First, about Malaysians, and what I read here. https://www.ismaweb.net/2017/02/kes-rempuh-basikal-adakah-pemandu-wanita-cina-diberi-perlindungan-istimewa/
It seems that whatever happens in Malaysia, it will somehow will be twisted into polemic of us versus them.
Since politics gains advantage by it, authority won't take action yet people will feel emotionally fired by it.
My point is, why create an un-necessary threat in your head?
You fail in life or whatever, that's ok because that's what life is. But building blocks of wall to people or stonewalling, and naming it under disguise of religion, tasawuf or whatsoever, (oh I got to protect my thoughts from this because it somehow disturbs my ibadat), for me, is quite prospetrous.
You spend your full effort with something you like or whatever, that's ok because that's what life is. But complaining and bitching about it, blaming with generalisation, for me, is just insecurity.
There are other people who are better than you at art or writing, didn't get recognition yet felt cool about it because of pure passion.
You fail in life or whatever, that's ok because that's what life is. But
building blocks to your own bloody family, with endless blaming and playing victim, for me, is just pure bollocks.
You spend your full effort subtly trying to win a lovely girl's heart,
that's ok because that's what life is. But feeling that her other friends as a threat, is just insecurity.
Confidence is the key to win your girl, not some shit insecurity in your mind.
My overall point is, why create an un-necessary threat in your head? Are you so paranoid enough that you drive other people, especially to those who care, to become threat in your head?
Anyhow, the best thing to act upon this is just forget and ignore.
It's not worth it.
I think in the previous post I've mentioned about a friend who is now a senior lecturer in UM.
There's also some friends, one who got Ir and is now in Korea, another friend who still in the oil and gas line.
Now now, I'm not bragging, because it's not my success, it's theirs. To brag about it is the same as that nude emperor who being told that he's wearing colorful fabulous clothes.
My idea is that, even though Malaysia is shit, there are people, whom I knew at least, manage to carve their own greatness and to be really good in what they do.
So, don't fill your life with these small shit things, feel big about life, and remember, our life is really too short to feel threatened from others, unless you are being robbed or being pointed by a gun on your face.
To fill your life with threats of minor issues, small minded issues is just despair, oh dear. It's just pure bollocks.
I read Facebook like some sort of religion nowadays I guess. Any how, lots of people, lots of ideas, lots of pictures and graphics, etc., it's a network of people.
One of the thing I read was about adolescence and their coming of age.
Anyhow there were something that I not agree with what I read, but I don't want to go into detail or criticise it because it is un-necessary and quite a waste of time to describe the actual story behind this.
Anyhow,
I'm married...and somehow along the line, I might have kids of my own.
When I saw my Facebook today, I have one question lingering in my head.
What sort of sense of identity or sense of pride will I teach to my children?
As a fake Malay, I think it's hard but it's essential, to let my kid know of his sense of identity, pride and purpose.
I don't want my kid to be like those lost kids who played bicycles at 3.30am just to prove his existence, or those mat rempit that only think of fun but no purpose.
Whether my kid will turn out male or female, I want my kid to somehow learn this.
傲氣傲笑萬重浪 / ngou6 hei3 ngou6 siu3 maan6 cung5 long6 defiantly laughing at ten thousand waves (= trials and tribulations)
熱血熱勝紅日光 jit6 hyut3 jit6 sing1 hung4 jat6 gwong1 with righteous ardour burning hotter than the sun
膽似鐵打 / 骨似精鋼 daam2 ci5 tit3 da1 / gwat1 ci5 zing1 gong1 gall (=courage) forged of iron / bones (=character) of steel
胸襟百千丈 眼光萬里長 hung1 kam1 baak3 cin1 zoeng6 ngaan5 gwong1 maan6 leoi5 coeng4
broad-minded and far-sighted
誓奮發自強 做好漢 sai6 fan5 faat3 zi6 koeng4 zou6 hou2 hon3
I vow to exert myself to strive to be a hero
做個好漢子 每天要自強 zou6 go3 hou2 hon3 zi2 mui5 tin1 jiu1 zi6 koeng4
to be a great hero, one must exert oneself everyday
熱血男子 熱勝紅日光 jit6 hyut3 naam4 zi2 jit6 sing1 hung4 jat6 gwong1
the zeal of a man burns hotter than the sun
＊讓海天為我聚能量 / 去開天闢地 joeng6 hoi2 tin1 wai4 ngo5 zeoi6 nang4 loeng4 heoi3 hoi1 tin1 pik1 dei6
I gather the power of the skies and the seas /
to separate heaven and earth
為我理想去闖 wai4 ngo5 lei5 soeng2 heoi3 cong2
that I might charge towards my ideals
看碧波高壯 hon3 bik1 bo1 gou1 zong3
look at the blue waves high and mighty,
又看碧空廣闊浩氣揚 jau6 hon3 bik1 hung1 gwong2 fut3 hou6 hei3 joeng4
and also at the blue skies broad and wide raising my spirit
既是男兒當自強 gei3 si6 naam4 ji4 dong1 zi6 koeng4
as a man of determination
昂步挺胸大家作棟樑 做好漢 ngong4 bou6 ting5 hung1 daai6 ga1 zok3 dung3 loeng4 zou6 hou2 hon3
striding boldly with one's chest out, everyone should be a great man
(like beams holding up the nation)
用我百點熱 耀出千分光 jung6 ngo5 baak3 dim2 jit6 jiu6 ceot1 cin1 fan1 gwong1
use me to ignite a hundred spirits,
shining with a thousand rays
做個好漢子 / 熱血熱腸熱 / 熱勝紅日光 zou6 go3 hou2 hon3 zi2 jit6 hyut3 jit6 coeng4 jit6 jit6 sing1 hung4 jat6 gwong1
to be a great hero /
one's zeal must burn with ardour /
brighter than the red sun
In the same time, I knew this two people and somehow reading this, inspires me.
Somehow at some point of my life, I knew them and they knew me.
And today I found out that they got their PHD Doctorates and become lecturers (senior lecturers some-more) at UM Mechanical Dept which I was a student quite some time ago.
But then I knew I would just stay quiet and make myself better.
1. Before making statement, no matter how good your point is, learn the situations, intentions and conditions behind it.
I learnt this lesson yesterday.
Before I explain the story behind it, I would like to include something I learnt quite sometime ago and were useful when I worked in the construction line before, which is :- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sworn_testimony
"I solemnly, sincerely and truly declare and affirm that I will tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth."
That covers three types of lies which is:-
1. the outward lie (telling the truth)
2. Omission of facts. (overall truth without omission)
3. Deviation from facts. (sometimes people twist story away, the "twist" itself might be true, but it is told to deviate from the truth)
And so as the story goes, I've chatted with some people online yesterday night.
There were numerous discussion online, one of it was the discussion about the recent RUU355, or so called the Islamic Hudud Law Proposal by the Malaysian Islamic Party (PAS), and their recent gathering at KL last Saturday.
And so a guy, went and share his points. Somehow further along the discussion, I saw some sort of "deviation" at his argument.
The more the discussion goes, the more heated the argument became, that somehow made me suspect something.
As usual, I made my "chill bro, this is not Asian parlimentary debate show" and just chit chat with this guy.
Turns out, he was retrenched from his company few weeks ago, and he's now feeling the pinch of the dire financial straits.
He was not really angry about the Islamic law, he was pissed off with what he saw as social in-justice, and he thought that upholding Moral Law is just shit if the poor still being poor, the rich becoming more richer. Anyhow this pissed off-ness is heightened by his emotion of being retrenched.
Now, since I know this, I didn't try to be smart-ass I was, before I knew his condition/intention. Other people were just putting forth their arguments, some were labelling, some put forth their this and thats.
I knew he was just grieving, and he's actually letting off his frustration by making a point in the Facebook of this and that, when in actual, he was just grieving.
I felt stupid, with my clever comments, and I didn't offer anything to soothe his mind, as I think, silence is better sometimes.
Sometimes I wonder why people say some things in the Net.
For me, Facebook is for people I felt dear with. And so FB is just for me to make jokes, feel happy, sometimes share photos or songs. Sometimes I made opinion-statements but usually I deleted them, with the thought that I don't want those dear people to have heavy thoughts, it's just moments to enjoy with each other.
Then there are people who made page for "likes". There are also people who want to share information, their clever-ness, ideas, photos, military stuff (yeah I like this), Lego photos and videos (I liked this too) and numerous reasons.
And there are million pages and billions of people who had ideas and critics about things that they wrote an essay on their Pagebook page.
My idea is, sometimes, before you start throwing your comments, it's good for you to learn the conditions or the intentions behind it.
Most of the time, your comments are not needed. You either re-inforce other people's or it will just end up in an endless tiring debate.
2. Happiness is an active choice Part 1.
I have a female friend in Facebook that felt offended by a certain
statement, which is originated from Amran Fans troll page, about single
woman availability is seen being more available if their other female
friends got married earlier in great numbers.
And she wrote angrily about it. She wrote that those statement as being offensive.
But
as I read her post, I felt what she wrote as "funny" because that
statement came from a Joke Troll FB page, and it is written in general.
If
something is written in general, and you reacted about it, didn't you
realised that you somehow made that statement to affect your life? And
these young generation full of shit-trolls would somehow bully you more.
I think what most elegant women would do is not only ignore it, but try to be miles apart from that statement.
I remembered of my school days when I got bullied.
There was one asshole who likes to take advantage of me, that one day I punched that fella's face, his nose bleeds, my mom had to pay to his mom a new spectacles.
Then somehow after that, I'm struggling with my study, then when when we saw each other, I was too tired and showed my stupid face.
A stupid face is something interesting to bullies. But as he joked and trolled, I was just too tired to react.
Then somehow the bullying from that fella stops.
Because he lost interest as I showed no interest.
Back to my friend there, eventually I never told her what I thought. If she can be offended from someone that doesn't knew her, what more if words from her known friends.
I'm married, and married guys (should) knew how to stay quiet.
Furthermore, I don't preach nowadays, I felt it is effort-consuming.
Anyhow, the short story of this is, actually rather than being pissed off and grumbling like kids being bullied, you can actually choose :- who your friends and acquaintance and what you read.
Be happy guys. Don't mess your happiness by those stupid shit you found in the Net.
For example, you might notice the blog Malaysia Today is no longer in the list "Websites & Blogs I Follow".
Even though I find RPK writings interesting, my reading frequency of that blog decrease nowadays because I knew, and he himself admitted that he is a paid writer.
No matter how interesting his writing is, it is biased. It is written to create certain perception for the political purpose.
Some of my friends were Facebook friends with Sara, RPK's daughters, but I knew some of my friends no longer "friends" with her.
First, they are Malays, so there's no question about Chinese DAP or those perception shit he's trying to create.
It just that, we are just too tired of the politic news and discussions, when in reality, those words discussed rarely improves our life, and we nowadays find that living in KL is a struggle.
We are tired.
And from my tired-ness, I just made an active choice, to rather read something else in the Net.
3.Happiness is an active choice Part 2.
And another way to be happy is to be careful with what you say.
One of the reason I close down the comment section at this blog years ago.
No one might ever know that one's words, debates, is hurtful.
People have minds of their own, whether about RUU355 or Islam or this or that or whatever. Be cool to disagree.
What I can see in the social media is the same heart-break I saw at the video above. People saying darndest things just to make the best winnable statement with a bus load of Likes.
Does it feel happy and peaceful?
"Stop being such a small minded idiot and think about the words that
coming out from your mouth. Because the world's not like what you think
it is".
4. A Walk in the Forest
This idea is like that of Islamic sufism or tasawuf or whatever.
Did you ever go to the rural areas? Either in Malaysia or US or wherever.
Especially areas near the forest.
I
thought of something, that those folks who lives in the
rural, the desolate ones, most of the time those folks seems to be the quiet type.
Like those natives living in the forest.
If you walked in the forest, you try to be as quiet as possible.
You walked and observe. You want to enjoy the scenery, feel the atmosphere, the eerie-ness, the soothe-ness. etc.
And you try to live your trace as little as possible.
What if we treat our life, as if we are walking into a forest?
What if, this live is just an adventure trolling in the forest?
We
wouldn't be noisy much. We might be calmer, just enjoying the the
moments, the refraction and reflection of a water pool, the wet rainy
smell of grass.
When danger creeps in, as we are afraid
of the animals that might endangered us as they themselves feel
endangered with our presence, we will be more quite especially if we
knew we are there alone.
We scream usually for gettting
help, especially if there are people presence. And when in bloody pain
that we psychologically scream to "let all the pain out".
We are usually noisy due to the knowledge that people might listen to us.
There'll be people listening.
The idea is if you put efforts to win people's heart, it will be an endless journey, because there will always be someone who dislikes you.
Hence, it is best just to treat this life just as a walk in the forest.
You
just observe, and enjoy mother-nature as it is. No need to go noisy. No
need to preach whatever. No drama queens or drama kings.
In city life, social media, there is this need wanting to be known. The need for your existence to be approved by others.
But if you are alone in the forest, you are just glad to be alive. That breath of yours is sufficient proof that you exist.
I
think what I write above is,. No. 1 easier said than done, and No. 2
the writing above doesn't clearly describe what I think, ie. incomplete.
Oh well, whatever, nevermind.
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I told them yes I do, albeit with less frequency.
I think even though I felt that Tukartiub a.k.a Hishamuddin Rais is someone that I mostly disagree, since he seems to look down on Islam, and I really felt he is shit about his opinion of Kajang Move years ago,
But,
this DJKL thing is a good thing to support so here it is.
I am that sort of person, whom, even though I don't like you, but if there's something good about it, then I will spread the words on that goodness.
I learn lots of mathematics stuff from NJ Wildberger from University of South Wales
He needs a quiet room With a lock to keep him in Its just a quiet room And he's there
He plays an old guitar With a coin found by the phone It was his friends guitar That he played Hmm mmm mmm
He's never been in love But he knows just what love is He says never mind And no one speaks He thinks he drinks too much Cause when he tells his two best friends I think I drink too much
No one speaks No one speaks No one speaks Hmm hmm mmm mmm mmm hmm hmm mmm
He plays an old guitar With a coin found by the phone It was his friends guitar That he played When he plays No one speaks No one speaks And he plays No one speaks
Source : Google Image search of the movie Charade (1963)
