1111

Nothing negative though. I just thought that many doings in these past weeks (or months?) were entirely out of my grasp. First was a series of numbers following me wherever I go and whatever I do. Still, nothing negative about that; just when you don't expect it the most, it cometh. Second, the harder I try, the worst the outcome. In fact, things fall into the right places when I least expected it to. Third...oh well, no third.

First, the numbers 111 or 1111 kept following me. Believe it or not, you'll be shocked. My housemate is a living witness to several incidences as such. I grabbed 2 random books from MPH's shelf. Add the amount and ta-da! -RM111. Oh well, this could be a coincidence. Now try this: I was paying for my MPSJ parking to makan nearby, and the slip that came out was, ya...you've figured that out: 11.11am

Then, there were uncountable times when I looked into my handphone (I don't really check the digital time when my lab has a analog clock). But when I DO CHECK the time on my handphone or computer screen, it was always 1.11 or 11.11. PM or even AM. An emailed I sent to a 'powerful' man was dated 11.11pm 1 November. Pretty creepy. Let me tell you, all these were not a purposeful act. I was watching the news on TV and something made me look at a clip on NTV7. I am always watching the news without looking at the details. Surface. But something MADE me to look that day. Some unforseen 'force' made me look closely into the TV screen - the real resignation letter of a Malaysiakini.com writter over her false report made over the website on Najib's so-called manifesto as PM - the letter was....timed 1111. A specky like me or you will never notice the small print. But I saw it. Why would I want to squint my eyes to look at the TV screen at that moment, eh??!?!?! 'Something' made me LOOK. Ask me housemate!

Skeptical, I am. But I was in the post office in Tesco Puchong to buy some stamps. As I do not need a calling number, I went directly to the counter to purchase a 3 ringgit worth. And then, I heard it! - the screen called out audibly : satu, satu, satu, satu. I looked at the officer and turned behind me. Well, the bad thing is, I was expecting this: Wanting to see who the hell has that 1111 number, but chehhh, it was some old Ah Pek. Aiya, I thought some divine thingy in these numbers may bring me to the man of my dreams.

Again, these numbers post no effects on my life. I just found it fascinating. Unless someone provides me some revelation about these stuff....!