Worms...

The thought of having worms inside my body is quite absurd/unreasonable but  I saw one.. long, thin worm in the toilet bowl after I…...erghh!

Oh my God! Can you imagine how terrified I was. Worms? I have worms!   
There must be few families breeding inside me by now…..Could they be roundworm, hookworm whipworm or the most common parasitic…the pinworm?

It must have come from the street food I ate while traveling since sometime both Zoul and I will simply eat food that were sold in carts by the roadside hawkers.  (He unleashed another part of me I never knew existed…..hissh.)

When I told Zoul about the worms, he suggested I take Z***tel. So he bought me a small box of  Z***tel but realized that I have to take two tablets for three consecutive days. Consuming only one prescription will not be strong enough to kill the parasitic worms.

Anyway Zoul said that he had taken the natural parasite cleanse (herbs) a week after we came back from the Sudan mission and he did make me take some to which I can’t recall.

 The last memory of me taking ‘ubang cacing’ was when I was a little kid.

Anyway, the Sudan mission was more than a year ago so, yeah…. no longer valid I guess.

 Today is the second day of the 3 days treatment.

And...... 

The side effect I  am suffering…nauseous and severe headache about half an hour after taking the pills…I do not know whether it was only my imagination……but the pain was intense around my neck… clinging and squeezing sort of thing..

Another day to go and I hope the cleansing process will kill all the infested parasitic worms and all the dead clinging worms will gush out the toilet bowl soon.

(Please do not rot in my intestine instead).

I will be smarter next time… instead of keeping condom in my bag, I shall keep parasite cleansing tablets instead.

Hehehehe…..I am kidding !

Rambling at 4am...

After fifteen minutes of ice treatment, my eyes are less swollen. I badly need to get some sleep, but I can’t stop my mind from auto processing events of the last twenty four hours… last few months.

 All in one day!

God has many ways of showing his greatness in tiny shots and plots. I received another wedding invitation today. Six hours ago a friend’s mom had passed on. I am glad I was a shoulder to her.  

And I got two sms informing that one of my seniors from high school is battling with cancer. She is now in hospital under intensive care…

These are so many events that never fail to make me wonder about human ability to live and to survive besides…
wars and survival in Gaza…Syria….Egypt. 

And a new beginning with someone you once promise the rest of your life with but an end to another. 

A fight to continue living…….

And at the center of it all are families, friends, even enemies. At one point in time of your life you succeed to ignore what has happened to others as you became engrossed with your own. However, you became aware again and again, that you can’t survive without the rest of the human population.

Well, maybe not the entire humankind, but, at the very least, another person.

The Old Man and His Shoes

One day an old man boarded a bus. As he was going up the steps, one of his shoes slipped off. The door closed and the bus moved off so he was unable to retrieve it. The old man calmly took off his other shoe and threw it out of the window.

A young man on the bus saw what happened, and could not help going up to the old man and asking, “I noticed what you did, sir. Why did you throw out your other shoe?”

The old man promptly replied, “So that whoever finds them will be able to use them.”

The old man in the story understood a fundamental philosophy for life – do not hold on to something simply for the sake of possessing it or because you do not wish others to have it.

We lose things all the time. The loss may seem to us grievous and unjust initially, but loss only happens so that positive changes can occur in our lives. We should not always assume that losing something is bad, because if things do not shift, we’ll never become better people or experience better things. That’s not to say of course that we only lose “bad” things; it simply means that in order for us to mature emotionally and spiritually, and for us to contribute to the world, the interchange between loss and gain is necessary.

Like the old man in the story, we have to learn to let go. The world had decided that it was time for the old man to lose his shoe. Maybe this happened to add momentum to a series of events leading to a better pair of shoes for the old man. Maybe the search for another pair of shoes would lead the old man to a great benefactor. Maybe the world decided that someone else needed the shoes more.

Whatever the reason, we can’t avoid losing things. The old man understood this. One of his shoes had gone out of his reach. The remaining shoe would not have been much help to him, but it would be a cherished gift to a homeless person desperately in need of protection from the ground.

Hoarding possessions does nothing to make us or the world better. We all have to decide constantly if some things or people have run their course in our lives or would be better off with others. We then have to muster the courage to give them away.

WRITTEN BY EUGENE LOH
STORY OF UNKNOWN ORIGIN

Kinda corny....

 

(got this from a friend)

hmmmmmmm..........
What Love Actually Is

Why do we close our eyes when we sleep? When we cry?
When we imagine? When we kiss?
This is because the most beautiful things in the world are unseen.

We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird,
and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours,
we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness,
and call it love.

There are things that we never want to let go of,
people we never want to leave behind,
but keep in mind that letting go isn’t the end of the world,
it’s the beginning of a new life.

Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt,
those who have searched and those who have tried.
For only they can appreciate the importance of the people
who have touched their lives.

A great love?
It’s when you shed tears and still you care for him,
it’s when he ignores you and still you long for him.
It’s when he begins to love another and yet you still smile
and say I’m happy for you.

If love fails, set yourself free,
let your heart spread its wings and fly again.

Remember you may find love and lose it, but when love dies,
you never have to die with it.

The strongest people are not those who always win
but those who stand back up when they fall.

Somehow along the course of life,
you learn about yourself and realize
there should never be regrets,
only a lifelong appreciation of the choices you’ve made.

In love, very rarely do we win
but when love is true, even if you lose,
you still win just for having the tingle of loving someone
more than you love yourself.

There comes a time when we have to stop loving someone
not because that person has stopped loving us
but because we have found out
that they’d be happier if we let go.

It’s best to wait for the one you want,
than settle for one that’s available.
Best to wait for the one you love,
than one who is around.
Best to wait for the right one,
because life is too short to waste on just anyone.

Sometimes the one you love turns out to be
the one who hurts you the most,
and sometimes the friend who takes you into his arms
and cries when you cry
turns out to be the love you never knew you wanted.

Believe it or not

This ....from a friend..  'bout there's a man in every woman', this sure will brighten up our eyes ... k, gals .. enjoy this ... 

Believe it or not...Men are Everywhere!

Woman has Man in it;
Mrs. has Mr. in it

Female has Male in it;
She has He in it;
Madam has Adam in it;
No wonder men always want to be inside women!
Men were born between the legs of a woman, yet men spend
all their life and time trying to go back between the legs of
a woman....

Why?
BECAUSE THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME

Okay, Okay, it all makes sense now...

I never looked at it this way before

Ever notice how all of women's problems start
with MEN?

MENtal illness
MENstrual cramps
MENtal breakdown
MENopause
GUYnecologist
AND ..
When we have REAL trouble, it's a
HISterectomy.

Amuk...

Rasa macam nak mengamuk ni.

Mana parang aku?

Manaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?

Sight beyond sight...

I noticed a couple walking in when we were busy munching our breakfast. They were holding on closely to each other, each one holding a white walking stick. Obviously both were visibly impaired.

They found a table opposite us and the man blessed with a better eye sight adjusted the chair for her to sit on. Both husband and wife in their sixties I guess are regulars at the restaurant. She kept her dark glasses on and was seen whispering constantly to him as he lovingly responded back while caressing her hand.  

I felt so much an intruder as I could not take my eyes off them.

Then I looked around me, there were other couples too  and are younger, families and groups of friends sitting together but not talking to nor looking at each other, merely busy communicating and getting connected to whoever via their so called updated gadgets; whatsapp, sms, bbm and what’s not . But this old couple, though blind were looking at each other while talking. The husband would only gaze away from his wife when he was cutting and dicing the food on her plate for her and guided her hand to the cutlery as she ate her food.

For once I could’t cleaned up the food in my plate.  I was busy watching them enviously.  How beautiful is their way of communication.  How connected they are without their Samsung S3 or iPhone or whatever the latest gadget in the market that most are so proud of..  

I took a snap of them together but mysteriously, there was no trace of that picture I took..

Perhaps I was not supposed to intrude into their private space.

Perhaps they were not even there - but strangely others with me saw them too.  

Perhaps, the blind couple were there to make us see what we have lost.  

 I left with memories of the couple who have more sight and insight then most of us with the 2020 vision.