The day I want to lastik God

I put this on my Twitter and Facebook this morning.

A girl’s faith made me want to throw rocks at God and scream, “Hey Dude, why aren’t you answering your mails!!!!??” But…..(wait I blog)

And I wish I can really reach God that way. Pelt God with pebbles and ask Him what He is doing up there.
It is hard not to feel demoralise when you see all the pains, sufferings, hurts, injustice and sad stuffs going on. It is even harder to see little children with poor parents hanging around feeling helpless. They are such cute, adorable kids. They are trapped by poverty.

I cried after I left the scene. It is not pity that made me shed some tears over my Hokkien Mee and kopi-peng breakfast. It is how strong the young girl is inspite of her hardships. We chatted for a long time. She revealed a lot of things to me which are for my ears only. But I want to share part of the inspiring conversation on video. (P/S : If you hear azan at the back, it is coming from the Penang State Mosque and got recorded while I was narrating.)

I say it is Divine intervention that a woman who speaks good English told me part of the untold stories about the orange dress girl. (I usually do not believe 100% I hear) This Indian Muslim woman with her two sons were hanging around Kuan Yin temple too. She is not homeless but renting a room nearby. She asked me if I can help her submit the forms to apply for renting low cost flats. She said the rental is RM100 compared to the RM170 room she is renting now. I told her, “Give me the forms.” She said if a nobody applies, they will never get it. I wonder why she thinks I am a somebody? But looking at her and her two sons, I guess I can go an extra mile and give Ng Wei Aik (the ADun) nightmares if I have to. Or join DAP if I need to. (but maybe Makkal Sakthi may want me too)

Anyway, back to the conversation, I learnt many stuffs. And I am going to continue bugging the DCM2 for some help for the orange dress girl and her family. I know a lot of people may find me snobbish, idealistic, lansi and etc to go straight to the top but I feel it is a crime to turn a blind eye and not doing anything for her. It is a sin, as a Christian to have a heart of stone because obviously, we are not in Christ. That’s why the other day, I wrote to Prof. Ramasamy, disregarding whether he cares to listen or not. Of course, I name drop lah. I told Prof. Ramasamy if he needs reference of who I am, please ask jeng jeng jeng… #1 idol. Who dares to ignore, right? Smart, eh? Taking advantage…LOL

Prof. Ramasamy is so nice to reply my email within hours after I sent to him. Now, I shall pray that his good office will pull some strings, get the three little girls a home, find school for the two older girls and may God keep the father working hard as a trishaw rider to provide for the family.

I cannot imagine a cute six years old girl sleeping on the cement floor along Penang Road, the hawker centre in Victoria Street or the Esplanade basketball court. (but I am going to see it myself soon) We knew about this because last night, two of us CJs went to scour the town to search for this family and the other homeless people told us about them. Even the homeless folks took pity on the family. What more people like us?

I still want lastik God but I think I heard He smirks, “Woman, why do you think I equip you with skills to crap like no one else, master in tugging hearts and expert in video filming? You know what to do lah..Go do it and help Me, will you?”

Yes, Lord…

(Disclaimer : If you are a constipated Christian and feels I have offended thee with my thoughts on your image of God, sorry, too bad, I can’t help you get over your hang-ups. If you fail to see the truth, please gouge your eyes and never read my blog. If you cannot feel God’s love for the poor and homeless through my words, the midspan of Penang Bridge or 59th floor of Komtar are good places to begin your journey. Remember to leave your shoes behind before you jump, ok?)

9 thoughts on “The day I want to lastik God

  1. it’s hard to knw where to draw the line when U r involved.
    no child should be homeless, no child should feel hunger, no child should be denied basic education… (when i c they ask for birth cert/parent’s ic just to enrol the child….. i say go to hell). As a citizen, I don give a xxxx where the parents come from or if they are illegal migrants. tht’s a separate issue and the children should not be denied their basic rights.

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  2. u want post, i give you post….

    the church bell and the contrasting pic of temple at the start was refreshing, i c potential oh…h!
    if I were in her shoes, I too will pray to god, it’s the faith and religion tht keeps me in sane. but there comes the ‘Armageddon’ later where u just disregards everything even the faith. then there will be no hope.

    well done (pad on shoulder)

    p/s next year, i reckomen u for datuk-ship? or u want PKM, PKR, JPJ, MPSP instead…

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  3. JT – That one is temple bell lah! When people ‘pay their vow’ or something, they will ring the bell. Church pulak. I want Tun pls.

  4. I feel so touched when I saw the video. I used to play a lot around Armenian street when I was young because my dad was involved with PHT. So he just dumped me at the street to play with other kids. But he always tell me not to go near the homeless kids because they are dirty and they might pass some kutu to me. As a kid, I didn’t see anything wrong with my dad’s advice. But now that I reflected it, I think people shouldn’t judge homeless people that way. They didn’t ask to be poor. Let me know if I can do anything. Currently I’m working with Amnesty International.

    Just a side note, the blogger seafood party I’ve told you has been postponed to 7th June, 6.30pm at Teluk Bahang Seafood. Hope to see you there.

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  5. jerine – eeeerrrr…actually I did see kutu on one of the girls’ head. But then, if I get it, it is good excuse to shave myself bald. LOL. I brought a bottle of Johnson Baby shampoo for the girls and that’s when I pay attention. Anyway…they do try to stay clean cos the soup kitchens all insist they must be bathed before they can come for meals. The soup kitchens all have shower cubicles.

    Thanks for the offer to help. Human rights is one of the issue we CJs are asked to focus on and I am still grappling with what constitute human rights. If I need any clarification, I will keep you in mind.

    June 7 weekend may see me in KL. But then, my plans aren’t confirmed yet. Still…why la they go from one end of the world to the other. Soooooo far away.

  6. I can provide you with the research part on human rights. I’m actually doing my masters now in human rights. Do let me know if you need help, ok? I’m actually going back to Penang next week. Can’t wait!!!!!

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  7. I got to know, SP Setia Foundation help school children from poor family, providing them meals in school, uniform, books. If the exam result very good, they will sponsor till university. The people from the foundation has to verify by visiting the family & children. You may provide them the info of the girl.

  8. sharmini – I have given the details to the DCM2 and let’s see what the state government do for them. I will note your suggestion. Unfortunately, now the girls aren’t even in school and right now, they are sleeping in trishaws.

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