Day: August 13, 2007

Since my daughters Hana and Fazira will be celebrating their Hari Raya with their mother in Kedah this year (yes, the mother was recently widowed), and I have no where to go, not that I celebrate the stupid day anyway where people pig-out after a month of fasting like it’s the end of the world, let me see what I can plan for the Hari Raya break.

Hari Raya is a combination of Sanskrit and Orang Asli language from the Temiar tribe. Hari, in Sanskrit, is day, while Raya (pronounced as Rayak in Temiar lingo) means big.

So, maybe, I can do the IMCA course at IDESS in the Philippines for the first three weeks during the fasting month instead of waiting until after Hari Raya. Then spend the Hari Raya weekend/long hols diving in Puerto Gallera, or even the wrecks of Subic.

Hmm…the wrecks of Subic would be interesting. Technical diving….yeah.

Now, that is what I call Hari Raya.

This man’s son went missing after he found out that the son flunked his course and never graduated.

Yet he pines for his son, asking him to come back.

Such is the love a father has for his child, and yet the son doesn’t know how lucky he is to have a father like that.

Cos I don’t.

Shame on you!

For picking a fight with my daughters.
For accusing them of things without first checking.
For differentiating between them and their step-siblings.
For taking them for granted.
For ill-treating them.
For shaming their father in front of them.
For causing trouble to your husband in the name of self-satisfaction.
For not being there when your husband was ill.
For praying to God when you blaspheme.
For casting black magic spells on your husband.
For severing the ties between your husband and his family.
For shaming your husband.
For causing hurt to your husband, physically and emotionally.
For KILLING your husband slowly.

They say,

God cannot forgive the sins committed between human beings.
The Prophet is forgiving.

I,

Am a mere human being.
I am neither god.
Nor am I forgiving.

So,

No matter how many times you pray in a day.
Heaven for you moves farther away.
You may pray for riches and for being well.
I can only guarantee you a place in hell.

Shame on you!