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The Untold Story About Mek Part 1

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This is the untold story about my mom, she is the great women, and i wish my future wife also be like her..

The story begin..

Suatu hari, ketika aku pulang dari mencari ikan di bendang, badan aku penuh dengan lumpur. Aku masuk ke dalam rumah dengan kaki yg berlumpur, lalu dimarahi oleh mek aku. Mek tarik tangan aku dan mandikan aku dgan air telaga. Tangannya digosokkan di seluruh badan aku sambil mulutnya tak berhenti membebel yg satu pun tak masuk dalam telinga aku. Pada keesokan harinya, aku masih pulang ke rumah dengan badan yg berlumpur dan secucuk ikan di tangan. Perkara yg sama jugak mek aku buat pada aku.. Hahaha.. such a degil boy la..

Tapi sekarang, apa yg aku cakap banyak sakitkan hati orang lain. Banyak tingkah laku aku, orang tak suka. Tambahan pulak, dengan kerja aku sbagai agent COWAY & UNICO. Dengar sahaja MLM, ramai yg menyampah. But, its ok for me.. Apa yg aku pikir laa ni, siapa pulak yang akan menegur aku, jika aku tersasul dalam cakap aku? Siapa yg akan betulkan aku kalau silap dalam langkah aku?

miss my mom..

Setiap malam, aku biasanya pulang lewat malam. Aku banyak habiskan masa dengan kawan2, lepak2 sembang2 smpai 2@3 pg. Biasanya Mek akan bangun dan akan membuka pintu. Adakalanya dia membiarkan pintu tidak berkunci dan Mek akan tidor di ruang tamu. Bila aku buka pintu ja, pasti Mek akan tersedar, "Baru balik mung, maso ni ? Gi mano lewat sangat balik ni? " ayat inilah yg selalu kluar di mulut Mek.

Tapi sekarang ini, tiada sesiapa yg nak larang aku, tanya aku kemana aku pergi sampai lewat malam baru balik.? Aku rindukan suara teguran Mek aku, Tinggal sesorang di rumah sewa, ada hosmate seperti tak ada hosmate. Semua busy dengan hal masing2, nak duduk sekali? makan sama-sama? memang tak pernah la. Inilah dunia kota Mek. 

miss u so much mek..

Ketika kecil aku selalu mengikut Mek pergi ke bendang padi. Dialah yg mengajar aku, macam mana nak tanam padi, dari tabur benih padi, sampai la terhasilnya beras. Semua Mek tunjukkan satu persatu. Mek aku cukup kuat, pagi dia membongkokkan diri utk semai anak benih padi, petangnya dia mengayang tikar mengkuang. Sampai je musim menuai padi, Mek temankan Ayah, memukul pokok padi untuk dapatkan padi (aku tak pandai nak buat ayat ni, arap korang paham la). Biasa la, dulu mana ada mesin menuai padi. Semua buat sendiri pakai tangan.

Tapi sekarang ini, what i need to do Mek? Semua benda aku tak pandai, aku kena belajar sendiri, kenal sendiri masalah aku, selesaikan sendiri masalah aku, urus sendiri hidup aku. Tiada sesiapa lagi yg nak tunjukkan pada aku, ajar aku cara untuk buat semua ini. Tengok Mek sekarang, anak Mek ini, boleh survive di KL.

bersambung...

#maaf x dapat nak teruskan, mata masuk habuk..

To Survive In Kuala Lumpur



First of all, i would like to read again this sentence. 
“I care not what others think of what I do, but I care very much about what I think of what I do! That is character!”  

For your information, Theodore Roosevelt, often referred to as Teddy or TR, was an American statesman, author, explorer, soldier, naturalist, and reformer who served as the 26th President of the United States.

I don't want to tell the  stories about this great man. But, i'm just want to share with you all about my condition right now. I’m currently doing the whole “a few jobs to pursue a dream” thing. I has stability of having a salary with my company. In the same time, i'm doing business COWAY and UNICO. Today, i'm only see my future with the UNICO.

Back then, I didn’t really know what I was doing. I had no experience in blogging, plus I didn’t exactly have the confidence to market and start running a business. I'm also never influenced in the telemarketing business. Actually, i'm don't like doing this business. The pressure of survival to stay in the big city like Kuala Lumpur change my mind and my attitude to become a brave man, polite, and more aggressive to survive.

Sounds crazy, right?

You can imagine the reaction I got from my friends and family. The support was next to nothing, and people generally never understood what I was doing and what I was trying to do. When i'm meet my friends to briefing about UNICO, they start to talk at the back and did not reply my message. I'm OK with that beb!!..

Does this sound familiar?

You may not have done something huge, like make a career shift, but perhaps you’ve offered a different opinion, and everyone just disagreed. You would have expected more from your loved ones. I know how disheartening that can be. You expect support and encouragement from people you consider close to you only to be completely rejected, criticized, or worse, laughed at. It can be really hard to swallow all the “noise” around you.

I was taken by surprise by some of the things I heard from friends; some of the comments were particularly hurtful. I think it boils down to learning how to not care so much about what others think, and also, conversely, understanding what goes on in their minds. I’ve come up with a little guide of reminders that I hope can help you keep going if you feel alone..

To know more about this guides.. see you all in the next post.. Coming Soon
K.Bye..
 
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