Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Civilization

I have been absent in Malaysia for the past whole week, which i can perhaps say, too long a period for a trip to India.

India, the land of spices they say.


A week there gave me experience that projects my understanding of the nature, environment, and of course, their culture. Too much to write, but i am not constrained by the limitation of space, it is just laziness that limits me.

What i reckon most of India is, maybe, their regards to the study of science and technology. And most of them understand and speak English quite well too, which i can say, are better than Malaysians as a whole. The Brits had done them quite a favor i guess.

Foreigners are not advised to rent a car should they want to travel there. Indians are damn good drivers, scared me a lot when they drove me around the town. Taxi is a good choice, and touts too, but not their public buses. Never ever.

Bangalore

Their environment and its cleanliness was quite a concern. The pavements smelled of urine, and its a fact. I had to watch my steps carefully as to avoid dog poo, or worse, human peeing site. Likewise, public toilets? Forget about it.

But the Indians were nice, approachable people. Really great people to converse with. Their friendliness may surprise you, as to some, i repeat, some, Indians in Malaysia are quite cold-harded and stuck up. This is not racism, its a fact.

All in all, the trip to India was a great one. Not much problems we encountered along the way. And my father had fun with his 'tut tut' ride, so i guess that's great. Laugh out loud.

(Sorry for any statements that you may find a bit racist in this article. It was intended to no one, and every race has its flaws. So do mine.)

Friday, June 10, 2011

Appresiasi

Wujudnya usaha maka bergeraknya suatu daya. Daya membawa badan kita ke depan. Bukan arah lain, hanya depan.

Ini lah dia. Satu tribut halus saya tujukan kepada komrad saya, dalam usaha beliau mengukir nama dalam bidang pujaan hati. Tabik spring sama lu mal.


Akmal Hakim

Cubalah dengar siapa yang sudi,
Kalau dengar pun apa yang rugi,
Tiada duit diminta diberi,
Hanya pinta hati klik lah di sini.

Cubalah dengar. Cuba.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Words

What are words? What are words when you can't speak or write them? What are words when your only medium of communication is your body language?

What are words when you can only speak, or scream, or whisper in your heart, not having the chance to say them out loud to the person around you?

Because they say, it is better to shut your mouth like a fool, than to speak and be thought of as a fool..

Monday, March 21, 2011

Transition

As often as before, i've always based my inspirations entirely on movies, songs, graphical and theatrical sources. Just recently I've watched the remake of Peter Pan, a famous old folks fable of a young boy who chose not to grow up and ran away to Neverland.

Neverland in illustration

Still remember those days when you used to cry over toys you can't have? Those days when you thought superman can really fly? And you used to think fairy tales do exist? I bet you don't. And you don't even wanna remember if you do. Hahah. Those days were the best.

Most of us are perceived by the thought that when we grow up, we can do and have all the things we ever dreamt of since kids. But as we grow up, some of us will wish there's a time machine that can rewind us back to those times.

A person's transition from a child to an adult, are accompanied by lots of ups and downs, to the point that they started to tell themselves,

"Being an adult is just too good to be true"

When we become teenagers, hormones explode and we began to have this weird feelings. A boy started to like a girl in his class, meanwhile girls will start to get all gossipy about who's the hottest boy in school. Its all hormone.

Then comes the adulthood, and at this stage that they start to learn the idea of responsibility. An idea that most of them are not bothered when they're still kids. And trying to be a responsible man in everything i do? That's what bothers me now.

I really miss my baby days, those days when girls, work and life don't bother me at all

Monday, February 21, 2011

Stereotype



When people don't appreciate arts, it was never an issue. The issue is why when certain arts are regularly loved, people will make a big deal out of it?

-A brilliant touch by Thom Yorke-

Monday, February 7, 2011

Fragile

I am currently studying in Sunway University. Taking this course that i have only heard of the first time after i've finished my PLKN training in March. Association Of Certified Chartered Accountant, or better known as ACCA.



This course, as how this four-letter acronym stands for, reflects a very tough nature of accounting background for students. Being persevere is the only key nature for students to ever 'tame' this subject.

The exams emphasize on our ability at student level to apply accounting methods on real life situation, testing our ability to transform theoretical input into applicable output. And this is the main loophole where most of the students will normally fail at.

My tax lecturer once humorously joked before class,
"ACCA stands for, Again Come, Come Again."

As a typical Malay, of course i can't see the fabric of humor in such joke, but the phrase makes sense. Survivability is slightly, or sometimes, mainly tested when you've signed up for the 'ACCA journey'. Okay, that sounds lame.


Hearing from my seniors when we usually go for a teh tarik break, i've mentally surveyed their experience, knowing most of their friends had succumbed to the 'unfriendliness' of this course, and also knowing that very few had managed to continue till the part 3 of the course.

The sound of that gives me a creep, but nevertheless, i will have to face it somehow. Susah dahulu, senang kemudian. It may take 3 - 5 years of hardship, but the ACCA title promises you good position in good firms later on.

"Job availability is not an issue, but job security should be a major worry."
- Anonymous

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Human

Right now, we are seeing upheavals in Egypt. Mubarak's governance is clearly no longer in his people's acceptance. What i care more is not about him, but what will be of Egypt after him.


Dalam blog Dr. M, dia ada mention something about bagaimana pergolakan seumpama ini mampu berulang jika revolusi yang berlaku hanya sekadar 'menjatuhkan' dan bukan 'membangunkan'.

"Should these revolutions succeed there would be new Governments. But it is worthwhile to remember that change is not always for the better. It is incumbent upon those bent on effecting change to have some idea about the kind of Governments they want. Otherwise they may get the same kind of Governments that they try so hard to be rid off. This is because most leaders upon achieving power would change and would forget the struggles and sacrifices which enabled them to be in power. Power corrupts as we all know." - Chedet

He made a perfect, sensible point. Every revolution leads to another. Every rise has a fall and likewise. All of this if a new government replacing the previous ones are no better than to put their own interest as their priority.

Well, i dare not say more about such issues like this, in fear of the perception of misleading opinions and inappropriate judgements which in any rights, none of us should make. Let's hope for the best to our Muslim brothers in Egypt.

SPM students would recognize this phrase if they read through their Sejarah textbook thoroughly,

"The one who does not remember history is bound to live through it again"
- George Santayana