I know today would pass. I know that this week would pass. I know that this month would pass. But somehow sitting here feeling that I have been pummeled by hundreds of bricks made times seem to stop and the light at the end of the tunnel just happen to be somebody's flashlight that runs out of battery. And my path again succumbed in total darkness.
And I sit here for a while, wallowing, refusing to pick up calls & refusing to make calls. A little sad, a little depressed. Okay, maybe not so little.
I've made some promises to people that I'm pretty sure that I could keep. But ended unable to fulfill those promises. And that sucks, man. Really sucks. Especially when those people happen to be my trusted friends & people who gave me some breaks when I needed them.
And what really sucks is that I couldn't pick up the phone and call them I needed more time coz things didn't worked out. But how long am I going to supply people with those bloody excuses.
I hate it. I hate it.
If I didn't have all these promises that I have to fulfill I'll probably pack my bags & disappear.
Then what? Live my life as a coward or worst, die as a coward.
I'm thinking. I'm thinking. How am I going to get out from this mess?
Just when the Malaysian public are being fired up about rising oil prices, Datin Rosmah allegedly involvement in Altantuya murder and somewhere in the world a car was designed to run on water....a young handsome man by the name of Saiful Bahari made a police report that he was sodomized by the former Deputy Prime Minister of Malaysia, Anwar Ibrahim.
When this scandal of all scandal came up, I wanted to put my two cents on it based on what I know of what had happened in 1997. But I paused my fingers on the keyboard as I reflect deeper into my thoughts.
During those time internet was not as handy as it is now. My info back then were based on the mainstream media, contradictory discussion from those who are into politics & the West Malaysian MARA students who were big supporters of Anwar.
So I thought I should go back in time to look into the trial. Found this set of video by Foreign Correspondent that shed a different light into the matter.
I don't like Anwar. I still don't. As far as the stories of his bisexuality goes it had been circulating years before 1997. Whereby it was known that the Tan Sri always request a special service after having his hair cut done.
Then again it was still unproven khabar khabar angin (words in the wind?)
Then again a person private life shouldn't be the thing to judge a leader of a country. Shouldn't it?
Churchill was known to be a crook and Hitler was known to be a clean cut man.
Still I do think, unless somebody can convince me otherwise, that Anwar is a strategist, an opportunist and a selfish politician.
Kinda remind me of an old guy who approved the Petronas Twin Tower.
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And somewhere in the world a Japanese guy in dark clean suit, sitting on a rather sturdy white wooden chair, waiting patiently for approval on a patent of his car engine that runs on water.
And what really sucks is that I couldn't pick up the phone and call them I needed more time coz things didn't worked out. But how long am I going to supply people with those bloody excuses.
