Of vices and sins
This is a repost. Since I lost my first one. Unless it suddenly pops back up again. Excuse the delusion.I was reading the datin diaries yesterday and it was fun seeing Malaysian life thru someone else eyes. A high-class life no less, filled with Dior skirts and Bodegas. As I read each post, talks about champagne, martinis and sexual encounters out of wedlock permeated my brain. I can’t really say that I was shocked. It was something expected of someone of such status with immense resources and time. I was still confounded though at how shamelessly she spells it out. Now, I’m not a bigot and I’m not gonna go around preaching coz I know I’m not morally upright either. It just puzzled me that talks of Chardonnay and having affairs with Datuks were so common. Maybe Im just naïve. Heh.I then realized that these social vices weren’t restricted to just the high class society. I know of people from my circle of friends who participate in such extracurricular activities. Of people who are regulars at Luna Bar, who enjoy Vodkas and who think one night stands in a club’s toilet are a good idea of fun. I also have heard of people from lower class backgrounds who do these things as well albeit in a less costly sense. Of rempits and their racing prizes. It’s pretty wide spread I suppose. But considering the way I was brought up, and the values my family (this includes my grandparents and my auntie) instilled in me, these things still mystifies me. Like I said, I’m probably naïve.Just because its wide spread and common, doesn’t mean that it’s right though. We all still have to face the consequences sometime in the future. Please, I’m not being hypocritical. I’m just pointing out the facts. If you can’t deal with it then don’t bother.There was something else I read about. One of the comments on her blog was from a mother who was going thru a dilemma about what she should tell her daughter about sex. She knows that even if she tries to stop her daughter, she’d do it anyway. Hmmm. Its kind of scary thinking about it. If u mention anything, your daughter might think that it’s okay to do so but if you don’t say anything she’d still do it anyway. Maybe the least you could do is remind her to use protection, but even that would suggest the normality of the act. Its tough being a mom. I wonder if my mom worries about me and whether or not I’ve had sex. Hmm. Let’s not go there.I guess I’d sum it up. I’m probably one of those tolerant Muslims. Ones who have nothing against sinners (or who probably sins too), just sins. I know I can do better. We all can. But maybe for now, this is better for me.