{"id":72,"date":"2007-10-07T04:00:00","date_gmt":"2007-10-07T04:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/vicknes.wordpress.com\/2007\/10\/07\/statu-problem\/"},"modified":"2007-10-07T04:00:00","modified_gmt":"2007-10-07T04:00:00","slug":"statu-problem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.vickneswaran.com\/blog\/2007\/10\/statu-problem\/","title":{"rendered":"sTatu$ pRobLem"},"content":{"rendered":"

cold wind blowing, but I’m my undies are soaked wet with my sweat…I’m stuck on a abandoned ferries wheel when i was trying to do freehand climbing and ended up stranded few hundred meter on air…maaaaa, help me…
i can see may tourist walking the ground but non of them could hear or see me…i almost gave up when my left leg got hamstring…all of sudden, someone caught my eyes and made me wanted to touch the ground safely…its veerana<\/span> and her friends walking in the park…from that height i could see her face had gone so pale and lost so much of weight…
i don’t know how but i somehow made my way to the ground with bruises and scratches on my face and arms, not forgetting the blisters i got from holding the rotten iron bars….the 1st thing i did was i run around and started to look for her…suddenly, i felt someone hugged me from the back and i could hear weeps…”hey, why now?” says me…. u know what, they had arranged my marriage you know…the groom is a dato’s son and from a very strong political background….
i turned around and didn’t speak a single word but just hug her tight from front…she was complaining so many incidents that happened when i wasn’t around but i was being ignorant and was busy checking had my sweetie gone down by pinching her used to be lil’ fleshy waist…
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me<\/span>: so, what did you told them? u agreed for the marriage?
….a cold stare given by her
she:<\/span>u think I’m that cheap to go out with one guy and marry another guy is it?”….
me<\/span>: i didn’t mean that da, since you are so helpless and u didn’t noe where i had been for months, i thought….
she<\/span>:u thought what?i would nod my head and sink my feelings into the toilet bowl is it? it’s more hurting to hear that even you had such impression on me vick!!
me<\/span>: no babe, i didn’t mean that..
she<\/span>: then what u meant?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

“he meant that he found some other bitch and indirectly asking you to buzz off, moi” an irritating yet familiar voice heard from my back….damn..its her elder brother and the secured “maapilai” whom the family wanted to trade my boo to.<\/p>\n

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her bro<\/span>: dei, ungkitte yettana vaati sonnalum puriyaathada, mairu…(how many times u want me to tell you, don’t understand is it?)
me<\/span>:what now? [said with low tone…]
her bro<\/span>: what what now?told u not to come near her rite?told u not to bug her life any more rite?
she<\/span>: anne….
her bro<\/span>: nee vaaye muudu… (u shut up)
me<\/span>:excuse me, we love each other and i don’t need to tell you how long we are going out…u are talking as though I’m disturbing her…
her bro<\/span>: i dont wish to talk to low class pariah like you…[interrupted by her]
she:<\/span> anne, watch your word ok…don’t forget our root, have you forgotten how we were before dad became established and entered politics…
her bro:<\/span> arrgghh, past is past, we live in presence, no point talking about the past…[grabbed her hand and dragged her away]<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

while walking, that asshole maapilai tried to put the pottu on her forehead to irritate me but he got paid off by her tight slap… i followed them hurriedly till her bro’s Beemer and asked for another chance to upgrade myself…
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her bro:<\/span> upgrade?hahahaha, how a?u wanna become a pusher or pimp and earn money?dei, veerana<\/span> got a MBA and doing her phD with his (secured maapilai)’s support..what u’ve got?a mere degree in computing shit…and with that u wanna marry my sis a?don’t u feel too much and don’t u feel ashamed of yourself? or at least may i know how much u earn per month?
me:<\/span> approx RM5k….
her bro<\/span>: [laughing sarcastically] that’s the price of my one siberian husky at ma’ crib…and i have 4 of them…to buy 4 dogs in my house u need to work for 4 mths and that’s with the full salary before deducting your mamak stall meal expenses….and u are dreaming to marry our house princess huh?how dare you, beggar fella’!!!
me:<\/span> ask her, did she ever measured our love with money and status?if she says yes, i would rest my case and stop fighting for her…
her bro:<\/span> sollu moi…
she:<\/span> [silence with tears]
her bro:<\/span> see, she don’t wish to say it and hurt u…that means she does rite…now u fuck off, dirty bastard…
me<\/span>:why u keeping quiet?just now dialog gempak, now what happen? tell your bro, that money can’ t buy everything….
she<\/span>: yes vick, money can’t buy everything and u yourself had said that without money we can’t do anything rite?
me<\/span>: yes i did….and I’m still trying to make big bucks right?
she<\/span>: till when vick?
me<\/span>: a good question which actually seems to be an answer for 5 years lovey dovey relationship…now, u all get out of my sight!!! and na<\/span>, let this be the best payback for me…
she<\/span>: why da?
her bro and maapilai<\/span>: [sarcastic smiles]
me<\/span>: why??? hmmm…enough is enough. anyway i should thank you too. if i didn’t meet u, i would have been still working in that call center environment earning about rm2k and be happy with what i have…u gave me a spirit to success but too bad, u wont be there to celebrate it with me…good bye!!
her bro<\/span>: thoda, dialog mairuku mattum koraichal ille da..va moi…vittuchida saniyan…
me<\/span>: dei maanem ketta maapilai dei, naan yedutha vaanthiye, nee poi nalla rusichee rasichee enjoy panni nakkuda [said sarcastically]<\/p>\n

paaat!!! slap on my face from her, and walked away giving a cock stare<\/p>\n

me:<\/span> [in heart] sry da, i cant find a way for you to hate me, that’s why i said so [watching her go……]
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phone rings, thinking that veerana<\/span> is calling me, opened my eyes and saw its 6.30am…damn it vicknes, u are late to work…i’m so fucked, damn that dream, it was so real till i didn’t know that i had been snoozing the alarm for an hour….
wakakakaka…like tamil movie story huh?guys, it really happen in real life too…i had came across many stories like this even in malaysia..but the things is i dun know why i got such dream…strange..and that veerana<\/span> (real person but name changed to something weird) but i never met her in person..poor girl, sorry da, i don’t choose my dream..hehehehe….<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

cold wind blowing, but I’m my undies are soaked wet with my sweat…I’m stuck on a abandoned ferries wheel when i was trying to do freehand climbing and ended up stranded few hundred meter on air…maaaaa, help me…i can see may tourist walking the ground but non of them could hear or see me…i almost … <\/p>\n

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