The Homeless - Part 1

When I was a kid, I had always wanted a 'Play House' sold at Toys 'R' Us. It was a hard plastic house that had a size of 3 by 3 metres in length, and a metre in height. What had made it attractive in the eyes of the kids was its bright coloured features and various designs of houses. Die-hard I wanted it badly, despite knowing that it could get stuffy after awhile in it. And my Dearest Mom would give her usual reply of 'Okay, shall get it for you someday' whenever I asked for it. It was only the matter of time before I would figure out that it was just another false hope of hers; like how she used to 'promise' that she would register me for weekly tae-kwon-do lessons back then.

When I matured into a teenager a decade ago, I had moved into my recent house at Bedok. I pondered 'When will I ever have my own room?' since I have been sharing a room with my younger siblings all these while.

Now, all grown up, I am excited that the lingering thought of having my own room would soon be a reality after my mom told me that she is planning of getting a resale 4 room flat. I know this time it is not going to be another false hope of hers, as both me and my mom have planned to share our CPF funds to get the flat. However, vis-a-vis to the recent substantive issue- the increasing number of the Homeless, it has made me to think twice about getting my own room...

The Homeless

As you know, statistics have shown that there's a growth in the homeless population. These homeless have become the 'Permanent Residents' of places like streets and beaches. Unlike the kind of PR that certain eligible foreigners could apply for, if they wish to work and live here, the homeless are not allowed to be the 'PR' of the streets or places as such.

There are two kinds of homeless that we could look at. One is the homeless family -where the whole of the family nucleus had been kicked out from their homes due to unaffordable payments of Housing Development Board (HDB) or bank loans. The other type of homeless is made up of aged parents, where their ungrateful children insisted that Old Folk's Home is the best resort for them. Typical reason, lack-of-time to look after the well-being of their parents due to busy schedule at work.

Among these two, my heart goes a lot to the latter type of homeless people. The homeless 'family nucleus' existed because of their greed: which is totally avoidable if the bread winner of the family is wise in his expenditure and payment of loans. Conversely, the homeless 'aged parents' have no alternative but to be homeless if they want to escape from being imprisoned in the Old Folk's Home. Personally, I would rather be homeless than to be send to such Homes. For simple logic; I'm old and my life span is short. I would rather live in uncertainties of my remaining days of life- just to able to see happiness around me even though it isn't mine, than to be in the same place everyday till my last breath- where sorrows of other souls grieve in silence.

Latter part of the heart-throbbing issue, the HDB was fast enough to react with the raising concern of these homeless. I guess they were going like 'Ouhk-oh' .. after lots of questions probably hanging in the air which goes something like: Okay, I wasn't given second chance in my payment of house thus I need to pack my stuff to make my leave and it is an offence to live in the public. So where on earth I need to go if I do not have any relatives or my relatives aren't kind enough to spare some space in their house?

So, our gracious HDB are actually making some apartments for these homeless- a temporary stay of three months before they finally got a more stable job which could allow them to move out from their support. I was imagining their temporary home would look somewhat like a hostel as they would be sharing the apartment with rest of the other homeless.

But then again, will this solution is going to decline the raising number of the homeless? Or would take HDB by storm if their implementation could actually end up in an ironic twist? While me and my good friend, Mr M, were pondering and sharing solutions to it days ago, I guess the one of the way could decline the homeless population is by tackling the issue in the root of the problem.

What's the "Really Root of the Problem?" Elaboration would be explain in my next blog. It is getting late guys.

To Be Continued . .

The Infamous: A Tribute to Victims of Sex Video Phones Speculation.

[What Inspired me to blog this tribute? The increasing trends of sex video speculations, without the acknowledge of the involving sex parties, which resulted in increasing rate of suicides or destroying one's life. Besides that, I have two beautiful younger sisters, which I pray everyday that, they won't be victims of these inhumane speculation.]

I was reading updates from Facebook till I came across a post that talked about a current sex scandal video featuring one of our local ex-Mediacorp actress. Being kay-po, I clicked on the post to get their whole conversation. It was not long before I figured out who was the actress that they were mentioning about. Wasting no time, I began to google her name up to find out how true was the info. Then I found out, the story was actually appeared in the last Thursday paper.

Hmm. I paused. I read the whole article. I felt sad. I felt for her so bad not because she was a celebrity but, what if (touch wood!) she was my sister or this were to happen to my own sister. How am I, as a brother, able to walk down the streets receiving unwanted stares from strangers that knew about my sister's Infamous video. How am I, as brother, able to defend or stay by my sister side, when my own family members bad talked about my sister during a family gathering. How am I, as a brother, going to give moral support to my sister, at the same time controlling my anger, after all the shame she had brought to the family. I pondered till I almost teared. I still remember the every first video that featured two Malay students that were having sex at scene of a staircase. As My heterosexual friends were getting aroused from the Infamous video, I felt disgusted. Same thing was running through my mind; What if ..

As soon as I snapped out of my pondering, I lie besides my sister, she was 3 years younger than me, that was on the couch- busy playing her Facebook game and told her about this matter. As soon as I finished my lecture, she turned her focused from her notebook and looked amazed.

"She actually did that?" asked my sister, Sheila.

"Yup.. Oh Come on, don't be surprised. Celebrities are not angels after all. They have their mistakes & imperfections. But they supposed to be a Role Models for their fans," I replied in relation to the recent sex scandal story.

"Whatever it is, I'm telling you this so that you would know ... " I widened my eyes as I mentioned the last word of my sentence.

"Ya.. Ya.. I know. And as much as you are concerned about me, I am concerned about you as well," She mocked me with her sweet vicious smile.

I cracked up. "You know me well, honey." I replied to her before I stood up & stole one of her cigarettes.

If I were to give an advice to young adult couples about "Love Making" session recorded on video phone, I would tell them; "It is Always A-okay to record it, But Never A-okay to keep it." If they were smart enough to record it, they should be smart enough to delete it, & know why was it dangerous to keep such video.


Why Is It A-Okay to Record It?

I lost my virginity as early as 14 (something that I wasn't proud of) and always believe that, "Love-Making" session is a Beautiful thing. It is true when they say that "When you're in Love, the heart speaks with the heart, no words required for us to say."

I remembered there was a particular time, I had I recorded my Love Making session with my only ex-love and it was somewhat weird, but nice FOR US to view it. After viewing, both of us agreed that the passion in the "Love-Making" and it was just priceless. It was just that, I got a hard slapped on the head, Ouch!, when I jokingly told my ex-love that, "Damn, you could pass as a Hot Porn-star."

After watching it, both of us come to same thinking that the video MUST be destroyed. And obviously we didn't use video phone, oh come on; Video phone is such a child's play. We used my notebook- The bigger, the better baby..

Okay enough said of my experience. Back to the topic. My advice to you girls out there, please be careful with this increasing trends of video phone thingy. Like what Jason Mraz sang.. "Our Name is Our Virtue .." It would really bring great pain to my eyes, especially your parents & family- not forgetting race, to watch you girls trying to be naughty for the obvious wrong reason. If you decided to recorded it with your partner, just to see how funny your boyfriend face when he reached to his stage of Nirvana, Please don't forget to Delete it off. For Heaven sake.

Lastly, Never trusted your boyfriend when he said that he would keep the video with full-responsibility. This is simply because; Men are not Only Ego but They are Careless at times. Most of times for me. So ya, Be Safe Never Keep Your Sex Video. I couldn't emphasize more than this.


Till my next Blog; With Loads of Love - Adifazely.


[This is a message to a Friend, or acquaintance for now, who decided to say Goodbye to my circle of friends recently; you know who you are.

Erm dude, I still remember what you told me before when I told you that ..

"No matter how we quarreled with each other, we (Alfiah gang) would still, at the end of the day, be good with each other again"

And you replied something like, "It's good that you guys maintained the good relationship with each other."

I truly hope that you would take back your Goodbye, if you are a man of your words. Maybe you might not want to chat with me anymore, which I could understand why, but at least not to the others. Because they don't deserve it. Well, I could be full of crap at times, (who doesn't anyway), so ya la.. I think I have done my part since it was My Fault for your leave. Till then, take care. - Adifazely]

Friend-A-Fit : Would You Allow Your Friend to Touch Your Disco Stick?

Okay, For the Record of those who do not know what's the meaning of "friend-a-fit", Friend-A-Fit means having "friends with benefits" such as you can have sex, kiss, hold hands, cuddle and do things that couples do in relationships but you have no emotional attachments. You don't have to care about their feelings being hurt when you are with another person. And they shouldn't be hurt too. (According to "Urban Dictionary" - online.)

To start this proper, I would like to say "I Believe in Friend-A-Fit !!" Hehe. I know I need not be overexcited in telling the Public this, but I'm still trying to make my stand & point over yesterday debate with my "Alfiah Coffeeshop Gang".

Here's How the Debate Went On Yesterday ...

"How could you have sex with your own friends .. You're making you're friend like a slave," Zahid Mendoza said as he still holding on to his cup of less sugar coffee while the whole debate was going on. Don't ask me why.

"No! In what way I will make my friend like a slave? It is not as if I would practice Master & Slave on them during the Lust making session," I said that as my defense statement.

"Adi, if you were to do with friends that are not so close to you, it's Ok," Rizal Abdul Karim said while having his arms folded.

Heder Monteiro then nodded his head to agree with Rizal Abdul Karim.

"It's not the matter of the proximate level of friendship that you have with your friends, it's about satisfying your Lust & your friend's Lust," I replied with a stern voice in order to make my point more concrete.

"If that's the case, I'm sorry to tell you this but, you simply don't have any principles in life," Zahid Mendoza said bluntly.

I raised my both hands up and in ironic amusement laughter I said, "What? Because of that I do not have principles in Life??."

"Donita" was there too. He was indeed speechless & clueless, and probably shocked about the whole debate. Still, with a Big Bro image he portrayed, he remained cool & steady. Way to go Boy!

Oh well, enough with the debate. I shall share with you readers, based on my personal experience, 5 Top Reasons of why "Friend-A-Fit" is A-Okay in this Civic Minded Society.

(Not in any particular Order.. But the no. 5 is the Most Priority. Hehe.)

1) Better Friendship. First of all, the higher the level of intimacy you have with your friend, is the closer your friendship you will have with your friend. This is because, you have removed the personal space boundaries with him/her. You allow him to enter the personal space which, you would distance yourself from others, due to your insecurities, trust & safety.

2) Healthy Sex. Okay, We Human Beings are horny at times. For the Hardcore ones, it would be every minute of their lives. (Haha!) Anyway, we could practice healthy sex because as you know, the rate of STD & Aids are increasing every second as the clock ticks. And We are all immune to have it if; we were to wake up one day & realized that for some human-nature-call reason we are horny, and decided to go chat channels for some hook-up. While some others, usually the old ugly people, would look for prostitutes for it. Hence, if the hook-ups that we met up or the prostitutes that the old ugly people look for has STD or Aids .... (Please help me to complete the sentence & don't forget to touch "Wood").

So, doing with friends are healthy because, 1 thing for safety sure; Our Friends Won't Want to Harm Us If They Know They Have It.

3) Genuine Feedback. In One Night Stand, most partners find it difficult to give their "ONS" party a genuine feedback of the sex that they had had. This is because, most of them probably don't bother as it is just; One Night Only thingy. Talking about this, I remembered years back when someone was giving me a Blow, it hurts my Disco Stick so much because my ONS partner had irregular set of teeth. I was like; Ouch baby, Please be a freak for a year or two to put on aluminum metal sheets on your teeth so that in future, you won't hurt others. Of course I didn't tell that off.

4) Sex Guru. Knowing that your friend will give you genuine feedback on your sex skills, you could practice more on him to make it perfect. After doing it probably a year with your friend & one fine day you try to do it on your date, your date would go like "Ah Woo .(Like Shakira song; She Wolf).. Heaven is really a place On Earth!" And thus ... Viola! You're a Sex Guru! A.k.a The Man That Knows It All.

5) Better Love Life. As much as Act Innocent people wants to deny that Love is Not About Sex, but the harsh but yet sweet truth is that, Love Is About Sex. Ok, fine. I shall moderate my thinking & say Good Sex is one of the pillar for a Good Relationship. Care, Share, bluek, bluek again till vomit and others are the other pillars of a good relationship as well.

So there you have it. The 5 Good Reasons of why getting intimate, sex, fore play, banging behind the bush - you name it, with your friends is A-Okay & in fact it is better than to do with some unknowns.

I shall end my Blog this time by stating a some parts of lyrics from one of Lady Gaga Song. It's called Love Game:

I'm on a mission, And it involves some heavy touchin' yeah.
You've indicated your interest,I'm educated in sex, yes.
And now I want it bad,Want it bad. I love game, I love game.

I can see you staring there from across the block
with a smile on your mouth and your hand on your *huh
The story of us it always starts the same with a boy and a girl and a *huh and a game!


Till the next blog, With Loads of Love (Game); Adifazely.

(PS : Please do add yourself by clicking the "Follow" icon on the left side of the page. Much appriciated. -Sincerely, Adifazely)

Shopping with Mr. Gold Fish.

I used to think that watches & shoes are the essentials that defined men. But I've changed my opinions until recently. If you were to read the previous two blogs of mine before this, you would know what kind of storm that I was going through. To get over the storm, it requires strong will & determination to move on. Knowing myself, I'm quite weak when handling with emotions. However, a recent activity has let me overcome my grieve. The activity is . .S. H. O. P. P. I. N. G.

No, I'm not a shopaholics like those Venus. Just that I would shop if I think that I need a change in my image. The recent tragedy has made me to seek for activities to fill my emptiness. And I'm glad it did. (At least for the time being)


It was on 13th December when I've decided to head for the malls in Bugis to get my stuffs. I told myself that this was going to be a big shopping spree. Firstly because, I just got my pay. Secondly, I had $150 shopping vouchers with me (I won the Best Dress at ICA d'n'd). And thirdly, I had gotten my first year end bonus. Accompanying me was a good friend of mine, Hafidz - a.k.a Gold fish.

That particular time, I was indecision of whether should spend my vouchers solely on office wear or casual wear. Hmm. After a long thought, I had decided to spend it solely on my office wear. I had a thinking that since the memories of Chipmunk would strike me every now and then at work, I think I should spend my money on new office wear clothing. In a way, by wearing something new & different to work, I wear a new attitude. And when I have a new attitude, I feel like a different person. Thus, I'll leave the person that I used to know. It's about "You are who you pretend to be" -Adifazely 11:23

Our first stop was at Topman. My eyes were glued to a light blue coloured shirt that had had a tie on it. The colour of the tie camouflaged with the colour of the shirt. On top of that, the material was as soft as cat fur (cat fur?). My mind was like going ... "Woah, this is what they called - Style" Back to reality, the price of the shirt was $79.90. Hmm. Thinking, I wouldn't get much of items if I were to splurged my money on the shirt. Okay, next.

From Topman, we hopped to the next stop, Domanchi. Besides the fact that they have outlandish yet creative shirts design, the quality of the materials are good too. Superb I would say. I have a short sleeve Domanchi shirt that I had bought 3 years ago. Till date, the shirt does not look worn off. Hmm. After several tries on some shirts, I had gotten myself 2 long sleeve shirts. My luck was being kind to me on that day as I had got the shirts at a discounted price. Hmm. "$50 voucher left to spend".

After getting the shirts, it's Hafidz turn to get what he wants. Shoes. He was looking for shoes that looked casual yet a bit of sporty. Hmm. So we hopped from Levis to BMG to Nike to Everlast to Adidas outlet and finally back to BMG to buy his Adidas shoes. He has made a right choice by not buying the shining black shoes at the Adidas outlet I think. (Gosh, that shoes is fuc-gly).

I thought of keeping the $50 voucher for the next shopping spree, but it didn't happen because I decided to step into Pedro shop. I told myself again & again I would not pamper myself with a new pair shoes on that day since I had bought a new slipped-on shoes tow weeks ago. But the temptation of buying them was so strong that I admit defeated. I had bumped into a particular shoe that I had longed admired.

My love for that shoe first happened few months ago when I was on the way back home from work. I was in the train. As usual, when the train was packed, I would look down around me to ensure that I would not step on anyone shoes. There's where I saw a beauty amongst all the shoes there." Woah.. The design is a killer" Okay, first of all, the shoes is a pointed kind of shoes. I personally hate pointed shoes because it just look so gay. No offence to myself or others, it is just that I do not like my appearance to be flamboyant. But the leathered material shoes has a 'M - shape' deco design at the tip of the shoes that had made the shoes looked vintage. And I just love Vintage designs. They just looked classic.

Hmm. The shoes itself had cost me $90 (After $50 discount from the voucher I had). Well, I guess to make the shopping complete, I had decided to get the shoes. The smell of the fresh leather really makes me happy. Who wouldn't be happy with a new pair of shoes? But a week after the shopping spree, the sense of emptiness from the break up starts to hunt me again. I'll save that for one of my blog story if i have the time.

Then till, loads of love: Adifazely.

172 Days of Chipmunk. (The Sequel) Part 2

I've talked a couple of times about Chipmunk in my blog (even though i only have 6 posts). Send Chipmunk food, watched movie together, celebrate anniversary, my thoughts for Chipmunk. . .So what's so special about this Chipmunk? For what's worth, this Chipmunk is not a cartoon character. Heehee. Chipmunk !

In this 172 Days of Chipmunk (The Sequel), I would not want to mention the sour moments that we had together, instead it is going to be easier for me to blog about the wonderful stuff about Chipmunk. What makes my heart opened at the first place. What does first love feels like. What I've learnt in Love. What has Chipmunk taught me. The naughty moments with Chipmunk . . wait - this is between us. Heehee.

3rd Day of Knowing Chipmunk: (My thoughts for Chipmunk)

- Chipmunk obssessed with me.

- Trying hard to impress, trying hard to steal my heart.

I never liked Chipmunk at the first place. I'm expecting nothing more from the first night we met. Although we shared some intimacy, but I didnt see any attraction in Chipmunk. Not my type. If you read about 172 Days of Chipmunk (The Break Up) Part 1, I'm like the kind of folks who got into relationship due to parent's choice. Of course my parents did'nt choose Chipmunk for me, but I felt that I forced myself to get in the relationship because Chipmunk was being too nice to me. Too nice that I could'nt afford to reject Chipmunk. So there I was, being in a relationship where the partner that I hoping or is not my type. Well, my friends told me that I should give it a chance. Love goes beyond looks. It's all about the heart; sincerity.

14th Day of Chipmunk: (My Doubts)

- Still indecision of should I put my heart into Chipmunk.

- Insecurities I have over Chipmunk.

29th Day of Chipmunk: (I began to slowly fall in love with Chipmunk)

- I love the fact that Chipmunk fetch me from school.

- I love Chipmunk as Chipmunk take care of me well when I am sick.

- I love Chipmunk as there's many good food that Chipmunk introduce to me (Red Ruby etc.)

42th Day of Chipmunk: (I learnt to love Chipmunk)

- I have already in love with Chipmunk

- I begin to appriciate Chipmunk

- Celebrated my first anniversary.

- We watched family guy weekly at Blue Heaven.

- Accompanied me when I was still working in my graveyard shift.

100th Day of Chipmunk: (I'm totally in Love with Chipmunk!)

- I love Chipmunk's body.

- I love the smell of Chipmunk's body.

- I love Chipmunk's hairstyle.

- I love the slap Chipmunk gave me whenever I am being irritating.

- I love the pic Chipmunk took with the late Baby.

Another words, I'm obssessed with Chipmunk.

169th Day of Chipmunk (Love = Chipmunk, Chipmunk = Love)

- We talked on phone everyday.

- I love Chipmunk's ah lian- ness. L.0.L

- The way chipmunk talks.

- Chipmunk's voice in bed. (Over the phone)

- The way Chipmunk walks. Like P _ N _ _ I N.
- The bites Chipmunk gave.

I just love every single thing about Chipmunk. Can't help it. If were compared to the 3rd day of knowing Chipmunk, I was different person.

172th of Chipmunk: Speechless.

- I gave up.

I did it out of anger & i'm really having a damn bad temper that particular week. I had 2 hours of sleep on Monday before going off to work. My school projects were getting on my nerves. Everyone around me felt the heat from me. My Sayang was no exception. However, I not only did it out of anger, but I felt that I am fighting over a valid point. In my point of view.

180th of Chipmunk: Present.

Whatever had happened, I take this love story as a sequel to my life love story. Even though I told myself a week ago that I will never be in love again, I took back my words because I know that can never happen. At the end of the day, whether Chipmunk will be together with me or not, I leave it to destiny. The time frame I gave myself & Chipmunk is kind of unrealistic. Well, like what the old folks always says; If the person you love is meant for you, he or she will be with you. I would like to take this opportunity to thank Chipmunk to show me what's love is roughly about.

For now, I try to love myself. Loving myself has somesort of makes me found a new love. The Love of Materials. I've recently went for a massive shopping to overcome this pain and I've discovered that Materials makes me happy when i felt so lonely. Watch out for my next blog, in few days time. It's about Men & Materials.

Nirvana Strikes Me Out of Randomness - 27/10/2009

It was on Monday. I'm feeling no different from most workers out there that thinks the beginning day of the week, is the worst. It's blue, devastating, exhausted, engine turns rusty - you name it. The most heart-aching part is to see the pile of workload, besides your employer face, that you've kept before the weekend begins due to out of excitement & anxiety for the activities instore for you.

Oh well, there i was looking hagard, sloppy on my dressing & total-ly unmotivated. Oh ya, most of the times i would have lack of sleep the nite before Monday. That day was worst; i had only 3 hours of sleep before work. Poor me. Anyway, while i was staring blankly on my computer screen waiting for my computer to start, my mentor that sits directly behind me - Madam Poon, tapped me from the back.

"Eh, that time you said you want the table cover right?"

"Ya . . ." I replied while focusing the thing she carried along with her.

"Nah, here's for you" She said, smiling.

I was flabbergasted for a moment. I have always wanted the thick acrylic table cover that she has on her personal desk. I thank her so much & placed it vertically against the wall, on top of my desk. It is about 2 metres long with a width of 1 metre. The purpose of the transparent plastic cover is actually to protect the office desk from scratches or stains. However, i've got other subtle motives to it. I've decided to use it as a partition thus other staffs wouldnt realized if i'm dozing off. I don't care if any of them caught me sleeping as long as not dozing off. I just look ridiculous & pathetic when i dozed off. Well, who doesnt.

As i was staring motionless at the hard-plastic, a thought came into my mind; Since i'm using it as a partition, i might as well make full use of it. I began to visualize the stuffs i would attached to it. Creativity started to spread in my mind like an ink drop that fall upon a bowl of plain water. After loads ideas created in my mind, i snapped myself back into the reality. There's where i received the enlightenment.

I began to realize that i have not been appriciating life so far. I did not put my family as a priority after all these years, i did not focus much on the important things, like my work & studies, that i am juggling presently, and i did not make good use of the time i have to improve & upgrade myself. At the same time, i began to feel that the things i need in life is just right infront of my eyes and it is just the matter of - Do i want to make it happen?

Honestly, i do not know what the old plastic table cover got to do with this enlightenment. It is not as if i took time to do self-reflection and got the thoughts above, the thoughts of enlightenment just striked me as soon i stopped my visualization. I'm wondering, could there be a physcological explaination for this? Or the whole thing was just coincidence that the enlightenment just hit me out of the blue? What i'm sure of is that this enlightenments have been send from above.