Selfish Mama Bear

Once there was a happy family living in the woods. Papa Bear, Mama Bear, Big Bro Bear, Second Bro Bear and Little Bear. The Bear family was the happiest family you can ever imagine. They weren't rich but they're complacent. But God always has plans for everyone in the world. One fine day, Papa Bear went out to hunt for food for his family. As winter was approaching, he needed to make sure that they had enough food to last the winter. It has been hours and there wasn't even a rat in sight! "What a day!", thought Papa Bear. Just as he was turning to go back to his house, he caught a glimpse of something moving. To the left! To the right! Aha! It was a big fat deer. Papa Bear was all ready to strike. 1...2...and off he charged towards the deer. It was like a hare and turtle race. The deer was too fast for Papa Bear to catch up to. And suddenly, 'Bang!' Papa Bear's vision blurred and soon was all black. A hunter shot Papa Bear in the chest and like God just snapped his fingers, he died.

Mama Bear was devastated by Papa Bear's death. It was a really tough period for all of them. Mama Bear knew that she would have to raise the cubs alone. She said to God, "You have taken my loved one away from me, you can't take my cubs away from me."

As years passed by, the cubs have grown into big bears and all were out to live on their own with their families except Little Bear. "Son, I'm not getting any younger. You will have to find a companion in life to take care of you when I'm gone", said Mama Bear. "Mom, I'm not leaving you. I shall take care of you for the rest of my life". That was what Little Bear replied.

One day, while Little Bear was hunting in the woods, he came across an injured sow. He took pity on her and nursed her back to health. As if it was God's plan, they fell in love and soon became a couple. Cutey Bear then lived with Little Bear and Mama Bear because her house was burnt down in a forest fire. Mama Bear was very happy at first, for Little Bear has found someone whom he loved and would take care of him when she's gone.

"You have taken my loved one away from me, you can't take my cubs away from me." Oh wait. That was what she told God years ago when Papa Bear died. Would Cutey Bear steal Little Bear away from her? We shall see. As time went by, she can't help feeling that Cutey Bear would steal Little Bear away from her. Why was she feling that way? Was it because of her hormone? Was it because of menopause? LOL. Well, ask her. Mama Bear then began acting really ridiculously when she was with Cutey Bear, just so that she could embarass her. She would interrupt conversations between the love birds just so she could stop Cutey Bear from talking to Little Bear. Or she would talk louder so that Little Bear couldn't hear what Cutey Bear was saying. What a devil.

Cutey Bear was angry because of how Mama Bear treated her. She won't feel sad because she don't deserve to be treated this way. All she can do is to pray to God so that Mama Bear would stop acting like a demented hag who tried so hard to get Little Bear's attention and love. Maybe God could help wave his magic wand and nudge this into Mama Bear's head: Little Bear's love towards Cutey Bear is pure love, passion for one another. And Little Bear's love towards Mama Bear is a mother and son love.

It is universal that children will one day have to leave their parents to have their own families. However, children should not forget their responsibility towards their parents. And parents should not interfere too much in their children's families. Can a bird learn how to fly without falling onto the floor many times? Will they have stronger determination each time they fall?

God save the tortured ones out there TT

Flashback

It's 15 hours 55 minutes to the new year as I begin to write this. This year has been a rough one. It's the year of an ox, not a cow. So I presume it's full of bullshit LOL. I've had many broken hearted experiences in this year alone and truth be told; I hate all of them. The betrayal of trust and people slowly emerging from beneath the mask that conceals their beastly behavior. How I wish I can really knock the lights out of them.

I came across something that made me doubt the fact that men are reliable creatures. I went to bed with a sour and aching heart. Here's a dash of my emotions:

Cheat

It's like a drug for an emergency
Some take it frequently
Some take it like Tic Tac
Some call it a necessity
And some call it a just-in-case.

You can scramble it;
and it spells 'teach'
Well it does teach everyone a lesson
Some time ago,
now and in the future.

One will never know
a thing's worth,
till it's gone.
Tears and broken hearts
open eyes that are closed;
shut by the littlest things
that they call privacy.

Men and women,
live and love like every second
is coming to an end.
Let 'cheat' be not
a fraction,
No! Not a fraction
in our lives.

I hope this poem will find its way to the conscience of everyone who's reading it.

~I love like I never loved. I give like I never gave. And I ask for nothing but to be Loved~ @.@

Reflections

The year 2009 has marked both good and bad memories along the diary of my life. To start off with, I went for a teaching practicum in March and ended in June. It was a terrific experience but tiring as well. I travelled 2 hours everyday to and from school. Then I paid RM6.40 for the toll. By the time I reached home, I'm half dead (out of sheer exhaustion). Then I was employed as a part time lecturer which was for 3 months plus. It was one hell of an experience, totally the opposite of my teaching practicum experience in school.

Hairstyle is very much a part of me. I love having different kinds if hairstyle. In fact, i had 4 different hairstyle this year alone. First, a normal ponytail. Second, bob cut. Third, shorter Rihanna-hair-cut-gone-wrong. And the latest one, well it's hard to describe; short but stylish LOL. I'd love to color my hair but I was told to prioritize my image as a lecturer. Oh well so much for the stereotyping from other people.

I was supposed to start my masters programme this December but due to some so-called "complications", it was postponed to next semester, in June/July. One thing about these Wanton GS is that they take their job for granted. They think they have a very secured job; hence customers' needs are neglected. That is the main reason why I don't have good impression on GS. They just sucks. Ironically, wherever you go, you will see the sign "Senyum" and "Budi Bahasa Budaya Kita". When you reached the counter, be prepared to be served with a sour face. Why bother to work if you're not commited to your profession or organization?

Well I hope the year 2010 (year of the Tiger) will be a better year for all, especially my family, my loved one and my friends. The clock is ticking, and so is our age. I'll be 25 next year! Can I believe that? Yes! Life is too short to be wasted away worrying about the little things. I have great plans for my family and myself as well. Then again, we can only plan, let God decide. All the best for the new year.

Happy new year =)

Enlightened

The love for words has prompted me to create this blog. I read a friend's blog earlier on and was touched by his undying enthusiasm towards his profession in teaching. It's hard to get a very good educator nowadays; considering the fact that people join the teaching line as a last resort. I myself am not a very good example LOL. I aspired to become a writer someday. I just love putting words down onto papers because they are like paintings, only they speak to our souls. My words often than not fell onto deaf ears. Only my best buddies listen to me (how sad is that). As a matter of fact, I'm going to make a journal out of this blog, in hopes of successfully convey my messages.

Enjoy reading ^^