I’m fine now. Emosi sudah kembali stabil. I reckon I was experiencing a bout of catatonic mood swing. Happens only to the best of us.
Original entry post mood swing is supposed to be about this little girl I met during Terawikh but I’ll get to that later. Promise promise.
Tonight, allow me to rant and rave. It’s part of the 12 step post mood swing recovery process.
Dear Kak Normah of Berita Harian,
I read your little piece today. Of Ain or is it Ekin getting married after Aidilfitri to a duda anak 3.
Kak Normah, correction.
The guy in the picture is no duda. He is very much still married. He has 3 beautiful children, 2 boys and a girl, and a very down-to-earth wife who is very loyal to him.
Ain is very much delusional. Or perhaps just desperate to be married to a rich man. Yes kak Normah, the man in the picture is extremely rich. Yet again, I would like to stress that he is STILL married. She’s about to break up a family.
No kak Normah. I’m not doing this out of spite or out of raving jealousy. It made me queasy reading how you wish them all the luck in the world because you see…take away his millions, I doubt he would be that much attractive in the eyes of what-ever-her-name-is. Serious.
I could actually care less of who the plastic look-a-alike wants to marry and spend her happily ever afters with. I just despise the fact that she’s splattering it all over the papers for all to see. Regardless of how his wife and kids might feel.
Just for fun, let’s imagine that Mawi is doing the exact same thing she’s doing.
Having ranted and raved, allow me to go back into a zen-like state of mind.