Monday, January 19, 2015

I guess he is different...

Soon after his SPM exam, Jovial said he wanted to "chill and relax" for a short stint, he went travel a bit with his friends, then rested for a few days at home.

So when I casually asked him if he wanted to work part time, may be as a waiter or shop assistant like many of his friends, he said no. After hearing this, I thought he just wanted to continue to "chill and relax" until his result comes out.

Lo and behold, one day, he asked me if he could work as a car mechanic in my friend's workshop, I was stunned, I told him if he worked as a waiter, probably he could get some income like 900 to 1200 ringgit per month but he said that job would not let him learn some life skill.

Now he is into his third week working as a car mechanic, getting himself dirty, going under the car body, wrenching off the tires, changing lubricants, getting some scolding from my friends, learning to deal with "difficult" customers.

When I was asked by my friends what Jovial was working as he waits for his result, I told them "foreman", they said, my said was "different"..

P/S : Indeed he is different..

Friday, January 16, 2015

I am blessed..

It is funny how sometimes there are friends who are envious of me, I don't drive big cars, I don't stay in big bungalow and I don't wear branded suits, all I have is a great wife, two wonderful sons and some money in the bank, that's all and not forgetting I do have a great God.

Friends sometimes tell me, "you good lah, sons so well nurtured, wife earning well, you too business okay" at times listening what they say, it gives me the feeling that their compliments are tinged with envy and a bit of jealousy.

Looking back, I am indeed blessed,to sum it all up..thank God for the blessing

P/S : Everyday I am counting blessings

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Happy Birthday Dear

Happy Birthday dear.

Will always remember,27th September.
The birthday of my one and only love.
So many years we have been together
My love for you will always get stronger

May the Lord grant you good health
To enjoy the life we both share
Every day or our lives will be like birthday joy
Once again Happy Birthday dear.

P/S : I Love You

Monday, September 22, 2014

Now that he is 17

The time has finally come Jovial is 17 already (okay not by month or date but by year) and soon he will be sitting for his SPM.

As parent, one side of me is telling that I have full confidence in him but the other side of me is kind of worried of what lies ahead for him.

I guess I can only pray that the best will be what he wants it to be, therefore I shall wait and see.

P/S : Son, you can do it

Thursday, April 10, 2014

That's the way to go sons.

As a dad, I must say I am very proud of my two boys,even though they are not the top scorers in their studies but it is about their attitude that I am very proud of.

This year Jovial will be sitting for his SPM and to tell you the truth I am anxious about his so called preparation for it, thus I have been kind of nagging or bugging him as far as SPM is concerned and every time I do that he just nonchalantly telling this,"I know lah, don't worry dad"

So of late, I have been noticing him, really and diligently working out his schedules between play and study and just last night he said judging from his most recent exam, it was all okay.

Now back to Marvell, so he has changed to an entire environment and he is doing well and every time when I ask him, does he want to go for tuition classes, he just says that he can still well balance it.

He loves going to school he says and he loves to make friends and it seems that he is enjoying every bit of his school life and this is something I am very happy about cos going to school to him is not a drag but a joy.

P/S : Keep that spirit son......

Thursday, March 20, 2014

He is not that tough anymore....

I have got only one brother (of different father) and he had been a drug user since he was like 17 years old and now he is 54, he quit that vice about 10 years ago.

He is a very intelligent man but too bad that was not put to a good use, when he was small which I could remember, he was always "brain washed" by my grand mother that nobody loved him, nobody cared for him and my father (his step father) was ever so bad too him.

Since small, he harbored that resentment, he left house around the age of 16 years old, bad company came along and probably he thought that "drug" was his sanctuary and his solace, he stuck to it for many many years.

Fast forward to now, 3 years ago, he was diagnosed with neck cancer, 3rd stage he was told and suddenly this "tough" guy became so vulnerable, he is no longer that man that I once knew that even "death" would not scare him.

I keep in touch with him constantly,even though we had never been close but that dreaded disease has since bridged that void between the two of us, I love him and I wish he could feel it because I knew that he was never loved before.

Sadly, in his remaining days, his body weakens day by day, I knew he wanted to "make it up"  or to make amends with the rest of us, it doesn't really matter of the past anymore.

It is funny I have never seen a tear streaming down his eyes for as long as I could remember but now I can see some already.

May be the least I can do now, is to be there for him, to call him and making him feel that he has got a brother who still cares.

P/S : He ain't heavy , he's my brother

Friday, January 10, 2014

St John?

The other I was asking Marvell which extra co curriculum activities he wanted to join, he said he wanted to join mainly St John and Chess Club.

When I asked him why did he want to join St John, he shared this with me, he said. " Papa, St John can help me in the future when  become a doctor and I want to learn to help people now"

P/S : Thank God for his good heart and a good son

Friday, January 03, 2014

The school day blues

So, it was about 6.32 pm, I said to myself that I should stop running cos I wanted to wait for Marvell at the bus stop as he came back from school and I wanted to walk with him to the house after all it was his first day in secondary form.

As I waited and waited, there was not a slightest sight of his school bus and when I thought it was okay being the first day of school, the confusion, the waiting and what not then I continued to wait and waited I did.

Suddenly the sky was slowly being enveloped by darkness, took a check on my watch, it was close to 7.25pm and it began to drizzle yet there was still no sign of his school bus, how could it be?it was only less than a 3 KM distance from my house to his school.

Quickly, I ran back home and yes Marvell did call home, he said he and his friend missed the school bus and his friend quickly called his auntie to fetch them home.

The sad thing was, the school bus driver did not even call me to inform me that my son missed the bus and so when I called him, he had the gut to blame my son and his friend for being "dumb" to have missed the bus.

After so much thought and some other arrangements, I managed to "ditch" the bus driver and with some cooperation from Marvell's friend parents, we decided to pull our resources together  and put the pain behind and move one.

P/S : Thank God for everything

Friday, November 15, 2013


There are times when I am mad with you
Even more times when you are mad with me
But through it all, we have never failed to be
I am yours and you're my one and only.

The goodness of you feels like a gentle breeze
Sweeping through the years with your honesty
My weaknesses, you've helped me see
"Thank You" are the words I speak to thee.

Remembering those times, when money was not so easy.
You have never asked for Omega, Coach or Gucci
Even now God has blessed us steadily
But your priorities will never be for LV or Burberry.

Thank you dear for those 17 years, you stood by me
This I promise you on our 17th anniversary
Will always love you madly and deeply.

P/S : I Love You

Thursday, November 14, 2013

May be this is the beginning of a Pathologist in the making.....

Something has always amazed me as far as Marvell is concerned, I remember when he was like 6 years old, when asked what his ambition was,he would say a doctor, so we would leave it as it was,a mere childhood's wishful dream.

As years meanders by till now, whenever he is asked again about his ambition,he would adamantly say a doctor but this time he is more objective which kind of medical faculty he would want to get involved in, he aspires to become a Pathologist,the investigative one.

I was rather amused by his "weird" aspiration, there was a few times, when I asked him why did he have this "penchant" to becoming a Pathologist, I must admit I really like his one and only reason for it, he'd always say this................"Every Death Must Be Justified" I really like this.

I am so happy and proud of him,just like how I was so happy and proud of his older brother Jovial four years ago.

Just got his UPSR exam result and he scored a straight As and I am sure for this week,he can watch all the Crime Scene Investigation series till his heart's content.

Thank God for my boys and a big thank to all his teachers and friends who always support him.......appreciate it.


P/S : Marvell, you have done yourself proud