Juru-Sibuk

Kadang-kadang aku tak faham kenapa orang tak faham.Kami sesetengah jurutera memanglah hidup sebegini.Asyik tenggelam dalam sibuk membangunkan bangsa dan negara.Usahkan nak mengorat makwe,nak senyum pun kadang-kadang kami boleh lupa.Kalau tengah musim dilanda masalah negara,lagilah teruk sibuknya.Muka yang kacak pun boleh bertukar toya.Kerja ini memang memualkan buat yang kurang daya tahan.Hari-hari cabaran yang datang berbeza-beza rupanya. Ada yang cantik tapi malangnya selalu banyak yang hodoh dan bodoh.

Sarapan pagi di Malaysia,makan tengah hari aku di Singapura.Ya.Aku akhirnya dapat juga pergi berlatih di makmal Singapura.Walaupun aku tengah dalam musim sibuk gila,soal itu aku pejamkan sebelah mata.Nak tunggu aku tak sibuk entahkan bila.Walaupun ribuan ringgit aku terpaksa laburkan dahulu,itu soal mikro.Yang penting,ilmu SS7 itu harus dicari gali dahulu.

Sedang terbang di bawa kapal terbang,aku terfikir sesuatu.

Sampai bila aku harus begini?Sampai bila aku harus sibuk?Kenapa pusing sana pusing sini,aku juga yang kena.Aku sudah mau pencen dari menjadi sang hero.Boleh tak kalau tahun ini bukan kelab aku yang jadi penyumbang duit utama?Aku mahu berpoya-poya seadanya.

Tea or coffee,Sir?

Argh!Cantiklah awek pramugari ini.Sampai tersasul tersebut aku mahu jus oren sahaja.

Biasanya pramugari domestik ala-ala awek Cyberjaya sahaja tapi yang ini amat serius cantiknya. Bikin hati aku jatuh bersepah-sepah di atas lantai sahaja.

Kadang-kadang aku tak faham kenapa orang tak faham.

Benda-benda atau makhluk yang cantik memang punya ilmu magik yang buat kita lupa betapa sibuknya hidup kita.Ketika itu masa memang akan terasa terhenti seketika.

Projek Peti Suara Saya

Tahniah!

Tahniah!

Tahniah!

Tahniah buat semua ahli kelab peti suara.Anda semua sudah boleh mendabik dada penuh rasa bangga.Anda patut maklum yang peti suara itu adalah penyumbang duit utama buat kita.

Aku sememangnya sudah berkepuk-kepuk rasa bangga.Kalau ini adalah filem,akulah sang hero itu.Kalau ini adalah kek,akulah sang gula icing cantik itu.Kalau ini adalah surat khabar,akulah si muka depan tak tahu malu itu.

Ini adalah hasil karya terbaik kerjaya aku setakat ini.Memang tak sia-sia aku dingorat pondan tatkala keluar pejabat di Brickfield jam 3 pagi. Memang tak sia-sia mati gersang dua pasu pokok bunga aku akibat gara-gara sibuk mengejar waktu.Tak sia-sia juga hidung aku menahan seksa menanggung bau badan lelaki asli dari India tatkala sama-sama belajar apa itu Big Oh Notation.Tak sia-sia aku ditakutkan saban hari yang pejabat ini akan ditutup jika kalah dalam mengejar tarikh akhir yang keji gila itu.

Kita telah berjaya kawan-kawan.

Aku juga telah dapat tepukan dari CEO.Walaupun macam teragak-agak aku juga tak berkira sangat.

TETAPI.

Apakah yang akan terjadi kalau nama aku tak ke udara langsung?Apakah yang akan terjadi agaknya kalau malam itu CEO tak pasal-pasal angkat naikkan nama orang lain yang sepatutnya sudah tiada kena mengena lagi seperti yang telah berlaku ke atas aku dalam satu mesyuarat?

Ya.Aku tahu apa yang akan berlaku.Satu Malaysia pasti akan geram kat aku.

Argh!Sakit hati itu masih lagi nampak parutnya kalau kena harinya.

Bukan duit sangat yang aku kejar.Bukan juga pangkat sampai berat dada menanggungnya yang aku mahu.Cukuplah kalau susah payah aku itu dibalas dengan ucapan terima kasih dan bukan orang yang sudah pergi itu dikenang-kenangkan.Yang pergi,kita ucapkan selamat maju jaya. Yang tinggal itu,kita jagalah elok-elok agar jangan ada yang terguris hati.Bukalah mata.Apa yang tinggal ini hanyalah satu barisan pertahanan yang akhir. Runtuh yang ini,boleh runtuh semuanya.

Cop.Ini apa masa kerja baca blog orang?

Dah.Pergi buat kerja.

BP 2008

Sejak naik pangkat,ini yang pertama aku terlibat.Dalam bahasa penjajah, ia lebih mesra makna dipanggil Business Plan.Sebagai anak jati teknikal, sebarang kata perniagaan itu memang agak kurang merangsangkan jiwa dan raga.Tambah-tambah bila jari jemari sedang sibuk menyusun kata-kata binari lapis demi lapis.Namun bila aku tertengok agendanya,rasa yang amat malas itu bertukar seronok.Wah!Macam ada sessi peperangan.Ini tak boleh jadi.Aku mesti pergi.Ini soal hidup dan mati syarikat.

Sehari awal ada sessi latihan.Pasal persediaan Business Plan.Itu satu pembelajaran yang baru buat aku.Walaupun banyak yang aku nganga macam faham tapi aku yakin pasti ada sesuatu yang melekat yang boleh jadi bom kata kala nak kalah jika berperang nanti.

Aku datang Port Dickson dengan semangat berkobar-kobar.Masalah di Putrajaya dipejamkan sebelah mata seketika.Apa nak jadi pun jadilah. Namun aku terpaksa pulang awal kerana ada urusan di luar negara.Tak sempat 24 jam pun di sana.Sampaikan ada agenda terpaksa dipinda semata-mata kerana aku.Wah!Terharu sungguh pula rasanya.Terasa macam orang penting pula di sini padahal bukankah aku hanya askar yang poyo sahaja.

Balik dari misi seberang laut sana,khabarnya ramai askar dari batilion aku yang mati dipancung kata-kata pihak satu lagi. Malah,cikgu aku yang bijaksana itu pun sudah digelar ketua pemberontak sekarang.Wah!Ini satu perkembangan yang menarik untuk dilihat.Rasa ralat pula tak dapat menyumbang idea.

BP 2009 pasti lebih menarik agaknya.Aku pasti akan siap sedia.

Err...kalau aku masih ada lagi di sinilah.

Kerana Teori Domino itu sudah digerakkan.

BP 2008::Pictogram

Selamat Datang ke Port Dickson.










Belakang hotel yang hanya indah di luar di dalam tak sekelas yang dijangka.






Tak ada pantai=bosan.









Sepenuh perhatian.









Aku baru tahu yang air pasang surut boleh banyak kali dalam satu hari ikut suka hati laut itu.







Punyalah padat jadual berbincang sampai terpaksa makan dalam kelas.







Sekadar gambar hiasan.









Sindrom-sindrom awal mengantuk.









Nota:BP 2008,Port Dickson,15-17 Januari 2008.

Apa Ada Dengan Dada


Kalau anda jadi model,anda kena yakin dedahkan bahagian dada.Malah kadang-kadang anda hanya pakai seluar dalam sahaja di atas pentas jalan kucing itu.Apa pun,dedahkan dada di khalayak ramai itu memang perkara biasa-biasa sahaja.



Setahun 2 kali,D&G biasa sangat buka-buka bahagian ini.



Ini juga satu pemandangan biasa.Majalah ini memang terkenal dengan kulit muka depan lelakinya dedah dada.



Brad Pitt juga selamba dedahkan dada dalam Fight Club.Sikit pun tak jadi hairan.



Begitu juga dengan 300 orang lelaki gagah perkasa ini.



Kalau anda biasa main bola sepak,kadang-kadang kita kena masuk pasukan yang kena buka dada.Damn!Kalau pemandangan dada itu tak menarik,mari kita salahkan si ketua pasukan yang salah pilih syiling itu.



Jangan terkejut.Itu fikiran yang tak senonoh betul!Ini adalah perkara biasa kalau hendak jadi ahli bina badan atau perkara-perkara yang sewaktu dengannya.



Namun ini bukan dada biasa.Dada ini bila dibuka harganya ialah 3 bulan 8TV dan si pendedah dada itu tidak boleh keluar konsert secara langsung atau tidak langsung. 8TV juga tambah mendenda si pendedah dada itu 6 bulan dengan kerja-kerja amal.Wah!Itu memang satu harga yang agak mahal sebab dada si kena hukum itu bukanlah cantik sangat macam dada-dada yang dilampirkan di atas sana. Seperkara lagi,memang tak patut rasanya akan keperluan untuk dibuka habis-habisan sampai nampak perut yang kelihatan agak sihat itu di khalayak ramai.Kan bagus kalau simpan sahaja buat tatapan isteri di rumah.Sejuk mata si isteri memandang nanti.



TETAPI!Bagaimana pula kalau dada atau sebahagian dari dada itu lain daripada dada-dada yang dilampirkan di atas sana?Agak cantik juga bukan pemandangan dada atau sebahagian dari dada ini? Kenapa MCMC atau badan-badan kerajaan yang berwajib macam butakan mata mereka. Sah!Mereka hanya suka mendenda dada-dada yang tidak cantik sahaja.Kesian kamu Faizal Tahir! Lain kali,kamu buatlah dahulu dada (dan perut juga) bagi cantik dan kemudian barulah tak sakit mata orang melihat kau terkedik-kedik di atas pentas sana. PS: Harga majalah ini ialah RM6.80.



Mmm...cerita pasal dada,kalau boleh saya nak dada macam ini.Pergh!Jauh sungguh lagi perjalanan saya.

My Kind Of Movies

Being somewhat an anti-capitalisme supporter,I stress out myself by watching the non mainstream type of movie.A movie that by my own definition consist mainly of indie films as well as some award winning movie that normally speak in the language that is not popular here in Malaysia.A movie that usually have less than 15 moviegoers in the hall.As the recent cases,10 heads for Flower In The Pocket(Malaysia) and 3 heads for Lives Of Others(German).

I admitted it.My choice of movie type is rather peculiar.Very unpopular. I'm normally presented with a frown from my so called mainstream friends as they thought that I'm with them but hey,I did watch the mainstream movie too .Err... maybe I should withdraw that anti-capitalisme supporter remark here.

My appetite for this non mainstream,art house and foreign language films solely to justify my hunger for a quality product per RM.Yeah!That is quite true even at some time I have a mind goggling issues to deal with the answer how the film that I watched become an award winning films.Mmm... that is so subjective.

GSC,International Screen and Cineplex,Picture House.

Thank you from me for supporting this type of movie.

Note:Congratulation to my friend Jeri who make his debut as an actor. You go boy!

Fall From Grace


Sekadar gambar hiasan.

It's still early of the year but I already feel like we are in June.Wow!I need a bigger word than that.2008 is so damn hot.

First,our beloved Minister Of Health,Datuk Chua Soi Lek resigned over it. I wonder what would be happen if he take that 'it's look like me,sound like me but it's not me' kind of approach because if he do so,he might be spared from that very public embrassement.Apparently,the VCD quality is somehow reported to be in a vague quality.

Second,the next casualty come from this unknown and unfamous actress from this 'I don't watch,I don't know about' of some kind of Pontianak TV series.She made out and then apparently the content leaked out onto the Internet.Oops!I saw her ugly private acting skill and I'm not happy.I felt angry.I definitely will throw stones if I meet him or her.MCMC should placed a banned for life for her.Period.Malaysia is no Paris Hilton.

Then,not to be fail by his other fellow asian counterpart,it is my favourite boy Edison Chen turn.Wow!He turned out to be so damn lucky.Oops!I did it again.Lucky me.I only managed to see 1/5 of this one too as my eyes get bored as they are so many girls involved.After so many apologies,he quit.

Next,out of the blue come into the surface the so called grown-up bedroom activities of our very own Ida Nerina and Lisdawati's husband. Both denied any wrong doing. Apparently that is something very hard for public stomach to churn as it's a public knowledge that every aspect of artist's life is full of denial and then some what miraculously at some point that denial is suddenly becoming a hard fact eventualy. True or false it's still not my time to judge it.Maybe later.I'm still trapped in office network and it's no luxury in the sense of time and IT policy for me to surf stuff like that.

It's still early of the year and I expect more skeletal will come out from the closet. I'm yet to experience what is sex is all about but I do wonder why peoples need to have a hard copy about that.Do they practices CMMI level 4 like me where there is always a need to produce a hard copy for everything you work around.Or is it that they need to video/photograph themselves for future performance evaluation?

Lucky me.I dont have a performance review right now.

I just have a mind goggling performance management issues.

Anyone to help?

Mmm...as a token of appreaction,maybe we could appear in the DVD together.

If I may,I prefer a girl to help me.Term and condition apply.

OK.OK.Boy can help too but no DVD or whatsoever.

Damn.It's still early of the year but I already busy.

Faux Pas

Dear Siti Nurhaliza,

I Google Siti Nurhaliza.I found what I want as well as what I don't really want. Yup. Internet is an amazing tool.

I clicked at the larger picture of that what I don't really want.I'm utterly in disbelief.My jaws kinda dropped.Then I quietly laughed.

Oh!My!What happen!



What is that shit..err I mean sheet?

To quote Miss J of the American Next Top Model from one episode of Kimora's Life In The Fab Lane;that is wrong,wrong and wrong.Wrong in the capital letter.

What is she thinking?You're a Datuk for goodness sake.If you can wear that gorgeous Farah Khan for the album cover I can't comprehend what fashion sense is this sheet all about.I fell like I need to smack the head of that designer too.Rizman Ruzaini!You are out.I'm absolutely positive to think that Heidi Klum will agree with me.

Datuk Siti!Datuk Siti!Datuk Siti!

I maybe can understand how sentimental you are to support the Made In Malaysia policy but I beg you,next time you see a piece like this,you should burnt it right away.

Please Siti.Put your focus on.I can tolerate if Hadiah Dari Hati sound so not very delicios but at least your fashion sense shouldn't go spirally downgrading too.To see you in that disaster faux-pas is very heartbreaking.

If you can afford that limited per loyal customer only LV handbag,I wonder what on earth did you let yourself committed that biggest fashion crimes ever.

Please Siti.Don't loose that magic yet.I'm still don't have your replacement.

You are still the one.

Gift From Heart,
Your Fan.

Hadiah Dari Hati



Dear Siti Nurhaliza,

I have 3 news for you.Good,bad and ugly.

First,congratulation on your latest album.I expected a traditional album but pop is fine as long as it's Siti Nurhaliza.As your loyal fan I'm proud to tell the world that I have that album on my CD rack already.For the record, I have to make a double trip to Tower Record,MidValley just to buy it. Not to mentioned that I troubled myself the earlier days to go to KLCC just to be informed that your CD is not available yet.

Hadiah Dari Hati.Straight to the point,my only interest about this album is just to know how you sound after that marriage. Well,I listened and I'm disappointed.I don't love it very much.It's like this album is crowded with leftover of C-list tracks from Transkripsi.This album somehow radically deviated my expectations and demands about you.You played very safe here.It's mere sounded like you are new recording artist and forced to sing what your record company told you so.

You never had a what I called a weak album before and I think this album is very crucial as our music industry has a taboo that stated;once you got married,you will be tough to sell.No matter how good you are. Period.To get sell,one must produce a beyond good product and Hadiah Dari Hati I doubted very much is one.At least to my ears. The melody is quite hard to understand. It's like some kind of abstract expressionist maybe. At the risk of sounding exaggerated,if I may,for me you should be like what Van Gogh did to his painting.If sunflower is the subject,then sunflower it's should be.I hope you can win AIM next year.

All the best.

My verdict:Nice try,I like it but don't love it.

p/s:Technically,Hadiah Dari Hati sounded much better and cleaner than Transkripsi but just the songs is not so melody-friendly to my ears as it used to be.

Your Fan.

Tanpa Kalian

Saat jiwa terluka
Saat hidupku hampa,
Semua telah terjadi
Disini tanpa kalian

Saat tak ku dapatkan
Kedamaian di hati
Semua mimpi buruk pun terjadi

Tak bisa terlukiskan di hatiku
Terhiris sangat perit
Tak ingin ku ingkari kegelapan ini

Chorus

Aku memang tak bisa bertahan dan tegar
Tanpa kalian dekat denganku
Aku hanya susuk manusia yang lemah
Tanpa kalian di sini

Aku hanya berharap
Dan tunggu waktu bicara
Ku ingin kalian dekat denganku

Aku lelah untuk terluka
Saat semua mata memandangku nista
Hilang arah diriku disini



::Siti Nurhaliza

Cinta Remaja



::Elyana fet Antz

Nota:Dekat 10 tahun aku cari lagu ini(versi MP3/CD) dan sekarang baru aku jumpa. Terasa juga agak muda bila melayan lagu ini.

Projek Pisang



Masa kecil dan agak hodoh,mak kata aku suka makan pisang lenyek. Kalau nak aku makan banyak,mak kata aku suka versi yang ada tambah sedikit susu.

Bila dah besar dan agak kacak,aku masih suka makan pisang.Sekarang, boleh dikatakan hari-hari aku makan lepat pisang makcik Cyberjaya. Pisang juga kalau dibuat lempeng, jemput-jemput atau kek memang sedap buat lidah aku.Kalau nak makan mentah selalunya pisang embun, pisang montel atau pisang lemak manis yang menjadi pilihan hati.Kalau versi rebus, pisang nangka cecah dengan gula pasir lawan kopi panas sudah cukup buat sarapan pagi itu sederhana tapi nampak sempurna. Tengok!Siapa kata aku susah djaga?Kalau versi goreng pula, hanya pisang nangka dan hanya pisang nangka yang aku makan. Kalau pisang nangka tak ada,pisang tanduk pun OK.Tapi minta maaflah, pisang-pisang lain aku tak berapa berkenan nak mencuba. Seperkara lagi,kalau goreng pisang tolonglah pakai tepung beras.Kalau pakai tepung gandum, aku tak berapa suka.Itu memang spesifikasi aku.

Oleh kerana aku suka makan pisang,satu projek telah difikirkan.Projek tanam pisang nangka. Kalau ditanya kenapa pisang nangka yang dipilih, jawapannya senang sahaja. Pisang nangka pisang kegemaran aku.

Ya.Idea sudah dibina.Tanah pun sudah ada.Tanah hutan mak dan ayah memang sudah sedia untuk diteroka.Duit pun bukan masalah sangat. Bank ada merata.

TETAPI!

Kenapa projek tak jalan-jalan lagi?Dah sedekad lama terperap dalam kepala.

Aku malas nak beritahu ayah.Ayah mesti senyum sahaja.Kalau beritahu mak pula,nanti mesti mak ketawa tak percaya.

"Abang nak tanam pisang?[sila isi sendiri ayat seterusnya]".

Hidup segan mati tak mahu lagilah nampaknya idea ini.

Tapikan ada logiknya.Macamlah banyak sangat pisang nak aku makan sampai nak kena buat kebun.

Mungkin nanti kalau aku ada anak dan dia juga suka makan pisang, projek ini mungkin akan menjadi nyata.

Ya.Mungkin.Itu satu kata yang besar buat aku.

Kuah Kacang

Salah satu makanan bukan kegemaran saya ialah kuah kacang.Dari saya kecil sampailah dah besar macam anak gajah comel ini,mak gagal menjadikan kuah kacang pujaan lidah saya setiap kali hari Raya.Macam-macam versi dah mak cuba tapi kuah kacang itu masih gagal menawan hati saya.Bukan sahaja mak, malah mak-mak orang lain pun gagal juga.Jarang yang dapat A++ dari saya.Puratanya dapat C atau dalam bahasa terjemahannya; saya rasa sesudu,saya tengok dan saya makan benda-benda lain.Ya.Saya memang susah dijaga sebenarnya. Kalau tak sedap,saya tak makan.

Oleh kerana mak sayangkan saya,tahun ini mak cuba lagi memperbaiki kuah kacang dia.Guna pakai resepi dari kawan bunga orkid dia.Aduh!Sudah popular rupanya saya sebagai budak kuah kacang yang cerewet di kalangan makcik-makcik itu.Walaubagaimanapun,hasil kuah kacang kali ini sungguh tak mengecewakan.Sungguh sedap sekali sampai semua orang pun terpaksa bersetuju dengan saya.

Terima kasih mak.Kuah kacang mak dapat A++ kali ini.

Oleh kerana saya suka kuah kacang yang dibuat kali ini,mak dapat hadiah satu pasu bunga orkid dari saya.

Bahan A:
kacang tanah(goreng tanpa minyak,buang kulit,kisar kasar)
cili warna merah
air asam jawa
gula merah/gula pasir
minyak masak
garam

Bahan B(dikisar)
serai
halia
lengkuas
bawang merah
bawang putih
buah keras (kot?)


Cara:
1. Tumiskan bahan B sehingga wangi dan garing.
2. Bila dah naik minyak,masukkan cili merah yang dikisar,kacang dan air asam jawa. Tambah air jika pekat sangat.
3. Masukkan gula dan garam secukupnya.Biarkan sehingga naik minyak.

Nota:Rahsianya ialah pada serai yang dikisar sekali dan bukan dititik serta penggunaan bawang putih secukup rasa.

Baju Tiruan



Amaran.Ini bukan kain buruk.Ini adalah baju Melayu saya.

Inilah rupanya buruk baju kalau baru keluar mesin basuh sudah dipaksa bergambar sakan.Baju ini baju Melayu Raya Haji 2007 saya.Kalau mata anda tajam,anda akan nampak baju ini agak moden dan lain sedikit potongannya.Agak serong 10 darjah ke kanan belah depan bajunya dan berjahitkan benang merah serta berleherkan Mandarin gayanya.

Idea asal baju ini datang ketika saya pergi mendengar satu ceramah agama di masjid. Orang lain boleh khusyuk agaknya mendengar intipati syarahan tapi saya pula boleh ralit biji mata melihat baju ustaz si penceramah tersebut.Astagfirullahalazim!Entah apalah nak jadi dengan saya agaknya. Tetapi,ustaz itu memang kacaklah orangnya.Saya tengok air muka dia saya rasa tenang sahaja. Rasa macam aman damai sahaja.Saya macam rasa tertarik nak melihat dia.Tak sama macam ketika saya tengok air muka bos-bos saya. Bercelaru,berselirat macam penuh dengan segala masalah dunia.Usahkan nak melihat,bila terdengar suara pun saya sudah berkira-kira nak lari ke mana. Nak ambil air ke atau saja-saja suka-suka nak pergi tengok printer. Astagfirullahalazim! Entah apalah nak jadi dengan saya agaknya.

Saya mungkin dapat tiru baju ustaz tapi nak tiru akhlak ustaz,susur atur langkah yang wajib diambil mungkin mencabar agaknya.

Jauh lagi perjalanan saya.

Untuk hari ini,cukuplah kita tiru buat baju Melayu sahaja dulu.

2 Dilemma



Dulu soalannya sama sahaja.Pagi petang siang malam.Asal ternampak batang hidung aku sahaja,soalan itu mesti keluar dari mulut mak.Waima tengah bersembang pasal lampu suluh sekalipun mak punya daya kreativiti yang mengagumkan aku untuk melarikan idea asal itu ke sesuatu topik yang boleh bikin aku jadi malas nak layan.Pasal aku.Pasal perempuan.Pasal tangga.Pasal rumah.Pasal aku tak makan.Pasal aku tak kahwin-kahwin lagi.

Sekarang,soalan itu masih ada.Tak kiralah di pasar tani atau pun di majlis kenduri orang cuma kadar kekerapan itu dari 10 kali sehari telah kurang kepada 6 sahaja.Itu mungkin satu prestasi yang agak boleh dibanggakan buat merehatkan cerebrum aku yang asyik dilanyak soalan yang sama cuma yang tak menariknya 10 itu telah beranak menjadi 15 soalan yang lain.Pasal mak.Pasal aku.Pasal pergi Tanah Suci Mekah. Pasal pergi bersama-sama.

Perg!Memang aku takut dibuatnya.Bukan takut akan duit yang jadi batu penghalangnya kerana itu mak kata dia boleh tanggung segala cuma yang berlegar-legar di minda aku, aku rasa aku belum bersedia.

2 soalan yang lain tapi punyai 1 jawapan yang sama.

Aku takut aku belum bersedia.

Sebenarnya tak perlu untuk bersedia pun kan?

Entahlah.Aku memang dalam dilemma.

AGM 2008

Ahli mesyuarat tingkap buat AGM mengejut.Aku tak tahu pun ada mesyuarat.Tahu-tahu sudah ada minit mesyuarat.Aku tak diberitahu jadi aku tak balik.Aku tak berapa ingat aku di mana hujung minggu itu.Mungkin aku ada temujanji dengan kain di KLCC kot.

Semacam satu konspirasi terancang pula bila semua orang dari sekecil-kecil ke sebesar-besarnya boleh ramai-ramai hadir tapi aku tak dijemput. Ya!Memang ini satu konspirasi.Aku memang tahu undi aku boleh bikin majoriti mudah akan nampak susah.

AGM kali ini khabarnya lebih tenang.Di ruang tamu sahaja tanda menghormati ahli keluarga baru yang masih lagi menebal malu-malu kucingnya.AGM ini khabarnya lebih cepat siap.Setelah berbincang,tema yang dipilih tahun ini agak berlainan.Tiada lagi konsep warna-warna macam biasa.Tahun ini temanya fabrik songket.Waduh!Sungguh mencabar minda juga tema yang dipilih.Macam ala-ala pengantin sahaja bunyinya.

OK.9 bulan lagi nak Raya.

Mari kita memerah otak mencari idea.

200 Hari Mencari Cinta

Dalam 2007 ada 365 hari.100 hari lebih aku biarkan berlalu begitu sahaja.Hilang dalam seronok mengejar hedonisme dunia bujang yang merapu entah apa-apa.Baki 200 hari lagi baru nak insaf. Kononnyalah. Itupun dapat hidayah bila terbaca blog seseorang yang entah macam mana telah buat aku iri hati.Atas sebab yang satu itu,aku telah tubuhkan satu misi mencari cinta.

Aku rasa sudah sampai masanya aku perlukan cinta siang dan malam. Perlukan teman pagi dan petang. Hidup yang tunggang langgang ini harus dikemaskinikan.Hati yang luka itu patut digembirakan. Nikmat bersenang-lenang ini tak salah rasanya jika dikongsikan.Mak, ayah, nenek, pakcik,makcik,adik,sanak-saudara dan tak lupa juga kawan-kawan,harus ditutupkan rapat-rapat mulut-mulut mereka itu agar berhenti bertanya soalan cepu emas yang sama sahaja nahunya itu.

200 hari itu bergerak terlampau laju.Hari demi hari hilang begitu sahaja. Cinta masih malu-malu mendekatkan diri.Cinta masih lagi susah hendak melekat di jiwa yang telah cedera parah.Boleh jadi cinta itu ada tapi cinta yang mengejar dan dikejar itu aku tak pasti pula telah tercicir di mana dalam aku sibuk menggila mengejar 14 UAT dalam sejarah.

Mungkinkah diri ini tidak layak mencari cinta atau yang bernama cinta itu sebenarnya tidak ada?

Err...Jangan simpati dengan aku.

200 hari tak cukup agaknya untuk mencari cinta.

Love At First Sight::Rising Spirit

Persiaran Semarak Api,Cyberjaya.One sunny afternoon.Forgive me for sounding cliche but that is the place for the first time I laid my eyes on her.She was at 3 o'clock to me.Looking very confident and arrogant.As if she was saying,'take a good look at me boy'.Dammit!I bowed to that subconcious manifestation of my curiousity.I looked and told myself that she is absolutely a hot babe.Very gorgeous.Very sturdy looking. Very aerodynamic.Very black in colour with some northern plated number that somehow rather familiar to me.

Those perfectly round red eyes at the back,that slighly slited eyes at the front, simply awed me with excitement.Ah!I bite my lips just by touching her.Seriously,she is beautiful outside and later I found the inside is beautiful too.

I know that I couldn't afford her now by my salary as a type writer but I know too that somehow,someday I will have her.For the time being,just let me drooling looking at a poster of her in my office wall.

Ladies and gentlemen,I present to you my newly found love.







Ya.Ya.I know.I know.Some one,some where out there will think that I'm crazy but believe me,when I'm in love,nothing in this world can be in my way.So gir,don't make me fall for you.I can be dangerous.

Beyonce,sing that Dangerous something song to me please.

Antara Hari Yang Pink

Hari itu bermula teruk sekali.

Disebabkan sibuk,aku dapati Clivia aku mati.Lupa bagi air agaknya. Tambah menyayat hati, kaktus kesayangan aku juga mati.Tak tahu pula apa sebabnya. Aku memang sedih sekali.

Kemudian aku bengang tak jumpa cari tali pinggang warna coklat pula. Terpaksalah gosok seluar lain untuk dipadankan dengan tali pinggang warna putih yang eksklusif itu(di Lembah Klang tak sampai 50 helai jumlahnya). Geramlah.Tapi hilang barang memang tabiat semulajadi aku. Terpaksalah aku bersabar dengan diri sendiri.

Di plaza tol LDP,aku mula mencarut.Kesinambungan angin tak baik dari rumah tadi. Sudahlah aku lambat,ada makcik habis baki Touch&Go tapi masih tergedik-gedik nak lalu Smart Tag.Bodoh!

Di pejabat,lagilah huru-hara.Kerja yang tengah buat ada sahaja bab yang tak betul sana sini.Yang sudah bertahun-tahun betul,meletup pula tiba-tiba hari itu.Memang rasa nak lari terjun kolam.Memang menyampahkan tahap cipan.

Petang itu di satu tempat lain,langit hari aku yang kelabu bertukar indah bak dilimpahi sinar cahaya matahari tengah hari.Bila aku terserempak dengan Pink.Bila kami mula merepek berbicara entah apa-apa.Tentang lebuh raya dan pasar raya.Memang berbual dengan Pink sesuatu yang buat aku lapang dada gembira.Laksana macam dapat Honda Civic percuma dari ayah.Memang senyuman sengetnya itu laksana titisan embun dinihari di tengah panas Kalahari.Memang bertuah badan orang yang telah dapat dia.

Hari itu memang bermula teruk sekali tapi di hujungnya indah sekali.

Alangkah bagus kalau hari-hari aku indah seperti di petang hari itu.

Aku sudah penat berdepan dengan hari yang teruk setiap hari.

Zam Zam Ala Kazam



Yabedabedu!

Finally is the word du jour when I found that blog.I get and put that that daughter name and voila,Google did the honour to find it for me.Yes!I found that my Pink blog. I'm so happy to the extent done that jumping up and down stunt.

I knew it and I'm right.Somewhere out there in the world wide web,there must be a blog.

Now,what?

Pink!Please update please.

I Want To Be You




If there is ever a person that can make me feel insecure,that would be is him.He is the one that can do it flawlessly.I don't know why or what magic he possess but seriously I admire him very much.I like to be around him.I envy him for everything. From the career,girl and girl again,car, his entourage and should I mentioned his boyish Prada kinda of model look.It's like he has the Midas touch or something. Everything in life that he touched turned into gold.Everything in his life turned out to be well.I'm officially jealoues of him for subconciously successfully made me thinks that my life suck and of course,no future at all.

It's not like he spoke or mentioned something as he is one of the most polite and down to earth man I'ever known but just that insecure feeling come naturally.In fact,I already told him upfront how jealous I am about his life.Besides a hit on my shoulder he gave me a pep talk how I should be thankful with what I have and he think that I'm doing OK.Ya right!I think I must accept the fat that just some people just born with that charisma naturally in their DNA.The fact that this world is easy if you are a good looking people.

Now,I felt like that low self esteem teenager again.

Now,what to do?

Some one famous once said;if you can't have it,join it.

Dude,can I have your life?

Ya.I'm a pscyho now with the super power of shopaholic.

Seriously,that shop things is the only piece that he said made him so insecure around me.He said, that I'm the most rarely seen with the same clothes in 6 months friend that he had.

Erk...I rest my case.

Hadirlah Kasih

Hadirlah kasih...
Hadir dalam mimpiku
Hadirlah cinta...
Hadir dalam hidupku

Dalam perjalananku
Masih jauh harusku tuju
Aku mencari-cari cinta
Cinta yang tulus dan sejati

Kerna aku percayakan
Cinta suci yang datang dari hati

Hadirlah kasih...
Hadir dalam mimpiku
Hadirlah cinta...
Hadir dalam hatiku
Hadirlah sayang...
Hadir dalam hidupku
Hadirlah kasih...
Agar tercapai segala-galanya

Harus aku mencari
Cinta yang tulus dan suci
Punya segala-galanya
Apa yang aku impikan

Kerna aku percayakan
Cinta suci yang datang dari hati

Kalau ditakdirkan
Bertemuku denganmu
Akan kubina istana bahagia
Agar kita bersama
Kekal selamanya

Hadirlah kasih...
Hadir dalam mimpiku
Hadirlah cinta...
Hadir dalam hatiku
Hadirlah sayang...
Hadir dalam hidupku
Hadirlah kasih...
Agar tercapai segala-galanya

::KGB

Aku Yang Kecewa

Cara-cara mengorat awek.

1.Mula-mula kita pandang-pandang alam sekitar.Cari target.
2.Dah jumpa,kita senyum-senyum.
3.Kemudian.

Aku	:Abang handsome!Kirim salam kat awek cun yang makan dengan kau tadi.
Dia	:OK Bro.No hal.
Aku	:Siapa nama dia?
Dia	:A****a(macam nama artis).
Aku	:Chop.Bang,if the conditions is not right(ie. bini org etc),just replace that 'kirim salam' to just 'hai'.
Dia	:OK.Tapi sorrylah bro.Kau lambat 5 bulan.
Aku	:OK.Noted.

Argh!

Aku kecewa sekali lagi.Hai.Hai.Hai.Kenapalah aku selalu tersuka bini orang?Nak kena buat pembedahan plastik kot mata aku ini.

Aku urut dada perlahan-lahan.

Aku	:Abang handsome!Kalau macam itu kirim salam kat adik kau jelah.
Dia	:OK Bro.Tapi aku rasa adik aku dah ada boyfriendlah.
Aku	:OK.Noted.

Argh!

Aku kecewa sekali lagi.

Kat mana rasanya bahagian yang ada bug dalam proses mengorat aku?

Ada sesiapa nak bantu?

Aku memang dah buntu.

F Word

If you don't mind,I think one of the greatest F word is friend.Friend is one subjectif subject to me. As subjectif as what beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.Friend as human being apparently is very hard to understand as they come with many probability but I would not hesitate to raise my hat off to the friend that indeed try to understand what friend mean is.For example,like him.My new proxy man to that meeting room.

One day,out of the blue I threw a question to him.I asked him what genre did he read as he is known to be an avid reader like myself as historically we became a friend by books.I got the answer that I want and he asked me back.Aha!Of course I didn't gave my answer.Cruel me. As if I can read him like a book,I knew exactly where the direction that kind of question will go.I'm a way smarter to read people question.Well, if you are the one that laid the trap might as well you should know where to step in right?He admitted it nonchalantly and yes I'm right.He want to 'read' or should I say to judge me by my books.Dammit!Could we really do that?Pity him for not having the priviledge to know my list here in the blog.Wait.Suppose he already knew and... err. Ah!Never mind.People always judge other people.

Nonetheless,I asked him to stop speculate and gave him my free 25 you-ask-me-I-will-answer-you coupons.He can use it at his convenience. More goodies,I gave him the analysis of his personality character based on one of the book that I read.Aha!This is the most interesting part. Out of the many people that I 'analysed',he is the one that has almost 99% identical to mine. Scary but it's true.Maybe,that is why I can read him so well like I can read my back hand.

For starter,just like me,he likes rich woman too.The only different is that,he does indeed 'own' a rich woman and I don't. So,I told him we are unidentical twin by a different mother.He is the good and I'm just the bad and the ugly one.

The good things is now,I'm literaly felt I'm not alone.I have a twin.A handsome twin.A twin with the same interest.A twin that I can torture with my never ending sad story.A friend that can bring me a smile on my grey day.Well,I always wanted a brother that I can look upon and apparently he can sit at that chair perfectly.The only problem is that he maybe a little vain,just like me.

If you don't mind,I think if 'fabulosity' can be considered as a word,it can be the greatest word too.

This friend is amazing but the twin things really send me a goose bump here and there.If I can hate so much the man wearing the same smell like me,why on earth I can't dislike the man who are literally can think like me?

Fanyway,fhank fou F ford.

Bahasa As She Is Spoke

Even when much of the conversation is in Malay, there could be a sprinkling of English words, and even the occasional complete sentence in English.

It is almost expected for people to switch between Malay and English in mid-sentence in everyday conversation. Such code-switching is not unique to Malay or Malaysia.

In the Hispanic community in the United States, Spanish is peppered with English. Indians in India also insert English words, phrases or sentences into their conversations. This happens quite unconsciously and is often hard to suppress.

Since almost every Malaysian is guilty of such mixing, it is a moot point whether fines of RM1,000 will deter people from doing what comes so naturally.

Moreover, it’s almost impossible to legislate language usage, as shown by the vain struggles of France’s language watchdog, L’Académie Française, to prevent English from infecting the French language.

But this is the path Culture, Arts and Heritage Minister Datuk Seri Rais Yatim seems determined to tread because he believes the "national language should not be tormented to an extent where it loses its identity".

Surely the habit of saying things like "marilah kita pergi lunch" that the minister finds so objectionable, is not a sign that Malay is falling apart. One would rather think that it reflects the diversity of languages in this country and the ease with which Malaysians switch between them.

There is, therefore, no need to feel so threatened by the hodgepodge of Malay and English that authorities feel the need to unleash the "language police" to crack down on those who speak in the stigmatised form. The move towards compelling people to clean up their Bahasa, otherwise they "sure kena one", is a bit much.

It is as unbecoming to use the force of the law to influence the way people talk as it is to want to control the way people dress by fiat.

Like the minister, most of us have strong feelings about language and get worked up over bad grammar, atrocious pronunciation and poor spelling. Parents correct their children’s mistakes, and teachers instruct their students in language.

As the official authority on the Malay language, it is the prerogative of Dewan Bahasa dan Pustaka to develop the lexicon, prescribe the rules of grammar and tell people how to use the language.

But language is not the private preserve of ardent language custodians, crusty grammarians, or picky prescriptivists. It is the tongue of the people who use it.

Note:Taken from NST,16 October 2006,page 24.

Kena Koyak::Bahagian 2

Argh!

Sekali lagi aku telah mengamok gila.Sekali lagi ada orang yang telah dibabikan.Aku minta maaf. Emosi aku di musim yang agak kurang stabil sekarang.

Manalah aku tak bengang.Tengah-tengah seronok baca cerita pasal zakar dan kegunaannya kepada spesis berkromosom XX,pembacaan aku itu terhenti.Argh!Kalau kau nak koyakkan pun kan,koyakkanlah semuanya.Jangan sampai aku tahu.Ini koyak tapi tinggalkan intro dan sedikit muka tengah.Mana tak tercengang-cengang bagai cicak berak kapur aku dibuatnya.Macam orang tak mati pucuk tak sempat nak klimaks sebab baru separuh jalan geng sebelah sana sudah mengaku kalah.Tentulah itu amat membengangkan bukan?

Tak puas hati,satu misi mencari keseluruhan artikel itu ditubuhkan segera.Voila!Mungkin nasib aku baik,aku terjumpa dengan senangnya tatkala berpoya-poya di Tesco Damansara. Puas hati aku.

Aiyo!Mati-matilah aku ingat ada gambar zakar ke atau gambar lelaki pakai seluar dalam ke macam dalam kes koyak sebelum ini. Rupa-rupanya sebab gambar-gambar di bawah,muka surat-muka surat yang sarat marat dengan ilmu biologi itu dikoyakkan.







OK.Ini yang buat aku tak faham.Walaupun artikel yang ditulis topiknya pasal zakar dan kesesuaian bentuk kegunaannya,aku berpendapat gambar-gambar yang dilampirkan agak sedikit menyimpang dari topik asal.Memanglah topiknya berakar umbikan pasal zakar tapi bukankah artikel itu lebih kepada sesuatu yang akademik.Sesuatu yang pasal bentuk zakar manusia dan haiwan serta teori evolusinya.Memang sengallah siapa yang mengoyak majalah aku itu.Mungkin dia terangsang kot.Tambah-tambah lagi tengah cerita pasal zakar.

Tapi aku nak mengaku.Yang gambar-gambar itu memang telah dapat perhatian aku.

Soalan kuiz hari ini;berapa kalilah kata zakar disebut dalam artikel di atas?

Nota:Mens Health,December 2007.

Book Review::Times Year End Warehouse Sale 2007



Please don't hate me for this.Don't call me antifeminism.Or sexist.Or male chauvinistic.Or whatever word synonym with that. This is a mere sad fact.I am maybe having a slight prejudice to a woman writer.I want to say I'm so sorry but it's still very hard for me to take woman writer seriously that I deemed they are only capable of writing an extra excellent tragic soapy lovey-dovey story.

Ya.That is so their mine field.Other areas,it's still left open for them to discover.It's not that some of them cannot write a mind mind-boggling stuff but just that the number is a few.That is why, it's known that I hardly collect a woman writer work Nonchalantly,on that one fine day I beg to differ.I want to try Niki French.Err...no pun intended.

Just as every book that I collect had a behind the scene story,I choosed Niki French for a very lame reason.It's because I overheard someone that looked-very-familiar-but-don't-know-her-name Indian Malaysian theatre activist gave a very good review about Niki French.Ya.That is what I got if I have to queue for 30 minute to pay my purchases during the last book warehouse sale.I entertained myself by eavesdropping.

Anyway,3 books for RM10 each is quite cheap right?So,if I don't like it,it will be not so much regret if I just toss it or donate it to others.

I don't try to read the books yet I hope Niki Frenchs' are able to decrease this-hard-to-please-boy prejudice once he did.

Happy reading to me!

Book Review::Pearson and Penguin Warehouse Sale 2007

1 House Beautiful Window Workshop,Teresa Evelegh.

Don't frown yet.This is a good book about A to z of window treatment for dummy like me.Something that I really need for my next little decor project.Indeed it's a very reader friendly book,abundantly illustrated and I found it very informative.I'm sure this book will be my companion to Fella/Nagoya(?) for the foreseeable future.

2 Double Your Brain Power,Jean Marie Stine.

I wish I'm smarter,could think quicker,remember better,read faster and comprehend new thing readily.So,I think this book may contain some of the answer.Not dissapointed though as this book provided a combination of theory as well as step by step scientifically proven program on how to achieve what I want.The reason I bought this book is because of it's backside caption that said,it takes no different of mental energy(calculated using 8 channel EEG) between an artist who engaged in a serious painting than a person who is simply doodling.Phew!I think by the end I finish this book I will turn into a nerd.

3 Creepers,David Morrel.

Another favourite author of mine.Mmm...like since after SPM.My first book of him is Desperate Measure(1994) and that is it.The end.So I think I break that hiatus now.I don't really search for his book in the mainstream bookstore but when I do,I'm dissapointed as I have to order,put on wait etc.As an update,I don't read it yet as I couldn't find a suitable whole night and morning to spend.For the record,now,by 1.00 AM I'm already tired.

4 Signature for Success:How To Analyze Handwriting And Improve Your Career,Your Relationship And Your Life,Arlyn J.Imberman.

Phew!Quite a long title for a boring and boring subject but yet I bought it as I think this kind of book is quite rare subject.Contain both semi practical and theory within and the author resume is quite fascinating as she provided graphology based human resources to many Fortune 100 companies.So,there is a gleam hope that this book will be an interesting one as it can tell a lot of subtle things of human personality.Wait.Mmm... maybe I can take it seriously as a hobby when I'm old and don't know what else can interest me but now?Nah!I'm pass on it.I'm obsess with woman now.No pun intended.

5 Baby Secrets:How To Know Your Baby's Need,Jo Tantum and Barbara Want.

I don't know.Maybe I bored.Maybe I felt horny to procreate that day as that is the only answer that I can provide to justify what my purchase means.Nonchalantly,it's a B+ book for me as the tone of word used is quite serious tone for my liking.It's like reading some kind of manual but straight to the point it manages to give me what I may interest.The topic on baby and crying.Believe me,this might be helpful in the future.

6 Babies,A Parent Guide To Enjoy Baby's First Year,Dr.Christopher Green.

Again.The main subject is baby(an crying).Mmm...I'm seriously horny that day but I think this is the most entertaining baby book I ever read.Informative yet quite honest in depth.He,the author being the male and the doctor really bring a new perspective about this overrated subject.At the introduction pages he said,just don't close this book yet and at the end I couldn't agree more.Yup.He is right.This book does bring something different to the table.Next book hunt,I'm all set for his book titled Toddler Taming.

7 Johnson Being A Dad.

A 60 pages book.I don't read it yet but wait.Should I just declared I'm triple horny that day?Should I will be alarmed that my paternal instict is start kicking in?Ouch!That kind a scary.Did I really need a wife?Or adopt a baby?On the second thought,I think this sensation will last as long as Desperate Housewives series.Don't frown on me.Believe me,one trip to Bukit Bintang and every worries will go.Hehehe.Now I want to blame that kakak cooking.

Quote Of The Day

"Every woman should have four pets in her life. A mink in her closet, a jaguar in her garage, a tiger in her bed, and a jackass who pays for everything. "

-Paris Hilton.

My Perfect Finale



his is my perfect finale for 2007.Eventhough I know I shouldn't but I nonchalantly want to say that I'm very proud of what I did.Aha!If you haven't learnt,this is what you get if you add a man and a vain but at least,at some point,I managed to achieve one of the item in my year resolution; donate blood 2 times.

It's true.I love to donate blood.At least that what I can do to help other Malaysian.It's weird but it feel so good to be able to help others in need without the burden knowing who the recipient is. No string attached.It's sincere from the bottom of err...if I'm allow to say it,my platlet.

My mother said that if I were to give blood,it must be remembered that the deed is done for a noble and altruistic cause and that is to help others in need.Not for bragging or whatever adjective or verb that synonym with it.On the other hand, medically speaking,I just found out an interesting “iron hypothesis” of blood donation that suggests a mild reduction in iron storage in the body would lower the risk of a heart attack.Well,isn't that a good symbiosis?You help others and then,voila, you can save yourself.

Whatever school of thought you choose to follow about the reason to donate blood,I still think that more Malaysian need to come forward to donate blood.Looking at the statistic,it's very alarming that it is only 0.12% of the population in the country or 12 in every 10,000 Malaysians that donate blood.Phew!

Before we receive,isn't that perhaps commendable if we give others first?

Malaysian!Please donate your infested cholestrol high blood(term and condition apply).