Thoughts Milling About

Someone close to us just passed away. Life in this world is too short, we learn. Yet ... We slog it out, day in day out. We trudge through this miserable life. We wonder, sometimes, to what end. One fine day we wake up, look around and ask, How did I become like this? Where have all the years gone? Thinking of that someone close who has left us and this world, we realize that life in the next world is long. Life there sasts longer than that drumming bunny with batteries. Going ... going ... going ... No! Life in the next world is not long! Life in the next world is never-ending. Forever. No termination. No end. No more death. Infinity and beyond. If one hundred years is long, imagine living forever. Living forever ... miserably? Or, happily? That depends on what we do in this short life. Again we look back and ask, Where have the years gone? Now we realize that we have a lot of catching up to do. We wonder if we have enough time left to make up for all those years gone...

Thank you for your interest. Please email to jomhatyai@thoughtsmill.com to receive updates and dates or to ask for more details. Hatyai is a really great place to eat. The food is delicious, cheap and most importantly halal. Itinerary for a one-night stay As a summary Friday night 10.30 pm depart on bus from Puduraya straight into Hatyai (RM 50) Saturday 9 am arrive Hatyai for breakfast; Check-in hotel (RM 100 for a spanking new 3.5 star hotel) Sunday 12 noon depart Hatyai to KL (RM 50) Sunday 10 pm arrive KL Length of stay This is a two-night trip. The first night is spent sleeping in the bus, the second night in a hotel. Budget Bus and hotel cost RM 200. Food and local travel cost RM 150 max. Shopping money cost RM 0 to infinity. Let us start our journey with bus from Puduraya to Hatyai. The journey up north Have you seen double-deck buses plying our highways? Don't they look nice and comfy? Have you ever stepped inside one of those? I choose the bus as my transport because ...

When I am in a difficulty I tend to focus on the pain that I have to go through. I lament about my fate and misfortune. I begin asking, "Why is this happening to me?" Most often than not I attribute the reason of my misfortune to everything else except me. Well, probably a little bit on me but the bulk of the reason will still be elsewhere. When I get tired of sulking I will finally ask, "Why me?" The answer is simple. Everything happens for a reason. Of course, God Who Has All The Knowledge of The Heavens and The Earth knows best. But my answer to the Why is: God The Most Benevolent still loves me. He loves me enough to give me a wake up call. The wake up call comes in the form of tests. Tests come every day. Tests are difficult because the lessons don't come cheap. Lessons? What lessons? Of course I can't see the lessons because I have been busy asking "Why." If I think less of "Why is this happening to me?" and think more of ...

Sod ba ro. Sabar. Tiga huruf saja jika dieja dalam bahasa arab. Lebih mudah untuk disebut dari dibuat. Perit hati, menggelodak perut, menggigil satu badan untuk menahan sabar. Kekuatan yang diperlukan untuk sabar tidak diperolehi dalam sehari dua. -- Sent from my mobile device

anda pernah tonton wayang kulit? dalam wayang kulit, ada banyak watak. contohnya etong. kadang2 ada gergasi bertaring panjang, entah apa nama dia. lain scene, lain watak. watak boleh tukar. tapi tok dalangnya tetaplah orang yang sama. tukang pukul gong dan tukang tiup seruling pun orang yang sama. rasanya begitulah juga pemerintahan amerika. etong ka, gergasi ka, yang di belakang tabir tetaplah you-know-who. awatnya, kalau si gelap ni jadi presiden, amerika tak perlukan minyak lagi? ada cara lain untuk amerika dapat minyak kalau bukan dengan langgar negara orang? change? it was only a slogan to subliminally get voters to do just that at the voting booth, change. in the real world, change setakat warna saja la. dari orang putih jadi orang gelap. polisi mungkin tukar. tapi niat atau intent polisi tetaplah sama, yakni nak protect tok dalang.