Bad Wives Good Vibes

There are few types of bad wives: the trophy wife - who does nothing but spend your money and acts like a dead fish every night; the on-paper wife - who does nothing at all and acts like she is your wife, and the slutty wife who gives you nothing but gives others everything and acts like you're not there.

Then there's the good wives of course. Those that stand beside you (not behind or in front of you) in a moment of distraught, those that you could count on, and those that knows what your secret smile means. Those that can drive you to be a better man. And they are non-existent, aren't they?

Living with bad wives is a bad torment. It's like a prison, with a severe punishment dealt upon you on a daily basis. Or hourly basis for some. And like a prison, there's no easy way out. Then there are the kids to think about. If you managed to escape, it wouldn't be an overnight effort. It takes time, almost like the Shawsank Redemption. And when you did escape, you'll be too old to start all over.

A married life is a marred life, scarred by the betrayal of the woman you so foolishly put your trust on. You may never be able to feel joy again in this life, and might need to wait for your next reincarnation to find the love of your life. To rub salt to your injury, the flawed system demands that you give up half your hard earned property to the woman if you decide to split. By that time, you're old, you're broke and you wish you were never born at all.

So knowing all this, do guys still go and marry those bad wives? Amazingly they still do. Either they are forced to by a power far greater than their conscience, or they are just plain foolish. The power could be a suicide threat (which is predominant in developing countries where you have a lot of meaningless on-paper marriage) or it could be the power of the loins in the case of trophy wives.

With all these bad marriages around, perhaps that's the reason people believe in the end of the world. The younger generation more than any. A generation that comes from dysfunctional marriage and on-paper marriage. A generation that don't give a damn, and couldn't care less if a meteor comes and wipe us all out. Some would even exploit it to get laid - the end is coming, why don't we just do what we want?

Maybe this is the generation that is gonna wipe out the so called bad wives. Men have come to realization that bad wives come from their peer generation, and they are seeking partner from the next generation. That means it makes sense for a guy marry someone much younger than him - preferably from one generation after his. I have seen guys from Gen X happily married to women from Gen Y. It may not be the first marriage for the Gen-Xers, but Gen Y women don't care.

The invention of Viagra has brought on the new era of hope and more and more younger women are attracted to older guys. These younger women may not be the good wives we were once seeking for, but at least they are not the bad wives we are trying to avoid but couldn't. Finally there are good vibes in the air, as though hope is available once again.

The Rainy Season

In the rainy season
The water came gushing furiously
Thunder and lightning jesting each other
The young ones screamed
The unmanly ones squirmed

Those that live with guilt
Fear is like the raindrop beating on the roof
Unapologetically, with no respite
Nor respect
Lock all your doors
Check all your windows
Still the paranoia
Like an invisible hand on your shoulder
the touch piercing through the soul

Remember all the promises you break?
People you have betrayed?
The sleep that wouldn't come?
Despite your lavish condo and your chiropractic mattress

Deep inside you know
Tho' you wouldn't admit
Karma will catch up on you
And serve you a cold cold dish of penance

At your posh farewell banquet
Where rain just won't let go
But people still come
And you would boast of the numbers
But they come just to eat
Just for the food
Not to wish you well
Good words were spoken
Malice thought cursing you mutedly

You smile and you laughed
Your trophy wife asking smittenly are we really going back?
Yes, you are - you mongrel
The rain is singing your farewell song
Can't you hear?

We wish you all the less
As you are but a speck of dirt
That the rainy season
So vehemently came to wash away

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Baru-baru ini macam dah jadi "trend" bagi ramai orang berprihatin terhadap hal politik di negara kita. Beribu-ribu post FB boleh dilihat setiap hari - membalingkan kritikan terhadap parti kerajaan dan memberikan sokongan padu terhadap parti pembangkang. Topik minum kopi setiap hari tak lari lari lagi la - mesti berkenaan   dengan sama ada sumbangan yang dibuat oleh pihak pembangkang ataupun terhadap kes kronism terbaru yang didedahkan.

Sentimen ini agak baik sebenarnya, ini menunjukkan bahawa orang ramai bukan lagi katak di bawah tempurung. Tapi kadang-kadang terfikir juga - dalam ramai ramai rakyat prihatin ini, berapa peratus kah yang betul betul faham dengan perjuangan parti pembangkang ini - atau kebanyakan cuma sokong dan tambah api sahaja kerana nak menurut "trend".

Macam di kilang tempat saya bekerja, ramai jurutera sekalian yang menyokong Bersih. Masa Bersih 2.0 ada jugak colleague yang di berada di US keluar tunjuk perasaan kat tempat mereka. Bawak anak isteri sekali. Yang di tempatan tak usah cakap lagi la. Pakai baju kuning tiap tiap hari. Setiap topik perbualan mesti kaitkan dengan bersih. Tapi yang menariknya...tak tahu kepala hotak depa ni bersih ka tak.

Dan kini Bersih 3.0 dah sampai pulak. Kita lihat banyak kawan kawan sekalian terhigeh-higeh dengan semangat Bersih. Terserempak saja tanya " This Saturday got join ar?" Ataupun " You got buy dy, the Bersih 3.0 T-shirt? RM20 only, brader."

Bersih sebenarnya memperjuangkan "keadilan". Itu matlamat utama Bersih. Kita tak mahu wakil rakyat dipilih melalui sistem yang di "rigged". Kita mahu keadilan.

Berapa ramai brader brader yang pakai baju kuning tu faham dengan konsep perjuangan ini? Tak ramai kalau kita tengok di kilang kita ni. Ramai yang sanggup ambil kredit kerja orang lain. Ramai yang suka "backstab" rakan sekerja untuk naik pangkat. Ada juga yang saja saja forward email CC sedunia supaya boss boleh tengok mereka ini berapa pandai. Pandai? Pandai tipu la mungkin...

Dan kita tengok orang orang yang sama ini bercakap pasal Bersih. Bercakap pasal nak join tunjuk perasaan duduk kat Padang Kota. Ataupun post kat FB gambar diaorang pakai baju kuning Bersih 3.0 yang dibeli kat Batu Maung - berdekatan OCBC sana. Aksyen macam diaorang ni "bersih".

Walaupun di ofis tak pernah fikir langsung tentang kekejaman terhadap rakan sekerja sendiri. Tengok boss datang saja, tiba-tiba jadi macam bapok. Dan orang orang yang sama ni - yang konon-nya menyokong keadilan - menyokong boss depa yang cukup tak adil. Orang yang betul betul kerja dilihatkan bagai sampah. Dan sampah macam depa ni kononnya 100% komited terhadap kerja.

100% kepala otak! Tengok saja boss expat dari US la, Pakistan la, mula la bodek macam bapok. Semua nak rampas peluang pergi "relo" kat US. Email mesti CC sedunia.

Pada pandangan saya, beruk-beruk ini tak layak langsung cakap pasal Bersih. Kalau you orang nak pi join Bersih pastikan you orang korek keluar jantung hati yang hitam macam taik tu dulu...dan basuh supaya bersih dulu.

Dan ofis yang jual T-shirt Bersih kat Batu Maung tu...pastikan you orang jual baju tu pada orang orang yang layak saja. "Toksah" jual kat babi babi hutan yang tak faham langsung apa maksud "clean fight". Jual pada diaorang tu ibarat bakar baju saja. Mempersia-siakan nama bersih "Bersih".

Akhir sekali, ingin saya "clarify" di sini, saya takkan pi mana mana tunjuk perasaan esok. But trust me, saya memang sokong sebarang konsep "keadilan". Saya berani mengkritik beruk beruk takda otak itu depan orang ramai. Majoriti tak suka tak apa, yang penting, saya tahu - hasrat saya bersih. Tak ramai kawan pun takpa, yang penting satu hari nanti, saya boleh tengok bukan saja negara saya ni, tapi tempat kerja saya sekali pun - "bersih" daripada sampah masyarakat hipokratik macam mereka ini.

Brand New Pen

Boy...looking at the date of my last entry, it's been almost a year and a half already. 18 months - 2 babies could have been made and born in that period. I am almost at a lost here - it's like at one point of my life, my pen ran out of ink - and I went to look for a new pen or ink to fill - and now that the ink find its way into that pen of mine - I took a glance at the calendar and voila! It's 18  months later.

So what have I been up to? Looking for a new pen? Something that lasts longer? Indelible ink?

I would wish that I had been up to something fun, but it's been more frustration than fun. For the past 6 months or so, I had been busy with my new house - my 4th properties (5th if I count that flat I bought when I was just barely out of high school). With all these properties, you would have thought the renovation and moving in would be as easy as a breeze. You would have been wrong.

The thing about me is I always strive for perfection. I hate to screw up. So I planned till my hair grow white. Then when I turned my plan into execution, I was all fired up. But in a world like ours, there's always some people pouring water into your fire. Or rain - which is an act of nature. And plan all you want, there's always a need to improvise. And you become wiser when all this is over. Right?

The thing about us (as human beings) is we always hope that once something is over, we move to something new (with a break in within). We set a date and once we reach that date, we start a new phase of our life. But the truth is, thing never get over cleanly. We have shit we have to clean up - and sometimes this shit dragged itself forcibly into the new phase of our life. A crappy relationship for example. Where your ex always appeared out of nowhere to fight for your kids love and custody. And how to deal with that?

There's always crap like that. We deal with it - but don't expect it's fun. It's not.

That's what I have been saying. It's been more frustration than fun.

Ok now, let's not get carried away. Let me get used to my new pen first in coming days and hopefully my next entry would be something less philosophical. Haha.