“Let’s impregnate the wives.”

“Yeah let’s!!!”

Not that I’m not happy for them. I am. But when I sit down and mulling about what I’m going to do with my life, I couldn’t help but wonder, am I ever going to have a child?

That question brought up not only a hint of my desperation to become a father, but also the jealousy of seeing my friends and their small nucleus family. Because I know the probability of me having a kid to call my own is almost nil. With my current job, where I am constantly away for long period assignments, I would be lacking in the ability to provide quality time in carrying the fatherhood duty. Adoption for a single guy would be a tough road that I’m not going venture in. Not for now anyway. And matrimony is never in equation.

So what I hope is this. Since young Malaysians never heard the word condom, and love to go forth and multiply even though there were consequences, i.e pregnancy, I hope you people read this before you bin that baby. Give it to me! Please! Contact me at (leave a message in the comment box for my email.). I won’t judge you, I’ll pay for the delivery (and your stay to recuperate), and I’ll pay for medication during pregnancy, and I will never report you to the police or anyone.

Hearing news about finding dead babies in garbage or longkang really breaks my heart. He/she deserves a chance of sleeping in a wicker bassinet and be loved by someone. Never be a murderer.

There, I’ve said it.

Babies.