Saturday, October 24, 2009

Let the sun catch your cry of joy

I woke up early in my hotel room and felt incredibly happy. Recent events and good news last night really affected my mood. Though it was Saturday I felt the sudden urge to complete some of my assignment and there you go- as the Mirian sunlight showered the room through the glass window, a cup of coffee and the music playlist-I industriously worked and bothered nothing else.

The music from The Beatles amplified the happiness I felt inside- to the extent that it burst everything out of me. I endured the job with tears falling from my eyes and it was a good cry :D

Shit. I felt like dont to want to click the button "publish post" but I clicked anyway.

Monday, October 19, 2009


I was alone in my hotel room in Miri. I dont think it is best for me to sleep as I have had it enough in my flight the whole day.
I think im going to complete the poem I constructed on a piece of paper on my way to Miri.

Tomorrow a day to endure at the client's office

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Always the one

Why you are always the one who make my heart races like a stallion on the queen's course,
Why you are always the one who give me the gaze that weakens my limb-amputates me,
Why you are always the one who drag my feet back to the sea where there is no one to save me,
Why you are always the one who steal the light that beacons the way to your heart,
Why you are always the one who keep me waiting and watch while you freeze the time,

A rush of blood to the head,
Adrenaline pumping in,
You know you've got to be in my shoes,
How hard it is to be in my shoes,
When you are always the one who keep pulling the string

*with a little modification and adding the melody this is going to be another lovers anthem- or for the hopeless romantic hahaha

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Women who cant nag is no fun

Ladies -they are always associated with this. Being the type who excel in linguistic and the vocal prowess they have the ability to pour out everything that cross their minds- sometime without thinking. But anyway being the wiser counterpart at the time of argument, men should be able to understand that hormonal imbalance may cause this. By keeping your lips sealed you are not actually waving the white flag but being a good listener. Some judgmental views maybe thrown out at you but be cool because you know you are in control and please.... never start becoming the aggressor.
After a while things start to cool down and you may want to start the conversation without mentioning the issue that became the subject of argument or tackle the issue in a positive light.

Ladies nag sometime over silly things but i think it shows how sensitive they are towards something important we, men always overlook and brush aside due to our ignorance and also how articulate they are in conveying their message to us. That confirms that they are perfect women!

Anyway if you guys keep being the subject of nagging it may show the level of respect towards you are declining greatly and it is time to start looking for someone else or if you still think that she is worth keeping, become a philosopher like Socrates or sail around the world like Colombus.

Sunday, August 30, 2009


kah kah kah


If you dont cry then you are not a human being
Kalau anda tak nangis anda bukanlah manusia

The sins

The sins. They are synonymous with the existence of human being because we are created with so much weaknesses in order to be perfect. In a cycle of 24 hours there will be the time we will forget and thus we err. We make sins deliberately or unwittingly.

There is no greater amount of merit could we offer for our salvation. God is the most merciful.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

i am a teetotaller..and proud of it!!

read these links

God bless RPK

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Could you give up on politics?

I scribbled what i thought would best to be a punk anthem ( well that maybe an exaggeration hehe)

"An Open Letter to the Politician"

Maybe it is a good news to hear you in the good shape
but please reflect on our situation sir
we are dying in hundreds and many more to come
So could you please send us ammunition?

We see dark clouds beyond us everyday
while you are jollyingg with the enemy in the name of diplomacy
Maybe it is just our fate to "die with honour"
and spills the same red blood like ours

When peace is so foreign could you give your piece of mind?
The cries of our mothers are the sobbing of your mama
Our fight is for the laughter of our children
In the name of humanity could you give up on politics?

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Music transcends self

Do you have some tunes that always remind yourself to a specific place or event or somebody?
I bet you do.

Anyway just wanna share my tunes that never fail to link me to that special place, event or somebody

1. Bob Sinclar- Love Generation

Once in a hotel at the heart of Barcelona, I switched on the TV and the music video was playing.
It quickly become the theme song of our trip across catalonia. The song has its own sense of adventure and exudes richness of Catalonian culture. Buenos Diaz!

2. The Arcade fire- Neighborhood #2 Laika

This song is the most emotional of all. No, i dont mean a tragic relationship breakup. The intense drum beating, the banshee-howling of the vocalists, the melancholy violin background, the dog bells and the ironically stimulating lyrics- roll up into one wicked tune.

"our older brother! - bit by a vampire! - for a year we caught his
tears in a cup! - and now we're gonna make you drink it! come on alex!
don't die or dry up!"

I have lost count how many times I CRIED ( due to inspirational lyrics and music) listening to this song. If I become the prime minister of one country I will quickly propose this one to become national anthem.

3. The Coral- In The Morning

I used to listen to this song everytime I start my day back in my fresher days in Liverpool.
It quickly reminds me to the smell of the student flat ( maybe a detergent used by the cleaner- who knows!). A group of talented scousers created this song and it become a legend in its own league.

4. Mr. Big- Superfantastic

A gloomy day. It was about to rain outside. I was lying on the bed in my 3-shared room in my A-Level days. The weather was not necessarily to suggest my mood but I had radio that keep playing this song- which quickly caught up in my mind.

5. Coldplay-In My Place, Fat Joe feat Ashanti- Whats Luv, Puddle Of Mudd- Blurry

Hitz fm used to air these songs every now and then when I was in high school. It was a really good 'ol time when everything was so naive hihi.

6. Silverchair- the Greatest View

This song always reminds me of my puppy love :) and the long, illegal phone calls :))

7. Paul McCartney- No More Lonely Nights

4B, Elm grove L7 3EH Liverpool. This address, this song. Bed bugs!!!

These are all that I could think of at the moment. Maybe there will be "part 2"

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Plastic money

Sesungguhnya aku tak mempunyai kredit kad kerana kredit kad lah pencetus duka kebanyakan orang.

Ouh agaknya aku perlukan satu untuk book tiket kapal terbang.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Sanity within insanity

Our perspective towards many different aspect of life has been moulded by the giant capitalist companies. Therefore when you try to swim against the current people will view you as an idiot- but what they don't see at the end of the river will be the plunge going down to the raging water that will inevitably bring death to anyone.
Capitalist system makes us stop thinking what is best for us. The mass control is what the father of public relation Edward Bernays did to make us consume almost every propaganda that they want us to believe.
Sure enough freedom of choice and expression has become the cliche of the modern world. However what we are keen to voice is also the result of what this capitalists has formed in our mind at the first place. Take one example regarding what Ed Bernays did to manipulate and trigger the first so-called freedom of choice in the society.
In order to penetrate the women market for cigarette in 1920s Bernays masterminded a movement for women 'rights'. Women were given perception they too can be like their men counterpart. A distinguishing feature belonged to men were challenged by this so called rights group. Women for the first time smoke in public and this has helped cigarette company to boost their sale.
This would be one of many other examples we could find if we are eager to seek for the truth and mind you this fine example was accomplished more than 80 years ago. Within 80 years time frame a lot of deceits and damages would have been accomplished.
So the question now is what would be the basis of thought for an absolute freedom of choice and expression- free from the influence of materialism, capitalism and any other corrupt practices in the world?
Turn off the TV and the radio. Stop buying entertainment/infotainment magazines of any sorts. Reflect on the world, the current banking system, the politics and the most important element- The purpose of our existence in the world.
And then think. The process will not be short. It will take years and perhaps a lifetime to know ourselves. Don't simply believe of what the mainstream media told us. Most of the time the reverse might be correct.
At the end of the day, no matter whether we are a muslim, Christian, Jew, Buddhist or atheist will find the truest source of life and ready to answer the very question ourselves- Am I part of the bluff? And we are capable enough to answer the question, make our choice and ready to swim against the torrent.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

sunday morning

you wake up early in the morning, open the fridge and grab a bottle of milk for a quick gargle and let it goes down through your throat.

A perfect Sunday morning......

Saturday, March 28, 2009

video lama III

Mama was calling a cab for my departure to Cairo airport that evening and Anne was busy surfing.
Just after that she tried the galabiyya that we bought yesterday at Khan El Khalily. She bought specially for my mom. I have told her that her size will fit my mom so she tried it to check whether the size is ok. Just in case it doesnt fit we may change for another suitable size.

This will be the last video in egypt. That evening before my departure we went to a farewell party organized by Katja and Yvonne because they will move from Cairo.
Everything went perfect. Mama was happy introducing her son to the hostesses (as she was cheerily pointing me as 'part german,part chinese'). It was nice to be immersed in a total german atmosphere where everybody speaks German- though I could not join them in their native language I really enjoy listening to them. My german was not good so I have to speak english with Katja and the other guests. Sometime mama will translate everything for me.
Katja was a very determined lady and she had been in Liverpool for Erasmus program.
I also spoke to 2 lads where they spoke about their adventures going back to Germany from Cairo just by using land route!!
Katja owned a guitar and mama just happened to notice it and asked me to play along. It was an impromptu performance. I delivered 2 of my staples Beatles songs - I Will and Blackbird. I was lucky because i remembered all the lyrics and no noticeable f.ed up. Pheww..
It was a really great evening and great pasta they had. The only downside was the battery of my camera :(
We had to leave before the party was over because I need to catch my flight.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

I just dont know why....

I dont know why everyone keep smiling at me today. I used to smile at strangers but today is amazingly different. Not a single person passed me by would just pass and move on without smiling. So maybe i forgot to unzip my fly..opps but i looked down and it was neatly zipped. No holes.
So what going on?

Maybe i need to leave the prejudice behind. It is going to be my lucky always ;)

Saturday, March 21, 2009

video2 lama I

hari ni aku nak tulis dalam BM sempena merayakan kekalahan Man Utd ke atas Fulham dan selepas dibelasah separa mayat oleh liverpool sebelumnya. heheh

heheh..malam ni aku nak upload video yg masih trperosok lagi dalam laptop aku ni dan x pernah disiarkan dimana mana.

Video ni diamik masa aku tgh sorang kt rumah mama angkat aku kt Kairo tahun lepas. Mama Steffi n Anne terlupa nak kasi aku kunci sebelum pegi skolah n terlock aku kt dalam rumah. Macam mana diorg bleh x sedar aku trtido lagi masa tu.
Aku bgn around kol 9-10 ( tp aku rse aku sembhyg subuh time tu..pstu tido blk hehe)
Siap2 mandi nk kuar jln2 bleh trkunci plk pintu.
Pergh mmg kna tunggu sampai pkol 2 bru diorg balik..

bosan teramat..nasib baik ada laptop. Bleh meluncur luncur.

Lapar teramat...nasib baik ada roti dgn cheese semalam kt dalam fridge. Belasah je la.

tunggu punya tunggu punya tunggu aku dh bosan dan amik video suasana kt luar rumah walaupun sebenarnya aku tade tujuan spesifik..( cuba dengarkan nada2 x keruan yang keluar dari mulut aku semasa mengambil video tersebut)
Wlaubgaimanapun ni bukanlah keadaan Kairo secara keseluruhannya..sebab kairo teramatlah besar..ada certain kawasan macam baru lepas kna bom dgn pesawat pejuang dan ada certain tempat yng memang cool dan lawa.

Tapi...ada hikmah disebalik kejadian terkunci ni....nantikan dalam episod seterusnya...

Friday, March 20, 2009

Cry if you could- upon watching this movie

I think to write a review for this film is a difficult task. Prior to post this I tried to sink deep into Apassionata and Die Sonate Vom Guten Menschen (and tried harder to cry- in which i failed to do so). I did some research on the director/writer and the casts so that I could have some idea on what to write- yet the more i made my research, the more points arose to kick me out as 'critic' for this grandeur piece of work.
This film certainly do not deserve a review from an amateur like me. So I will just write the backbone idea of this film where everything is spawned.

Maxim Gorky's anecdote about Lenin listening to Beethoven's Apassionata. Gorky wrote:

I know of nothing better than the Appassionata and could listen to it every day. What astonishing, superhuman music! It always makes me proud, perhaps naively so, to think that people can work such miracles!" Wrinkling up his eyes, Lenin smiled rather sadly, adding: "But I can't listen to music very often. It affects my nerves. I want to say sweet, silly things and pat the heads of people who, living in a filthy hell, can create such beauty. One can't pat anyone on the head nowadays, they might bite your hand off. They ought to be beaten on the head, beaten mercilessly, although ideally we are against doing any violence to people. Hm—– what a hellishly difficult job![7]