Beggars really can't be choosers?

A find the old saying, "Beggars can't be choosers" not really applicable anymore these days. Why? Just take a look around our local pasar malams or a walk up some busy LRT stations. They even have seats waiting for people to 'donate' to them. Well if they are losing a limb or two i can understand but some of them are still able bodied, let's take for example in many pasar malams that i have been at, there would and old aunty carrying a small baby which needs to be fed milk. This is the same person who i saw last year carrying the baby and still suckling from breastfeeding is now feeding using a bottle. Actually if i were to 'donate' it would be for the sake and hopefully betterment of the child not the adult.

Another example would be a blind man about 40 years or so aged. He would be standing in the walkway leading to an LRT station, there he would be holding a plastic mug and waiting for 'donations'. This is fine for the normal people who will want to donate to him because of his condition. I will NEVER give him any money. Why? Because he would contribute to my death, maybe not mine but everyone who walks past him, if you haven't already guessed, he is a smoker. I mean come on you are not supposed to be able to afford smokes if you are begging and hence my argument today, they are not beggars they are lazy bums who just sticks out their hand waiting for people to hand him money for smokes that will kill his kind donors.

Another prime example would be of a lady who is thin as a stick and wheelchair bound. Seems to be a mamak because of her dark complexion. This lady usually coupled with a crippled/retard child who also needs to be seated in a wheelchair as his legs seems to be too skinny to hold his weight. The two of them would sit and wait for people to hand them money. Many crippled people don't want to be this way, they would work their way and be respected because they are still capable of living like normal people.

Some would offer music entertainment, but their performances would be much more appreciated of they get organized. The entertainers that i see everyday would be a couple that sits on their chair usually chained to the guard rails at night. One would play the ukulele and the other would sing. Their songs like i said may not earn them contracts but if they really practised with a well organized band they play at some places and earn decent amounts. Its better than sitting outside exposed to the heat of the sun, though covered but sometimes the heatwaves are unbareable.

The worse kind of all would be those blinds that are accompanied by a fully able bodied person to ask for 'donations', in return you get those calenders or some other paper shite. Why would an able bodied person want to go beg by showing the blind around food stalls etc? Those people who are poorer than them are able to survive by working their ass off to raise several children, though they may not be getting fully nutritioned food. Shame on the person who guides the way to this kind of lowness.

Some people speculate that these people are backed by some group to beg. Why? The same bunch of beggars can be seen at different locations many kilometers apart. Some even take taxis to their spot. I mean i don't even travel to work using taxi, and these supposed 'unfortunate' people can afford a taxi ride to their choiced 'working spot'. Great!

I believe there was a newspaper report that interviewed a Chinese (yes from China) beggar asking for donations so that he may return to his country because he had somehow lost his money and could not afford a plane ticket. The report continued to mention that this beggar is able to 'make' about 3k/8k (i can't remember the amount). Heck that is more than my salary goddammit!

The government is supposed to have launched a scheme/project of some sort to help out these people. Its called OKU i think, Orang Kurang Upaya. Those registered will be helped in some sort of ways. Perhaps to get a job instead of just asking for 'donations'. It would be better for them than to be arrested some day as they are considered as obstructing pathways or sometimes referred to as pollution.

The beggars that i mentioned in this post are people who choose to beg, not because they have no choice. The government do look out for them but choose to beg!

Losing someone ...............

Just last Saturday my father-in-law (FIL) passed away. The doctor's diagnosed his death reason to be Acute Coronary Syndrome ie heart attack. But from what i know and told by my wife, from the many many times of his visit to the the very same hospital (University Hospital) for whole body checkups, never once have the doctor(s) ever mentioned that he had a heart problem. The same goes for the reason of his admittance to the hospital 1 week before.

The night before he passed away, he was transfered to the heart specialist section for better treatment, an area called CCU some sort like ICU (Intensive Care Unit). When i went to visit him on, a doctor was treating him and did not allow me into the room to have a look at him. I was told to wait outside and the doctor would explain his condition to me after he had finished his checkup on him. From time to time i do sneak by the room and peek to see what is going on.

After quite a long wait, the nurse with the doctor called for more doctor's help. Being informed by my wife that my FIL was not in any sort of dangerous condition, i did not pay much attention but i still went to peek into the room with more curiousity as to what is going on. A doctor inside ordered a nurse to close the door on me. Another half hour passed before i was informed that my FIL had passed away. I was absolutely stumped to be informed of that.

My mind really went blank. How could this happen??? I just heard his voice from outside not too long ago. I even had to be reminded by the doctor that i must inform the family members. Nobody else was there because no one was informed that he may pass away at any time. I called my wife first and she screamed out at the top of her lungs, i was very afraid that she might have fainted there and then. Then her tears were flowing already and i confirmed with her that her father have passed away. She said she will inform her mother. I called my own mom, quite a similar reaction i would say minus the shouting that is.

The doctor kept on pestering me, asking me what do i want to know. Either this doctor wants to show off his knowledge or trying to cover up his mistake or perhaps trying to avoid a lawsuit. I can't think of anything so what the hell am i supposed to know what must i ask?

Sighz, the funeral was very messy and many customs/tradition to follow. I would like to thank all those who helped out in the whole process. He was cremated on Monday (15/1/2007) and is placed at Fairy Park, Meru (falls under Klang district)

A place for the placement of his ashes where the size is about 1.5 x 1 x 1 (in feet, width x height x depth) cost almost 6k. It was of course a double 'room' for future purposes. Not a bad place, peaceful, with a good number i might add, J8. May he rest in peace after ending his suffering for almost half a decade. My MIL (Mother-in-law) told me that he never recovered from an incident when he was younger as a fisherman, from the description it seems to be pneumonia, coupled with his heavy smoking habit.

I may not be a devote, but may He shine and take care of him under his care.

Thinking back ....................

Sometimes our memories will flash back into our mind when we least expect it to. Well it happened to me just a few days ago.

Im sure we all have fond/good memories of our past. What came back on my mind was so sudden it really did caught me off guard. The time i held a girl's. How it felt, the feeling of not wanting to let go because it was such a great feeling, the sweat, and the surprising smell that is there. Thinking back i was perhaps the foolish one to say it was stupid/idiotic to not wash your hand after shaking hands with your idol or etc. Why? Because for me, that smell that was left behind was something that no perfume can match, well i hate perfumes anyways. Its really hard to describe, its sweet, its aromatic, made me had a feeling that i really don't want to wash it away. But then again, if i don't wash it, it may get smelly and i may not have the chance for another hand holding session LOL.

It was really an experience which i will not forget but sadly, it was also something which did not happen again. Perhaps it was really just my imagination or just a strange virgin feeling from that first time experience. I did however enjoyed my time and learned quite a few things from the hand holding sessions. No im not gonna reveal it, go experience it yourself :p

Of course there must be progress than just holding hands. Perhaps because i was again a virgin when it comes to kissing. I swear to God (if there really is One), the taste was sweet, i mean really like sugar but not overly sweet, just perfect. It was really and eye opener though it was quite rude to open your eyes so wide during kissing :p. Another thing which could not replicated, kinda sad and strange why good things don't always happen. But if everything was like the first time then you will not have the same appreciation nor have these kind of memories right?

The more i dwell into these memories the more i could not sleep. I was stupid enough to put my hand in front of my nose to see if i could relive those experiences, but of course it did not smell like anything. Crazy thoughts filled my mind and wasting my sleep time since i don't get much sleep time anymore as i have to wake up early to go to work now. Something like how the saying goes, "You leave house before the sun rises and only returns when the sun is set". Kinda pathetic and unfair to my young family. There is no use in dwelling in the past, i have beautiful wife and son to enjoy my life now, why not create more good memories so that i can relive them when im more free in the future :p

Memories are to be relived not to live in :)