The Last Ten

Happy enjoying & hunting during the last ten nights of Ramadhan!

Though some idiots is cursing a not-yet-Muslim for giving a speech in a surau...

P/S: Ngko sendiri x gi surau, nak marah org belum Muslim gi surau lak! Muka kat punggung?

Inception

Still in transition between staying awake & sleepy mode after touchdown upon returning from Perth, WA last Sunday - haven't got enough sleep yet...

A perfect time to preview this film:

Written & directed by Christopher Nolan, who's climbing the steps of acclaimed filmmaker.

In short: This movie is about "exploring the idea of people sharing a dream space - entering a dream space and sharing a dream. That gives you the ability to access somebody’s unconscious mind. What would that be used and abused for?"

When I was in Perth, saw a lot of ads for this movie. Not surprising, since Nolan's last film (The Dark Knight) was overwhelmingly successful & starred by a Perth originated actor - Heath Ledger ofcoz.

For years, Nolan made-from-heart-films have never failed to impress most critics & moviegoers and so far these are the reviews for Inception:

1. Film School Rejects (A+)
2. CHUD (10/10)
3. JoBlo (10/10)
4. Empire (5/5)
5. Indie Wire (5/5)

What else to say... Damn Chris Nolan, make us impatience for his next Batman!

Mari Menderma

Today marked the first time I donated my blood.

Yes, honestly I had a lot of excuses before (as most of everyone):

I'm afraid of blood & needle.
I faint easily.
It hurts.
Let everybody else do it.
I'll pass. Perhaps later.
Next time also can...

You know what? It's all bull-f**king-shit!

After my first experience today, I found out that blood donation feels good. In fact, it was too good that I think I'm already addicted to it (not to the extend of erotic pleasure of course...).

Hey, those blood are not ours. They're rewarded by God. Why so selfish?

Imagine 1 day your loved ones involved in an accident & there's no blood for them to replace their blood loss...

*Baru derma darah sekali cakap banyak pulak! Macam bagus sangat. Pegi daaa...

Teacher's Day (Belated)

Mulai bulan ini untuk kasi lebih 'masyukkk' (tak pun bila tuan punya blog ni malas nak mengarang dalam English...) sesetengah entry akan dipost dalam Bahasa Melayu/Malaysia.

Semalam aku lunch dekat 1 food court x jauh dr opis. Masa tengah makan tu 'telinga keli' aku terdengar perbualan (@ perbebelan?) 1 grup yg lunch kat sebelah aku.

Girl: Lecturer to bengong sket... bla bla bla

Guy: bla bla bla... itu namanya lecturer pemalas!

Girl: Patutnya ...bla bla bla... tp dia ngajar ...bla bla blahhh....

Huh, berdesing telinga aku mendengarnya! Selamba badak je kutuk lecturer dia.

Bukan ke lecturer = pensyarah = guru? Kalu camni maner ler nak ada berkat blajo?

Bahkan dalam al-Quran digambarkan mcm mana adab sorg anak murid kpd gurunya:

Ertinya : Berkata Khidr (selaku guru), jika kamu ingin ikutiku maka jangan kamu bertanya apa-apa sehinggalah aku menceritakannya kepadamu " (Al-Kahfi, 70)

Ditambah lak oleh Imam al-Ghazali:

Apapun yang diterangkan oleh guru semasa pengajian maka hendaklah (penuntut) mengikutinya dan meninggalkan pandangan peribadinya, kerana kesilapan sang guru lebih bermanfaat dari apa yang mungkin benarnya apa yang datang dari dirinya (penuntut)"
( Ihya 'Ulumiddin, 1/50)

Walaupun aku pun kdg2 x brp setuju @ boring dgn corak pengajaran sesetengah lecturer/guru tp xder la sampai nak ckp secara langsung yg dia 'bengong'...

Moral: Hormatilah sapa2 yg penah menurunkan ilmu kpd anda!

Selamat Hari Guru buat semua warga pendidik!

Weapons found on Mavi Marmara Flotilla Ship

No need to further introduce on the Israel Naval Force raid on the Mavi Marmara Ship which also carried 12 Malaysians last Monday.

These are the pictures of the 'weapons' found on the ship released by Israel Defense Force Spokesperson site:

No f**king shit!

Most of them are kitchen knives! And even a knife sharpener?

And even compact discs??? OK, One of the activists must be this guy who can kill people with his CD Blades:

Oh wait, where are the peelers & bottle openers? Those are also fatal weapons...

P/S: Notice the green banner is laid backward, either I'm too sensitive or they intended to do it.

Rosli Dhoby & Sibu

'Panggilan Mu yang Suchi'

Wahai Pemuda harapan bangsa,
Segeralah bangun membuat-kan jasa,
Kebangunan mu menyedar kan Melayu bangsa,
Ka-haluan kemajuan Aman Sentosa,
Wahai pemuda ber-chita suchi,
Kenal-kan Sarawak Negara kita yang Asli,
Meskipun bagai-mana anchaman akan terjadi,
Hendak lah sa-hidup sa-mati,
Mengibar-kan bendera menggambar kan hati,
Menunjok-kan rupa bangsa dan Negri,
Mengenal-kan hak di-tanahayer sendiri,
Wahai pemuda yang ber-semangat kan gelisah,
Insap-lah pada perjuangan bangsa,
Lambat bangat di-takdzir Allah,
Bangsa dan tanahayer tetap Merdeka.

Oleh : Lidros (Rosli Dhoby) Utusan Sarawak 28 Februari 1949

Who is Rosli Dhoby?

No, he's not the pioneer entrepreneur of laundry shops (aka Kedai Dobi). Neither photo above is the 'jambu boy' who alleged he has been sodomized by a prominent politician.

In fact, Rosli Dhoby (1932-March 2, 1950) was a Malay Melanau Sarawakian nationalist from Sibu, Sarawak, Malaysia during the British crown colony era in that state.

He was a member leader of the Rukun 13 organization, a secret cell organization which carried out assassinations of British colonial officers in Sarawak - Damn, that's cool!

Rosli Dhobi was the one responsible for the assassination of Sir Duncan George Stewart, the 2nd governor of colonial Sarawak in 1949 using a poisoned dagger (badik) - He was a teacher & just turned 17 years old at that time!

The price paid for his fight for the freedom of his beloved country? Rosli Dhoby was hanged to death at Kuching Central Prison on 2nd March 1950 & his body was buried in an unmarked grave.

Only after Sarawak gained independence & joined Malaysia in 1963 a tombstone was put on his grave.

In 1996, his remains (& 3 other heroes) were re-interred in Sarawak's Heroes Mausoleum near Sibu Town Mosque, his hometown & were given State Funeral - However, according to some accounts, Rosli's remains were mysteriously nowhere to be found.

His former tombstone in Kuching is now on display at Sarawak Islamic Museum.

Today, don't you think we are still ruled by the next-gen of British dogs?... It's now up to the Sibu people to decide & live up the fight of Rosli Dhoby this weekend.

"Satu Undi bagi DAP merupakan satu undi bagi sebuah negara Islam"

Malaysian political intelligent is now officially retarded!

The picture above is "Mee Kampua".

"Kampua merupakan hidangan popular Foochow yang mengandungi bahan babi. Memandangkan majoriti di sini adalah Foochow, kami berharap dengan berbuat demikian, ia boleh menghantar isyarat jelas kepada pengundi mengenai isu negara Islam," kata Ngieng - Daniel Ngieng is the SUPP's Lead publicist for Sibu by-election.

Is this kind of creature who's going to be our leader?

Happy Mothers Day

Happy Mothers Day, Ma!

This year, I can only present you this: "The heart of The Holy Quran"

Kerajaan timbang beri lesen judi Piala Dunia

I am not an ustaz to comment on this issue, but I think every Muslims got the idea.

What makes me want to laugh my ass out loud is the last paragraph:

"Oleh itu sebagai sebuah kerajaan yang prihatin terhadap rakyatnya, kerajaan akan memberi pertimbangan sewajarnya dan sebarang langkah perlu dilakukan secara berkesan bagi menangani masalah bookie tanpa lesen termasuk membenarkan pertaruhan bookie bola sepak dilaksanakan melalui perlesenan sah," katanya (Awang Adek).

WTF? Prihatin?

Warghh kahh kahhh kahhh kiokkk!!!

After this, a rapist would say as he is 'prihatin' he will rape his victim in a most delicate & smooth manner....

Very poor choice of words... (read a la The Joker in The Dark Knight)

Motorcycle Riding Rules: Malaysian Styles

These are the rules:

1) Ride as fast as possible in between cars.

2) No matter what condition: you are always right, car drivers never.

3) Sound your horn & scold car drivers who want to change lane, even if they have switched on their turn signals from 1 mile away.

4) Before turning & changing lane, never switch on your turn signals, they are only for decorations.

5) Other road users must take good care of you because you are more prone to accidents & fatality.

6) Traffic lights are for 4-wheeled vehicles & more only.

7) Wear light clothing - e.g. short pants, sandals. We Malaysians are proud with "Ilmu Kebal" (Invincibility).

8) Spread your legs apart - as "air brake" during emergencies.

9) Pakai baju terbalik - for aerodynamics.

When you have passed all the above rules, you may be rewarded with this ride for extra "cilok":

Drama Epik Fantasi Arjuna di TV3

I first saw the advertisement for this so-called 'fantasy-epic drama' near KLCC LRT station.

I think the first image in everybody's mind is this:

Aiya... when will Malaysian filmmakers will come out with something original for fantasy & martial arts settings movies & tv dramas...

I have no doubt the action scenes will include silat terbang... hehe

p/s: Notice the Malay warriors' (Pendekar) trademark: long fake hair

40 days & nights

Ma,
It's been more than 40 days.
In fact, you went on Thursday, exactly 6 weeks ago.
Our prayers are that while we have lost you for 40 days,
You on the other side, is happily 'harvesting'...
i.e. harvesting all your good deeds that you have 'seeded' for the last 63 years,
And enjoying in one of the gardens of Eden for the past 40 days & nights

And will continue so for all eternity...
Ameen.

Pasar Mini Ass

In Pasir Tumboh, not far from Kota Bharu there's a mini market:

I'm speechless for a few seconds before laughing out my a** like hell...

Not enough with that, there's post erected next to it:

Mind you, they're not just selling Chocolate Malt Drink:

This mini market also sells Chocolate Asscream!

A mama & her paru goreng

Yesterday I had an online chat with a friend & 1 of the subjects covered is concerning our lunch break.

She mentioned that she had a plate of nasi campur + wonderful 'lauk's, 1 of them being 'paru goreng' (fried lungs). Without I'm asking, she mentioned that she also bought some (paru goreng) for her son at home...


Ai-ya-ya...

A mother truly will never forget about her kid(s) whenever she eat something special.

I wonder when was the last time I thought about my mother when I had special meals...

Aduhai Adik-adik Jururawat Wad 7 Utara, HUSM

Last Chinese New Year when my late mother (May Allah bless her soul) was hospitalized for the 2nd time, I tried to talk to the nurses at the ward's desk (7 Utara to be specific) applying for the Pass to accompany my mother.

One of the nurse replied since 7 Utara is for female patients only female companion could apply for the Pass.

I persuaded her for some exception since I don't have any female siblings in my family.

The nurse responded that it's the Hospital rule & she didn't want to be questioned by the Staff Nurse in charge of the ward for breaking the rule.

OK, I respected her discipline while cursing her in my heart.

Later on, I witnessed the nurses are surfing Facebook using the ward's PC.

My immediate respond was: F**k off with their disciplines & rules...

Compared to
a) Breaking a rule for a son whose accompanying her sick mother,
or
b) Breaking rule by surfing social website using official cum public hospital's cum government's cum duit rakyat's PC,

Which 1 is more severe crime & sin?

Oh sh*t, I'm typing this entry using my office's PC... Oopppss.. Wakaka!

Aside from that: My highest appreciation to doctors, nurses & staff of HUSM.

12.11.1946 - 18.03.2010 (Part 3)

Ma, how are you in the next life?

Ma, how does it feel over there? How are you doing?

Ma, your body is lying alone in your tomb. Are you feeling lonely as much as we do?

Ma, I'm confident that you're doing just fine.

Ma, I'm having faith & pray that

1. your good deeds when you're alive
   
2. your sacrifices giving birth to us & raised us
3. your sacrifices helping Abah feeds us
4. your generosity towards the orphans
5. your generosity towards people less fortunate than us
6. your gesture to honor all guests
   
7. your sacrifices in taking care of grandma
8. your teaching for half of your age

will be rewarded accordingly by Allah & will accompany, widen & light up your tomb.

Furthermore, we will never stop providing you with our prayers so that your tomb is one of the gardens of Eden... Ameen.

Ma, did I tell you that when we were lowering your body down to your tomb - we were blessed with beautiful sprinkle from heaven?

12.11.1946 - 18.03.2010 (Part 2)

Ma, today is the 3rd day.

Ma, the 1st night was the hardest. I could barely slept.

Ma, I knew this moment would come. I just didn't expect it was so soon.

Ma, no matter how much we love you, God loves you more. At least I'm relieved with that.

Ma, we're still grieving on your departure. Not that we can't accept it but only because we're missing you so much.

Ma, I think I understand why Abah refused my offer to accompany him sleeping - 'coz sometimes we need to cry our heart out thus need a moment alone.

Ma, Allah is truly The Greatest. Out of 63 years of your life He only took 3 months of your health. And out of the 3 months, He only took you less than 1 month from home due to hospitalization. And He only took 1 week of your strength.

And finally Ma, He took your life away in a very calm & peaceful second. Though I'm a bit regret that I wasn't there, at least I'm relieved to hear that from Abah. And everything follows run unbelievably smooth...

12.11.1946 - 18.03.2010

My mum is bedridden...

My mum is currently bedridden.

It was the most painful sight of my life.

In my darkest moment, I'm taunted by the question of "WHY?"

Why did this happened? Why my mum? Why? Why? Why?...

And what a grateful memory when I remember my mum used to teach me the story of Prophet Ayyub (aka Job, peace be upon him) who was bedridden due to his illness.

Whose wealth, health & children were stripped of in split second.

Who held fast to his faith, neither shed a tear nor heaved a sigh.

Who remarked that all possessions and families' health were the gifts from Allah. If He had taken His things, it was useless to lament over their loss.

Whose example illustrates: Those who remain patient under the stress - of all circumstances, are never deprived of high rewards.

"And surely we try you with something of fear and hunger, and loss of wealth and crops, but give glad-tidings to the steadfast, who when a misfortune befalls them, say lo! we are Allah's (possession of Allah) and to Him shall we surely return. · Such are they on whom are blessings from their Lord, and mercy. Such are the rightly-guided." (2: 155-157)

Bitter Reality

No need to hide that this year I'll reach 30 years of age.

It's not my age that I'm concern about (neither that at 30 I'm still unmarried...).

It's just that I realized that my parents is now in their 60's.

It's a normal human lifespan cycle.

We are just mere mortals.

We grow.

We age.

Our health deteriorate.

Inevitably, our time on this world will come to an end.

And the people we love will no longer around us.

I wish at least that will not happen in this hard times.

Dear God, please give my family some more times together...

'Untimely' Death

Received 2 consecutive news of my old friends' death last weekend (total different situations).

Haven't in contact with both of them for quite number of years, but the news of their untimely deaths were quite shocking - both of them are in early 30's.

'Untimely '... Is it a correct word? Muslims believe that death is a must for everyone & it could happened anytime & was preordained by God.

Perhaps my time is a few seconds, or a few days, or years after this. Could be a hundred years later...

Anyway, it is not a time to mourn their departures.

I believe it's time to mourn on what has been spent on past years & the unknown futures of our (or rather MY) life...

Happy Chinese New Year of the Tiger 2010

Actually Happy Belated Chinese New Year but since traditionally CNY is celebrated until 15th day, technically it's not wrong right?

So I wish everyone "GONG XI FA CHAI."

According to Chinese calendar/zodiac 2010 is the year of the Metal Tiger.

Damn, I always thought last year was the year...

Aircraft Cabin Lights Off

Another flying session last weekend.

After years of traveling by air, only recently I started to wonder why the cabin lights are off during take off/landing.

Of course just Google it & you'll get the answer in an instance. But how many of us really have the luxury & time to do that.

Here are some of the plausible answers:
(Bear in mind that take off & landing are stages of flight when aircraft are most prone to accidents & emergencies).

A) To preserve electrical power to run the important stuff.

B) The light may affect the cockpit, and the pilot may get a glare in the screen, thinking it is another airplane.

C) Dimming the cabin will adjust passenger's eyes to the amount of light outside, so it won't take time for the passenger's eyes to adjust in the event of an emergency.

D) So you can't see your life flashing before your eyes. Hehe... Shit.

Which one it's gonna be?

Now Every Idiots Can Fly...

No latest entry for quite some times, due to my beloved mom was hospitalized. So I had to travel back & forth SZB/KUL-KBR-KUL/SZB to visit her.

Since this few weeks I fly quite a lot, this entry is dedicated to the Malaysian way of air travel:

1. When the stewardess/ground staff called for disabled/elderly/traveling-with-small-children passengers to board, almost everybody would rush in. Yes, because we are all disabled - mentally of course...

2. Mobile phone usage is only allowed inside the Terminal Building. Checked.... and f**k off. So what? I pay for my phone bills using my own money! Interference with aircraft navigation system & possible cause of fire? Shove 'em up you a**!

3. For your safety, please follow the designated walkway to the plane. Checked... and also f**k off. I'm in a hurry, otherwise I won't get my seat or worse, the plane would take off without me!

4. Malaysian definition of hand luggage = as long as I can carry/drag it with my hands. When will you learn that size doesn't bloody matter?

5. The window seats are first come first serve basis, not even if your boarding pass has your name on it.

6. When the aircraft has landed, let us all 'give standing ovation' while waiting for the craft hatch to be opened. This is also to exercise our legs after sitting for a while.

7. Let's rush to get out, otherwise our luggage will go home on their own & we have to pay for their taxi/bus/ERL as well.

8. Repeat no. 2 & 3.

9. Of course, the classic habits - take home all items provided during flight (plates, cups, pillows, blankets, etc...). Which is why nowadays the airlines provide disposable plates, cups & rarely provide pillows & blankets. But i heard that every people all around the world did this, not just Malaysians.

Maybe I will set up a new airline company with a tag line:

"Now every idiots can fly!"

BTW: The lady 2nd from left is simply the most gorgeous stewardess I've ever seen. Hehe... Which makes me wonder, is she a stewardess for real or just model for hire?

Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock...

This new year of 2010, I've really been into something to occupy my time as an unmarried guy... [sigh]

Compared to previous years (especially in Perak) when I was 'bored to death' due to no interesting activities to be done during my free times, this year I really missed a bit longer time for me to close my eyes and rest my body & mind.

This is my new year's daily life in the hectic KL life:

Monday - Friday:
Working from 8.15 am - 5.30 pm
Approximately 1.5 hours commuting; combination of to & from my office.

Saturday:
3 Lectures/classes for my M.Eng studies: 8.00 am - 6.00 pm

Sunday:
Again, another 2 lectures/classes: 8.00 am - 3.00 pm

Monday & Tuesday:
9.00 pm - 11.00 pm, time to shape up my body for mortal combat. Yes. Don't play-play...

I only have 3 nights during weekdays for my life. 2 nights during weekend usually can't be counted since usually I went to bed early.

Shit.

Though I have to admit it's quite fun & still ain't nothin' yet...