Snake Parents

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Just as I thought things were going to be the same, my mother’s manipulation and her disingenuous ways were going to continue, things suddenly took a different turn.

Factitious stories being told were not adding up, manipulation tactics being used were being outed, the deceitfulness being caught. I always assumed that one day her true side was going to be shown, but the ‘master manipulator’ was always going to figure out a way to get out, however this time it didn’t.

This time, things have gone too far, the stakes were too high, someone could have lost their life. Timing of the incident was not just pure coincidence, it was clear of the deception. No more hiding, no way to deny incidents, no lying because the records have proven otherwise. Most striking part was sheltering and defending her favorite son, who was no doubt the voice that conspired to do evil.

A devious plan that one expects from watching movies, coming from pure evil, the psychopaths, criminals, and other scums of this planet. I didn’t expect that this scheme would be caught by the most unlikely person, my uncle, my mothers closest confidant, which even shocked him. It’s good to know that other family members, have now seen the ‘side’ of evil, which I always knew but couldn’t convince them, now they know, I feel vindicated.

Shit-storm coming

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As soon as I landed in my country, with filth all around the airport, smelly toilet, and overcrowded species I felt this sick pain in my stomach. Little did I know about the shit storm that would start.

Everyone looked at me suspiciously when I entered the house, I knew something was up. I already had to cut my plans short and wasn’t willing to deal with the negative energy surrounding me, it’s here in my own country, own city, own neighborhood, own family that I feel the most negative energy that one can tolerate.

While having a conversation with my narcissistic mother, her paranoia knows no bounds, that’s why I always avoided having any discussions with her. I find out she reported me to the police ! making up stories in her head, that I will do evil things. She made up stories to the police, that I hadn’t told her where I was going (a lie), even though the phone records show that I called her. As expected the law enforcement, came to my home as soon as I bought a new pc, and searched my whole room, took my laptop, pc, passports, pen drives, then I was escorted to the station where I had to spend the whole night.

As I was sitting in the air-conditioned unit of the detective branch station, I was thinking I should have expected this from my own mother, it didn’t surprise me that she would do something like this, but going through this whole experience has taken it’s toll. In the morning officers questioned my motive to go to Indonesia, a beautiful paradise, that’s what my reply was. Even though I stopped going to mosque since high school and was non religious, and talked about dangers of some religion in my blog posts, they were suspicious of my motive. The lack of poor unverified intelligence they had was still shocking, which was perpetuated by my mothers paranoia.

Even after several weeks since the incident, I am troubled by my family’s behavior, what other ways are they going to hurt me. I am troubled by the corrupt law enforcement in our country, the poor intelligence, the corrupt practices, punishing innocent victims, as of now my computers, passports are still with the authorities.

License to Parent

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There are licenses for driving, diving, flying, for professions like doctors, engineers, construction workers, yet there seems no license requirement for parenting. Society does not look at the importance of rearing children and marriage as a responsibility but rather a service. Ultimate cost of improper parenting and family union is being paid heavily by society.

Ultimate cost of improper parenting and family union is being paid heavily by society.

Now, I have wrote about the bureaucracy of public institutions and the complexity of the issue of even proposing a parenting license. Even starting to conceptualize the requirements, procedures, and measurements needed to give a license is a tall task. However, one needs to look at the true cost to a family, community, economy, nation and cultural aspects when measuring the devastation of childhood abuse.

Whether it’s the west or the east, one thing is for sure high IQ people tend to reproduce far less. A quick tour in parts of east london, inner cities in new york, or the slums of mumbai its evident that lower socioeconomic status means more children. That doesn’t mean higher socioeconomic status people are better at parenting, but by having less children they are reducing the impact.

In most cases, poverty means early marriage which is again the root cause of all problems, and then popping out half-a-dozen kids means more financial and social responsibility. A license will appear to be a preliminary assessment tool to judge both sexes as well as for the family, and community to measure if couples are ready to start a family.

A license will appear to be a preliminary assessment tool to judge both sexes as well as for the family

The same way one needs to have a license to drive, or to practice medicine it gives validation to the responsibility and duties that a individual needs. For too long, the economical, political, social community have not taken parenting as a serious ‘profession’, because the costs come in so many various avenues it has not been measured properly, but implementing right tools will reduce the impact on society.

Off a cliff

At grade 3 at the time, the math exams were an hour long, I use to finish it half-an hour before the others. Fast forward today and I can barely do basic arithmetic, this is what broken childhood will do to the mind. I remember reading the article about the girl who was a mathematical genius but became an escort, naturally I assumed that she is a nymphomaniac. Now having reflected on the story this is a sad case of childhood abuse that people can barely understand.

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The abuser and abused sitting side by side, the public thinks, such a young girl getting admitted at Oxford is incredible and her family is outstanding. Reality is quite different, especially for asian families, in most cases the family puts immense pressure on gifted children to perform mental feats only a mature brain is capable of handling. Also asian families value their social standing and ‘reputation’ very carefully, and putting their children at an ivy league college is considered honorable.

I often see child prodigies getting admitted at ivy league institutions very early on, and this is a big mistake by colleges, although the child is capable of doing those specific tasks in the academic arena, they are not fully matured enough to deal with the responsibilities and roles that comes in an environment designed for adults. This is why I often see bizarre things called ‘safe spaces’, banning ‘controversial’ speakers, because the kids are not fully matured to even be in college. Oxford is just as irresponsible as her half-wit parents to accept Sufiah Yusof and her demise to destruction.

Her family is interracial, her mother is Malaysian, and her dad is Pakistani. For those who don’t know Pakistani people are the shit-hole of humanity that exists in this world, they are far gross than any race in this world. Both of them are strict religious ideologues, and in a religion which has a history of child abuse, and the father being a paki-filth was the abuser, he was arrested for abusing two other girls. Culturally and religiously pakistani’s have a tradition of incest, abuse, murder which they justify specifically due to religion.

Path to destruction started by her family, her dad no doubt a pathological predator, and training to excel at academia requires plenty of sacrifice, which children should not be forced to do. Even a prodigy is also a child, and proper upbringing will ensure both work and leisure balance, no doubt she never had that opportunity. Plenty of celebrity stars had faced this dilemma, without proper guidance they exhibit bizarre behavior, one is Miley Cyrus, and in this case of Sufia Yusof, who turned to escort.

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On top of that you have a society that is pushing these kids to excel, either academically, athletically, or entertainment wise. After all this is just entertainment, the public’s appetite at the cost of a child’s life.

Standing in line

Standing in line inside a government building for hours, hundreds of eager peasants looking for confirmation from bureaucrats to move along. One group I was focused on was a women with her two sons, they were standing before me, always arguing with one another, it reminded me of my family.

Anytime one is dealing with public institutions, especially in countries in south east asia, bureaucracy is the name of the game. What should only take several minutes lasts up to several hours; standing among the mass of humanity spending my time observing people’s behavior.

The family I focused on, was always bickering, questioning, constantly shuffling the papers, it was mostly done by the mother. She kept making changes to her form, putting on a new picture, changing it after every hour. All this clearly annoyed both of her sons, both of them getting into heated arguments with their mother. The women was elderly, perhaps stressed out, but boasting her credentials to not only her children but other people who were nearby.

She was making a scene, wanting all the attention to herself, garner as much sympathy from others, at one instance her son slapped down her papers, clearly irritated that she will not follow the instructions, rather she made her point that she will do whatever she wants.

This is what’s known as ‘Munchhausen syndrome‘, garnering sympathy and attention, by playing victim, using identity politics, political correctness and various other means. Humans are capable of such manipulation, deception that very few animals can rival.

No Breakfast

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What started my interests in breakfast was looking at the hundreds of images of animals on cereal boxes,  it was enough to make me crave for those delicious sweet munchies. But it is a beloved meal that I no longer take these days.

Growing up during my childhood, I had all kinds of unhealthy snacks for my morning meal, it was usually ‘snacks’ not a proper meal. I remember taking sweet biscuits, left overs from yesterday night, yet I was never given a decent meal. Both my parents had freshly made bread and usually vegetables, however none was ever given to me. Only, in rare occasions when guests came over was I given, or when there was a holiday.

Just think for a minute, I was only given a decent meal, when guests/relatives used to come over, or when there was a public holiday, the rest of the days, I just ate whatever snack I could find, and it was mostly unhealthy stuff like biscuits. It sounds like the script of harry potter novel, but this was my reality.

On the rare occasions I got the chance to have my favorite breakfast, which is perfectly cooked poached eggs, with toasted bread, it felt so heavenly. There are people who like morning food, to jump start the day, I was one of them. My parents always gave me ‘excuses’ like there is no need to have any morning meal, which may be the case, but to neglect my needs by not giving me any meals, is abuse.

Growth inside a Prison

kidsplayingLooking at the two children that came to my neighbors place, I recognized something different about them, they were quite small, fear in their eyes, no smile on their face, low pitched laugh coming out of the mouth, limited in their body motion. I remember this vividly in my childhood, because we played together. After they had left, I asked him why are the children so fearful and short ?

He replied, “because their parents don’t love them”

I was confused by his answer, as I myself was a kid at that time and couldn’t figure out; but after nearly a decade his answer is ringing a bell in my head. I didn’t connect the dots at that time, I was a short kid too, and they were also short, they were not as emotionally matured as normal kids are. I kept thinking what stood out, whenever they used to play, or do any sort of thing, their abusive loud mother would scold them, humiliate them, and punish them physically.

Punishing children physically is accepted in our country, so there was nothing the law could do against beating children. At certain times some children may require light punishment, but the problem lies when psychotic parents use the law as a way to physically torture and abuse kids. All the people that I remember who had faced abusive childhood, were either physically small or emotionally immature. That’s not to say that all people who are small or immature faced abuse, but it is an absolute a fact what abusive childhood does to people.

Caring parents create a safe environment for children, this emotional connection they have with their children, provides understanding, empathy, needs. As I was confused, when I heard the word ‘love’ and how it impacts childhood, I recognized there was no ‘emotional‘ connection between me and my parents, it was just behavioral connection, this didn’t allow me to be as emotionally mature. A child’s brain needs constant emotional empathy and care, that releases the growth hormone for physical growth which in turn provides emotional growth.

turma_112When I arrived in London, the center of the financial capital in Europe, to not only explore and do my studies, but also to get away from my family. I realized all this time I had been living in a prison, and being in a prison has taken it’s toll. I couldn’t function in a fast pace environment, I wasn’t mature enough to deal with stress and responsibilities, I didn’t know how to communicate effectively and connect with people, the scars and trauma are too much for me to continue, I am back in the prison, the prison broke me.