Friday, February 24, 2012


Keith was the most extra ordinary guy one could know. Jenny knew him by accident.

 One night while driving home Jenny had a flat tyre. Along came a gentleman that stopped to help. He tried very hard but couldn't get the wheel off. So he called for a tow truck. He was so kind to wait with Jenny for the truck. In those short 30 mins, they got to know one another. After that incident, they became friends.

 The next night that gentleman, Keith, called Jenny for a date. They had been dating for four nights continuously.

Keith never came round during the day. He would have his cell phone turned off.  Jenny asked Keith what was he doing. He replied he worked in the share market as a broker. He had no time for personal calls and always busy during the day, everyday.

When night came,  it was a pleasure and delight to see him. Keith would always come to pick Jenny at 7.30 sharp.

At the weekend, Keith never came by but he called on Saturday night to say he had much work to finish at home.

On the following Monday night,  Jenny jokingly asked Keith if he was married or seeing other girls. To both of her questions, he answered no.

In a way, Jenny found him to be quite mysterious and  she intended to find out his secrets.

 So, she pretended to be angry if Keith didn't tell her where he was actually working. Seeing that, Keith  reluctantly gave her the name of an office in KL.

The next morning, out of curiosity Jenny checked out the number of the office and gave it a call.

The receptionist who took her call, told Jenny that Keith didn't turn up for work for a week. She said the manager might have sent Keith out of town.

On hearing that, Jenny felt strange but she would not ask Keith about that. Maybe he would get annoyed over her checking behind his back.

When Keith came by that night, Jenny asked  him for his address. He wrote it down for her.

Somehow, Jenny had a suspicion that Keith was a married man. The next morning she drove to the address given to her, guided by her GPS

She ended up at a large disused mining pool. 'That's impossible" she kept on thinking while driving home. 'Why the hell would Keith give me an address like that?   He must have made a mistake."

The rest of the day, Jenny was in no mood to do anything else but waited eagerly for night to come. When Keith arrived, she would want him to clarify a few things with her this time.

That evening, at about 7, Jenny made a cup of coffee and sat by the telly to wait for her date.

The evening news was just coming on, reporting that a car was pulled out from a disused mining pool that afternoon. The driver, a male of about 23, inside it was dead, believed to have commited suicide by drowning. That man probably had died more than a week ago.

Jenny's eyes were glued to the telly as she watched the ongoing news. She almost fainted when she saw that the car being pulled out of the pool and the victim's body were...........Keith's.

Friday, February 17, 2012


 Last Sunday i looked at my collection of Cds and Dvds and decided to throw them all away. A few years back doing such a thing would be a matter of life and death.

 For once i  learn to let go without regret. Everything is downloadable these days, so there isn't much point in keeping movies you have already seen 100 times over or songs you have heard so many times before or concerts you have watched until you can perform them yourself! That means even Michael Jackson has gonna go.

 Another thing, books that you have read from cover to cover, is there fun to read the same thing all over again? I wonder. Some stories that brought tears to our eyes on the first reading may not do so the second time around. Stories like Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter, that made us go ga ga first time round,  now have to wave goodbye and ride into the sunset too.

 Songs that moved our heart before may not have the same effect when times have changed.

 The horror movies that terrified us once look so outdated now.

 One big problem are the pairs and pairs of shoes lying around. I have only two feet, how come i ended up with over 16 pairs of shoes? Again, i wonder.

 I dare not consider the clothes. As i was clearing my wardrobe, i came across some that i could hardly believe that i actually bought. Such ugly clothings.  Many that i hardly have worn with the price tag still attached to them. Now they don't even fit me anymore. Why are they in my keep for so many years? Again i wonder.

 There is a strange middleaged man that lives directly opposite my house.Everyday he goes around from bin to bin , searching for trash to keep. Every time, i can see him bringing home something (usually metal items like broken bicycle parts, unwanted pipes, broken fridge doors and scraps of  metal and etc).

 He doesn't even bother if it is rusty or not. He looks happy bringing home a new find and his wife doesn't mind.

 In fact,  his wife tells me one day that her husband has hoarded up so many unusable things in the living room that there is hardly any decent place to sit or move about. And the whole house smells like rust!


What does your husband do with the scraps of metal? Is he building something with them?

His wife:

No, nothing but he says they would come in handy one day. He has ideas, he says and will put them into action when the time is right.


I see. (OMG, i think to myself, has he been getting texts from Cybertron to create a new Decepticon to defeat Optimus Prime? Or has he been receiving  instructions from Steven Speilberg  in Hollywood to  get something ready to fight Atom in Real Steel 2?).

His wife:

My husband keeps himself busy every night arranging and rearranging and sorting out the junk. He is so pleased to know it is secured and that no one touches it. To him it is his treasure..

Me: that so...i see. (OMG, my second guess is true, i had better warn Hugh Jackman and that cute son of his that Atom is gonna get bashed up again one more time and i don't want to see all the ladies going sob sob sob again one more time. Enough is enough!!!)
She says she dare not talk to her husband about the junk . He would get really mad as they have had many arguments over that subject before.

Well, as i have finally decided to chuck all my old stuff away, though nothing is made of metal, still i hope that strange man won't go and bring them all back home to keep.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012


Here we go again, all lovers are taken for a ride once usual the cost of roses and candlelight dinners shoots up.

However, all the Romeos around wouldn't mind.  Romance is in the air.

What is money when one is in love, it is Romeo's honour to spend and spend on Juliet.                                                                                                            

Valentine is the perfect time for the ladies to show off. Just this morning my neighbour's wife went jumping and screaming with joy at her front gate. She was delivered a big bouquet of roses sent by her husband. She was waving the flowers around like a little girl so that all could see and envy.

She deliberately called loudly to her children inside the house "Come out and see what your sweet Daddy sent to me, how loving of him!"

Poor fool, I caught her husband walking hand in hand with another woman, a much younger one, while I was holidaying up in Genting Highland last month.

Should I tell her? Better not, I guess. Better mind my own business.

Last night, my casual friend and I went for dinner at The Ship in Damansara Jaya.

The place was so packed with couples. The  tables were arranged so close to one another that we could overhear what was said between the couple at the table to our right. There sat a man of about 50 yrs old and a charming young lady around 25.

The lady kept asking the man to keep his promise about them booking into a hotel after the dinner. Throughout the dinner the man looked worried and I overheard him saying something like his wife was expecting him home to eat.

When I told my friend what I heard, he just laughed and said "Wow, lucky old man, can get 2 chicks and 2 meals one night!"

I always don't give a damn about Valentine as it is such a scam!

Instead, here are several more worthwhile occasions that call for celebration, for instance Mistress Day, Maid's Day and Divorcees' Day.  On these days, I bet all the men will go queuing up to buy gifts and roses for their lover as well as booking dinner tables and hotel rooms for the night! Good luck to them!

So, wives of the world unite! You have nothing to lose but your husbands!