Mutton Curry? Mutton Rendang?

I finally found the cure to stop pesky born muslims from getting to me. Tell them off in a raised voice (it's better if you're in a crowded environment), and put them down. The one single line that works best for me, when they all back off is "Just because I'm out-numbered by your people, you think I'm afraid of you? You people don't scare me!". Of course this has nothing to do with race, but in most cases, people would just back off. And I like it that way. If you've nothing good to say, if you're not encouraging, just back off.

I don't feel proud putting the guy in a tie down in front of his son in the musollah, and neither do I feel great that I did the same thing to the old fuck in Darul Aman. The funny thing about these people is, the moment I fight back, they back off. You cock-sucking fuckers have the guts to tell me off but no guts to challenge me when I raise my voice? Scardy cats. But know what? I'm still out-numbered by your race. All you have to do is get the Imam to officially throw me out. Write me a note why I shouldn't defend myself (after all, I AM AMIR HAMZAH!), & I'll go to the next one that will welcome me warmly. You peep squeaks never scare me... The guy in the tie, like it when I put you down in front of your son? I challenge you to tell me nicely, afterall, I am a convert (and we were in the converts association). You think you're so smart cos you dress well (cos you're an ugly fuck anyway).

I have no qualms saying "fuck" anywhere. I've been brought up in an environment where I need to fight for almost anything and everything I want. I thought religion was different. Truth is, I've got to fight harder. Most born muslims are all right. They are nice, pleasant and welcoming with lots of nice words of encouragement. Unfortunately, I do have the luck of meeting those whom aren't. The tie guy could've walked in front of me. Instead he shoved me and told me off. Well... I can shout as loud as the guy beside me. Since you wanna act tough and smart, I'll act tough and smart with you too. The problem with him, Mr. AW & the old man at Darul Aman is, they all have the guts and audicity to tell me off, but none will defend themselves when I raise my voice. In a predominant malay environment, what is there to be afraid of? Since by telling me off, I am sure they know that they are in some knowledge that I am lacking of. So why worry when I raise my voice? Why not tell me what is? Why look down and hurry along their little gutless asses? Am I missing something? Of course I am! I've never been put in an environment of fools who think they own a public place. And best of all, no fucking sense to say "sorry" when they're in the wrong. Old man, you can die for all I care. Go act pious and dress in the religious garb that you wear. Purple looks good on you. But if you can't hold your own, don't even come close to me.

But it's also unfortunate that I also realised something else. To those people who tell me off for something that I may be doing wrong, you can do it nicely. Many have done so to me, and I have learnt not to commit the same mistakes. Telling me off in a "I know better that art" will earn you verbal abuses in front of everyone. I don' care if I lose my "rewards". I pray for Allah, not for you ass-wipes. Get that straight. Go fuck your own mother. You're probably sick in that way.

Dear Allah, thank You for giving me continued patience against these mother-fucking sons of bitches. I am grateful. Please give them the strength to carry on with their lives thinking they are as great as You. Give them the courage to tell every covert who has no qualms hurling verbal abuses to them through their inconsiderate and belligerent actions. I ask that You grant me strength to fight off these nay-sayers for wanting to believe in You for wanting to sincerely praise you is a battle that I have to face everyday against these creatures of satan. Grant me the heart to love You more and more each day as with every ass-wipe I fight off, I sincerely can feel Your love covering me. I ask also that You bless the rest of us reading this that persecution did not only exist in the time of Your early disicples, it still exists today, especially against converts who think we all worship You. I praise You and I ask that You watch over each of us. Amin.

jahwsl
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11 Oct 06'