"The love of money is a root of all kinds of evil, for which some have strayed from the faith in their greediness, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows" (I Timothy 6:10).
What's your limit to helping a friends or relatives? Is it anything? Or only certain stuff expect for a few things ie. Money? Well me, I would try to help as much as I am able to help. As long as the other ask me truthfully, and if I'm able I will help. But, there would be a time where even if the other party is desperate, I would not be able to help. When a person honestly ask me for my help. I'll not think twice to help that person. But What I can't tahan (stand) is when that person is so dishonest, two-face.
I understand his situation now, but from what he said to me through his SMS's I don't know the truth. He's facing problem, monetary, but the alasan is for me too much ridiculous. First he need money to join some sort of ladang scheme *i don't know what plant that is*, then the next week his father fiancee pass away *ok that's true* but logically even if you're the in-law would you expect a 19 years old non-working kid just got his butt expelled from the college to chip in the money for everything *i mean seriously, do I have 'karul is an idiot' on my forehead*, then the uncle also pass away and he was expected to chip in as well *helloooooo*, and then another reason which I forgot, and another other reason, and another, and another and finally recently I just got now is that he need me to chip in rm100-150 so that he get a driver license to apply for a driver position in some I bloody don't know gov department.
Ya, I know people might asked. Won't anyone know who the person I'm talking about and wouldn't he read this post... *Shake head* Regretfully I hope he would, but unfortunately he won't understand a word I wrote even if I shove this bloody blog onto his face. Most probably the only word he might understand is "I Love You".. Which is why I did not reply to any of his sms's cause when someone just start saying "kaulah saja harapan saya, kaulah cousin tercinta saya, I lov u n mis u" I just cringe and run away very far.
It's not I haven't been helping, I helped him a lot, truthfully more than thousands and I knew that he won't pay me back a cent, but I don't mind as long as I can help him. For my relatives I will help them if they needed help. But somehow, it's true the love of money is a very evil thing. When my cousins asked me for money help, I do help if I'm able to. But I don't know why, but my relatives perception of me working here in KL, able to fly back to KK often, able to go holiday and etc is that I'm rich *shocked*
Helloooooooooooo... I work hard ok, I save my money ok, I try to find side income ok *halal one ya*... It's not like I'm rich or what. Even sometimes I just shake my head when people (some relative) say that our family is rich, cause just because my dad was able to build a house *shake head, on mortgage*, have a car and now one more new car *hello, I'm working now ok, and cheap car only what*, going for family travelling *my dad work his ass off by doing dome part-time job ok!*... Helloooo, it's because I got an awesome dad... We weren't able to have all those stuff when I was young. We were poor, but as I said my dad and mom is super awesome. They work hard to put food on the table and also try to give pamper us too.
That's why I had enough when he started to send me sms's like "i lov u n mis u, terima kasih", and when I got to know he went asked my mom too, and when I got to know his father was also sending him money every month, and when I started to feel that I'm being taken as a fool.
What's pritiful, is that I will always be thought as a bank for some of my relatives. I really love them, but in the end of the day I don't want to start hating them. So it's best for me to stop being a bank. The love of money is really terifying..... It can break up a family in an instance. Just like what happen to us last time. The greed of an uncle that even want take my mom small land where I call my home. Even to the point of sueing my grandpa and my parent for that small piece of land. Well enough of airing family thing here. But it's like being spit again and again and suddenly you became their beloved cousin. Incomprehensible... I do forgive but the hurt is too much too much damage, I can't love them the way I used too before.
There... That's what been festering inside of me all this long. Well I'm starting to get very hungry, I was hungry before I wrote this long post but now I'm super hungry. So till the next post...
ps: I just got an sms again begging me to help him. I'm so sorry but I can't...
pss: Notice, Paul didn't say money is evil.. He said "the love of money"...