10 in class, well, at least. And till now, i see myself as a successful person. Without these people i love, i wont be here to where i am now. They're my life savior. And im stronger than before.

Friday, August 5, 2011

My memorable childhood

My little hand, wrap around my mother's finger. Still young, with nothing to regret, and life was easy. Dad taught me how to read while mom always fetch me from school and we would eat together for lunch at the MacDonalds for kids meal to get toys. Those times were different from now. Living the life i wanted, dreamed to be a doctor when i grow up, its just my perspective when I was 4. Pictures of my childhood room runs on my mind, brought me to tears. Life isnt as perfect as before.

I remember going to the beach with my parents, enjoying the breeze and sound of the waves. Leaning how to make sandcastles and hunting for seashells with dad was just amazing. Even the smallest thing that dad did, will always be funny to me. My dad pampered me since I was young. I get anything, almost everything that i wanted.

Until i was 7, things changed. I was a misbehaved student in school. Thats when dad starts to be strict with me. I failed most of my subjects and dad have no choice but to cane me (i think). I was badly dragged from the living room to his room, with his big cane, hitting me hard shouting to me with anger. That change the way i look at him. I tend to be scared of him, didnt dare to face him. Having the thought of him hating me as his son. From that day, we rarely talk.

But as i came to realised, that everything he do, is for my own benefit. Cause without his care and concern for my life, i wouldnt know what i'll end up as i grow up. Im glad I’ve changed, but the fear still stays with me, dear dad.