Well isn't it the age old, million dollar question every women ask themselves since time immemorial...KENAPA LELAKI CURANG? Well you know what sisters of the world? While pondering on this i came across an article that states that statistically, the primary reason men cheats is apparently due to boredom. BOSAN? if you're bored you go to One Utama ke and get a new gadget or tengok movie NOT cruise or shopping for GIRLFRIEND baru! But in the spirit of trying not to be biased in regards of this issue, i am open to the fact that The reasons why men cheat on women can be varied. Although i prefer to think that lelaki will blame their reasons for bermain kayu tiga on their genes and their necessity to reproduce (aren’t we suppose to be further evolved than a chimp) Nevertheless, here are the top 10 reasons why i think they do:
1. Because they had the option. The old saying “men are only as faithful as their options” can sometimes ring true. Men don’t get offered sex as often as women so when the opportunity does arise, it can be very difficult for them to turn it down.
2. It boosts their ego. Sometimes men don’t feel like they are attractive to the opposite sex any more and when a woman shows some interest, not only does a man react, he may allow her to stroke his ego and more. There’s nothing like the thrill of the chase to men on the hunt. When they are finally rewarded for their efforts, their egos swell even larger.
3. To see if they can get away with it. If a man has the attitude of “what she doesn’t know, won’t hurt her,” he may cheat to see if he is sneaky and smart enough to get away with it. However, with all the advancement in surveillance spy ware, getting caught has now become easier than ever.
4. It’s new, different and exciting. Some men get tired of having steak for dinner every night and want to try a hamburger. The same goes for sex with a woman. That’s why men don’t necessarily always cheat with women who are more attractive than their partners.
5. He’s fallen out of love. Sometimes men become so comfortable in a relationship, they don’t know how to get out. They may be staying in the relationship because of children or financial reasons. However, they feel like they are missing out on love and may seek it out elsewhere. In their mind, this is as close to win-win as they can get.
Reasons why men cheat can be more complex than the above list or even be a combination of a few different reasons. Nevertheless, no reason is good enough reason to lie and be dishonest. After all, Karma can be a beach.
Obviously, women cheat too. But as the question came from a woman, only men will be dealt with here.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
The Muslim Feminist Wears Jimmy Choos
When the world started to end, you were ashamed of yourself for weeping bitterly in your bedroom for an entire day. You saw the president crying and begging on TV and it sent you into a panic. You lay in bed with the blankets pulled up to your nose, crying, refusing to answer the door when the maid, your manager, your assistant, and finally your parents begged you to come out. After twenty-four hours, your father took the door off its hinges and dragged you down the stairs into your sunken living room with the white carpet and leather couches. You kicked and screamed until he had to pick you up and carry you over his shoulder. You called him a motherfucker and threatened to take back the Mercedes you'd purchased for him last Christmas. Your mother sat solemnly on the couch, her hands clenched into fists on top of the newspaper in her lap. She said it was all over. You glowered and glared; you asked what the hell is happening, and will you still be on the talk show circuit next month? The television stations are all color bars and static. Your father says that the talk shows are all gone, and not to worry. He tells you that there are far more important things happening right now. How can you not worry? You were supposed to debut your new fragrance next month to coincide with the release of your latest album. Your mother tells you that the album isn't going to happen, and she clenches her fists even tighter than before. You can't believe what she's saying. How can she say that? There will always be an album, and there will always be television. You tell your parents they're idiots, and that this will all blow over in a few days, as soon as they replace that pussy of a president. Your mother says that the world is ending. They dropped bombs, she says darkly. There are diseases and radiation poisoning spreading all over the country, your father says. Not in LA you shout defiantly. Your mother holds up the newspapers one at a time. WAR is on the cover of each one, along with speculations on the doomed fate of the country, including LA. You feel sick, you're dizzy. You want to know what you did to deserve this, and how anyone could possibly do such a thing before you had a chance to accomplish the things that mean so much to you.
Two days later, your mother and father are discussing survival, and filling jugs with water from the tap just in case. Your father is worried about the electricity holding out. You sit in the living room wondering why all the servants quit the day before, and if your assistant is ever going to call you back. The only connection to the outside world is the radio, and it's hard to get real information between the crying and praying on almost every channel. On the pop station, the dj says over and over that it's only a matter of time. Your father tells you to switch to the AM band because they have more sense on AM, goddammit. You hear reports of death and destruction all over the country, and all you can think is that you hope LA is okay. Even after reports of people dead in their cars, you imagine Rodeo Drive the same as it ever was, untouched by nasty things like war, sickness and death. How could a place a beautiful as Hollywood ever be destroyed? No one messes with LA, you say, and your father won't look you in the eye. When the electricity goes out that night, your eyes fill with frustrated tears, and you light the scented candles you'd been saving for a special occasion. The radio runs on batteries, but they won't last long. Your father tells you to conserve them, and stop leaving the radio on so much. You tell him to shut up, and that you can afford thousands of batteries. The man on the radio says that much of the east coast is destroyed, along with Detroit and Chicago. He says that the radiation is coming west at an alarming rate, and you wish you had a map so you'd know what that meant. Instead of worrying, you get out that limited edition pink nail polish and give yourself a pedicure. It isn't until you spill the bottle, and nail polish gets all over the carpet that you realize you can't stop crying. In the morning, your dad tells you that your mother is very sick, and he doesn't feel so well himself. You roll your eyes and tell them to take some pepto, but on the inside, you can't deal with the possibility of them dying and leaving you alone, so you go back to your room and sit in front of the window. Your yard looks the same. There is no death and destruction on your property, but you wonder what's changed outside of your front gates.
My short story...
Hey guys i will be posting up my short story very soon :)
thanks for being very patient...m now into my final draft. It should be up pretty soon.
cheers!!
thanks for being very patient...m now into my final draft. It should be up pretty soon.
cheers!!
Monday, May 12, 2008
Rockets of Love
Wet leaves along the threshold of the mid-day
and I'm off to rescue the sky from its assassins
jogging and screaming and launching my clean mortars
into the march obscene air.......you'll be thinking of me as this happens
and I'm off to rescue the sky from its assassins
jogging and screaming and launching my clean mortars
into the march obscene air.......you'll be thinking of me as this happens
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Keep It In Your Pants!
I attended a get together the other night. I categorize her as a Hi and Bye friend. I was sitting down minding my own business when i spot a girl hugging this guy close by. As they parted the girl casually said to the guy..."Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" My jaw just ternganga. Selamat air liur tak meleleh...i mean how lame is that? What made it worse is mamat tu punya reply which is "No gun honey...Just very Very happy to see you" and then they laugh and giggle macam budak umur 4 tahun. What is happening to the world? Gosh! I believe in the saying "If you have it, flaunt it" but c'mon la...KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS!
Ilusi Cintaku...
Aku meraba dalam gelap
Tatkala bulan mengambang di anjung hati
kelibat kau aku pandang
Samar-samar disudut peta mindaku
kaburkah hatiku kerna mengenalimu
Atau...buta mataku mengikut kehendakmu?
Thursday, May 1, 2008
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