One of the crazy thing about the missed flight is that I could have stopped it.
The day before the flight, we were on walking Paris tour, the weather wasn't particularly friendly that day, the sun was on its super power mode. I probably get dehydrated and got very sick by the end of the day.
SIGN 1
That night, after puking and several pops of medicine, I had a restless night, kept on waking up
forced myself back to sleep, I know I need more stamina for the next day. I also had a DREAM, a dream about MISSING a FLIGHT - in the dream, I missed the flight because I saw my staffs in the airport slacking off, and I took care of the matter thus missing the flight in the dream.
I woke up from the dream but wasn't alarmed at all, I know weird dream can occur when one's body is unwell. Back to sleep.
SIGN 2
When I woke up in the morning, I arranged all my paper and tickets for my domestic flight (straight after Paris and Jakarta, I am going back to Padang)
I still checked all the timing and the Jakarta hotel voucher validity. I notice that our Paris to Jakarta flight is at 1600 hours.
That morning, we went to Gallery Lafayette for shopping, I even make a mental note: The shopping won't be long, the most we gonna spend 2-3 hours if we start early. Cos we need to be in airport around 1200 noon
SIGN 3
At the bus before Gallery Lafayette, the tourleader reminded us to be ontime! That means we need to be at airport before 1600 hrs.
I was puzzled, "At airport at 1600? I thought our flight is at 1600?"
And I didn't make a noise at all. Because none complained about the timing, so I thought maybe I saw the ticket wrongly. How can a tourleader make a mistake?
We left Gallery Lafayette at 1500hrs. Once we arrived at Charles de Gaulle Airport, the tourleader herd us to the tax refund counter. I kinda feel odd, cos we usually get our tax refund money back when we already passing the immigration check. But I still think, maybe they change the sequence again.
I haven't been to CDG for sometime. Other people told me that our flight is at 1900hrs as it was stated at the itinerary.
GUESS WHAT!!!
There was a typo in the itinerary, not only the printed itinerary booklet, but also in the emails and fax, etc. None notice about the typo... 1600hrs to 1900hrs.
We missed our flight, ran here and there checking whatever flights available to get back home. Our group of 17 was separated in 3 groups, flying different airline, different timing. some of us (incld me) also spent another night at the airport hotel
Lucky that I didn't spend a dime on my credit card, I also upgrade my limit for the trip. I helped out buying 7(out of 17) of the international flight and all the hotels fee.
Lucky lucky lucky that I was reluctant to visit Hermes boutique. Hahahaha...
But I do regret the whole thing, with all the signs stated above, I could have stopped the whole thing, if only I am not so reliant, or maybe I should say "The whole mess can be stopped if I were not so IGNORANT"
Tuesday, July 26, 2016
Thursday, July 21, 2016
Shocking Start, Surprising End
Originally, I planned to go for a seclusive 'holiday' (I dont dare to say 'retreat') for this year's Eid Festive; but just a few weeks before the the holiday mood kicked in, I got an invitation from a supplier. It's a France trip for EUFA 2016! Yippieee...
START
So, we depart on 28th June using Turkish Airlines. When I was on board, I was told that there is a bombing at Ataturk Airport, Istanbul - that's where we gonna have our transit before embarking to Nice, France. I was watching the inflight live news, wondering if we can catch the next flight.
When we landed, the airport was in chaos, so many people, stranded and confused people. Planes were cancelled or delayed, leaving people (including me and my group) in dismay. We were stranded for 6 hours from the original 3 hour transit. Lucky us!
So, this is what I considered as a shocking start. We were lucky to miss the bombing (if only we were there a few hours earlier - Can't imagine it)
END
Now, about the end of the trip. Our last day in Paris was a full day of Gallery Lafayette day. We supposed to reach airport before 4pm, so that we have enough time for tax refund. I don't have to worry about it, because I didn't shop much, and my refund is only about EUR20.
When we reached the airport, my tourleader take us to take refunds. And not long after we finished all the refund, I finally realised that my tour leader was panicking, I still didn't know what's going on. Later I found out that we miss our flights from Paris to Jakarta.
The reason was so trivial, it was a typo on our travel itinerary. The flight was supposed to be on 16pm, but it was written 19pm; though the tickets were written correctly. No one checked the ticket!!! (except me, will tell story later) Sucks, isn't it?
Turkish Airline staffs wasn't helpful at all. We end up running to each and every airline desk that available at CDG. Flights to Jakarta were FULL, which is expected, it was the END of the Festive Eid holiday. I have to admit that people for Skyteam and Star Alliance have sympathetic gesture. They might not be able to fix it for you, but at least they can give valid advice.
We were trying to grab any flights available to reach South East Asia (by that time we didn't aim for Jakarta anymore), so we then separated into 3 groups. First 2 groups was booked on the spot on 2 different flights. I was left on the 3rd group, cos I am young and single.. ahhahaha the other 2 groups have kids and elders. Anyway, the 3rd group finally able to get some tickets through online booking. Pure luck.
Long story short, all 17 of us finally reach home safe and sound. Damn tired, but at least we were saved. So there it is shocking start and surprising end.
START
When we landed, the airport was in chaos, so many people, stranded and confused people. Planes were cancelled or delayed, leaving people (including me and my group) in dismay. We were stranded for 6 hours from the original 3 hour transit. Lucky us!
So, this is what I considered as a shocking start. We were lucky to miss the bombing (if only we were there a few hours earlier - Can't imagine it)
END
Now, about the end of the trip. Our last day in Paris was a full day of Gallery Lafayette day. We supposed to reach airport before 4pm, so that we have enough time for tax refund. I don't have to worry about it, because I didn't shop much, and my refund is only about EUR20.
When we reached the airport, my tourleader take us to take refunds. And not long after we finished all the refund, I finally realised that my tour leader was panicking, I still didn't know what's going on. Later I found out that we miss our flights from Paris to Jakarta.
The reason was so trivial, it was a typo on our travel itinerary. The flight was supposed to be on 16pm, but it was written 19pm; though the tickets were written correctly. No one checked the ticket!!! (except me, will tell story later) Sucks, isn't it?
Turkish Airline staffs wasn't helpful at all. We end up running to each and every airline desk that available at CDG. Flights to Jakarta were FULL, which is expected, it was the END of the Festive Eid holiday. I have to admit that people for Skyteam and Star Alliance have sympathetic gesture. They might not be able to fix it for you, but at least they can give valid advice.
We were trying to grab any flights available to reach South East Asia (by that time we didn't aim for Jakarta anymore), so we then separated into 3 groups. First 2 groups was booked on the spot on 2 different flights. I was left on the 3rd group, cos I am young and single.. ahhahaha the other 2 groups have kids and elders. Anyway, the 3rd group finally able to get some tickets through online booking. Pure luck.
Long story short, all 17 of us finally reach home safe and sound. Damn tired, but at least we were saved. So there it is shocking start and surprising end.
Monday, June 20, 2016
Push Up
I haven't work out for more than a month, so last week I went back to the gym, met up with my PT and he decided to get a new regime for me.
Day 1, he made me do some weight training with dumbbells, chair dip, and the last one PUSH UP
I never did any push up before, as I believe I am not strong enough to do it. He encouraged me to do it. Well, apparently I was able to get 5 x 16 push up, which equal to 80.
I was super tired after the work-out; still managed to drive back home, but once I reached home I was wasted, I lied down and only managed to get up after 30 mins.
The next day, not so much pain yet, so I went to the gym again, didn't use much of arms, we did leg work out. Managed to finished all programs, tired but was still bearable compared to the arm day.
The days after were hell, arms super painful, and I started to have tingling sensation my my arms, sometimes I feel like I lost sense on them. I couldn't lift tea cups, I couldn't brush my teeth without having pain. Even hooking bra was a challenge. I couldn't sleep at night, and I end up taking painkillers. Thanks God for the painkillers.
Days after that, not much pain, I still have sprain when I stretch (even until today). But 3 days ago (which is 1 week after the push up), I am not sure why my right arm began to swell. I bumped my right arm in the morning, yes, but it was a mild one, since I was wearing long sleeve, I didn't notice until I get changed at night. No pain, but my arms looks like a blown-up sausage. It is so fat that the skin gets tight and shiny. It feels firm and hard. And my right elbow loses its wrinkles, the swelling ruled out all the wrinkles. So scary.
I measured the circumference difference on left and right arms. The biggest difference was freaking 4 cm! Still swelling now, not sure when I will lose it. Hiks.
Day 1, he made me do some weight training with dumbbells, chair dip, and the last one PUSH UP
I never did any push up before, as I believe I am not strong enough to do it. He encouraged me to do it. Well, apparently I was able to get 5 x 16 push up, which equal to 80.
I was super tired after the work-out; still managed to drive back home, but once I reached home I was wasted, I lied down and only managed to get up after 30 mins.
The next day, not so much pain yet, so I went to the gym again, didn't use much of arms, we did leg work out. Managed to finished all programs, tired but was still bearable compared to the arm day.
The days after were hell, arms super painful, and I started to have tingling sensation my my arms, sometimes I feel like I lost sense on them. I couldn't lift tea cups, I couldn't brush my teeth without having pain. Even hooking bra was a challenge. I couldn't sleep at night, and I end up taking painkillers. Thanks God for the painkillers.
Days after that, not much pain, I still have sprain when I stretch (even until today). But 3 days ago (which is 1 week after the push up), I am not sure why my right arm began to swell. I bumped my right arm in the morning, yes, but it was a mild one, since I was wearing long sleeve, I didn't notice until I get changed at night. No pain, but my arms looks like a blown-up sausage. It is so fat that the skin gets tight and shiny. It feels firm and hard. And my right elbow loses its wrinkles, the swelling ruled out all the wrinkles. So scary.
I measured the circumference difference on left and right arms. The biggest difference was freaking 4 cm! Still swelling now, not sure when I will lose it. Hiks.
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| Notice that my right arm is much larger than my left one |
Monday, May 30, 2016
Yes Wow?!
Yesterday, I did something new for our companies. I invited a motivator to boost my teams' spirits.
The whole idea came up when I attend a dealer meeting from one of my supplier, they have a in-house HRD people that acted as a motivator, it was a short session. My manager was impressed, I wasn't. Kinda dull for me. Hehhehee... But the main point is, my manager was effected from the short session. Then, a few weeks after that, I saw an advertisement for a Singaporean/Indonesian motivator session in Padang, it was open for public. At that time, I wanted to send some of my key personnel for the session, but I worry that the topic will be not be accustomed to my company needs. So the idea was cancelled there.
But I was still looking for a motivator that can cater my needs. Lucky me, friends and dear one introduced me to someone that might fit my needs. The choice fall into Mr.KW.
Yesterday we had a full session of training, I wasn't part of the audience because I want my team to be more open. I believe they have less burden if the boss is not around. Hahaha.
The training was successful, many feel benefited from it, not just for the company, but also for their personal lives; which is marvelous. I hope this will be a good start for a better company's future.
Here are some pics of the training :)
The whole idea came up when I attend a dealer meeting from one of my supplier, they have a in-house HRD people that acted as a motivator, it was a short session. My manager was impressed, I wasn't. Kinda dull for me. Hehhehee... But the main point is, my manager was effected from the short session. Then, a few weeks after that, I saw an advertisement for a Singaporean/Indonesian motivator session in Padang, it was open for public. At that time, I wanted to send some of my key personnel for the session, but I worry that the topic will be not be accustomed to my company needs. So the idea was cancelled there.
But I was still looking for a motivator that can cater my needs. Lucky me, friends and dear one introduced me to someone that might fit my needs. The choice fall into Mr.KW.
Yesterday we had a full session of training, I wasn't part of the audience because I want my team to be more open. I believe they have less burden if the boss is not around. Hahaha.
The training was successful, many feel benefited from it, not just for the company, but also for their personal lives; which is marvelous. I hope this will be a good start for a better company's future.
Here are some pics of the training :)
Saturday, May 28, 2016
Hike Debut: Mt. Andong 1726 masl
Last April, on my flight to Zurich, I watched a movie titled 'Everest', making me wonder if one day I could touch Everest.
I always wanted to hike, I just couldn't find someone with the same 'yoyo' passion as mine. When I am into something, I would go for it until I get bored and move to another passion.
So, hiking is one of the thing that I never tried before.
On my last trip to Switzerland, we have a schedule to visit Glacier 3000. I've been to Mt. Titlis for a few times, it was snowy but bearable. So, me and my friends were taking it easy on Glacier 3000 visit. Little that we know, they had a snowstorm that day. And since I never experienced a snow storm before, I have no clue what it was. Snow was just snow for me. Hehehehe... all I know is that when I was sitting on the ski chair, the wind blew the tiny snow on my face and it hurts!!!! It feels like thousands of tiny sharp pebbles hitting your face. The whole outdoor experience was only about 30 mins. It makes me wonder about those in the Everest. How can they last for hours??!!!
But then, I have to admit that I didn't dress properly for the trip. I only wore jeans and double jacket, not even waterproof >.< no gloves, no beanie, nothing!
Things were much better when we visited Matterhorn. We all learned the lesson. With a proper gear, ski pants, waterproof jacket, hoodie, still no gloves (I don't like it), the snowy experience was a rewarding one :)
If I ever wanted to climb Mt. Everest, at least I have to start small, rite? I always wanted to see Ijen Crater. But a friend suggested me to start small, really small, like Mt. Andong in Mid-Java.
So there I went, on 8th May, I flew all the way to Mid Java just to have my first experience of hiking.
I arrived in the afternoon, get a chance to freshen up a bit before dinner, and start to drive all the way to BaseCamp Kudusan for a quick good nite rest.
I slept in the car for a few hours (lucky that I can sleep anywhere!) before I was get a 'morning call' at 2 or 3 am. Didn't check the time.
We started the hike when the sky is still in pitch dark, walking only using a headlamp. Maybe a good thing, I don't even know what the mountain looks like, thus I have no clue how much I need to walk - less fear and discouragement.
The ascending was OK, I made a stop every 10 mins or so to catch my breath. Until Pos #1, it seems to be a bit tough. After that, things were quite mild. Took me 2.5 hours to reach the peak from BaseCamp Kudusan.
I managed to reach the peak before the sunrise, which is a big reward (I didn't plan to do so). And there were so many people camped up there already. It was beautiful.
I only spend around 30 mins on the peak, before heading back down.
Now, for all the experience I had in Mt.Andong, I have one conclusion, ascent was much better than descent.
I fell a few times during descent, it was very steep, muddy and slippery. And probably the most important part is "I can see". I can see how steep it is, I can see how far I have to walk, etc. That makes me weak. Hehhehe
Altho it is only 1726masl, the track was 'raw' - or maybe I should say "natural" track - going through paths that seems forgotten for sometimes. Guess what, there is one thing that I found out quite "late", is that there are many other ways to reach Mt. Andong; apparently the Kudusan track was one of the hardest physically. This explains why I was drenching in sweat while other still look quite neat. Other tracks are either super mild, or (believe it or not) haunted.
But it was a very good experience. I am so looking forward to conquer another peak!
I always wanted to hike, I just couldn't find someone with the same 'yoyo' passion as mine. When I am into something, I would go for it until I get bored and move to another passion.
So, hiking is one of the thing that I never tried before.
On my last trip to Switzerland, we have a schedule to visit Glacier 3000. I've been to Mt. Titlis for a few times, it was snowy but bearable. So, me and my friends were taking it easy on Glacier 3000 visit. Little that we know, they had a snowstorm that day. And since I never experienced a snow storm before, I have no clue what it was. Snow was just snow for me. Hehehehe... all I know is that when I was sitting on the ski chair, the wind blew the tiny snow on my face and it hurts!!!! It feels like thousands of tiny sharp pebbles hitting your face. The whole outdoor experience was only about 30 mins. It makes me wonder about those in the Everest. How can they last for hours??!!!
But then, I have to admit that I didn't dress properly for the trip. I only wore jeans and double jacket, not even waterproof >.< no gloves, no beanie, nothing!
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| Snow Storm!?? What Snowstorm???!!! -- me is one on the right |
If I ever wanted to climb Mt. Everest, at least I have to start small, rite? I always wanted to see Ijen Crater. But a friend suggested me to start small, really small, like Mt. Andong in Mid-Java.
So there I went, on 8th May, I flew all the way to Mid Java just to have my first experience of hiking.
I arrived in the afternoon, get a chance to freshen up a bit before dinner, and start to drive all the way to BaseCamp Kudusan for a quick good nite rest.
I slept in the car for a few hours (lucky that I can sleep anywhere!) before I was get a 'morning call' at 2 or 3 am. Didn't check the time.
We started the hike when the sky is still in pitch dark, walking only using a headlamp. Maybe a good thing, I don't even know what the mountain looks like, thus I have no clue how much I need to walk - less fear and discouragement.
The ascending was OK, I made a stop every 10 mins or so to catch my breath. Until Pos #1, it seems to be a bit tough. After that, things were quite mild. Took me 2.5 hours to reach the peak from BaseCamp Kudusan.
I managed to reach the peak before the sunrise, which is a big reward (I didn't plan to do so). And there were so many people camped up there already. It was beautiful.
I only spend around 30 mins on the peak, before heading back down.
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| My 1st ascent - Mt Andong |
I fell a few times during descent, it was very steep, muddy and slippery. And probably the most important part is "I can see". I can see how steep it is, I can see how far I have to walk, etc. That makes me weak. Hehhehe
Altho it is only 1726masl, the track was 'raw' - or maybe I should say "natural" track - going through paths that seems forgotten for sometimes. Guess what, there is one thing that I found out quite "late", is that there are many other ways to reach Mt. Andong; apparently the Kudusan track was one of the hardest physically. This explains why I was drenching in sweat while other still look quite neat. Other tracks are either super mild, or (believe it or not) haunted.
But it was a very good experience. I am so looking forward to conquer another peak!
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| the other peak of Mt. Andong's Camel-Back-Peak |
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| The dawn of Mt. Andong |
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
The Lone One
What happened in the last few months really make me feel alone in this world, I won't say I get lonely, but I do feel that I am alone here. I feel more and more alienated from the my surrounding.
When I meet the people of my pasts, my old friends, (I think) none of them changed - they are exactly as they used to be. They gave away the same old vibes.
People said that you are what your friends are, I just couldn't fit in anymore, I am no longer one of my pasts, I feel distanced. I have changed.
Alone, I am. But then, those that surround us define us, they either make us great or make us doomed. I wouldn't say my pasts' one will doom me, but I just see that I can be a better version of me when I am alone; and far better version when around my dear one.
Thank you my dear one to always remind me of the ultimate purpose. May I be able to fulfill it.
- 25 May 2016 -
When I meet the people of my pasts, my old friends, (I think) none of them changed - they are exactly as they used to be. They gave away the same old vibes.
People said that you are what your friends are, I just couldn't fit in anymore, I am no longer one of my pasts, I feel distanced. I have changed.
Alone, I am. But then, those that surround us define us, they either make us great or make us doomed. I wouldn't say my pasts' one will doom me, but I just see that I can be a better version of me when I am alone; and far better version when around my dear one.
Thank you my dear one to always remind me of the ultimate purpose. May I be able to fulfill it.
- 25 May 2016 -
Love Giveaway at Raja Ampat
This is a super late report about my Raja Ampat trip, dated on 12 March 2016. It was a tight-scheduled business meeting, but we also have pre-arranged sightseeing tour around the islands. It was beautiful. I didn't have a chance to have a dive there, but I managed to do something better. I brought some love to the local kids.
I carried 2 big boxes of Fladeo Kids shoes - courtesy of Fladeo Shoes & Dhammanusari Buddhist Studies; while me myself brought writing tools for the kids. It was truly a rewarding experience to share love to them. Here are some photos, lucky I have someone to snap the beautiful moment.
I carried 2 big boxes of Fladeo Kids shoes - courtesy of Fladeo Shoes & Dhammanusari Buddhist Studies; while me myself brought writing tools for the kids. It was truly a rewarding experience to share love to them. Here are some photos, lucky I have someone to snap the beautiful moment.
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| Lotsa love for Arborek Kids |
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| Super Big Family :p |
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| Here are the giveaways: Staedtler Writing Tools & Super cute Fladeo Kids Shoes |
Sunday, March 20, 2016
My Dive Debut: Bunaken
After the regretful Lombok trip, I decided to brave myself to dive in Manado.
I came 2 days ahead of the meeting day at Manado.
I stayed at Thalass* Dive Resort, which was recommended by a diver friend - who happened to be there a week before me.
Since this was my debut diving without my instructor... I insists to go for a bonafide dive resort despite the cost (actually, I get a reasonable price)
So, I was alone. But the resort was very professional that they can actually take care of me. I told them that despite my log was quite high (had 50+), I was never out of Padang's water before.
Was a little nervous, yet excited. There were other divers too, but they were taken care by a guide. But, the resort gave me another personal dive guide. One on one service. I feel so special. Hahhahaa.
So here are the spots that I visited during my dive escape to the famous Bunaken:
1. Likuan 2
2. Buro
3. Abang
4. Fukui
5. Tonga
6. Likuan 3
Grilled Chicken with Bumps
Early Feb, it was my first time visiting Lombok. Stayed at Gili Trawangan for 1 night.
Since I don't have anyone to dive with me, plus I haven't have the confidence to dive alone (thought it is not possible... ehhehe), I chose snorkeling with my mates.
I haven't snorkled for quite sometime, so I forgot how snorkeling works....
I mean, I look at the tourist jumping into the water, so I did too.
What I am forgetting was, SUNBLOCK. I put some, on face and arms, for I forgot about my back. Not really forget.... but I didn't realise it will be burned in short period. I asked a friend to sprayed some... SOME!!! I shouldn't have relied on someone else about my wellbeing. And for such large area (like my back), I think it need to be smudged evenly, rather than relying on the spray to cover my whole back. Look at my back, with blotches and streaks, looks like I got tinea fungus on my skin :(
So, after the end of the day, I feel so burned and hurt, my back was like a boiled lobster. And after a few days, I look like a grilled chicken.
Lesson learned!
- Never rely on someone else to apply sunblock for you
- Snorkeling is not diving, you will easily burned
- Wear a rashguard
- Get a gut to dive alone (I mean hire a dive guide)
And to add up more misery, the hotel where I was staying at Gili Trawangan, despite the 5-star rate, they have bloody bed bugs. I didn't realise it at first, thought it is just mosquitos bites. Though, I wonder why they bite in lines and inside my pajamas. I wore a long-sleeve pajamas.
After I left, then I realised, it was bed-bugs. Bloody h*ll. Making me look so beaten up for the rest of the trip >.<
I will be back, to dive Lombok and Bali!
Since I don't have anyone to dive with me, plus I haven't have the confidence to dive alone (thought it is not possible... ehhehe), I chose snorkeling with my mates.
I haven't snorkled for quite sometime, so I forgot how snorkeling works....
I mean, I look at the tourist jumping into the water, so I did too.
What I am forgetting was, SUNBLOCK. I put some, on face and arms, for I forgot about my back. Not really forget.... but I didn't realise it will be burned in short period. I asked a friend to sprayed some... SOME!!! I shouldn't have relied on someone else about my wellbeing. And for such large area (like my back), I think it need to be smudged evenly, rather than relying on the spray to cover my whole back. Look at my back, with blotches and streaks, looks like I got tinea fungus on my skin :(
So, after the end of the day, I feel so burned and hurt, my back was like a boiled lobster. And after a few days, I look like a grilled chicken.
Lesson learned!
- Never rely on someone else to apply sunblock for you
- Snorkeling is not diving, you will easily burned
- Wear a rashguard
- Get a gut to dive alone (I mean hire a dive guide)
And to add up more misery, the hotel where I was staying at Gili Trawangan, despite the 5-star rate, they have bloody bed bugs. I didn't realise it at first, thought it is just mosquitos bites. Though, I wonder why they bite in lines and inside my pajamas. I wore a long-sleeve pajamas.
After I left, then I realised, it was bed-bugs. Bloody h*ll. Making me look so beaten up for the rest of the trip >.<
I will be back, to dive Lombok and Bali!
Clapping Upon a Loss
The death of my relative does bring the family together
The 'gone-to-soon death' sure leave people talking
Some people I know, somehow always amazed me in finding a 'new' angle looking at a disaster
Upon the death, people started talking about the widow...
I started to realised how much people hate her, envy her
They said, the death, the disaster was bound to happen because the widow has been way too lucky
She is born into a wealthy family
She marries someone that can provide her every needs
She marries young
She having kids without shedding a sweat in raising them (meaning she always have assistance)
She doesn't need to do any chores, no cooking, not even washing her own plates
She doesn't even need to send the kids to school, and now the kids are in college
She doesn't need to work, her husband will provide everything
all she does is do yoga, do her hair and nails & look pretty
And, the auntie that said all-of-the-above finally have a winning smile.
See, God is not sleeping, God finally make a balance on her life.
No one should be "too lucky". I realised the auntie has been secretly cursing them...
I've never been close to the deceased one, so I don't feel much pain in losing him
I don't know the wife well, I don't see her as rival, so in this case I don't envy her nor clapping upon her loss.
But it kinda put a lemon to a wound, I know the auntie and the deceased one were close, very close
It is just disgusting to finally see the true face of some people
The 'gone-to-soon death' sure leave people talking
Some people I know, somehow always amazed me in finding a 'new' angle looking at a disaster
Upon the death, people started talking about the widow...
I started to realised how much people hate her, envy her
They said, the death, the disaster was bound to happen because the widow has been way too lucky
She is born into a wealthy family
She marries someone that can provide her every needs
She marries young
She having kids without shedding a sweat in raising them (meaning she always have assistance)
She doesn't need to do any chores, no cooking, not even washing her own plates
She doesn't even need to send the kids to school, and now the kids are in college
She doesn't need to work, her husband will provide everything
all she does is do yoga, do her hair and nails & look pretty
And, the auntie that said all-of-the-above finally have a winning smile.
See, God is not sleeping, God finally make a balance on her life.
No one should be "too lucky". I realised the auntie has been secretly cursing them...
I've never been close to the deceased one, so I don't feel much pain in losing him
I don't know the wife well, I don't see her as rival, so in this case I don't envy her nor clapping upon her loss.
But it kinda put a lemon to a wound, I know the auntie and the deceased one were close, very close
It is just disgusting to finally see the true face of some people
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