it was RM960.00 and a few cents. I cannot remember exactly the amount of my first pay cheque way back in 1981. Every Ringgit and cent was handed over to my mother. And that was on the advice of my husband. He was the one who suggested and insisted I do that. I did it because he said I should. There were many thoughts on my mind. I thought this is what every son or daughter should do as a show of gratitude to their parents, for all their sacrifices and hardship in raising their children.

Well in my case it is so so true cos my father was the sole bread winner in the family. To raise 9 children at every age and stage in their education is one tough job especially if stationed in big city KL.I don't know how he coped but it must have been hard.

But back then, these things never crossed my mind cos I was too caught up in my own thing, my studies and all. I received an education loan throughout my four year stint at the university, so as far as money goes, I hardly ask for extras from my late father. In fact there were times my extra after settling my tuition and exam fees, I would hand them to my mother. I did that because I thought I should .

So, when my son gave me his first pay cheque,I was lost for words. I didn't expect that from him cos he is actually doing his intern ship. But I was transported back in time to that moment when I handed my first pay to my mum. My mother didn't say anything at all.So did I to my son. I didn't say much too to my son. Just thank you.

But having said that, to my first two who are already earning their own money, don't feel bad that you have not done so. It is not the norm. With commitments and all, not everyone can afford to do so. I suppose back then, I was already married, so a one month's pay , to my husband , was okay.

But whatever it was, thinking back,it is not so much about whether you give your whole salary or part of it. Neither it is ever a payback time .So, a monthly token of whatever amount is affordable is okay, as long as its from the heart.

There is a practise among us Malays. Its called ambil berkatt. That you will be blessed with good tidings in your journey through life if you seek the blessings from your loved ones through your deeds, however small that gesture is.And giving a token of your hard earned income amongst us Asians is an expected gesture.

Hmm. It had been most eventful start to the year of the rabbit. Well, two most important events occured just before the new year. Two equally &$@@@ and @$&@&. The main characters are from the opposite poles ,intellectually , I think. But equally lunatics in character.I don't like to label people but this is extreme.

In common, both shared the same state of despair when things don't go their way.the slightly intellectual wrote a long letter cursing all around him as soon as he found out his name was not up for promotion as head of department. He was busy strategizing himself ,selling himself and giving the impression to no 2 that he was the only one working, the rest all not contributing etc etc.p so when the truth
Was out, even no 2 realized that she was taken for a ride all this while. So, the moral of the story is that you are not intelligent enough, dear sir.

Now the second lunatic was just as bad. She thought by coming over here at our expense, that she could easily walk out the door with all sorts of lame excuses so that she can go work somewhere else. Well, just too bad. She was shipped back to where she came from. Good riddance to her. Though a lot of money and time spent, it was bitter sweet victory to us all. The moral of the story is once bitten forever never trust them anymore.

So, important lesson learned. We all have our strengths and weaknesses, our flaws , our good and bad side to our character. No one is perfect yes. But no one should be allowed to get away with things if it means their deeds and actions are making others around them Ill at ease . If their actions means a lot of headaches to those around them, then it is time to put a stOp to that.