Assalam and Hi u olls!
Well I'm still in the train and while waiting to reach my destination, I'm just filing up my time with writing on my blog 😜
Went back to hometown for few days (FYI, a short weekend off day only 😂) but I don't feel like going back to KL. Haha. I wish I could stay longer and spend time with family. Living without mom and dad feels so different. Lucky I still got my aunt, otherwise no place to share a shoulder.
I used to, like think bout work so much. I mean I would rather spend my weekend in office, either do work or study.
But until one time, when I start to experience a great stress from work...there's only family besides me (my aunt, uncles and of course my parent and siblings). Co-worker? There are things that we can't share with our co-worker especially when it involve other colleague. It's best to keep it as a secret from them.
So let me get back to my main point.
WhIle transiting from KTM to LRT in Bandar Tasik Selatan Station, as normal, u will see a lot of shop, and people selling things and yes, some poor people selling tissues or begging for donation.
Yes..I'm sorry to say..as an accountant, trained and accustomed to believe 'value for money', do some cost-benefit analysis before making a decision. Or in short, people called us 'stingy'.
Normally..I won't simply donate to anyone. Before I give out money, I'll make sure it's worthy for them to receive it. I'm so sorry...maybe this is my nature..it's just that, for me if someone is healthy enough or is physically healthy, they can still earn money or at least other people will help them.. so I won't give out money to them, or if I did, I'll just give a small amount..
But, when it came to handicapped people, I can't help myself from helping them. Why?
Cos I knew how hard their life is.
I knew how they feel like, when they are unable to work or get a job simply becos of their disability and some people won't even try to understand their situation, instead people will judge them and throw bad words at them.
It's a real life experience, a sad truth.
I believe everyone were born with their own destiny. Each people have different path. Some might cross path with us, some might not.
We, as the creature of Him, must believe in Qada' and Qadar, and accept whatever life had give us. Only this way we could be content. If we keep on thinking bout the unfairness, biasedness so on, it won't have an ending. And after all, we're the one hurting the most.
Yes. Me too learning to accept anything Allah destined me. And what I can do is, keep improving. May God bless us and ease our way. 🤓
Well I'm still in the train and while waiting to reach my destination, I'm just filing up my time with writing on my blog 😜
Went back to hometown for few days (FYI, a short weekend off day only 😂) but I don't feel like going back to KL. Haha. I wish I could stay longer and spend time with family. Living without mom and dad feels so different. Lucky I still got my aunt, otherwise no place to share a shoulder.
I used to, like think bout work so much. I mean I would rather spend my weekend in office, either do work or study.
But until one time, when I start to experience a great stress from work...there's only family besides me (my aunt, uncles and of course my parent and siblings). Co-worker? There are things that we can't share with our co-worker especially when it involve other colleague. It's best to keep it as a secret from them.
So let me get back to my main point.
WhIle transiting from KTM to LRT in Bandar Tasik Selatan Station, as normal, u will see a lot of shop, and people selling things and yes, some poor people selling tissues or begging for donation.
Yes..I'm sorry to say..as an accountant, trained and accustomed to believe 'value for money', do some cost-benefit analysis before making a decision. Or in short, people called us 'stingy'.
Normally..I won't simply donate to anyone. Before I give out money, I'll make sure it's worthy for them to receive it. I'm so sorry...maybe this is my nature..it's just that, for me if someone is healthy enough or is physically healthy, they can still earn money or at least other people will help them.. so I won't give out money to them, or if I did, I'll just give a small amount..
But, when it came to handicapped people, I can't help myself from helping them. Why?
Cos I knew how hard their life is.
I knew how they feel like, when they are unable to work or get a job simply becos of their disability and some people won't even try to understand their situation, instead people will judge them and throw bad words at them.
It's a real life experience, a sad truth.
I believe everyone were born with their own destiny. Each people have different path. Some might cross path with us, some might not.
We, as the creature of Him, must believe in Qada' and Qadar, and accept whatever life had give us. Only this way we could be content. If we keep on thinking bout the unfairness, biasedness so on, it won't have an ending. And after all, we're the one hurting the most.
Yes. Me too learning to accept anything Allah destined me. And what I can do is, keep improving. May God bless us and ease our way. 🤓
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Ada kaca ada gelas, dah baca, xreti reti ke nak balas??? :P