On karma, luck and sweat and blood

'My Name is Earl' is one of my favourite tv shows, it is quite funny I must say. I really like the whole concept behind it, the whole bad karma thing. I think its quite an original idea at least for the first season, before it started to get dare I say it old?

I am quite a believer in this karma thing myself. Not in such a way that people would start screaming syirik or khurafat like madmen, I believe. I just believe that you do good things and God, whichever that you worship, would make good things happen to you, just the same way with the whole karma concept.

Another topic related to karma is how 'lucky' a person is. For me, as cliched as it sounds, no one is born lucky to an extent ( if u are born a royalty you are definitely lucky I guess, unless, retarded or with other complications. If u are born Bradd Pitt but very low IQ, it is kind of lucky but unlucky so it cancels each other?). Luck is earned, and for me there are ways to get lucky: work hard and do good deeds.

If you see a guy getting a damn good new job, job scope matching all criteria that you would define a dream job has, at a world class MNC, and he was your slob colleague, 100% you will think that guy got it just by sheer luck. But then again, he had worked hard to make this happen, and that includes spamming countless companies with resumes and cover letters, or pretend to have thick face and make countless annoying phone calls to HR personnels all over the country to follow up on all his job applications.

Not forgetting doing so much research before interviews to gain as much knowledge and skill that he never had in the shortest time possible, in a manipulative attempt to oversell himself to prospective employers as one with all the required skills and experience for the dream job. Yes he was hired, but on the job, as work started piling in, things would start to get tricky as the defficiencies were exposed and he would feel helpless. And as the confirmation deadline was approaching, things would turn scary. This is when karma comes back to haunt him.

One thing in the news that caught my attention was one about a man who lost an envelope of money earned from tireless hours working at a restaurant in UK, bunch of money termed his sweat and blood. Ironically he lost it upon arriving at KLIA, when he flung his jacket over his shoulder and accidentally the envelope was dropped. In a magical turn of events, a couple found the envelope and manage to return the money to its rightful owner. Such stories give us so much hope at these times when KLites seem to be the most opportunistic, immoral people on earth.

However what I want to know is why the man with his sweat n blood in hand would be so careless to put the envelope in his jacket, and furthermore flung the jacket over his shoulder? Didn't he carry a briefcase or sling bag in which he can keep the money securely? If for some reason u have your sweat and blood in your jacket's open pocket, at least don't flung it as if nothing would come flying out of it.