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Wednesday, April 29, 2015

WHY DO WE LOVE BAD BOYS?

My mother always tell me, to marry a man that loves you.. and not the other way round.

Sounds familiar? Instead, we always end up with the one who breaks our heart. Why? The answer is excitement. That's why. We have been embedded in our head that 'Tall, Dark and Handsome' is what we call desirable men. First, the looks and everything else second. 

When I was a little girl, I love to watch fairy-tales. Always pretending that I was a princess trapped in a tower, waiting for my knight-in- shining armour to rescue me. Always have this notion that when I grew up, there will be this handsome man love me forever and ever. Just like in romantic stories...And they live happily ever after. WRONG! After 38 years of living, I am kind of sure that kind of fairy-tale love does not exist. Where did we go wrong? We are fools on love. Fools that fall in love. Now, after realising it, we have to pick ourselves back, brush off any debris and try to put on our best smile for the world to see that we are alright.

Do you believe in love-at-first sight? I do.. and I'm a woman. Being a woman, we are attracted to nice, cute, pretty things. That's why we have more than a pair of shoes, handbag, clothes etc. To be honest, women drool at men too. We just don't cat-called them. We do it discreetly. Am I right?

Physical attraction comes a long way since in our cave-day. The aborigines associate women physical appearance as the symbol of fertility. Hence, it stays to date. The problem is, when men are Tall, Dark and Handsome, they tend to use their charm in the wrong way. To get more conquest. Be it married or bachelor. Pious or wild. Only the wild we expect them to be. It's the pious one that we have to be careful about. Watch out for the ones with innocent-looking appearance. Boys will be boys.

Today, we have social media to thank for. Thank for finding our soulmates, or break up relationships. Finding a soulmate via the net is always risky. Be aware.. be very aware. When women in search of a relationship, we usually fall for the ones who can sweep us off our feet..someone who can charm us..
 
PART 2
 Often, women wear their hearts on their sleeves. And somehow men can smell this vulnerable state from far. I don't know why, men just know when we are lonely. Probably from the way we talk. But lately I noticed that it ain't matter whether you are available or not, men will still try their luck. Available means you're not taken/married. More and more affairs involves married or what the public sees as VERY married couple. Take facebook for instance, I find that most women projects that they are the happiest married lady on earth, conveniently leave out the bad part. Showing off good times, happy pictures of them with their partners/spouse. And sadlly, most of these ladies are either in denial or totally clueless about their partner / spouse's affair. I have had experience chatting and liking married or very married men. Of course I was single at that time. The ones that are married, were very charming, know what to say and how to say. Very often than not, we tend to fall for them. The more naughty they are the more we fall for them. Most bad boys know how to have us around their fingers. Offering empathy, caling us terms of endearments, showing that they are very concern of our well-being, giving out affectionns, joke around and most important of all - not boring. 

It is safer for us to marry someone who loves us, chase after us and not the other way round. Coz believe me, when they already have us, we are at their mercy. Giving all of us and expecting the same from them. Especially when you have children, not working and body began to expand. Your husband go to work, wearing crisp office shirt and pants with tie or coat. He sees beautifully dressed ladies at work, mingling with them. What he sees at work is ladies with an hour or so of make ups and clothes try-outs. Being men, no matter how loyal they are to their wives, they enjoy socialising around these beautiful ladies at work. Whether they take it to another level, that is what worry us. If we turn the table around, say we work in the office and our husbands are house-husbands. Looking at him at home in their unruly hair and attire, smelling like smelly cat.. or handsomely dressed men in the office. Of course we do enjoy being around these groomly office colleagues. It's just human nature.. 
So becareful ladies.. is it safe for me to say that we have to set our minds that we don't own our husbands. If you love someone set them free and if he comes back you know he's yours? Can we settle for that or not? That is the question i posed. 
Til we meet again, take care for now. I will continue writing about this only if there are request for it. Write to me.. tell me something. Love, Lady Lara

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

All I want for my birthday ..... - fazlin 14 Jun '09

My Dear Allah, 
All I want is.. 
A time to share.. 
A time to play... 
A time to feel joy n happiness 
A time to forget n beg for forgiveness. 

For my 32nd birthday, 
I wish that all my good dreams n asspiration will come true, 
Though at this moment all I'm feeling is blue 
My tempreture is rising due to the flu 
My head feel like exploding, n heavy too. 

Allah please give me my health back 
I wanna feel happy not sad 
Though I have to admit I kind of punish myself 
To feel physically bad so that I wont go mad. 

But I guess its just another birthday 
Dont care about it, just go my way 
Be happy and be merry thats what they say 
Coz u are wat u think u are n they stilll say wat they wanna say 

I have my wish list ready if u wanna see 
I'm gonna make sure i will get it n i will ever be 
The person that i see in my mind wen i was a baby 
Determine with wat i want, persistence is in me 

With your consent Ya Allah, 
i willl fulfill my dreams, 
Be it thru watever weather its gonna be 
Counting the moment wen i look back and say.. Thank you allah for believing in me! 
Amin! 

To us bad gurls - We ride together, we live together!

Life is a journey, 
The long drive of ours, 
Thru the hustle bustle of the jungle city , 
Or the peaceful drive in the serene country. 
Sometimes we have to pull up, 
Just to recharge or boost up, 
Come rain or shine, 
Don’t give up. 
Have that destination in your mind, 
And continue with the holy crusade of divine. 

Along the way you will meet different kinds of soul, 
One that is sincere, heartfelt and truthful, 
Or one that is awful, terrible or mortally dreadful. 
Be aware with these strangers you meet, 
Pretending to be your friend right up from the street, 
Watch your back or you will end up in blazing heat. 

Life is a long run 
Every adrenaline pumping strive u take 
Determines how u end the perfect match-make 
The feelings of rigidity, strained and overwrought stress 
Leaving you nothing but a disarray predicament mess 
Haunting your mind and soul with an agonizing pain 
Asking you to halt, stop or even quit the race again 
But honey, what people say...no pain no gain, 
You’ve just gotta try out for the qualifying sprint 
And hope u will not fall down with an embarrassing spin 

Just don’t wear your heart on the sleeve, 
Shows you are vulnerable which they will perceive, 
Ahhh...but I guess this is life, and I’m just an actress, 
Put on my happy mask after a night of bawling tears, 
Every day I get up and dress up with a pinch of affection, 
Hence audience, the show is starting......., 
SShhhh silence ...‘Lights, Camera, Action!’ 

( Special pass to the backstage anyone? Not recommended for people w health problem!) 
-fuzzlyn (Aug 09) 

DEDICATED TO YOU STRANGER

Life is a story, 
Which has happy ending or heart-rending, 
Like Romeo and Juliet, or so it was said, 
That cuts the heart to slices like a razor-sharp blade, 
Had my heart -wrenching share of bloodshed, 
Would not go there anymore I solemnly pledged. 
Who needs a heart if the heart can be broken, 
But I can’t lie to myself, think my heart is taken, 
By a forbidden fruit in a land God forsaken! 

So how do I know this one is for true? 
Or just a love game created for two? 
Didn’t run this far just to fall down again, 
Didn’t go this far just to get hurt again. 

Like the water fountain in the spring, 
Flowers blooming, cool breeze whispering. 
Like the river flowing to the sea, 
Birds chirping and buzzing bees. 
Looking from the eye of an innocent soul, 
The story of her true love untold, 
Like a beggar begging for a piece of coal, 
To warm herself up in the winter cold. 

Dear Stranger, 
Please, do be sincere, truthful and profoundly kind, 
To my heart that is regal, majestically divine. 
I am not that strong , 
and I don’t have the strength, 
To withstand, fight, struggle in love tussle again. 
Though they say ‘All’s fair in love and war’ 
But What is fair? and What love is for? 
So atrocious, vicious, quite appalling.., 
As it is heavenly glorious, charmingly fulfilling. 

Upon receiving my heart I hope u know, 
How to handle it with care and not to give me sorrow. 
To have my heart dear, is so astounding, 
As I have build a wall to fend myself from falling. 
Guess you’ve gotten my attention, Stranger, 
So use it wisely, don’t waste your providence dear, 
Opportunity only happens once, not in every year, 
Take a step further, darling, so you don’t live in fear. 
( It’s your call, take it or leave it, Stranger) 

-fuzzlyn (Aug 09) 

' A SORROW HEART '

A sorrow heart disguising in the night,
Hunting out for her soul that lost in the light,
Reaching out for help no one came to her plight,
Dragging her feet back to life with all her might.

What can a soul do to ask for assistance?
She wondered around proving her existence,
But people looking as if saying good riddance,
She sunk to her knees submitting to her irrelevance.

I am a nobody but that is okay,
Whining and mopping is not my forte,
Nevertheless my children is all I care,
To let unjust do unto them is so unfair.

All these years I struggle and strive,
To become a good mum that's all i thrive,
Yet day by day I feel I'm failing,
Too much burden I feel i'm drowning.

Help me God, My world is upside down,
Up and down like a merry go round,
Tossing and turning deep in the ground,
Smile my dear don't let they see you frown.

They see me smile, they see me happy,
Behind closed doors they don't see me teary,
Even if they do, they don't give a fry,
People love to hate, love to see you cry.
- Fazlin Basri 2014

LOST IN A HALLOW

Have you ever feel that you are alone in this world, and nobody understands you?
Feeling empty inside, try to reach for someone but nobody hears you?
So empty and lonely, willing people to listen, to feel that you are human too
Nobody knows, nobody cares. Not even your own folks , asking how do you fare.
" You always bring problems and your problems everywhere " 
" Why cant you listen to me, do as I say! I guarantee you will have nice news to share"
So here I am torn between two; husband said this is what u do, but my mama said do it MY WAY coz u dont have a clue! 
Which one should I choose, which one should I follow?
I am confuse lad, lost in a hollow
Why oh why must I fall for this trap? I kept on walking in circles tho with the help of a map

They say its all happening due to your sin in the past.
Right from the day you were born, til today it will last
So I am to blame for my parents divorce, my own divorce and now the discipline that I enforce
On my own kids due to the fact that they lied to me and the consequences they have caused

It brings you down it brings you sorrow
the fact that your own family let you down, no support to borrow
They always see the failure you have made, they dont see the stake that you paid
Being a teacher, I guess doesnt bring you good. 
Thot they will respect you more but instead they poke your mood
" You dont know how to raise your kids, you dont know how to get them to salute"
They are abandoned, they ignored
All you do as a mother is sleep and snore...
- Fazlin Basri 2014