I Got That A Lot

Hye guys!!

Did you ever experience the situation when your brooches gradually decrease from time to time?

You did…?? Oh yes..same goes to me!! Either my friends or my siblings they always told me that I am such a forgetful young lady. I always wondering where are my brooches hidden. I got that a lot, a lot and a lot!!! Haha….

For your information, every month I will buy brooches and for me it is very difficult to buy them. Yes, I admit that I am a picky person. Whatever things I’m going to buy, I will take a lot of times to do so.  I will buy new brooches because they are always missing. I don’t know where they are. Maybe they fall when I’m walking, maybe my siblings use them or maybe someone had stole my brooches. Then, when my brooches lost I will mad to everyone. For me, brooches are very important. Without brooches, I can’t wear my scarf completely. It’s over right…?? Hahaha…

Last Saturday, my sister and I went to town. We went there to buy books, stationary and some more. After buying those things, we went to Cempaka Café to fill our stomach. We ordered two plates of nasi lemak and two glasses of ice lemon tea…Oh you know what..?? They were so scrumptious!!! You have to try it too, okay..?? Okay out of topic, sorry guys!! Haha..

Actually, what I want to tell you is I forget where I put my brooches. After we back home, I put the brooches on the bed and that evening, my mother asked me to accompany her to the shop to buy some vegetables. When I wanted to wear the scarf, I found that my brooches were gone. I didn’t have any idea where I put them before. I asked my sister if she took my brooches but she didn’t.Then, I asked my younger sister. The answer was same. She didn’t took mine. Ohhhh, that time I was totally stressed. My mother told me to find that brooches again carefully. I had searched them at every corner of my room and they were gone. Lastly, I was fed up. I wore my mother’s Ariani scarf. At shop, I didn’t talk too much. My mood was down. My mother laughed when she looked at me. I am so childish, right..?? hahaha…

After my mother done buying her things, we immediately went home. I went straight to my room and laying on my bed. Suddently, I felt something under my blanket. It felt like something small and sharp. I open my blanket and you know what it was..?? yessss…. That were my brooches!!! Ahhh…why I didn’t remembered that I put them here….I even laughed to myself…why I’m always being forgetful… What my friends and my siblings say are right. I am forgetful person…hahahaha

So, the moral value here is please provide an appropriate place to put your brooches. Don’t be like me okay..?? hahahaha… okay guys, bye!!!

Making Judgement

MAKING JUDGEMENT

They sound really serious right..??I'm sure when you read this title, you will imagine a lawyer, defendant, criminal, and witness fight at the court...Yes, I am that person. You share the same thought with me!!..haha..

For your information, making judgement is not only required at the court, it is also used at every situation and place. Making judgement is a process where someone try to make assumption to what they saw or heard. For example, if they saw people with sloppy appearance, they will think that the person is lazy and foolish. If they saw someone with neat appearance, they will think the person is hardworking, brilliant and has career. It could be that the person with sloppy appearance is actually a hardworking person. Maybe he looks like that because he just returned from his workplace as he works as engineer. Then, it also make sense if the person with neat appearance is a lazy person. Maybe he looks neat because he loves shopping by using his parent's money without having a job. So, it is not good for you to do that things. Before we judge people, we have to find out the truth. Don't get easily making assumption without having good reasons.

Let me share with you a short story about judgement. The story is interesting and it teaches me to be a better person while making judgement. I also hope you will enjoy the story and can get the value of that story..... 

Long ago, there lived an old man in a village. He was very poor, but even kings were jealous of him because he had an exceptionally beautiful white horse. Many kings offered fabulous prices for the horse, but the man would say, "This horse is more like a family member to me. How can you sell a member of the family?" The man was poor, but he never sold the horse.

One morning, he found that the horse was not in the stable. Upon hearing the news, all the villagers gathered outside the old man's house and started saying angry words to him like, "You foolish old man! We knew that someday, the prized horse would be stolen. It would have been better if you had sold it. What a misfortune!"

The old man said, "Don’t go so far as to say that. Simply say that the horse is not in the stable. That is a fact; everything else is an opinion. Whether it is a misfortune or a blessing I do not know, because this is just a portion of the complete picture. Who knows what is going to follow next?"

People laughed at the old man. They had always thought that he was a little crazy. But after fifteen days, suddenly one night, the horse returned. It had not been stolen, but had just escaped for a while into the woods. Not only did it come back, but it also brought a dozen other beautiful, wild horses with him.

Upon hearing this, again the people of the village gathered outside the old man’s house and started praising him thus, "Old man, you were right! This was not a misfortune; it has in fact, proved to be a blessing!"

The old man said, "Again you are going too far. Just say that the horse is back, who knows whether it is a blessing or not? It is only a part of the complete picture. How can you judge a whole book by only reading one sentence from it?"

This time, the people could not say much, but they were quite sure that the old man was wrong not to be dancing with joy. Twelve beautiful horses had come to him, along with his legendary horse, without any effort!

Now the old man had a son, who started training the wild horses. However, only a week later, the son fell from one of the horses and broke his legs! Upon hearing this, the people again gathered outside the old man’s house and again they judged. They said, "Again, you were proved right, you old, wise man! The coming of the twelve horses was nothing but a great misfortune! Your only son has lost his legs and now in your old age, since he was your only support, you have no one to take care of you. Oh, this has left you poorer than ever!"

The old man said to them, "You are obsessed with judgement! There is no need to go that far. Say only that my son has broken his legs. Nobody knows whether this is a misfortune or a blessing. Life comes in portions and the entire picture is never given to us."

After a few weeks, their country went to war and all the young men of the village were forcibly enrolled into the military. Only the old man’s son was left behind, as he was crippled. The whole village was crying and weeping because it was a losing fight and they were sure that most of the young men of the village would never come back. They came to the old man and said to him, "You were right again, old man. Your son’s accident has indeed proved to be a blessing. Maybe your son is crippled, but he is still with you! Our sons are gone forever."

The old man said again, "You go on and on judging. Nobody knows! Only say this that your sons have been forced to enter into the army and my son has not been forced. But only God knows whether it is a blessing or a misfortune."

Moral: If one has faith in the Lord, one does not judge the events in one’s life, but instead is assured that all events occur as per the Lord’s wish.