Debts, the obligation to pay for something we don’t really need but desire it so.
While Malaysian folks I know, here and there, are caught in the vicious spiral of indebtedness, some are feverishly avoiding the entrapment. An unpaid, overdue debt, based on materialism culture, is something we talk about yet unable, at least for the majority, to escape.
As my feet treads the hard Malaysian soil, with the promises of unpleasant humidity in the air, I am reminded of the societal desire for unimaginable wealth. Houses owned, property acquired, then lost, the very least to the twitching hands of greedy relatives. Are we all consumed by rapacious gluttony, to take what truly does not belong to us?
Aye, the very epitome of building wealth is to rob others of theirs and convert it to one’s liking.
The weather does nothing to dispel the reality. After almost 24 years of savings, of scraping what’s insanely loose change then to find out that relatives are moving for the balance, leaves a foul taste.
In all my working years, and in all that I have experienced, I am aware of the ferocious appetite of fate. I wait, this I can afford, and wait, and wait, until such time when greed lords over their sanity, or what’s left of it, and leaves them vulnerable to fate. Aye, definitely, I have the time.