~masmaira soul garden~

PJKN stands for PROGRAM JATIDIRI KESUKARELAAN NEGARA...

it is a program that a bit similar to PLKN or known as national service but shorter period. the program only held for ten days. i was appointed to become one of the facilitator. it was a unique program, i say so because the participants are not only from malay student but also involve one iban guy, one indian girl with 6 other indian boys and nearly 60 people of "org asli" can we said that they are malaysia origin people? this is my first time i involve with org asli,they are sweet,shy in front of others but very sporting in their clique, very punctual with time, and talented of course. this is the first time for my brothers n sisters from taboh naning joined a program outside their hometown.

PJKN is a platform for this kids to learned how to be a volunteer, how to appreciate senior citizens especially their parents. we had visited the rumah seri kenangan cheng..it is an old folks home, so many students and even the facilitator and working committee cried badly, of course we all felt the sadness that shared by this senior citizens. most of them still have family members, but they been sent there because their kids don't want to take care of them anymore. i did not cry, because i don't want to make these aunties and uncles to become more sad...we visit them to cheer them,to make them happy, to let them share their feelings, to listen to lend our shoulder for them to cry and of course to let them feel there are so many people still love them..even thought only for one moment, one day or even one second,there will always someone care for you, me and them. of course i also feel sad, i have feelings too,but i'm glad because my father had already meet Allah, he no need to face all this situation, my mom once said to me after my dad passed away, "one day, you'll be the one who is going to sell me, and you are the one who sent me to the old folks home" ~if i follow my hot tempered surely i will answer,why should i sell u? u already old enough,nobody wants you, you don't have energy anymore to work hard..old people should just stay at home and rest. it's true what,to pick up a glass also sometime old people can't do that,how are they going to cook,to wash clothes? why my mom hate me so much, i dont know n i dont want to know,tired already to search for answer, i just do my duty as a child, i have credit i'll sms or call, i have more money i went back to my hometown. if not i just keep quite in melaka,do some work to gain some income.

in rumah seri kenangan,they wash their own clothes for those who still can walk n have some energy, there is one uncle, he paralyze already, half of his body can't functioning. but yet still slowly he do some gardening, the garden that he take care is so clean n beautiful..
there also one auntie,she been cheated by her best friend after her husband died,its a long story, but she remind me thousand times i think,don't trust anybody 100% u must have a doubt here n there a bit, but not sooo doubtful. i cry hardly in the bus n when i reach the hostel, i let go my feelings. i promise myself, if anybody in my big family wanted to throw their parents, i will be the one taking care of all my aunts and uncle, i must be rich so that i can hired enough maid and nurses to take care of my love one especially my granny..wish she have a long life.

PJKN in full with visit,we visit the CM office, and we had a a short briefing about the function of the DEWAN RAKYAT,i'm not sure how to translate,but something got to do with melaka government, then we had a visit to putrajaya, kementerian hal ehwal dalam negeri..it is interesting,the rate of crime in malaysia keep increasing from time to time,its scared me. i should learn my taekwondo again, we must protect ourselves. don't rely on others.

there's a lot of activities being held in this program, i really enjoy it even though i have a lot of work n i get sick because keep shouting to wake this kids up for morning prayers..it makes me feel really tired but fun, and i believe all this kids also enjoy the program..we get responses from the org asli officer who is one of our committee, they wanted to join other program organized by us.. i really happy because on the last day,everyone can hug each other(guy with guy and girls with girls) to say good bye and hope the friendship will remain forever..

and tomorrow i will visit the org asli village because tomorrow is dasira's birthday,she is in the group that i handle..miss them so much already, still don't know what to wear to meet them tomorrow..i'll tell u what happen tomorrow key...
erm i dont have a softcopy picture me with them, if i get it i will upload key..

~sometimes we won't get love from people who suppose love us..but love is out there and it is for everyone...stop seeking love from those who never wanted to love you...seek love from those who care...Allah loves is always there and its never ending love...~