Lesson in a Comedy: Hachhimiau, his Family and the President

   Once upon a time, there was a comedian called Hachhimiau (miau pronunciation: meow :P) who lived in a small hut in a small town. Despite the fact that he lived in a small hut and small town, the President of the country visited him one day. Though Hachhimiau had heard of the President's plan before he was visited, he do not welcome them unusually but usually as he did to all who had visited him. No special candy, no special soup or cake, no fat chicken or meat to serve, and it was also not a concern as the President was straight forward.
   'I have come to listen to your jokes, so can you tell me your jokes,' the President lean back in the woody chair.

   The wife, whose name was Ahih-hih was busy in the kitchen and son, whose name was Bambam was busy around the room.

   'Do you bring me a gift? Any?' with sad smiley face, the comedian turned to the president for a moment and continue to focus on his mobile game again.
   The president had his first short laugh with a of feeling superiority or self-importance, 'Is not it enough that I visited you?'
   The comedian massage the back his head down to his neck as if he felt stress on it but with the same mournful face, then flung his mobile behind him, 'Is not it enough that you meet me?'

   'Oh come on! would you not tell me even a single joke? Yeah! I feel great to have met you a great comedian and I hope that you would give me a little whole medicine.'
   'I won't. I am not a toy in the market that you can do as you will,' the comedian with a sad smiley lips turned his head left and stared at the floor as he was concentrating, "Foolish people thinks a joke makers are abnormal, comedian by birth and making jokes is their nature and reason of existence. They never have the mind to consider that we do also have a normal life, interest and hobbies but believes us to be funny all the time and expects us to be a joker all the time."
   'Ok, if you don't want to share any jokes... Then, we will be going.'
   But, Ahih-hih interrupted, 'Wait for some refreshment, Mr. President, I'm making drinks which will be accompanied by a few old loaf. Then you could feel energetic on your way back.' Hachhimiau nodded on it as he was doing his thinking.
   'Trouble not yourself, maybe someday I'll come back. Ok, bye.'
   'Thank you for the visit then, Mr. President,' Hachhimiau quickly continued to think, "And when we don't make a joke, they will not look at us as normal either."

   'Why don't you just tell him a good joke?' Ahih-hih woke him up from his imagination world.
   'Where is my mobile!?' Hachhimiau stood up suddenly, checked his body and looked around.
   'Were you not playing games all those times?' Ahih-hih helped him search the bed which was behind the chairs, 'Nothing found.'
   'This assh*** need a lesson,' he said and rushed toward the President who was almost entering at the back of his car.
   His wife yelled at his back, 'Maybe you are mistaken, be thoughtful and careful.'
   'Shut up and don't you say any words until I say you should,' comes the reply with the following, 'Mr. President you are steeling my mobile fone,'

   The bodyguards restrained themselves from laughing and with red faces they tried to hold Hachhimiau from advancing, but the President stopped them as he did not believed Hachhimiau was serious, 'Let him make his joke as he wish.'
   But, Hachhimiau grabbed the President's ear and pushed him back against the car, 'Tell me, where the hell do you keep my mobile?'

   'What a nice joke? Hahaha...' the President and his bodyguards laughed heartily but it increased the anger of Hachhimiau.
   'Eh, you do not believe me? Hmmm?' serious Hachhimiau pulled the President on his ear back to his small hut and locked themselves in, 'Let me beat the truth out of ya as*****.'
   'Are you serious?'
   On hearing that the bodyguards outside the small hut laughed out so loud as they approach the hut with a bending posture. And they continue to hear slapping sounds and questions 'Are you seeeeeriaus? Tell me the truth, where the hell do you keep my mobile foooooan?' as Hachhimiau shook the President on his chest.
   'I don't know, I don't really know what you talking about?'

   'Het, don't you lie, don't you dare lie,' Hachhimiau yelled as punching sound followed, 'dukduk dukduk.'
   The president felt so painful and suspected that Hachhimiau was no longer making a joke, 'I swear, I swear, I did not steal your mobile. I have lots of money and why should I want your ugly mobile phone?'

   'Eeeee, my ugly mobile fone and your lots of money??? You did not even brought me even a gift,' yelled Hachhimiau as shook the President, then the same old sound quickly followed again, 'duk duk duk.'

   'I swear, I swear to the moon and the skah!' Hachhimiau hit the President before he could finished his words.
   Outside, the bodyguards had suffered so greatly that their stomach began to feel  pain and exhausted.
   'You will not spit out any true word like this, wait,' Hachhimiau cried as he decided to tie the President to the chair and shock him with electricity by his battery, 'Ahih-hih come and hold this fat ass made by the sweat and blood of poor people.'
   Meanwhile the president screamed, 'Help! Help! Bodyguards, help help.'
   His bodyguards would not believed him but laughed at the happening that they thought it was all a game of jokes.

   Hachhimiau had fitted the wire shock him immediately with the electric when the President begged, 'Please donzzzzzzzz'
   'What were you saying, hhha?' Hachhimiau wiped off his sweat off his face as he stay alert to electric shock the President again if he ever say a word not related to the answer he wanted.

   Obviously, the President did try to ask for help which turned as a scream, 'Hellllllllzzzzzzzz,'
   'Better tell me the truth and give me my mobile then trying to say helz lol.'
   The President shook his head and open his mouth but since Hachhimiau do not accept that, the President screamed again, 'Helllzzzzz.'

   The President looked absolute cool now but tried to explain, 'Ok, truly speaking I did nozzzzzzzz'
   This time holding the electric wire, Hachhimiau yelled loudly, 'Where the hell do you hide my mobile fone?'
   Then, immediately, before the president could answer a reply came from his son under the bed, 'Dad! Dad! Here is your mobile.'

   Meanwhile the President screamed with all the only pathetic voice left in him, 'Help! Help, Bodyguards Hel...zzzzz.'
   'Just wait before I make sure of my moblie fone ok,' Hachhimiau shocked the President slightly which was not that slight for the president after all those experiences, 'Come out baby.'

   On hearing the Presidents pathetic voice the bodyguards forced through the door with half smiling and it seems soooo faaaakkkkee.
   The president was so annoyed on that as words entered in his mind, 'He who commits no crime or sin have nothing to confess,' Now I know that.' But another thought strike his mind and turned his anger upon his bodyguards, 'one gets disappointment when one disappoints others.' 'Yes, even if a comedian do not intend to disappoints you, you disappoint yourself by his normal life if you expects him to be a joker or make a joke all the time.'

   When Bambam came out of the bed under and gave his father the mobile, Hachhimiau confidently declared, 'Ok, times up, that's enough, phew. We have wasted so much time, now  bodyguards, you can truly escort our dear President home.'
   On that words, the President was so angry again with Hachhimiau and stared at him so angrily, but he has no more strength to say a word, as his still half laughing bodyguards took him out of the woody chair. He wanted to punch him so hard but no strength was left in him anymore to make him stand on his own feet. After all, it was him, who visited and asked for a joke when Hachhhimiau was not motivated and in the mood.
   The President was also angry to his foolish still half laughing bodyguards and wanted to punished them but he was too weak that he still had to rely on their strength, as he was carried horizontally like a log. He came in by two legs but went back out by eight legs only. But his mind was still working and a thought entered his mind, "Do not consider a comedian to make a joke all the time. Do not expect a joke maker to be a joker all the time. After all, he is a just a normal man with a talent bestowed in him." And he realized, 'Sometimes, Wisdom and truth are also contained in jokes, comedy.'


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GeeGee Skhul: Those Who Must Marry

   Geman had opened a school in a place where few  people inhabited, and since he wants to sounds, looks and be different he called it 'Geegee Skhul.'
   He had just three students, they were Mura, Dawdaw and Hixy. One day he was testing his students to find out their intelligence with questions, "Why does not a pig have three legs?"
   His students replied, "Because it don't want it heeee."
   Geman shook his head as if he was satisfied with the answer and continued, "Why is the fan turning?"
   "Turn it likewise and it will not turn at all."
   "Do you smoke?"
   "We have nothing to smoke anymore."
   Geman rubbed his mustache as he was thinking how his students can answer all together the questions he had not teach them and he suspected that they must have united for a purpose, but he continued asking, "What if we have three legs?"
   "One, a spare leg."
   "Do you believe in evolution and that we evolve as human beings from monkeys?"
   "The one who say such thing is a monkey," the students shouted together.

   "Hmm..." Geman breath and pointed his finger to Dawdaw, "You, what do you desires most in the world?"
   Dawdaw smiled, "You."
   "And you," Geman gestured at Hixy.
   "Dawdaw," replied Hixy quickly, and continued, "Sir, just walk out on her and give me space please."
   "Why should I? Just wanna play your games with her again?" Geman replied and they argued, they continued to argue and their case reached the king's ears.

   The next day Geman and his students stood before the king as they were summoned, and the king questioned them one by one, "Dawdaw, who do you want most?"
   "Geman, but he do not want me as much as I do."

   "What about you, youngman."
   "Dawdaw," Hixy replied.

   "Then, Geman do you want Dawdaw most?"
   "No but somehow."

   Then the king asked Dawdaw again, "Do you really want Geman?"
   "I do but maybe somehow," she replied and cried, "But I do as Geman is smart, rich and have a job and he would be able to look after me. But this guy can't even pay skhul fee, and is poor and stinky," she continued to cry.
   One of the king's assistant said, "Eheee.. can one cry even when one wants somehow?"
   Geman said, "If we know how to fake cry."

   The king raised his hand, "Then, Geman marry Dawdaw, when you find someone you really want just divorce her. Do you want that?"
   With happy face Geman raised his voice, "Yay, I really want that. It would be so nice, wow."
   "What about you Dawdaw?"
   "No.. nonono, I can't want that, I never want that."

   "You are right, Dawdaw. You don't really love him but his status. Learn to love a man, not his status. And know that a home is not a place which a man or a woman alone have to and can make. As married couple are 'one,' that 'one' have to and can make it," the king told her, "And, if you get married with one who wants you somehow you will soon be a divorcee but if you get married to one who wants you most, whether or not you are going to be a divorcee will depends on your will. And that's who you should get married with," the king paused and continued, "A smart one will make you happy, win your heart but it will not last long if that smart one does not love you true. Whether or not one is smart, if you get married with the one who love you most, it will gives you eternal happiness, and you will see happiness and love that a simply smart one can't give you."
   Then, Dawdaw turned her head and stared at Hixy, "The smell is so sweet," she said as waved her hand before her nose, "It is, oh, I realize I want this guy most."

   Hixy opened his mouth, "Yes, has not our ancestors said, 'it is sweeter to dug a hole of sweet potatoes with most loved than eat a very sweet food with one we do not love.'
   "If it is so, If you want Dawdaw most, Hixy, you will have to marry her as long as you live. It is not lawful to divorce her," the king told Hixy with love.
   Hixy replied, "In that case... I was simply kidding."
   Dawdaw held her fist as she was too angry, "Why have I said stinky is sweet smelling."

   With a kind voice the king's assistant said, "Dawdaw, you have not met the one who love you most. The one who love you most is the one who obey the king. And the king's commandment is, 'you must not divorce your loved ones. Anyway, one full of love never divorce loved ones. Those are the one who are worthy to get married." then the assistant turned to Hixy, "You have reached the court of the king, and you are playing in life with other's hearts. You man, in the end of days when the king stands at his place, your punishment will not be less than Geman either. So evil and wicked but pretend to be serious and truthful outwardly but playing and dares to call for justice. Yes, you want justice according to you that is injustice."

   Despite the case, as they were going home, Geman called out his students as if there was troubles.
   "What is it? What is it?" came the replies.
   "Come and let me teach you how to have conversation with ants."
   Geman students were standing before him and saw a train of ants that was crossing the road. Then, Geman knelt, folded his hands, looked at the ants and spoke to them, "Dear ants, oh dear ants, where are you going?"
   The ants halted at once, stared at Geman with angry faces, turned back altogether and went back home quietly.
   "Aarrrgggg!"

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Do Not Disturb A Lazy Man

   My uncle had come to visit us for about one week with his daughter but my cousin had left earlier at the care of her responsibility as a responsible girl.
   Since, my home town was just in the border line of two countries where different kinds of people lives together for it is a well known developing and important commercial place of the state as it always was, both my uncle and maternal aunt had decided to get married, and hence my uncle by law.

   I realized, 'lazy men are no less intelligent than hard-working men, but sometimes they are too intelligent,' from the true humorous story my uncle told me last night, that made me laughed even in the morning. So I decided to share it to you, if possible, to give you a whole physical and mental medicine. But, since I did not know it well, I asked him to tell me again and then help me through, that he does and now he is preparing for home as he is going to leave today, first October two thousand twelve.
   The story follows below but its not exactly what to do with lazy men, they need to be understood then motivated somewhere according to their laziness, but never ever disturbs or argues with them.

   He do also tells me another humorous story, to which I do also laugh but I hope one will do at a time.
   'Would you like to hear a story?' asked my uncle with half laughing. I half-laughed too and replied, 'Yes, tell me,' I lay beside him and listened.
   There was a young man relaxing beside the football field to watch a match, then an old man, knowing that the young man was a lazy man, came to him and said, 'My son, do some work?'
   'If I do some work what will I get?' asked the young man.
   'You will earn money,'
   'If I earn money what will I do?' the young man asked again.
   'Take a wife, build a house.'
   'After that what will I do?'
   'Have children.' (Probably the old man confidence on his part had increased.)
   'After having children what will I do?'
   'Raise them up.'
   'After raising children what more to do?' still asked the young man.
   'They will be grown up, and you will be a very rich man then.' (The old man was also patient enough.)
   'After that what to do?' again asked the young man.
   'After that you can take a relax rest,' said the old man.
   Then, the young man replied, 'Right now I am taking relax rest, go away.'

   What more left to say for the dumbstruck zealous old man, who tried his best to activate a young lazy man at the cost of his time and a prolonged conversation just to reached at a speechless point.

   Lets me add few words on this subject:

   The old man was not wrong here, he was just dumbstruck and the way he tries to make a lazy man work was just not working with that lazy man but the lazy man here was not wrong either.
   If relax rest is everyone's goal, he was exactly right and did have a relax rest or retire early, and that's all. He was wise than the rest.

   Of course,  if a man who always have a relax rest at an early age can feed himself and keeps relax rest his most important goal but marriage, children and riches secondary no one have anything to say to him. He is not a lazy man, he just eat and do what he wants, and he can afford it. He is having a different and desirable peaceful mind which is desire free of riches, marriage and children, etc.

   But if he feed himself on others' hard work but always have a relax rest, he is a lazy man. And if parents wants their lazy child work they may place or keep him where he cannot avoid work or else he would starve.

   But parents should know their child who does not make money but do have goal or projects and does not simply have a relax rest is not a lazy man. And if its going to be beneficial to the family and he is determined why not give support and encouraged him. For, 'fortune comes to determined men,' and 'great men are persistent and determined.' 

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