The Cockroach Theory For Self-Developmen​t.....

Is worth sharing, read on please.....

At a restaurant, a cockroach suddenly flew from somewhere and sat on a lady. She started screaming out of fear. With a panic  stricken face  and trembling voice, she started jumping, with both her hands desperately trying to get rid of the cockroach.

Her reaction was contagious, as everyone  in her group also got panicky.  The lady  finally managed to push the cockroach away but ...it  landed on  another lady in the group.

Now, it was the turn of the other lady in the group to continue the drama. 

The waiter rushed forward to their rescue. In the relay of  throwing, the cockroach next fell upon the waiter.

The waiter stood firm, composed himself and observed the behaviour of the cockroach on his shirt. When he was confident enough, he grabbed it with his fingers and threw it out of the restaurant.

Sipping my coffee and watching the amusement, the antenna of my mind picked up a few thoughts and started wondering, was the cockroach responsible for their histrionic behaviour? If so, then why was the waiter not disturbed? He handled it  near to perfection, without any chaos.

It is not the cockroach, but the inability of the ladies to handle the  disturbance caused by the cockroach that disturbed the ladies.

I realized that, it is not the shouting of my father or my boss or my wife  that disturbs me, but it's my inability to handle the  disturbances caused by their shouting that disturbs me.

It's not the traffic jams on the road that disturbs me, but my inability to handle the disturbance caused by the traffic jam that disturbs me.

More than the problem, it's my reaction to the problem that  creates chaos in my life.

Lessons learnt from the story:

I understood, I should not react in life.

I should always respond.

The women reacted, whereas the waiter responded.

Reactions are  always instinctive whereas responses are always well  thought of, and likely to be just right to save a situation from going  out of hand, to avoid cracks in relationship, to  avoid making decisions in anger, anxiety, stress or in a hurry. 

What's love............

Something worth knowing.....

During the mating season, the female sits on a nesting ring while the males searches the entire beach for the pebbles looking for the smoothest one to present to their chosen female.

Once a pebble has been selected, the male penguins presents the pebble as a token of love to the chosen female and if she takes the pebble and places it on her nest then she has accepted that penguin as her mate.

Love quotes... "Love is not about how much you say, 'I Love You' but how much you prove that its true".

Test how fast is your right brain............

THE  TRICK: FIND THE MAN IN THE COFFEE BEANS: This is  bizarre - after you find the guy - it's so  obvious. Once you  find him - it's embarrassing, and you  think, 'Why didn't I see him immediately?'

Doctors  have concluded that if you find the man in the coffee beans in 3 seconds, the right half of  your brain is better developed than most people. If  you find the man between 3 seconds and 1 minute,  the right half of the brain is developed normally.  If you find the man between 1 minute and 3 minutes,  then the right half of your brain is functioning  slowly and you need to eat more protein. If  you have not found the man after 3 minutes, the  advice is to look for more of this type of exercise  to make that part of the brain stronger!!!

And,  yes, the man is really there!!

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Are you a good son???

Well! Seemed everyone isn't interested to live right up to 100, I might as well skip the subject for the time being. Yesterday while reading the paper, a piece of news really saddened me. The title was.... "Dying mum parts with last words on son who assaulted her: I will be back to haunt him."

You must read the rest here.... 

KUALA LUMPUR: A mother swore on her deathbed to never forgive her eldest son for killing her.

“She said she would come back to haunt him as a ghost,” said the woman's husband, who declined to be named.

The woman, identified as Liew, 59, died two days after she was beaten up by her 40-year-old son on Friday.

Although Liew and her son lived in the same house in Semenyih, they had a strained relationship.

Her jobless son would always ask for money from her and this often led to quarrels.

However, the argument that ended Liew's life was over something as trivial as air-conditioning.

He came home drunk at midnight and scolded his mother over the air-conditioning.

It is learnt that Liew lost her temper and caned her son who retaliated by pushing his mother to the floor and hitting her.

Liew managed to crawl back into her room and telephoned her daughter to take her to the hospital.

She was initially admitted to the Kajang Hospital, but her injuries were so severe that she was later transferred to Hospital Kuala Lumpur.

She fell into a coma and died on Sunday.

Her son has since gone into hiding.

Kajang Deputy OCPD Supt Azman Ayob said the post-mortem showed that Liew died from blunt force trauma.

“The case is being investigated as murder and we are looking for the son,” he said.

Oh my God! Is happening right at my City. How could the son killed his own mother? 

Please look at these two pictures. As they said, a picture is better than a thousand words. I wonder how many young man of today would still walk with his father to play games or how caring would be the grown up sons of today who are prepared to wash their ageing mother's legs. You tell me please?

Famous proverb - "When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry"  ~William Shakespeare

How to live up to 100 years old... continue

Sorry everyone, especially Teamama for being so patience in waiting for my unfinished story. Usually every Friday, I would disappear with my little darling to distress ourselves. Is also one way to live longer, especially if one has exceeded the young age of 60. I'm already 66 and surely I cannot be working everyday without some fun towards the weekend. Now I'm back and ready to speak my mind. 

The last sentence I wrote was... I began to feel a little uneasy because 'The April 2013' was really bothering me. That was the last month the astrologer wrote on my exercise book, which I'm still keeping till today. I could still remember he said that there are nothing more to read after that. So! Imagine when I was at 50, looking at The Year 2013 was really not pleasant. What Teamama said of me as I am a very imagination person is true. I had a choice then to think happy or sad. If I kept thinking of that prediction was going to be true, I might feel sad. Using my creative thought, I told myself that I had to prove the prediction was going to be wrong. In order to work on it, I had to revert my faith and destiny. I could not let what The Astrologer said about my happening and life to come true. I had to change my character and personality. My heart and mind also had to be adjusted to feel differently.

When I was in the twenties and thirties, it was easy to learn from the many successful friends ahead of my age. I used to have many mentors who were in their forties and fifties who were teaching and guiding me to do well in life. But when I reached fifty, those who were in the sixties and above, were almost half dead or lifeless. They could be successful in their business and career, but by the time they touched 60, most of them lost their drive and energy in life. One of the main reason was ageing. They could be strong minded but with the many past years of neglecting their health and abusing it, many who had reached 60 became unhealthy and unproductive any more. I went around the coffee shops in the evening, I saw those bunch of old folks sipping tea and coffee, when they could only talk grand mother stories, while they were waiting for the dying day to come. Looking at them, I knew I would not get any tips and advices to live beyond 65 happily. At the gym in my club, I could hardly see any 60 and above members who were friendly and in tip top physical condition. Only a few would just ride on the bicycle leisurely for excising. Looking at all these senior veterans when I was 50 then, I told and reminded myself I would not be like them when I reached their age later. So! I had to learn and develop my way differently. 

The first thing I realised when one is getting older, he or she tends to become more serious in character. The older they are the worst they become. The seriousness make them more prideful, less friendly, unapproachable and easily get angry. If you are one reader who are still young, you might not realise it yet. Or perhaps you might agree with me, is not easy to reach up to those old uncles or aunties that you have. They seldom come to you and you are also afraid to talk nonsense with them. Right? And to those readers now, who are like my age might agree with me that you might be too prideful to approach the younger generation too. Even you might have the opportunity to speak with younger people, you might speak with authority and seriousness with them. 

The above is one typical observation I could analyse in the ageing process of most people. I told myself I would avoid it at all costs. From a soft spoken man I was, I began to open up more freely. The constant collection of quotes and proverbs, allowed me to speak with confidence.I added humour and naughtiness in all my sharing, especially interacting with those who were younger than me. I didn't wait for the younger people to speak first, but rather I was the first to touch their mind and later bonded them through their heart. The mixing with those who were younger than me, made me feel young as well. I didn't realise my charisma had also attracted many dears and darlings along the way. Yes! The young men gave me the youthfulness that inspired me, while those beautiful ladies made my heart so young too. With these energies and forces surrounding me, I gradually could feel enlighten with a light heart and my mind was constantly feeling happy and wonderful. This proverb is so true; "A Happy Heart Sees A Beautiful World."

Well! I have not finished yet. May you guys allow me to continue again later? Is getting late and tomorrow is another great day ahead. Remember, blogging is a two ways affair. I can express my mind but is also good if  you can share your thought with me too. Okay? 

How to live up to 100 years old... to be continued.

Is good to see my readers are still there for me. They gave me the inspiration, and without them for me to write continuously wound not be easy at all.

I was thinking Teamama was a grand mother, until when she took the trouble to email her concern for me. She scanned over her specimen signature with a few words written, and that was when I realised she is actually a young working mother with a positive driven personality, very responsible and a focused lady as well. Her hand writing reveals. Am I right Shaw?

Wan, a reader all the way from the East Coast will not fail to read my blog. He is a very supportive friend who loves his family very much. Thank you Wan.

An anonymous who just sounded with YyyyyyeeeaaahhHhhhhh on the comment column must be one of my darlings. Tell me who you are lah?

Mdkhan is one of my young client who really surprised me. I didn't know he is reading my blog too. Thank you for coming over young man.

Another great fun guy I just recently encountered is Bandit. He is one year my junior, all the way from The United States. I believe he is a God sent friend who always dare to tell what and how he sees in me. Though we haven't met before, I believe he must be more handsomer and more naughtier than me. We are both a rascal. Right Bandit? 

Tomorrow is Wesak day, a public holiday in Malaysia. I'm preparing to leave for a short break this weekend with little darling, Looking at my time now... Oh My God! It's already 12 in the nite. I still have not continued to write my unfinished story. Trust me! I will write when I return again. All from the heart because you guys really touched my soul. Good night!

How to live up to 100 years old?

Little darling asked, "What's your dream sweetheart?"

My dream now is to live up to 100 years old. That statement stunned little darling, who couldn't believe my words. I told her... many people would be just like her who won't believe that one can live up to 85 or 100. Most people think that it's almost impossible to live that long. How many centenarians are on this planet?

Let me tell you this true story. When I was a young man at 30, I was always very curious on palm reading and horoscope. There was a very famous astrologer in town who stationed himself in a 5 Stars Hotel. The paper was talking so much about him, and I felt that I should see him. I had to make a call through his secretary, who fixed an appointment when I had to wait for six months before I could see this great astrologer. Prior to the day, I had to provide all my personal details to her. I requested a whole life reading which costed me a few hundred bucks. On that day the intense reading took him 6 hours for him to read my so called 'faith of life', from birth to death. All the details were recorded and written on an exercise book. He indicated to me that after my reaching of 60 years old, I would be sickly and weak and my final destination of life on death is April 2013. At that time, when I was only 30 years old, the year 2013 was too far for me to look at. I thought 2013 when I would be 65 then, is good enough for me because I still have got 35 years ahead. Time flow rapidly! By the time I was 50, I realised 60 would not be too far away now. I began to feel a little uneasy because the April 2013 was really bothering me. 

I hope the story won't be boring to whoever are reading now. Shall I continue? If yes! Please let me know and I will relate how I overcome this prediction when I had to prove him wrong. Thanks God! Today is 23 May 2013 already.