A place not to live in

I was browsing the net for almost a day. Whenever I’m not at the most, n0t cooking, not doing the laundry, not cleaning the house, I’d be surfing today. I’m in a total job hunt for the day. All sorts of jobs available near and far, I’d be after them.

As I was browsing through, I found a newsfeed stating

Invitation: Jom Daftar Undi and One Buck Short Concert, Nov 7 Saturday, 4pm @ QueensBay Mall Penang! Free! FWD!

and more of what that I found, all the big shots will be there to be with the people.

Then I was emptying my mailbox from all the junk mails inserted. There was a ‘The Leader’ newspaper. A prominent community newspaper in Australia. Like ‘Sinar Harian’ or what ever. I can’t recall what it’s called actually.

So I went through the newspaper, got stuck at the ‘CareerOne’ section for a while looking for more jobs and then I saw a tiny section at the corner saying ‘Adult Services’ and I went blank and said to myself,

“Back there, it’s about winning votes through a local band stand and here, they are giving this ‘adult services’ to the people. OMG, this is so not good. Where am I suppose to go for a safe and sound place to live in?  Where people are decent and honest, humble and true to oneself. Where fear is only from Allah and cautious is due to the beastly animals around. For sure, living in the space station is so expensive while going to the moon is so fantasy. And I’ll always be stuck in this earthly world, with all these nonsense going on. I must make this different. I must change the world and all of its contents.”

“The difference is you !”