Wednesday, June 21

Happy-happy-Joy-Joy

She is my mom... He is my brother...

That is me.

Actually, I have to other brothers. This one here is Yogas, the 2nd born, a civil engineer getting his Master Degree. Pilar, the first born is a Diplomat-to-be. Adhya, my baby brother is an immigrant-officer-to-be. I myself, am a translator at a Japanese company.

'Brothers are supposed to say their sisters are ugly'. that's what I heard Kirk Cameron say to Tracy Gold in one of the 'Growing Pains' episodes. Well, I'm not pretty, but I'm happy. I try to be sweet and kind and generous. Perhaps, the saying: beauty comes from within just might work for me. Although I get scared of my selfish tendencies sometimes. Oh, I wish I don't grow up to be one of my aunts. She always remembers and reminds people of her kind actions. We have the same star-sign. But then again my late grandmother (from mom's side) has the same star-sign and she is the least egotistical person I've known. Quite a saver though, my grandmother once saved a box of Macadamia Nut Chocolates from Hawaii for quite a long time. And upon opening it, all we got was dust. Yet, I prefer being like my late granny nevertheless.

Yet, I'm forever grateful for my Grandmother's participating in teaching me how to read the Quran. Cos, in Islam, If you teach something and the person you taught it to uses it, you both will be blessed. Even if you're no longer in this world. The cool part of teaching is, if that someone you taught teaches another person thus the other person teaches it to other people, it's just like Multilevel Marketing... You're RICH!!!--in blessings... and that's what counts in Islam, if you want to live happily ever after.

Oh, did I mention that I'm a Lightworker? Dunno what that is? Well, try using a search engine. You're online aren't you? Sheesh....