Heavy Family Karma
I was born in Pahang and the youngest among seven children. My eldest brother was a gangster, and would sometimes come home with a bleeding head from fights, or hold a knife against our mother to get money for drugs.
Due to this terrifying situation and a speech impediment, I had an inferiority complex. By contrast, my elder sister was a brilliant and independent person. Unfortunately, her life did not turn out well – she married a chronic gambler.
At 15, I moved to Singapore for greener pastures. To me, money was of paramount importance.
There, I met my future husband, Desmond Sim. Before marriage, I asked him to give me his monthly salary and he agreed. I thought that having complete control over his finances will make me happy and secure.
Hidden Secrets Exposed
Later, we returned to Kuala Lumpur, where life was smooth until one day, not long after the birth of our eldest daughter, a loan shark appeared at our door.
I was appalled to learn that my husband has been a chronic gambler since young. He not only owed huge sums to loan sharks, but also maxed out several credit cards. Recalling my gambler ex-brother-in-law, it seemed like history repeating itself.
Exasperated by his lack of remorse, we quarrelled frequently.
To save our marriage and halt his gambling, I used various means, even wielding a knife to threaten him. This vividly resembled the times my brother threatened our mother for money.
My family members advised me to divorce him, but I did not want our young daughter to lose her father. I clinged on to the marriage.
I became pregnant again in 2001. My husband promised to turn over a new leaf for our children. However, he did not quit gambling; he merely gambled less often.
Once when he came home from gambling, I threw a stone at him, as if I had gone mad.
In this environment of non-stop quarrelling, our first son, Edward Sim, was born.
Encountering the Mystic Law
Yearning for Good Fortune
Mrs. Looi often encouraged me to accumulate good fortune by participating in SGM activities.
One day in 2004, while preparing to attend a Kaho Group (Young Mrs) meeting, I saw my husband getting ready to go out to gamble. I became enraged and started a huge quarrel.
I wept all the way while driving to the meeting. I wanted to skip the meeting venue as my face was red and swollen, but decided that I wanted happiness and joy. I mustered the courage to attend the meeting.
I knew I had opened the door to self-improvement.
My husband thought I would still be angry when I returned home. However, I just smiled at him and shared what happened at the meeting.
The changes in me astonished him. He became curious about my faith.
I began to chant daimoku earnestly, praying to change from a selfish person to one who could bring happiness to others, particularly my husband.
After many lengthy chanting sessions, my husband finally agreed to take part in SGM activities with men’s division leaders.
Through participating in SGM activities, Desmond realised that if he did not give up gambling, all his good fortune would vanish and he could end up in dire straits. He then began to chant daimoku and never looked back.
In the last 16 years, he has not gambled once. My depression has disappeared without me realising it as I threw myself into SGM activities and strove for people’s happiness. My speech problem also went away!