I ran into a stranger

I ran into a stranger as he passed by, "Oh, excuse me Please" was my reply.

He said, "Please excuse me too; Wasn't even watching for you."

We were very polite, this stranger and I.

We went on our way and we said good-bye.

But at home a different story is told,

How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal,

My daughter stood beside me very still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked her down.

"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.

She walked away, her little heart was broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed,

God's still small voice came to me and said,

"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,

But the children you love, you seem to abuse.

Look on the kitchen floor,

You'll find some flowers there by the door.

Those are the flowers she brought for you.

She picked them herself: pink, yellow and blue.

She stood quietly not to spoil the surprise, and you never saw the tears in her eyes."

By this time, I felt very small, and now my tears began to fall.

I quietly went and knelt by her bed;

"Wake up, little girl, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"

She smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.

I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Daughter, I'm sorry for the way I acted today;

I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."

She said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway."

I said, "Daughter, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."

Are you aware that: If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could

easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family --an unwise investment indeed.

So what is behind the story?

You know what is the full word of family?

FAMILY= (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER, (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU!

Isn't that neat? 

Fill life with love and bravery and we shall live a life uncommon.

Don't just exist, Live Magnificently - Change is the law.

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My Favorite Smurf

The Smurfs fulfill simple archetypes of everyday people which are Papa, Smurfette, Gutsy Smurf, Clumsy Smurf, Grouchy Smurf, Brainy Smurf, and so on. They are mostly men and are 3 apples high. Gargamel the evil wizard created Smurfette to lure the other Smurfs. One day, he and his evil cat,Azrael chased the Smurfs out of their village and some managed to portal themselves landing in the middle of New York Central's Park. Their objective is to find their way back home but how?

Brainy Smurf is the wisest and most intellectual among the Smurfs. Gargamel is known to be living somewhere near to their village. In order to find their way back, Gargamel's house need to be located. So, their task is to find Gargamel himself than to run away from him. Brainy Smurf believes in the law of karma where what goes around, will eventually come back around. This time, he comes up with a plan to stalk Gargamel in return. But, Azrael's olfactory receptors are way too advanced in easily detecting the Smurfs. So, that's how the adventure starts. The Smurfs need to put an eye on Azrael and simultaneously to trail Gargamel. So, Brainy Smurf decides to travel by air and not on land as Azrael could be a threat. Storks are famous among the Smurfs to travel long distances and Gutsy Smurf especially is talented in navigating them. So, Brainy Smurf and the rest search for storks as they usually live in wetlands, where they can eat frogs and fish. With the stork, they could easily lure Gargamel without being noticed by Azrael and they finally found their way home. End of story.


And here is my favorite Smurf's picture, Brainy Smurf.

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Apa selepas 28 Julai?

Pada 28hb Julai 2011, berlangsung  perlawanan bola sepak kelayakan Piala Dunia Brazil 2014 di antara Malaysia menentang Singapura yang berkesudahan seri 1-1. Dengan ini, impian untuk mara ke peringkat kumpulan lebur di tanah sendiri. 

Bheng bersama di stadium tempoh hari, menyaksikan perlawanan tersebut. Stadium tidak penuh, tetapi “over-flow”.  Bheng menonton dari sudut-sudut di tepi stadium kerana terlalu ramai dan tidak dapat masuk pun ke tempat duduk. Bheng and 2 rakan lagi hanya dapat “view” setengah padang dari sudut tersebut. Bermakna, apa-apa yang berlaku di separuh lagi padang, kami tidak tahu langsung.Tetapi, tidak mengapa, keranamu Malaysia. 

Setelah Malaysia menjaringkan gol menerusi Safee Sali, Bheng telah dapat merasakan yang kita boleh mengalahkan Singapura dengan  2 gol. Setelah itu, Singapura memperlahankan rentak permainan kita dengan lakonan-lakonan yang tidak sepatutnya terjadi dalam permainan bola sepak moden. Kemudian, Singapura menjaringkan gol, menyamakan kedudukan 1-1. Selepas jaringan tersebut, pasukan Negara bagaikan hilang terus semangat sehingga melakukan kesilapan yang mudah. 

“Main bola dah bertahun-tahun.  ‘Passing’ pon tak betul nie macam mana?” keluh seorang remaja dalam kumpulan yang berhampiran. 

“Ni macam mana? Tunggu tiket punya lah lama. Tak kan nak balik dengan hampa kot? ‘Come on’ lah wehy” seorang lagi sahut. 

Kemudian, perlawanan tamat. Bheng sendiri kecewa degan keputusan. Nasib Bheng lebih kurang dengan mereka. Hari Selasa datang ke Bukit Jalil hendak beli tiket. Tunggu 2 jam lebih, kemudian tiket habis. Pagi Rabu dekat 7.30 pagi sudah ada kat Bukit Jalil hendak beli tiket. Terkejut melihat barisan beratur sampai ke tangga selepas Bheng turun dari stesen LRT. Tunggu selama 3 jam lebih, dapat juga akhirnya beli tiket. Datang stadium pada hari perlawanan, tidak dapat ‘view’ yang baik. Kecewa,kecewa sangat. Bheng kecewa sangat sampai telah membuat keputusan untuk tidak datang ke stadium lagi selepas ini. 

“Bro, pinjam ‘lighter’ boleh? “ Tanya seorang brader dalam lingkungan 25 tahun kepada bheng. bheng pun beri permetik api kepada brader itu. 

“Sedih la bro. Aku dari Kulim nie. Tunggun punya la lama nak beli tiket. Main kat tempat kita pun boleh kalah ke, tempat die kite sumbat 3.Tempat kita, xkan la 2 pon payah kot?” 

Bheng langsung tidak tertarik dengan apa yang brader itu cakap. Perkara yang menarik Bheng adalah baju yang dipakai oleh brader itu. Baju biru yang mempunyai logo Harimau Malaya dengan tertera tulisan:

"IF YOU FEEL ASHAMED TO STAND BY YOUR COLOURS, YOU BETTER SEEK FOR ANOTHER FLAG" 

Selepas membaca ayat tersebut, Bheng diamkan diri. bheng fikir seketika.  Harimau Malaya ini pasukan kita,mewakili kita. Kenapa Bheng ambil keputusan untuk tidak datang ke stadium lagi memberikan sokongan? Memang Bheng rasa amat kecewa tetapi pasukan yang bermain pada hari tersebut merupakan pemain yang terbaik yang kita miliki. Takkan kita hendak ‘import’ pemain luar? Balik ke rumah, Bheng tengok highlights video di http://www.youtube.com/.  Khairul Fahmi merupakan wira kita. Jika beliau tiada, sudah pasti kita akan lebih dimalukan di halaman sendiri. Bheng sendiri rasa bersalah kerana underestimate beliau sebelum ini.

 

Jadi, apa selepas 28 Julai? Semuanya sudah berakhir? Tidak. Kita masih mempunyai kelayakan Olimpik. Masih ada lagi peluang untuk kembalikan maruah bola sepak Negara . Tetapi, peluang untuk ke Piala Dunia sudah berakhir. Kita perlu menanti sehingga Piala Dunia 2018 dan pada ketika itu Safee Sali akan berusia 34 tahun. Sudah pasti pemain yang ada sekarang akan dirombak untuk kejohanan pada masa akan datang.

Bheng sudah membuat keputusan yang Bheng akan menyokong skuad Harimau Malaya di kelayakan Olimpik nanti kerana “ I AM PROUD WITH MY COLOURS” .  Kepada Singapura, semoga berjaya di pusingan kumpulan nanti dan diharap bermain dengan semangat kesukanan yang tinggi.

MALAYSIA IS OUR COUNTRY,

HARIMAU MALAYA IS OUR TEAM,

HITAM KUNING IS OUR COLOUR.

THIS IS OUR LAND,

THIS IS OUR TEAM.

By bhengbros@bheng

(>_<)"

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Tribute to the Authors

"A new dawn is upon us".

Those were the first words that ran through my mind when I first heard about the blog. I quickly turned on my laptop and proceeded to find out more about the authors. A quick google search revealed that most of them live in the Klang Valley. Great news for me.

In the Name of Search, created by FreeMahesa, and co-written by a few of his like minded friends, completely revolutionized the art of blogging. It potrays their lifestyles, what they observe, their experiences and whatnot. The topics are mind blowing, the language simple and is relevant to all people from all walks of life. What more could a blog addict like me ask for. I could almost see them showered with fame and fortune. Desperate to know more about them, I stalked and followed them continuously in Facebook for days, before I got my lucky break. I got to know that they were having a team meeting in a nearby mamak restaurant.They were already leaving by the time I got there.

This place.

I had to rush to get near them. By the time I got there, Butterfly, Don Ivak and Seff was already in the car. FreeMahesa, JiNaDa and 1c3^1c3^13a13y^ were still outside talking about something. I posed myself as a lost and confused teenager who needs a piece of their advice very badly.

" Hi, Erm.. You guys seem cool. Can you guys tell me how to get chicks to like me," I blurted out.

FreeMahesa turned and looked at me. He moved with such grace and calmness you would not expect to see in a man his size.Then he closed his eyes and started to do this strange yet fascinating dance/ yoga sort of thing. I just stood there fixed on the ground, watching him. At which point he caught a water droplet with his palms, opened his eyes and whispered two words to me. "Inner Peace"

Above: Chick magnet

Still confused, I turned to 1c3^1c3^13a13y^. I felt a chill running up my spine the moment our eyes met. " There's something evil about this guy", I told myself. He didnt say anything to me. Just looked at me, with a sharp, piercing gaze. I felt naked in front of him. It was almost as if he got to know me, my past, my darkest secrets just by looking into my eyes. And I have to admit, It made me leak in my pants. Which was when he got kind of pissed off because his look towards me changed to a more "wtf??" type.

Like that.

That small incident completely put them off . JiNaDa started to suspect that I'm a member of the government secret service and that I was there to warn them about publishing sensitive materials in their blog. He started yelling at me and asked the others to get in the car quickly. " Saya bukan kotor macam lu orang. Saya orang yang bersih!". Then they all got in the car and JiNaDa, still unhappy, yelled "Saya pun bayar roadtax tau!!" and drove past me.

There I stood, in awe, amazement and a wet spot in my pants. I felt like I had the blessings of the gods. I shall never forget the events of that day for the rest of my life. Now there's only one thing left to do. Learn the dance/ yoga thingy and catch a water droplet with my palms and dance together with it.The solution to all of life's biggest problems. An important lesson indeed..

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The Emperor and the Seed

The Emperor And The Seed

An emperor in the Far East was growing old and knew it was time to choose

his successor. Instead of choosing one of his assistants or his children, he

decided something different. He called young people in the kingdom together

one day. He said, "It is time for me to step down and choose the next

emperor. I have decided to choose one of you."

The kids were shocked! But the emperor continued. "I am going to give each

one of you a seed today. One very special seed. I want you to plant the

seed, water it and come back here after one year from today with what you

have grown from this one seed. I will then judge the plants that you bring,

and the one I choose will be the next emperor!"

One boy named Ling was there that day and he, like the others, received a

seed. He went home and excitedly told his mother the story. She helped him

get a pot and planting soil, and he planted the seed and watered it

carefully. Every day he would water it and watch to see if it had grown.

After about three weeks, some of the other youths began to talk about their

seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow.

Ling kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grew. 3 weeks, 4 weeks, 5

weeks went by. Still nothing. By now, others were talking about their plants

but Ling didn't have a plant, and he felt like a failure. Six months went

by, still nothing in Ling's pot. He just knew he had killed his seed.

Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Ling didn't say

anything to his friends, however. He just kept waiting for his seed to grow.

A year finally went by and all the youths of the kingdom brought their

plants to the emperor for inspection. Ling told his mother that he wasn't

going to take an empty pot. But honest about what happened, Ling felt sick

to his stomach, but he knew his mother was right. He took his empty pot to

the palace. When Ling arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown

by the other youths. They were beautiful in all shapes and sizes. Ling put

his empty pot on the floor and many of the other kinds laughed at him. A few

felt sorry for him and just said, "Hey nice try."

When the emperor arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted the young people.

Ling just tried to hide in the back. "What great plants, trees and flowers

you have grown," said the emperor. "Today, one of you will be appointed the

next emperor!" All of a sudden, the emperor spotted Ling at the back of the

room with his empty pot. He ordered his guards to bring him to the front.

Ling was terrified. "The emperor knows I'm a failure! Maybe he will have me

killed!"

When Ling got to the front, the Emperor asked his name. "My name is Ling,"

he replied. All the kids were laughing and making fun of him. The emperor

asked everyone to quiet down. He looked at Ling, and then announced to the

crowd, "Behold your new emperor! His name is Ling!" Ling couldn't believe

it. Ling couldn't even grow his seed. How could he be the new emperor?

Then the emperor said, "One year ago today, I gave everyone here a seed. I

told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me

today. But I gave you all boiled seeds, which would not grow. All of you,

except Ling, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. When you found

that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I

gave you. Ling was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a

pot with my seed in it. Therefore, he is the one who will be the new

emperor!"

If you plant honesty, you will reap trust.

If you plant goodness, you will reap friends.

If you plant humility, you will reap greatness.

If you plant perseverance, you will reap victory.

If you plant consideration, you will reap harmony.

If you plant hard work, you will reap success.

If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation.

If you plant openness, you will reap intimacy.

If you plant patience, you will reap improvements.

If you plant faith, you will reap miracles.

But

If you plant dishonesty, you will reap distrust.

If you plant selfishness, you will reap loneliness.

If you plant pride, you will reap destruction.

If you plant envy, you will reap trouble.

If you plant laziness, you will reap stagnation.

If you plant bitterness, you will reap isolation.

If you plant greed, you will reap loss.

If you plant gossip, you will reap enemies.

If you plant worries, you will reap wrinkles.

If you plant sin, you will reap guilt.

So be careful what you plant now, It will determine what you will reap

tomorrow, The seeds you now scatter, Will make your life worse or better.

Yes, someday, you will enjoy the

fruits, or you will pay for the choices you plant today.

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