juSt anotHer blOg

love hate relationship.

with my country. actually with my dad too but thats another story. back to my point. watch munich. ok this is a bit outdated since i watched it on monday, but nevertheless, watch munich.

i realised that i'm nice. i can never be a terrorist. or an assasin. or a killer, any killer (still wanna kick pigeons though). you see, in order to kill someone you have to have a lot of guts. easy if the person is x. but suppose you plant a bomb under your victim's bed and then checked into a room next to him to make sure everything goed according to plan. suppose, 2 minutes before the bomb exploded, the victim had a cheery conversation with you, even wishing you a sweet dreams before turning in for sleep. i cant kill x anymore because x is now, paul, father of jane, son of tom and husband of mary. it makes him a person with a life who loves and is loved. like me. which is why i am striking joining al-qaeda off my to do list because i wont have enough guts to actually go through with the plan after that short conversation. (btw if you're some cia agent or whatever, i never thought of actually joining al-qaeda. i dont like bearded people and i cant live without hot water).

and yes if you think that is one scene in munich, you're right.

but it does not only apply for things like killing people. remember my (in)famous kid whom am still teaching? was nasty to him ( a first) the last session cos he is just so exasperating when his ca paper is the next day. so was being uber sarcastic, with raised voice and generally losing my patience when his granddad walked in to say goodbye and he had to salam him. and at that point of time i felt guilty. very guilty cos he's actually a good boy who's filial to his elders. just very lazy, i thought, but a good boy. so i ceased being evil because he's a good boy.

of course, that didnt stop him from raising my blood pressure again two minutes after that show of filial piety.

me: the moon is between the earth and a star?
him: *silence*
me: what star is that?
him: *silence. appear to think very hard*
me: does this star have a name? tell me what star is it.
him: *with all seriousness* twinkle star.

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posted by nuVul @ Saturday, March 04, 2006