Journey to the Lord of Power

The HUMIND Solo Exhibition at the ANB-UMRO USM Building has come to an end and it has been an enlightening experience and by Allah's Grace a profiatable one at that. I have been able to establish myself among the Art Patrons as well Artists in Penang while making a good friend or two in the process. It could have been more exciting had i have the time to do some demos while I had the exhibition but time would not permit it especially while working full time. The Gallery was oddly enough closed most of the weekends and kept to working hours which did not give much chance for those who made it to the show on weekends.
My daughter is now back living with me as the place where she was staying with her cousins has become impossible for her to stay at. This is because one of my cousins who is hard core drug addict has been released from the rehab center and will be staying at the house. Almost everyone of my cousins who lived at the house has moved out for fear of their well being. How sad that families have to go their separate ways due to one jackass who has burned his brains on drugs and there is nothing anyone can do about it not even the government social services department. One incident after another has proven my cousin the addict to be a threat to others and this has been reported to the health department, the police department and whoever else that would or could intervene but no one responds ro the plight of my uncle's family.
Now that I am broke again the Education Department has decided to send me the long awaited reply to my children's school fees issue. In short i am to 240RM each for my children's education which is fees for foreign students. If I could evaporate from this life i would just to avoid getting into this mess again but i am nailed to the floor and the system has got me by the balls. Well it is yet another Test for me to walk through without getting all riled up and walk through I must even if it takes me till my doomsday to solve this Residency status for my children. I scream loud enough perhaps someone may hear and heed my cal for help but in the mean time it is back to ask my cousin Ahmad kalam again for his assistance.
Hey I am lucky I am not living in Jogjakarta right now! The erthquake there a few days ago claimed five thousand odd lives and left untold numbers in the dark. I am sitting here typing this Blog for no one in particular and sipping my lemon tea and my daughter is doing the same at the next console at the syber cafe where indian kids are battling themselves with the latest computer games. I should count my blessings and if i am grateful enough for all that i have been given in this life i might even get to do my Master's Degree at the USM! Hey! I am after all the Sultan of Knowledge and the Lord of Wisdom! So what am I crying about?
So on we go...rambling away untill the break of dawn for there is none to compare for he who is on the road to the LOrd of Power.