You Have Two Choices


One day I went on a journey upward bound toward Kedah, one of the northern states of Malaysia. I went to a place called Kubang Semang. There lived one of my best lady friend. Her name is Rohizah Binti Mohd Ali. She was once a brilliant lawyer who got hooked doing business of her own. Now she is running her own successful business selling Sabah's Crystal.

We have a good times together when I was there. We joked, we laughed and talked, having a good times together. Then she told me a story that remained with me till the day I gonna die. It has also changed my attitude toward people. That particular story also made me came forward and admitted publicly to the world especially Malaysian, that I AM AN ADDICT!

By admitting I am an addict, I shouldered all the risks of exposing myself. You see, Malaysian have these attitude of despising, shunning and looking down to all addicts. Even to a recovering addict like myself. Despite our Government's run campaigns to accept all addicts as a fellow human being but their hateful feeling are already deep-rooted that it is difficult to turn them otherwise. Hopefully all that will change in the near future.

Before I share with you the story told to me, I dedicated the back ground music to FlowerDave. Pink Floyd is one of his favourite bands as well as mine. Hearing 'Money' again turned back the time when I was in University. Campus life was a hell of a time to live especially a 'rebel' like me!

I also dedicated this post and linked it with JJ who made my day when I was feeling blue. You're a sweetheart and thank you for your friendship.

And now, comes the time we are waiting for. So, without further ado I present:

You Have Two Choices

TokMan is a manager of a restaurant. He is always in a good mood.

When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would always reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!"

Many of the waiters at his restaurant quit their jobs when he changed jobs, so they could follow him around from restaurant to restaurant.



TokMan was a natural motivator.

If an employee was having a bad day, TokMan was always there, telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.

Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to TokMan and asked him:

"I don't get it! No one can be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"

TokMan replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, I have two choices today. I can choose to be in a good mood or I can choose to be in a bad mood. I always choose to be in a good mood.

Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be the victim or I can choose to learn from it. I always choose to learn from it.

Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I always choose the positive side of life."

"But it's not always that easy," I protested.

"Yes it is," TokMan said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junks, every situation is a choice.

You choose how you react to situations.

You choose how people will affect your mood.

You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood.

It's your choice how you live your life."

Several years later,

I heard that TokMan accidently did something you are never supposed to do in the restaurant business.

He left the back door of his restaurant open.

And then???

In the morning, he was robbed by three armed robbers.

They want?


While TokMan was trying to open the safe box,

his hand shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combinations.

The robbers panicked and shot him.

Luckily, TokMan was found quickly and rushed to the hospital.

After 18 hours of surgery


TokMan was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body...

I saw TokMan about six months after the accident.

When I asked him how he was,

he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wants to see my scars?"

I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place.

"The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," TokMan replied.

"Then, after they shot me, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or could choose to die. I choose to live."

"Weren't you scared?" I asked.

TokMan continued, "The paramedic were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine.

But when they wheeled me into the Emergency Room and I saw the expression on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared.

In their eyes, I read "He's a dead man."

I knew I needed to take action."

"What did you do?" I asked.

"Well, there was a big nurse shouting question at me," said TokMan.

"She asked if I was allergic to anything?"

"Yes!" I replied.

The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply.

I took a deep breath and yelled,"Bullets!"

Over their laughter, I told them,

"I am choosing to live. Please operate on me as if I am alive, not dead".

God willing, TokMan lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude.

I learned from him that,

every day you have a choice to either enjoy your life or to hate it.

The only thing that is truly yours,

that no one can control or take from you,

is your attitude.

So, if you can take care of that, everything else in life becomes much easier.

Now you have two choices to make:

  1. You can forget about this post or
  2. You can forward it to someone you care about.

I hope you will choose #2.

I did.

By Pink Floyd

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7 Comments thus far...


I am choosing to live!
Thanks for the great story.

Shannon said...

Good Morning! I choose to live to and make the best out of it. I love this story. Thank you for sharing. Have a truly fabulous day!

Meg Moran said...

A great story that made me smile. I will think of this all day. You are a brave man for admitting your addiction in your country so that you can learn a new life and carry the message to others.

Sober Chick said...

Living life is the hard choice but the most courageous and one that leaps with rewards!


Mary Christine said...

Thanks for the story... and also the music - which reminds me of sitting in a bar outside of Chicago... oh, those were the days!

flowerdave said...


lash505 said...

I use to go to the pink floyds concert on acid. It was a trip when they debut the Animal Album on stage.

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