Please don't call me uncle, I am the big bro!

The week long absence proved to be a very busy week. Come to the end of the week, I have almost forgotten what's actually happened the whole week. Yesterday while rushing to two different venues for different events, I stopped by the office to catch a quick chat with the senior staff and to find out how's the office going on. I could hardly remember what happened on Thursday when they asked me how was the talk going on, on that day itself. I was simply tired, the mind was only focusing on the coming events rather than thinking back.

The stalker got what she wanted when she turned up in the office. She was reluctantly to leave until she got to see me even though the senior staff had insisted that I welcomed no guests that time because I was very busy, a plot that I made with the senior staff to get rid off her. But it was a futile attempt, she insisted and not to budge an inch off. Even though we settled earlier that I would send someone to give the talk, she came around again compelling me to go.

Certainly I was not impressed with the move but I just didn't want to create any scene, and would wish to end the whole ordeal by just GIVING IN to the stalker. I spoke to the superior in the morning, and he wasn't keen on what she was doing but I convinced him to let everything done as soon as possible as I couldn't stand the persistence of 'sms'es and calls from this stalker.

The last thing I would do was to report it to the police for harassment but again, people would start laughing, as it is now, the whole office knew about this incident, and everyone has non-stop teasing me. 'You know, she's really pretty, what a waste', said the staff. And the ever timid assistant even dared to make a lil joke out of it in front of me, I could only put up a fake lil smile and told her, 'Have you finished your work?'

The week went so fast that I have no time to check on the damage done on that day. Well, the talk was uneventful and I was satisfied that everything went well. Yesterday itself, I had two events going on in two different towns, that explains why the schedule was so tight. We lost our way when the driver had no idea where we were going at the very last minute in the morning. I had to make some emergency calls to the organizer and voila, we were 1 hour late. The event had to be delayed until my arrival in the morning.

It felt like a lil YB (yang berhormat-la), I was the honoured guest at the event. Launching the ceremony at the district level and I had to give my officiating talk. Then mingling with the people, bla bla bla... yes, just like so PR-ing. The weather was rather warm and hot.

Then we had to rush back to another town for a youth talk. It's a youth program organized by one of the substations. The jam was horrendous and I fell asleep during the journey until an hour later, I was awoken by the driver, and I had to go home to change to more casual wear. After some refreshments, we headed down to the youth talk event.

The thing about being with the youths is that, I felt as if I was like a big brother. In people's eyes, I am always the big brother. In fact, I am the youngest in the family. Nobody would have guessed that coz I played the big bro card very well. Since young, people looked up to me. Having said that, I actually at times yearn to be a lil brother, having someone to talk to and get advice. We started off by breaking the ice. Then after a lil talk from me, we went into some discussions. The youngest in the crowd being 12 years old, and the oldest was 19. It was quite a large crowd, around I would say 30? These kids are mainly from the underprivileged society.

We shared about the experiences of being youth and how to cope with it. I really hoped this lil pet project of ours would see beyond skin colours, genders or any discrimination of such. I realize the youths are like a piece of plain cloth. They see no colour. But they will turn into a colourful fabric if nurtured correctly. Otherwise, they'll be a rotten cloth of unwanted material. We can't afford to lose anymore of our coming generation into such an uncaring society which filled with lots of hatred to each other.


Greed and power has cost too much to our country. To talk about the current situation of the country would take more than a day, and a pretty huge sigh. I think I better save my breath. Only those who are blind would not see it through. When I looked at these kids, I feel so peaceful in lieu of the hatred world outside. I see one human race rather than races defined by the roots. So, my final say of that day was, "please don't call me uncle, I am your big bro".