Facebook and why I hate it.

I logged in my Facebook after months Of absence. Flipping through Pages and Feeds....I understood that many love to travel. Arrrgh...some a lil bit too much.

Pegi travel, upload gambar macam bagus, tp anak2 tinggal rumah with The eldest, balik travel muka tk malu ada hati pinjam duit orang walaupun baru sekali berjumpa.

Yg jantan ni pulak known to be fashionable, Baju branded saja, travel sana sini, attend Kolumpo Fashion Week, travel sana sini, tp duit nan hador, ku sentak telo baru tau. Baru First week Of The month nak pinjam duit sana sini. Pegila gadai kasut LV tu kan, heyy ni dah la tak pernah jumpa, ada gak nk pinjam duit. Diaorang ni tk pikir/plan ke Dalam hidup?

Tu la menyampah nk buka Fb buat aku bengkak jer.


- Opinion is solely mine when I made this article.

I am not coming back to live in Malaysia anymore.

That charming old man said....I HAVE BEEN TO MALAYSIA 30 YEARS AGO, I LIKE TOBE THERE, WHY DONT YOU GO BACK TO YOUR BIRTHPLACE TO CONTRIBUTE YOUR WORK?

No..not for now. That question required a broad spectrum of answer. It’s not for economic reasons, but simply because I feel that the environment there has become so negative and oppressive that it’s impossible to be able to live as peaceful, productive, creative citizens anymore.

This photo taken prior landing in Schiphol where a question was asked to me by a older Belarusian businessman who sat beside me. Impressed by my ability to speak Russian, our conversation continues till we depart to our next departure gate in Schiphol.

- Opinion is solely mine when I made this article.