Meet Jali (a name given by my bro Syauqi)
As promised, here's the epic story of Jali the ayam.
Jali was a no-chicken when he was a small chick. He was abandoned by his family (the chicken pack). So as an exile from his pack(family) he went to our kitchen's doorstep for food. It was a pity seeing a little chick being all alone, so we took care of it by giving him bits of rice, etc for him.
As times goes on, Jali grew bigger and stronger. Whilst others (chicken) were being slaughtered on Aidilfitri, Aidiladha and other occasions, Jali were still being fed at our doorstep. Yet at that time he is still alone with us feeding bits. He also turn out to be so gentle with us, as you can lift him up and pat his head.
I cared less about Jali because ... who would care about a homeless chicken?.
It's not until I returned home from UIA one day that I found out that he grew so large. In addition to that he is also now like the leader of the whole hens (the lady Chicken). It was common for a Cock/Rooster (adult male chicken ehem2) to lead a couple of the hens as their own, just like what the lion did to the lioness. At the time when Jali was small there would be a few roosters who'd lead their hens. Jali on the other hand is different...
Jali is now like a supreme ruler of the hens at our house. I think he controls almost all of the hens leaving the other roosters alone and lonely (haha). He is really amazing...
What'cha you looking at? (Robert de Niro's style)
It's really amazing to think about how Jali had survive living a no-chicken life and ending up as he is now. Just think about it, how hard you live your life, how suffering it is, to Jali "what doesn't kills you only make you stronger". I know it's weird to think about a chicken's life but if a chicken can do it why can't human? This post also supports my earlier post about"Oppression is Salvation".