Friday, 22 September 2017

sweet feeling today / 22-24 sept 2018 holiday


Today is a bliss silent event, thank god.

I'm online, while listening to Alvvays 2014 self titled album, while watching FB, the cynical funny exchanges between Thukul Cetak and Neon Berapi, and watching Umaru-chan and Kill Me Baby in Youtube (reading the subtitle while listening to Alvvays song being played).

They were friends, and despite the differences, and the threat of going to court, I guess they are and always be friends that poked upon each other.

Just like the kids in this noisy CC playing games with each other.

I met my mom and my bro the day before, everything and everyone and every story was right and fine.

It looked like it's going to rain, but up to 5 pm, the rain yet to come. The sky is bright with murky colors of heavy clouds filled with water drops that looks like it's going to drop soon.

And yet everything is still windy and dry outside.

Some of my relatives were quite angry due to the change of date of the Awal Muharram.

At first, I shared on my FB about how the date took change, from the Mufti POV, but then i guess it's a mistake when I saw my relatives sarcastic replies.

It was a mistake because I realised it's just silly to get angry since everybody, including those angry relatives,  are actually enjoying the Friday holiday (since the next day is Saturday, so most will just take leave from Friday up to Sunday).

So why bother? Just forget the small things, and stay in this lovely idleness under the bright murky Friday evening sky.

Wish you guys all the peace and the warm happiness.



How do I get close to you?
Even if you don't notice
As I admire you on the subway

When it's dark outside your house
You won't let anybody out
And keep a padlock on your door

One more cocktail
And I'm on your trail

If I should fall
Act as though it never happened
I will retreat
And sit inside so very quietly

How do I grow old with you
Even if you don't notice
As I pass by you on the sidewalk

When it's dark outside your house
You won't let anybody out
You're keeping a dead girl in the closet

One more cocktail
Is it a good time
Or is it highly inappropriate?

If I should fall
Act as though it never happened
I will retreat
And then go back to university

If I should fall
Act as though it never happened
I will retreat
And sit inside so very quietly

Why won't we stop?
Why won't we stop?
Why won't we stop?

If I should fall
Act as though it never happened
I will retreat
And sit inside so very quietly

If I should fall
Act as though it never happened
I will retreat
And then go back to university


Tuesday, 19 September 2017

nonchalant in a boat on a stormy sea

Note : The preposition in the topic is wrong.
            It should be "being non-chalant, on a boat at a stormy sea"
            But then I just leave it like that without edit.




Sukhoi Su-33 and Mig-29K on board the Admiral Kuznetsov in stormy seas
Photo source : FB page Aircraft of the Cold War




Just now I read this.



I followed these guys for years now, from their start in social media, writing and book publishing.

One small thing which I dislike about these guys is about the "menganjing" or "trolling", but then they always write interesting stuff.

And after years, they fought among themselves.




A writer I liked, publicly post in his FB about cannabis, butterscotch cookies, it pains my heart, simply because my childhood friends, and relatives are victims of drug abuse.


It is a bit like diabetes. During the early years, you joke about it, take lightly of the doctors advise.

Then suddenly, shit happens.

For drug abusers, usually something happened drastically, the same like diabetes patient.




A relative of mine had "psychosis", he heard voices.

The problem with us Malays is that we believe in spirits, "jinns", and spent time and effort focusing on that, forgetting that this is actually psychosis that stems from drug abuse.

What I meant by being "non-chalant on a boat at a stormy sea" is, the same feeling of a father, whom found out that his son had this drug abuse problem, but the problem is so severe, the police had come into the picture and took action,
which at that moment of time, the father can't do anything.


All he can do, is just to watch events happen, unfolding in front of his eyes.

The look on his face, is that "one thousand yard stare" type of look.


And truly, all he did, was just to stare non-chalantly in his sinking boat on a stormy sea, accepting whatever fate.


Looking at that writer, and the article by Pipiyapong there, made me feel the same way like that father of the drug abuser.


Monday, 18 September 2017

why I didn't bother to comment about the recent Tahfiz school fire case?

PT-91M Pendekar, photo source : https://www.facebook.com/tanksbeingtanks/


The answer to the question posted in this entry's topic is : bandwagon

Since I had worked in the fire fighting industry previously, I had friends who shared their opinions on the issue, and I learnt then to keep my mouth shut until the authorities finished their investigation.

By the time it occured, so much noise in the social media screwing the Tahfiz schools, pointing mismanagement, so much bla bla. Suddenly everybody is concerned. Suddenly everybody criticise. There's a newspaper which did a study and showed that more than 200 fire cases involving tahfiz schools, with the effect of indirectly implying poor safety. 

Everybody with their chicken noises. Bandwagon.

And somehow people started checking out fire extinguishers price. Some did buy. But some of them, after knowing the price, I realised that their intention was "hey the fire extinguishers are so damn cheap, why didn't the Tahfiz schools bla bla bla....".

I thought due to this Tahfiz case, the people will suddenly realise and had this awareness of fire safety.

But I was wrong. It was just in their lips. Nothing deep really. The tahfiz case, the fire safety are just something to talk about in their idle time.

When the investigation concluded that it was an arson case, those who criticise like a concerned fire safety activist, most of them didn't apologise but still talk, FB post, and tweets about fire safety in tahfiz schools.

Do they really care?

I think actually most people are just following the bandwagons. By few weeks people will just forget and return to the same old shit again. It is just hype and trendy.

To those who really thought of installing fire extinguishers at their home, here are some contacts of KL fire fighting equipment suppliers.

Unique Fire Industry - 03 5131 2731

SRI (Steel Recon Industries) - 03 8023 2323

Eversafe - 03 8024 9898

Fedapi - 03 3344 6482

Fire Fighter Industry Sdn. Bhd - 03 7962 9999


Just my opinion. Whenever you read the latest news about something, try to exercise some prudence. Try to keep your mouth shut and observe. You think it's clever to be critical.

But then, at the end of the day, you are just hyped by what you read or watch on TV. You are indirectly affected actually. Somehow, it will burn your emotion and you feel unhappy.

So relax, just don't get affected. Sometimes it is best to let few days went by and see what happens.

By this, hopefully you can discern the truth from the fictional reality created by the media and the society's "chicken noises".



Crisis feeds the lunacy
All fear the new machine
Consumed democracy returns a socialist regime

It's laid to rest without contest
All hail the new incompetence
Making you see what to believe
A drone in the world of anarchy

Treachery, mysery, violence, insanity
Scavengers closing in
Covering the truth again
Castrate society
Fictional reality

Insecurity afraid of things you cannot see
Words become the image of the enemy
You cannot dissect what is correct
Vengeance based on how things are said
Can't see your side - conflicts with mine
Frustrations lead to complete demise

Treachery, mysery, violence, insanity
Scavengers closing in
Covering the truth again
Every trial conspiracy
Compassion is the enemy
Paralyse, criticize
Breaking through the wall of lies

Suicidal hierarchy racing in reverse
Everything that's done today will be tomorrow's curse

Screams in my head preceed your death
Can't hold the rage when the truth is shed
Blind lead the blind line after line
In a world too shallow to defy

Treachery, mysery, violence, insanity
Scavengers closing in
Covering the truth again
Castrate society