tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50602002145506713182024-03-18T22:06:14.672-07:00Catatan Seekor Lipaslipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.comBlogger353125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-45455470092169632382019-12-15T06:50:00.000-08:002019-12-15T06:53:58.901-08:00And so the cockroach returns......<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">Oh my... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">It has been quite a while, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">I think it has been six years, perhaps seven.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">Back then I that engineer on the verge of making the biggest bet in his life which was to jump into governance and politics while ditching the world of defence, business proposals and electronic circuits. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">So many things happened, dreams came true then they came crashing down, worked in two ministries served three ministers and went to places I never dreamt of going. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">Walked the corridors of power only to realise that even the caterer and cleaners walked it as well. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">I dived head-on into controversies, scandals, debates, live TV and radio shows. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">I saw the 4th Prime Minister became the 7th and I saw the house of cards fall right in front of me, it was mindblowing, the sort that you can't see or find on TV. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">Hit rock bottom, went sky high, hit rock bottom again, up and down like a wheel on a bus that goes round and round. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">Loved, lived and now in my little world. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">So why did I return to this place? Well, in uncertain times and moments where one is out of his comfort zone, he needs an activity that comforts him, some see a shrink, while others drink, for me, it is writing, it soothes me, it calms me, and it allows me to reflect on things. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">Writing allows me to put things into perspective like realising that I may be making too much of a deal on a minor setback. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">But I have to warn you (that is if there is any of you left reading this) that I am not the same Lipas that you knew me from before, I would like to say that I am wiser now, but that seems to be quite far fetched. I guess the best way to describe my transformation (if you could call that) is by sharing this moment I had upon arriving at Akihabara, Tokyo a couple of years ago. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">The younger Zaidel, upon arriving at Akihabara, the mecca of anime and manga, would shriek and lose his mind while shuffling through comic stores and maid cafes the entire evening taking selfies, photos and frantically updating the whole experience on social media. The Zaidel that showed up on that day though decided that after twenty minutes of walking, perhaps he would be better off visiting a jazz club in Shibuya. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">Now it's at the end of 2019, a challenging year, and as I am typing this, uncertainty, fear, discomfort and worry envelops me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">But worry not, I am also surrounded by love, happiness, joy and hope.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">I will write more soon, with more details, but for now just a quick update for you folks out there.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">This quiet apartment of mine is no longer filled with the smog of a pipe nor the scratching sounds of vinyl. The vinyl is still there, but the vibrations in the air have been replaced with the shrieking piercing cry of this little lump of absolute joy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">She is quite a gem I tell you, and for all the roller coaster ride that I went through in the entirety of 2019, she made it all worthwhile. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">So yeah I am okay, I am going to be okay, and you will too, and I can't wait to introduce her to you. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">Here is to more notes, thoughts and short stories, and if you too are as uncertain as I am now, feel free to come over and tell me all about it here.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;">Till then, talk to you later. </span><br />
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lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-3115098977580698272012-11-01T20:48:00.001-07:002012-11-01T21:21:17.249-07:00Bitter ExCarly Simon FTW <br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">She was working with a renown IT Company, coding, writing, managing projects for a bit. She was really good at what she did, though the long hours and weekend working slug, the usual stress is there but overall she's okay with it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">He was doing well as well,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">the corporate world loves him as she had always expected. Smart, well dressed, assertive, emanating leadership values, all those mumbo jumbo fancy terms you hear or read in motivational books. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Then she got pregnant. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">She was ecstatic, he was ecstatic. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Maybe it was motherhood instinct, maybe it was because he was doing so well, whatever it was she decided to stay home, nurturing and raising her little children, Nuraina 2.0 as she sees it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I'll learn how to bake, maybe I'll sell cupcakes online, bake Tiramisus and sell baby clothes through blogs and such. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Her Tiramisus are too sweet, her cupcakes looks horrid... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Now she's with two kids,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">and he is getting busier by the day, flying off to some outstation assignment. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Driving in her sedan, picking up Suhaila from school, dropping Uzail at some overpriced fancy islamic kindergarten.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Posting pictures of kids, babies and cookies on Facebook. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Listen about rants by other young mothers, latest hijab fashion, they call it hijab these days, watching Ustazah Bahiyyah on TV or listening to Fazillah Kamsah telling her how to be happy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Cheerful mom eh? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Happiness is this? Well partly it's this. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Once Suhaila and Uzail are tucked in, or whether Aiman is asleep or outstation, it is then when she slids out the XPS.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Mackbooks are for cookies, pictures and social thingiess... To look at cute things or baby crap. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">XPS.... Well XPS is for me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Logs into her VPN, then once she feels safe, logs into the chatroom...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">#El1t3kn1ghtz </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> <0r10nstar></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> says he has some real life shit to take care of </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Cupcakes?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Puddings was never her thing, PHP.... Now we're talking.... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">-to be continued- </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br /></span><br />lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-65815103594026102532012-02-27T08:28:00.001-08:002012-02-27T08:28:51.625-08:00Sinatra_ZI think....<br /><br />I need to reinvent.....lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-8562804062296254782012-02-05T11:13:00.001-08:002012-02-05T11:33:11.337-08:00Sinatra_Z - The Answer<span style="font-family:arial;">As the wind blows through the opened sliding door, caressing through the walls and waltzing around the hall, like a perfect dancing partner a sweet tingling sensation of the violin caresses the ambience...</span><br style="font-family:arial;"><br style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Hamzah Dolmat and Keroncong, </span><br style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;">sadly in the days where music is judged by what is seen rather than what is heard, this legendary Malay violinist shall never be known except by the obscure few who insists on listening to songs serenaded by those who are long gone. </span><br style="font-family:arial;"><br style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;">As he sits on that black leathered sofa, a rather muscular feature that stands out in this soothing surrounding, he lights his pipe...</span><br style="font-family:arial;"><br style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >"You do realise that thing can kill you..." </span><br style="font-family:arial;"><br style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;">With his eyes duly concentrated in making sure that he gets an even burn on the tobacco.... </span><br style="font-family:arial;"><br style=" font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:times new roman;">"My answer to this rather incovinient fact that you just mentioned is just as same as my concern towards your marital status..." </span><br style="font-family:times new roman;"><br style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">"Which is?"</span><br style="font-family:times new roman;"><br style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">"I don't really care" </span></span><br style="font-family: arial;"><br style="font-family: arial;"><br style="font-family: arial;">lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-26604646481743701082011-12-22T08:49:00.000-08:002011-12-22T09:03:20.097-08:00Sinatra_Z - 14 year old kidOn a flight to Jakarta there was this boy who sat by me,<br />he said hi, introduced himself and asked me from where did I came from.<br /><br />Now it was a KLM flight, it came from Holland and made a Transit in KL before landing in Jakarta. So the kid was somewhat curious to have a conversation with someone from a foreign land or something.<br /><br />I said I was from Kuala Lumpur.<br /><br />He was somewhat surprised, the pleasant sort of surprise.<br /><br />"Oh really? I'm from Kuching!"<br /><br />"Ahh that's nice, I was born in Kuching."<br /><br />After a brief history on why I was born in Kuching kid continued asking..<br /><br />"You go there for work mister?"<br /><br />"No, I'm going for a short holiday"<br /><br />"Wow really, me too, me and my family are going to visit my father's friend, he is a chinese guy who lives in Jakarta."<br /><br />"That's nice..."<br /><br />"You know, even though he is Chinese, he cannot use his name, because Indonesia don't like Chinese people, the last leader, Suharto dont like chinese so they say cannot all must throw the name. They a bit racist like that. Unlike Malaysia they don't want people from China to come and want the chinese to go back to China. So that's why ah they all don't speak chinese and there are very few Chinese people in Jakarta, my father's friend is one of the few of them there..."<br /><br />"How old are you kid?"<br /><br />"I am fourteen, why do you ask?"<br /><br />"Nothing I was just wondering...."<br /><br />I just couldn't bear to point out the irony that in a Dutch Airline, bound for Indonesia, we are two Malaysians conversing in English.<br /><br />On the flight back to Kuala Lumpur, I was surrounded by a family of Indonesian Chinese, going for a holiday to KL I think, siblings with babies and such, pretty noisy bunch, by which during entire flight, they all spoke Indonesian...<br /><br />I wanted to tell the kid that,<br />actually there are many Chinese in Jakarta, it's just that, Unlike in Kuching... In Jakarta you got to look really closely to tell the difference.<br /><br />But he's just fourteen.... I'll let him discover porn first...lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-9687433120186374232011-12-13T07:03:00.000-08:002011-12-13T07:12:19.644-08:00Sinatra_Z - HecticLIMA is over,<br />was an exhibitor there.<br /><br />Been sick the past 3 weeks or so,<br />hope to recover soon, which is why you don't see much update.<br /><br />Hope to start again writing soon.<br /><br />Anyway it's december,<br />time to reflect on the year, or in my case, time to take some time off to rest.<br /><br />Good Nightlipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-81307260848477820412011-11-24T07:33:00.000-08:002011-11-24T07:45:33.524-08:00Sinatra_Z - Spare me your SPAMS (BBM Users)I own a Blackberry,<br />a cheap curve 3G Blackberry, not that great. The rubber button on top which also is the MUTE button peeled off last month and since I had to press that button to Unlock this blackberry so I had to change the whole damn casing.<br /><br />And Since Blackberry us no Nokia the whole thing costs me about 160. One hundred bloody sixty for the cheapest blackberry 3G model.<br /><br />It's not that I can't afford a nicer model it's just that I'm cheap, so 160 pisses me off. Anyway, there was a bunch of casings to choose from and the shop owner suggested the original piece, but since I was going to blow some money over this might as well pick a casing that makes my blackberry look unique and lo and behold I pick a dark Blue casing.<br /><br />Dude was looking at me and asking me twice whether I was sure, and so I was very darn sure.<br /><br />And now I have a blackberry that looks like a blueberry and often people mistake it for a cheap handphone toy one may find at Giant Hypermarket Taman Permata.<br /><br />Blueberry Blackberry.<br /><br />But putting things aside, with it's price and crappy apps and OS I actually like my Blackberry and the chief reason for that is the Blackberry Messenger.<br /><br />Blackberry Messenger is like the nut in M&Ms, without it it's just like a clourful sweet chocolate, makes the difference between M&M and Smarties.<br /><br />But of course,<br />though I love the technology, like many things I just can't stand the bloody users.<br /><br />Imagine getting spams daily,<br />these days out of the 10 dings I get from my BBM 9 of them would be some retard spamming something crappy, either some advice coming from someone, a list of crappy jokes or just some retarded greetings like<br /><br />"Good morning my BBM frenszzzz Luv U allz 4eva!!"<br /><br />And it get's really bloody annoying,<br />when I get a Ping in the middle of the night, and fearing that perhaps a lonely hot chick may need some company in the middle of the lonely quiet night and all she can think of is me though that may be quite remote and as unlikely as a million rabid monkeys typing shakespeare over some parallel universe BUT IT MIGHT HAPPEN...<br /><br />Lo and Behold<br /><br />I get an asshole spamming me with advices on how to be a good man or insignificant news like dogs getting rabies on the testicles in rural china so authorities are clamping down on dog meat buffets.<br /><br />Please....<br /><br />No matter How awesome you might think that advice may be,<br />or the fact that if you forward this message to your friends you dreams will come true.<br /><br />Do me a favour..<br /><br />Spare me your SPAMSlipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-67571428030466699862011-11-24T03:39:00.000-08:002011-11-24T03:40:05.449-08:00Sinatra_Z - Dalam hati ada tamanKalau anda bandingkan antara ucapan yang dibuat dalam Bahasa Melayu dan Bahasa Inggeris untuk tajuk dan isi yang sama, anda akan dapati Bahasa Inggeris hanya memerlukan separuh dari masa yang diperlukan berbanding dengan Bahasa Melayu. <p>Ini adalah kerana dalam ucapan Bahasa Melayu banyak masa akan dihabiskan pada perenggan pembukaan yang biasanya berbunyi seperti berikut:</p> <p>“Assalamualaikum, Salam sejahtera, Salam Satu Malaysia, yang berusaha tuan pengerusi majlis, Encik Saapari Yakoop Deraman juga merangkap selaku tuan rumah kita pada hari ini. Yang Berhormat Dato Dr Tuan Haji Ahmad Supardi bin Dato Seri Tuan Haji Abu Hurairah, Adun bagi kawasan Gopeng Jaya, tak lupa juga yang berbahagia Tuan Haji Daud Deraman Misbun, Ketua Kampung Kepayang Hilir Simpang Pulai, Yang berbahagia Naib Ketua Kampung merangkap tok siak Masjid As Sobirin Kampung Kepayang Hilir, Cikgu Yeop Zambahari Kulop Udi, ahli-ahli Jawatankuasa kemajuan kampung, hadirin dan hadirat yang dirahmati sekelian. Syukur kepada Allah kerana dapat kita berkumpul pada hari ini untuk bersama-sama kita bersua dan memperbincangkan hal kemajuan kampung ini, namun sebelum saya meneruskan ucapan saya ini ingin saya memberikan serangkap pantun, Pulau Pandan Jauh ke…..”</p><p>http://www.freemalaysiatoday.com/2011/11/24/dalam-hati-ada-taman/<br /></p><p><br /></p>lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-46608267470721596452011-11-17T08:47:00.000-08:002011-11-17T18:00:04.863-08:00Sinatra_Z - Penat Tahap Polis Angkasa Gaban<span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Dalam alam cakerawala terutama dalam kawasan bima sakti terdapat banyaknya bintang-bintang dan kemungkinan bintang-bintang itu adanya planet mengelilingi mereka.<br /><br />Pabila adanya planet mengelilingi maka kemungkinan adanya kehidupan flora dan fauna di situ dan pastinya mereka hidup aman, damai dan sentosa.<br /><br />Namun lumrah makhluk ciptaan ilahi pastinya ada di antara mereka yang berhasat dengki, berhati busuk mahupun memang mempunyai niat jahat. Seringkali watak-watak makhluk yang membuat onar ini akan menganggu gugat ketenteraman awam sekitar alam cakerawala bima sakti.<br /><br />Mereka akan berpindah dari satu sistem ke sistem yang lain dengan niat untuk mengacau atau menakluki planet-planet berkenaan. Ada yang berniat untuk merosakkan semata-mata dan ada pula yang mahu menjadikan penduduk asal planet berkenaan sebagai hamba abdi.<br /><br />Gerombolan atau makhluk penjenayah jahat ini dikenali sebagai Raksaksa,<br />Sebelum ini oleh kerana jumlahnya kecil maka bumi belum pernah menerima ancaman raksaksa, namun sejak ekonomi bima sakti mula merosot akibat dari masaalah hutang dan kredit datangnya dari beberapa sistem di gugusan bintang Europa maka ramai makhluk yang menganggur mula beralih arah kepada jenayah.<br /><br />Apabila meningkatkatnya kegiatan haram ini pengaruh kejahatan dan kegelapan semakin meluas di pelusuk bima sakti, bumi yang sebelum ini aman, damai, sentosa dan boleh main layang-layang kini menghadapi ancaman raksaksa.<br /><br />Mujurlah, dalam sektor gugusan bintang mentari telah ditugaskan seorang pegawai polis angkasa yang berkaliber bernama Gaban. Saban hari Gaban yang tinggal di bumi akan menukar kepada pakaian perisainya dalam masa kurang dari 0.5 saat untuk menjaga keamanan bumi.<br /><br />Dengan bantuan Naga Gaban, motor terbang serta seorang setiausaha wanita, Gaban seringkali berjaya menghadapi cabaran-cabaran mendatang.<br /><br />Namun walau Gaban merupakan seorang anggota polis angkasa yang berketrampilan dengan begitu baik sekali, sehebat-hebat gaban sekalipun, perjuangan menentang raksaksa bukanlah mudah dan kadang-kadang Gaban juga merasa penat.<br /><br />Namun penat bagaimana sekalipun, acap mana Gaban merasakan sukar menghadapi cabaran-cabaran tertentu, namun semua tugasan dan halangan mesti diselesaikan dan diatasi kerana Gaban tahu kegagalan beliau berbuat demikian akan terus menerus menimpa nasib ke atas bumi.<br /><br />Maka begitu jualah semangat yang perlu kita ada,<br />walaupun penat sebagaimanapun, mahupun sibuk, perlulah ada semangat menyelesaikan masaalah dan menghadapi cabaran, anggaplah segala tugasan yang kita hadapi sebagai suatu tugasan yang amat penting bagi planet bumi sebagaimana Gaban juga.<br /><br />Sesungguhnya,<br />biarlah penat tapi puas.<br />Kalau nak penat, biarlah Penat Tahap Polis Angkasa Gaban<br /><br />Menyelsaikan masaalah, menjaga keamanan dan berjuang demi kebaikan sejagat, di bumi, di sistem suria, bima sakti dan alam cakrawala.<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lulCiY8BAhI" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe><br /><br />Ayuh, walaupun penat, walaupun sukar janganlah putus asa, marilah kita berjuang ke titisan akhir.<br /><br />Sesungguhnya penulis kini juga penat tahap Polis Angkasa Gaban....<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/t6_QJ6cg4G0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe><br /></span></span>lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-76962038443167226372011-11-15T08:00:00.001-08:002011-11-15T08:35:24.859-08:00Sinatra_Z - Soal Hati<span style="font-family:arial;">Sesungguhnya,</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Soal Hati itu bukannya mudah, sering kita selalu mendengar lagu-lagu sedih dan dendangan kekecewaan menyalahkan atau menanggap diri kita sebagai satu protagonis dalam sebuah drama yang hebat.<br /><br />Oh lihatlah, kata kita pada diri kita, apa salahku ataupun mengapa jadi begini, mangsa dalam keadaan yang kita sendiri tidak dapat mengawal.<br /><br />Akan tetapi,<br />inikan soal hati, masakan hendak kita menyalahkan atau kecewa, sedangkan soal hati sendiri pun tidak dapat dijangka.<br /><br />Kan mudah,<br />kalau hati mengikut kata otak. Akan tetapi manusia bukan begitu, kalau soal hati dapat ditadbir berdasarkan hukum logik dan akal, maka hilanglah roh hati berkenaan.<br /><br />Kadang-kadang ada terfikir jugak,<br />barangkali, secara tidak sedar, mungkin sebenarnya dalam di sudut hati suka bersendiri, keseorangan dalam gelap mendengar lagu-lagu berentak perlahan dan sekali-sekala bernafas keluhan pada diri sendiri.<br /><br />Walaupun terasa seakan sedih, tapi sebenarnya jauh di sudut hati merasa selesa sebergitu. Kerana sunyi dan sendiri, sebenarnya membolehkan diri bergerak tanpa banyak beban dan meneruskan perjalanan dengan bahu yang ringan.<br /><br />Orang selalu kata, "Tanya Sama Hati" Tapi........Hati kan selalu menipu diri sendiri.<br /><br />Jadi Beginilah,<br />saya tinggalkan anda dengan serangkap gurindam buat bekalan kemudian hari<br /><br />Tanya sama hati,<br />tapi hati selalu menipu diri,<br />Tanya sama Iman,<br />takut tak sanggup dengar jawapan,<br />tapi walau apa sekalipun,<br />jangan sesekali tanya Aiman...<br /><br />Sekian,<br />Selamat Malam<br /><br /><br /><br /></span>lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-10098645662571849872011-11-09T08:21:00.000-08:002011-11-09T09:14:12.268-08:00Sinatra_Z - Bintang di langit<div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>Karangan Bahasa Melayu</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Nama : Zaidel bin Baharuddin</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Kelas : 5 Berlian</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Tajuk : Bintang di langit. </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>Bila kita duduk di tengah padang,</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >pada waktu malam, mungkin kerana rasa perlukan angin segar ataupun melapangkan fikiran kita pun memandang ke atas.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Apabila memandang ke atas nampaklah bintang-bintang berkelipan dengan banyaknya sekali. Tapi kalau waktu itu bulan penuh dan terang maka susahlah, kerana cahaya silauan bulan akan mengenggelamkan kerlipan bintang-bintang. Ataupun katakanlah kita tinggal di tengah kota bercahaya yang terang benderang maka susah jugalah untuk kita melihat bintang. Ini adalah kerana cahaya lampu jalan, lampu rumah, lampu isyarat, lampu lintang stadium dan lampu neon kupu-kupu malam sedikit sebanyak mengenggelamkan cahaya bintang di langit.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Tapi kalau kita berada di kawasan gelap seperti di tengah sawah padi, di tepi laut ataupun di atas bukit yang tinggi yang mempunyai rumput yang hijau, di mana tiada di sekelilingnya tiadalah sumber cahaya buatan manusia seperti yang dinyatakan di atas, maka nampaklah kita akan bintang yang berkelipan dengan banyaknya di ruang angkasa. Jadi kalau anda pergi berkelah di Port Dickson atau di tepi Pantai Morib, cuba-cubalah untuk berjalan ke hujung pantai yang gelap dan mungkin kalau ada rezeki anda akan dapat melihat ribuan bintang berkelipan di angkasa raya diikuti dengan sahutan bunyi mergastua. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Tahukah anda walaupun kita nampak macam ianya berkelipan bersendirian, namun bintang, sebagaimana manusia bukanlah seperti apa yang dipandang dari mata kasar. Sebenarnya ada bintang di langit yang nampak seperti sebutir tapi sebenarnya berpasangan, namun kita tidak nampak dengan mata kasar kerana ianya terletak nun jauh di sana di suatu sudut Bima Sakti. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Bintang ini dipanggil bintang binari, ianya adalah sepasang bintang yang berpusing mengelilingi sesama sendiri, bagaikan merpati dua sejoli, contohnya bintang Spica yang kita lihat di langit sebenarnya adalah dua butir bintang yang berpasangan. Maka kalau nak diikutkan, bintang kita iaitu Matahari sebenarnya adalah bintang bujang yang masih lagi berseorangan belum menjumpai pasanganya. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Jadi kalau anda masih lagi bersendirian, janganlah terlalu sedih kerana ketahuilah, Mentari juga senasib dengan anda. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Adakah anda juga sedar yang cahaya, walaupun sangat laju, bukanlah selaju yang kita sering sangka. Sebenarnya, cahaya juga mempunyai had laju tersendiri, ianya tidaklah laju tidak terkira. Laju cahaya adala</span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">h 299 792 458 meter sesaat, ataupun 1 079 252 848.8 Kilometer Sejam. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" >Ini bermaksud, sekiranya anda berdiri sejauh Satu billion tujuh puluh sembilan juta dua ratus lima puluh dua ribu lapan ratus empat puluh lapan perluluhan lapan kilometer dari satu kebakaran, kemudian anda ternampak cahaya api, sebenarnya cahaya api kebakaran yang anda nampak itu adalah kebakaran yang berlaku satu jam lepas. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" >Sebagai contoh anda nampak kilat dahulu, kemudian baru kedengaran guruh, ini adalah kerana cahaya lebih laju dari bunyi. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" >Bayangkan ya, kedudukan antara bintang-bintang adalah begitu jauh antara satu sama lain, tersangatlah jauh menjangkaui berjuta-juta-juta-juta kilometer pun ada, ini bermaksud cahaya mengambil masa yang agak lama untuk bergerak dari satu bintang ke bintang yang lain. Maka cahaya kelipan bintang yang kita nampak pada malam ini, sebenarnya adalah cahaya yang telah lama bersinar, telah berlaku dahulu kala. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" >Sebagai contoh, bintang Spica tadi jaraknya dari bumi adalah sejauh 2459789922871008 Kilometer, jika dibahagi dengan kelajuan cahaya, ia bermaksud sebutir cahaya dari Spica mengambil masa sebanyak 260 tahun untuk sampai ke bumi. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" >Katakanlah, kita mempunyai teleskop dan berhampiran bintang Spica ada tinggalnya makhluk asing, dan kita ternampak melalui teleskop kita itu seorang makhluk asing sedang membuang air besar, dan kemudian ternampak tahi makhluk asing yang menggelikan itu, ketahuilah sebenarnya apa yang kita lihat adalah tahi yang telah dilepaskan pada 260 tahun yang lampau. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-size: medium; " >Semakin sensitif mata kita, atau kalau kita mempunyai alat yang boleh mengesan cahaya yang jauh lebih malap, atau yang boleh melihat dengan lebih jauh, maka semakin jauh ke masa lampau boleh kita lihat.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" >Maka apa yang kita lihat di langit adalah kejadian yang lepas, boleh dikatakan ibarat langit di waktu malam sebenarnya adalah satu buku sejarah yang maha besar, yang menceritakan kisah-kisah lampau dalam tulisan yang dinamakan cahaya. Malah kalau kita benar-benar memahami tulisan ini, dan mempunyai ilmu serta daya untuk mencari dan membacanya, mungkin kita boleh belajar tentang asal usul kita, bagaimana bumi lahir, bagaimana mentari lahir dan macam-macam lagi. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" >Sesungguhnya Allah telah memberikan kita suatu kitab yang amat besar yang mempunyai ilmu yang tidak terkiranya banyaknya, tidak terkira nilainya, tersembunyi di balik kegelapan cahaya malam, kitab itu namanya angkasa raya. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" >Alangkah baiknya kalau kita boleh membaca kitab ini bukan?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" >Selepas ini, saya yakin apabila anda berbaring di tepi lautan atau duduk di tengah padang melihat ribuan bintang berkelipan, anda akan pandang angkasa dengan suatu sudut yang lain. Suatu keindahan yang mungkin adalah terlalu hebat untuk minda kerdil kita ini benar-benar memahami, benar-benar menikmati dan benar-benar menilai.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><br /></span></span></div>lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-73657967907017674852011-11-09T06:14:00.000-08:002011-11-09T06:15:58.231-08:00Sinatra_Z - Hmm.......<div>Been pondering lately,</div><div><br /></div><div>Maybe this is one of those nights you know,</div><div><br /></div><div>where things get a wee bit quiet....</div><div><br /></div><div>Should I give up on her? </div><div><br /></div><div>I wonder.</div>lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-15553313693999014022011-11-06T09:27:00.000-08:002011-11-06T09:30:19.401-08:00Sinatra_Z - Cinta Dramatik Muslimin<div><b style="color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><i>Artikel ini merupakan tulisan mingguan ruangan saya di Free Malaysia Today (terbit setiap hari khamis)</i></b></div><div><b style="color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><i><br /></i></b></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3o6s7mJEZBrZNH5pLaBL3wWKv_JAKOkjB48qxYevN25_MwbvgElS4LX4ORVP5n0hh_sc_DLDsyXStOfse2sJdFrZrTikSe5lUWrcSjdC8QCeQZdpz2CAIyXnoProXi0sxs_LQxkhZ0BQ/s1600/Drama-Nur-Kasih-300x187.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 187px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3o6s7mJEZBrZNH5pLaBL3wWKv_JAKOkjB48qxYevN25_MwbvgElS4LX4ORVP5n0hh_sc_DLDsyXStOfse2sJdFrZrTikSe5lUWrcSjdC8QCeQZdpz2CAIyXnoProXi0sxs_LQxkhZ0BQ/s400/Drama-Nur-Kasih-300x187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671936396606793826" /></a><br /><p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Sejak meletupnya drama Nur Kasih maka tumbuh bagai cendawan suatu gaya penerbitan drama Melayu yang berkisarkan kisah cinta muslimin.</p><p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Mungkin kerana Maher Zain sudah menjadi kegilaan ramai anak-anak gadis yang impikan kekasih yang kacak, bersuara merdu, pandai berfesyen dan pada masa yang sama rajin ke masjid maka permintaan terhadap selera dan citarasa drama cinta semakin berubah.</p><p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Tidak lagi popular lelaki yang berpakaian ala barat menaiki motorsikal yang memberontak terhadap masyarakat.</p><p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Atau mungkin sejak Hana Tajima memaparkan gaya-gaya tudung berlipat-lipat yang menjadi ikutan orang ramai maka muncul suatu golongan ‘Muslimin Hipster’ atau ‘hijabster’ yang semakin hari semakin membesar, maka mereka memerlukan rancangan drama sebagai pelengkap gaya hidup baru ini.</p><p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><a href="http://www.freemalaysiatoday.com/2011/11/03/cinta-dramatik-muslimin/">Sambung baca di sini </a></p><p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><br /></p>lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-89829211098104588202011-10-27T02:33:00.000-07:002011-10-27T09:55:05.882-07:00Sinatra_Z - Trolololol-Update-<br /><br />pass midnight...<br /><br />It's about 1.8k, never thought it would be that popular.<br /><br />I should be very happy...<br /><br />But somehow I cant help but feel as melancholic as hell listening to Adele...<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LLoyNxjhTzc" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"></iframe><br /><br />Mungkin sebab malam Jumaat kot ;)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.freemalaysiatoday.com/2011/10/27/so-you-want-to-be-an-engineer/">So you want to be an Engineer </a><br /><br />Has just passed the 700 mark,<br /><br />and so I shall sing this song now<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2Z4m4lnjxkY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe><br /><br />Come on kids.... Sing with me... One more time!!lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-31353435292689056402011-10-22T22:11:00.000-07:002011-10-22T22:20:30.639-07:00Sinatra_Z - Imma TrollingCheck out my article at FMT folks <a href="http://www.freemalaysiatoday.com/2011/10/20/malaysian-first-when-convenient/">Malaysian when convinient </a><br /><br />Got some pretty angry response, especially from the typical rabid PR people that frequents FMT's liberal comment section.<br /><br />However at the same time,<br />the article has surpassed 450 recommendations,<br />Meaning, those comments don't really reflect reality.<br /><br />I'm supposed to write a respond, so here's a short one.<br /><br />"OOOoooo Butthurt.... LOLOLOLOLOL!!11!!!"<br /><br />But seriously...<br /><br />"It seems that the comment merely strengthens the article itsels, serving as a proof that indeed my hyphothesis is correct, especially many quickly jump to the gun of NEP and Policies when they seem to fail or refuse to acknowledge this part of the article..<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Thus the example above encompasses the massive irony of being Malaysian. Truth be told, many of us only want to be Malaysian only when it is convenient for us.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> We want to be Malaysian only when it comes to discussing the New Economic Policy, meritocracy or various other government policies. Though I agree to amending or scrapping some of them, it doesn’t really help much in terms of promoting a national identity. </span></span><p style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sure we do want to change this age-long affirmative action policies, but that is because we want a better economy and a system that works, we rather have a more efficient and effective method of wealth distribution that covers all Malaysians and secure a better future</span>. Getting a 7% discount when buying a house or participating in an open tender, though good for the economy, doesn’t really make Ah Chong and Ahmad closer. The answer lies in the citizens themselves.</p><p style="font-style: italic;"><br /></p><p style="font-style: italic;">and so I end this retort with a quote from one of my favourite online character, Master Chief<br /></p><p style="font-style: italic;">"LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!11!!!1"<br /></p><p style="font-style: italic;">Meh.... It's a Sunday, should commence on to my afternoon nap soon.<br /></p><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span>lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-13325138681855527832011-10-16T09:09:00.000-07:002011-10-16T09:43:02.734-07:00Sinatra_Z - What have I been up toRight folks, been very quiet around the blogs lately, well actually am quite active but only not in Catatan Seekor Lipas, actively writing elsewhere you can say.<br /><br />Anyway I got a new gig with Free Malaysia Today, I have a weekly column there, so far 3 articles are up.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyts8gY_eU5F7ECiltIs7FrEXlYwWXoWRPbd8wMWcpycPVE7-rwL38i-38kvxdO26tHg7WpDcTt1-ET9ee5nsWsjfglBoL0fXunMABZ7NF7jzRlgBFrkwudyYSXsIHkoLekic5DeX11RE/s1600/fmt2-logo.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyts8gY_eU5F7ECiltIs7FrEXlYwWXoWRPbd8wMWcpycPVE7-rwL38i-38kvxdO26tHg7WpDcTt1-ET9ee5nsWsjfglBoL0fXunMABZ7NF7jzRlgBFrkwudyYSXsIHkoLekic5DeX11RE/s400/fmt2-logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664123548701808162" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.freemalaysiatoday.com/2011/09/29/babyrina-and-four-witnesses/">Babyrina and Four Witnesses </a><br /><a href="http://www.freemalaysiatoday.com/2011/10/06/all-that-glitters-is-not-gold/">All the glitters is not gold </a><br /><a href="http://www.freemalaysiatoday.com/2011/10/13/multi-level-melayu/">Multi Level Melayu</a><br /><br />Then of course as been mentioned here before, I have this project going on with <a href="http://jshamsul.com/">J Shamsul </a>called WirawanWeb W//W<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2zwZu5LH-X6xAANB4liUBOQwSgEc48rf4_hpKvcZNlIoY6jG9EUlL_tE_VuUhVI2aVlPdlE1oTBLn-BCW96w0NnJroUvMNvyRLhsXx4f0t6z-POLmfIqyGIkiOXgjx87o6ytDnL5NOlg/s1600/ww-banner-300x250-whiteboard1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2zwZu5LH-X6xAANB4liUBOQwSgEc48rf4_hpKvcZNlIoY6jG9EUlL_tE_VuUhVI2aVlPdlE1oTBLn-BCW96w0NnJroUvMNvyRLhsXx4f0t6z-POLmfIqyGIkiOXgjx87o6ytDnL5NOlg/s400/ww-banner-300x250-whiteboard1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664124419090276754" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Now with our spanking new shiny page check us out at <a href="http://wirawanweb.com/">W//W </a><br /><br />Am also active with NRC11, an NGO that promotes nation building talks and various other social activies. Am a regular moderator at that Nation Building talks, I last moderated the talk with Prof Emeritus Tan Sri Khoo Kay Kim.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxDvYkSXmUah2WKXwLER1ZglOuTxbOByPSmg2394xEU9YGEb4j8LLy53SwoqDu6S0ciAFCmjTuSUPh7_8B-X926GXTevoXmXxD2hqn9tXizsaxeqrq9Rc9FTf_6Nuta9BQ73XqrLrFt0/s1600/nrc11_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 328px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxDvYkSXmUah2WKXwLER1ZglOuTxbOByPSmg2394xEU9YGEb4j8LLy53SwoqDu6S0ciAFCmjTuSUPh7_8B-X926GXTevoXmXxD2hqn9tXizsaxeqrq9Rc9FTf_6Nuta9BQ73XqrLrFt0/s400/nrc11_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664125489286377538" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Do check NRC11 out <a href="http://www.nrc11.com/">here </a><br /><br /><br />Then of course the usual gig of Teh Tarik Bersama YB with Zamiel Zukie and Uzaidi Udanis, the last one they had are the tourism talk and Teh Tarik with Dato Saifuddin Abdullah, deputy minister of higher education, pretty nice fellow.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4E27T46rIVpgbC3dIkBB2HJfYt2v7llWShrZjl6EgjgEcklYgyNxAAo-CNL0qMXJLwjbF8ngeRToBdvDxo1DGYTAp3bK_h43lf-b4Ma4MVcYtKSIPruoc5NyLX5bW5nHcgnmmEPNqn64/s1600/302255_10150833376130177_768145176_20943117_2052034245_n.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4E27T46rIVpgbC3dIkBB2HJfYt2v7llWShrZjl6EgjgEcklYgyNxAAo-CNL0qMXJLwjbF8ngeRToBdvDxo1DGYTAp3bK_h43lf-b4Ma4MVcYtKSIPruoc5NyLX5bW5nHcgnmmEPNqn64/s400/302255_10150833376130177_768145176_20943117_2052034245_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664126708927962482" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Check out <a href="http://www.facebook.com/groups/tehtarikbersamayb/">Teh Tarik Bersama YB </a><br /><br />Oh the other day Me and the two boys (UU and ZZ) got into Bernama TV to talk about New Media, kinda groovy<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCXHqbbAofN449bLuhSjKgBjrFtuaoCa_uRm9i_S51u-2PgPfp9Brxiu6wcP9diL8vk3kTuLBXlVMG_sU0MwOYDyJ0fBIsMMuvKaqH7V8iMC3V7lbxr728KctmYtambAd5CrOZcu7r3BQ/s1600/313826_2047144574595_1123832927_31830808_1448552681_n.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCXHqbbAofN449bLuhSjKgBjrFtuaoCa_uRm9i_S51u-2PgPfp9Brxiu6wcP9diL8vk3kTuLBXlVMG_sU0MwOYDyJ0fBIsMMuvKaqH7V8iMC3V7lbxr728KctmYtambAd5CrOZcu7r3BQ/s400/313826_2047144574595_1123832927_31830808_1448552681_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664128444876687618" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is the only picture I got. Meh....<br /><br />Oh and old articles of mine from The Malaysian Insider can be seen <a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/opinion/columnist/zaidel-baharuddin">here</a>...<br /><br />Of course,<br />the Political stuff that I do... Well many of em, by which one of them having me inhaling some tear gas, boy do they taste good in your throat..<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnTN_bKUI_dNRZf78kb-eph9BmDhTQ4FfqqGHa21K_jQ6ZSxlyPfN99rw1aTGg3DpRaZNqLkuCT_UhA3iV09gO978io19qcCFi5xIYC0VMKlN26WdwJLuuaa7m36CPoBqsFnwCkktbDps/s1600/263069_10150715885650177_768145176_19644616_7351207_n.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 347px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnTN_bKUI_dNRZf78kb-eph9BmDhTQ4FfqqGHa21K_jQ6ZSxlyPfN99rw1aTGg3DpRaZNqLkuCT_UhA3iV09gO978io19qcCFi5xIYC0VMKlN26WdwJLuuaa7m36CPoBqsFnwCkktbDps/s400/263069_10150715885650177_768145176_19644616_7351207_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664129350432892130" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And I guess that's about it folks...<br /><br />Oh wait what?<br /><br />Kahwin?<br /><br />Hahahahaaa.... Itu lambat lagi kot....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVnAZIrcMelejq6eEvSZS2n_EiTyC_3zR2PuZ5JMR2MBTJZ5A6qRe1_4K6RxEQghWCrNVAuCmzJegaIWMoeXPvC8R_h5YnclXF6FTHUhMZXMv0fTqPEjuzh4csR7zT1y98onIp1zNjkRc/s1600/223043_10150569870460177_768145176_18330341_8163033_n.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVnAZIrcMelejq6eEvSZS2n_EiTyC_3zR2PuZ5JMR2MBTJZ5A6qRe1_4K6RxEQghWCrNVAuCmzJegaIWMoeXPvC8R_h5YnclXF6FTHUhMZXMv0fTqPEjuzh4csR7zT1y98onIp1zNjkRc/s400/223043_10150569870460177_768145176_18330341_8163033_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664129889972246882" border="0" /></a><br /><br />That's my bro by the way...<br /><br />Anyway,<br />catch me on twitter via <a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/sinatra_z">@Sinatra_Z</a><br /><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"><img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /></span></span><br />And now I shall leave you with this....<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PRut2PL9rk4" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"></iframe><br /><br />Till Then<br /><br />Good Night Folks....lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-68337551454408725132011-10-04T09:24:00.000-07:002011-10-04T09:41:11.384-07:00Apo Kono Eh JangEden tak tahulah kalau ado laie dio baco blog den ni,<br />Den harap dio bacolah, lama tak dongar kabau, marah kat eden ko? Kalau tak suko cakaplah, takpolah eden buleh terimo seadonyo, iyolah kito bukan artis, tak hensem macam Hans Isaac, eden paham lah tu.<br /><br />Nak kato eden makan tak konyang, eh konyang jugak, bertambah pinggan ado laie, mandi tak basah tu ado la sikit tapi tu sobab lambat bangun nak poie kojo, mandi kambing la, tidur tak lena tu takdo laie sampai terbabas tido tu adolah.<br /><br />Tapi ado lah..... Eden toringat malam-malam gini, risau, katonyo ado masaalah,<br /><br />Harapnya tak sampai sini sajolah, den raso sonyum den lebarnya lobih bilo dongan dio.....<br /><br />Jadi sobagai mengonangkan dio yang ilang ontah poie mano, ontah2 poie Mekah buek haji, mano la tahu, eden ingin mendedikasikan lagu ni khas buek dio.<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TWBSYm9Enf8" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe><br /><br />Haaa tengok kau, bertapa letupnya Milah gadis kampung berbaju pink ittew diikuti dengan kehenseman jang dengan pakai spek pasar malam sepuluh hengget.<br /><br />Nak kata hensem ni takdelah sangat, tapi kalau sekadar hensem macam Jang dalam lagu ni, rasonyo ado tu...<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/io0uqrp9dco" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe><br /><br />Selamat Malam.....lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-12498410946860904632011-09-25T08:24:00.000-07:002011-09-25T08:56:32.903-07:00Sinatra_Z - Lagu Lama, Nilai LamaMasa saya sekolah rendah dulu, lebih kurang darjah tiga dengan darjah empat,<br />budak-budak sebaya masa tu tergilakan lagu Untukmu Ibu nyanyian kumpulan Exist.<br /><br />Masa tu mamat penyanyi kumpulan tu,<br />kemudia bila masuk darjah 5 dan darjah 6 zaman KRU pulak,<br />Norman, Edry dan Yusri habis menguasai ruang udara radio dan budak-budak semua menyanyi lagu Awas dan sebagainyalah. Meriah.... 4U2C dan Fiona lama sangat, tu zaman kakak saya.<br /><br />Yang peliknya, waktu budak-budak gilakan Exist dan nyanyikan lagu Untukmu Ibu, saya terbeli kaset warna hijau putih dekat pasar malam, lagu-lagu P Ramlee dan sangat gilakan nyanyi lagu <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Bila Mama Pakai Celana</span> dengan<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> Dengar Ini Cerita</span>.<br /><br />Kemudian masa AWAS tengah meletup saya beli kaset Louis Armstrong dan di hujung kelas saya nyanyi lagu <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Skokkian, What a Wonderful World, When The Saint's Go Marching In dan Moon River</span>. Memanglah lagu tu lagu zaman dulu kala tapi saya baru dengar kali pertama jadi rasa macam meriah gila la.<br /><br />Waktu tu saya je yang macam lain sikit,<br />dan satu-satunya kawan yang boleh layan saya dengar lagu-lagu aneh waktu tu ialah Ali Akbar, ketua pengawas. Dia memang minat muzik. Jadi semenjak dulu, saya memang suka benda-benda lama, terutama lagu dan gaya fesyen lah. Waktu budak-budak minat gila seluar Jun Saito dan Alien Workshop saya rasa teringin nak pakai suit kelabu, topi dan tie biru muda macam Frank Sinatra pakai dalam gambar album dia.<br /><br />Jadi memang sejak dari dulu, minat dekat benda-benda lama ni membuatkan saya ni agak "lone ranger" sikit. Tapi saya tak risau sangat, kalau sekadar lagu-lagu dan gaya je apalah sangat, bukannya kesunyian mana pun, kawan masih ramai, minat masih sama dan sebagainya. Boleh dikatakan saya masih lagi agak <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"Main Stream"</span><br /><br />Tapi kan,<br />saya selalu ingat, yang sesetengah perkara masyarakat akan simpan dan hargai walaupun zaman berlalu, iaitu budaya dan adat resam termasuklah nilai-nilai lama. Benda-benda macam, hormat menghormati, resam padi makin tunduk makin berisi, nilai-nilai moral dan keugamaan. Saya ni tidaklah alim mana, jauh sekali, tapi saya masih kekal pegang kepada nilai-nilai Islam dan masyarakat melayu, nakal tu adalah tapi tidaklah jahat.<br /><br />Tapi sekarang ni bila tengok,<br />dulu tukang tadah tangan baca doa dekat perhimpunan sekarang steady dengan JD dalam tangan, anak murid kesayangan cikgu yang terkenal dengan sifat keislaman dengan selamba kesana-kemari sampai buat benda saya pun tak jangka boleh jadi.<br /><br />Suddenly sleeping/drinking/screwing around becomes normal....<br /><br />Ini apahal lah ni?<br />Tak lelaki tak perempuan, tudung ke tak tudung ke apa kejadahnya,<br /><br />Aku sorang je ke,<br />bukan dulu masa sekolah dan sebagainya aku ke sepatutnya yang nakal?<br /><br />Biarlah,<br />kalau nak jadi arus perdana atau "main stream" ialah untuk meninggalkan nilai-nilai yang kita telah diterapkan semasa membesar, saya lebih rela duduk di hujung dan menyanyikan lagu Louis Armstrong. Mungkin dalam perjalanan yang tampak macam sunyi ni, saya akan jumpa beberapa kawan dan rakan, yang boleh sama-sama duduk sekali layan zaman-zaman yang telah lama berlalu.<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SzJY96m3lkg" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe>lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-48748587744890539042011-09-15T10:42:00.000-07:002011-09-15T10:58:25.511-07:00Sinatra_Z - The IncidentTonight it's the red BEN,<br />the one without the power steering, came back from his barbecue suddenly an SMS came into my phone.<br /><br />At first I thought it was one of those tea drinking sessions in Desa,<br />Sh, Limau, Joe and the rest were probably plotting with a cup of teh o ais in their hand while we, quietly enjoy those great barbecue meat that he had always cooked.<br /><br />Regardless of the subversive nature of our barbecue it was actually a good day. My article cam out in the portal, stoked some big attention arguing about the usage of Allah. Many-many angry comments which naturally makes me quite turned on by it but also many-many more quielty supporting it.<br /><br />"Thank god, someone like you stood up for us" or "Nice argument bro, we need more people like you"<br /><br />Being nice was no longer the option, time to burn right in front of their face, be it what they may call me but that's how I do it.<br /><br />Then of course, the SMS came in.<br /><br />"The Church in Taman Melawati got torched, some unknown assailants was seen throwing molotov cocktails into the compund."<br /><br />Carefully drove down, hoping that this was a minor incident, perhaps maybe just a door or a window got burned. But it was not so, it was the real thing, with smokes and glass broken, the whole compouned was burned badly.<br /><br />"This is a protestant church for crying out loud, not only are these idiots stoking some serious shit but they hit the wrong #*&(*#&$$(* Church, how dumb can they be?"<br /><br />I parked my car,<br />called on Joe to get some confirmation and just stood at the side of the building. Quite some distance, and from afar I can see the three of them looking on the burning church, then her family came.<br /><br />There I was sending messages to some of the boys saying<br /><br />"Holy crap shit has hit the fan."<br /><br />Speechless as ever, though I still stood firm on my beliefs yet can't help but feel really really bad inside of me.<br /><br />After an hour plus and once I saw them going off, with smokes rising and firemen clearing up the scene I wen't back.<br /><br />Then I saw the update<br /><br />"A Church in Taman Melawati got torched today, unknown assailants came in and broke the window, Salam 1 Malaysia"<br /><br />The the most Ironic part is that,<br />on the chat we talked about the article I wrote and how gung ho I was in defending what was right.<br /><br />And Ironically, that night, that churched was torched.<br /><br />I hardly have any Drama in my life,<br />but this..... well this is quite something.<br /><br />And so,<br />I emailed my Editor.lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-53657207017955591952011-08-27T10:49:00.001-07:002011-08-27T10:49:47.683-07:00Sinatra_Z - My first ever raya adMy first ever hari raya ad video, first try yo, amacam ok tak?
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<br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lEh-005GVmw" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" width="560"></iframe>lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-3407346393258205092011-07-20T08:52:00.000-07:002011-07-20T10:01:50.872-07:00Hero, Heroine and VillainsIt was one of those usual Teh Tarik sessions we had, UU explained about this new gig that they're doing, people listen and after the usual on the fly documentation which is somewhat similar to a Multi Level Marketing meetup, naturally of course, like how rojak goes well with cendol, after the serious business we move on to the talking cock session.<br /><br />Catching up, cracking jokes and the usual glances at some hot leggy chick that walks by, it was the usual hangout night with good friends atmosphere, standard. However, in between the jokes and friendly insults, one particular thing did caught my attention and it was when UU described what it means to be a Hero, a Heroine and a Villain. You see UU and ZZ recently went to this script writing course in FINAS and in one of the classes they had to define on what it means to be the main characters in a Malay movie. To sell a script you need to have a good story and to have a good story you need good characters.<br /><br />Let me rephrase that again, to sell a script you need a story that people will buy and to have that you need characters that can easily be commercialised. The best way to sell a character of course is something that one can always relate to, or at least have the fantasy of relating. So before UU and ZZ start writing their best selling multi million dollar script, first they have to define on what it means to be a Hero, a Heroine and a Villain in the context of a Malay movie and this is what they came up with.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HERO</span> - Someone who does stupid things (buat kerja bodoh), doing things the hard way or a person who does non sensible things. For example, let's take Rambo, in Rambo 4, Rambo went into the jungles of Myanmar facing a battalion of Burmese soldies because some missionary christian chick (who probably practices abstinence) touched his hand and that's it. Rambo masuk hutan, Rambo bunuh askar Burma, Awek terkejut tengok darah, awek nangis, awek peluk boyfriend dia, Rambo kecewa, Rambo balik kampung, THE END. How about Malay movies, look at almost all of P Ramlee movies, Kassim Selamat goes blind for love, Hang Tuah is the epic idiotic noble warrior while Sarjan Hassan goes deep in the Jungle waging a guirella war with the occupying Japanese for the sake of... Err... British colonisers.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HEROINE</span> - A dreamer, loves fantasy and at the same time hard headed. She must marry and love that mat rempit, that lorry driver, she must not succumb to the pressure of her parents who although gives quite solid and sensible arguments, just don't understand the meaning of true love. She will wait patiently (Sabar) for that irresponsible husband/boyfriend who will someday, through the power of prayers, return on to the right path and 'insaf'. Eg Nur Kasih, in the drama her husband didn't love her, was forced to marry her, ran away, married an Australian chick, things don't go well with that chick so he ran back to Malaysia, had an affair with Nur without telling her that he's married, left his sick australian wife because he can't stand her, then there's this huge load of drama and somehow through the power of prayers and love, husband get's back with Nur, became pious and his Australian wife dons an Obedient Wives Club outfit and conviniently dies of cancer, which is somewhat a blessing for Nur.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">VILLAIN</span> - Someone who is sensible, realistic and pragmatic. Joker in Dark Night thought hey why do I work hard when I can just rob some money and be rich quickly, saving Gotham? Why so serious? They couldn't give a crap about you anyway. Darth Vader thought the best way to unite the universe is to obliterate all annoying rebelling systems while Hang Jebat thought why in the world should I listen to this stupid Sultan when I can take over his place, after all I am invincible thanks to Taming Sari. Why should I listen to the king when I can be king!<br /><br />It made perfect sense to me and for a moment UU was like that travelling poet who tells far off stories and legends, he was like a wandering philosopher who gives out wisdom after years of meditation in some remote mountain, for a moment I had an ephiphany.<br /><br />You see, these defenition, these characters dont only exist in movies, they actually exists in real life. Though not as clear as in the movies, these characters exists around us and chances are we are playing that role. Now I'm not going to write some long winded in depth argument regarding this matter, however I would like to present you this simplistic scenario as a conclusion.<br /><br />The Hero is that person who keeps on pursuing for some idealistic cause, he keeps doing things the hard way on chasing his love because he thinks that through chivalry and hard work she will finally see his true quality, while on the other hand this heroine who keeps falling for that guy who is a douche and keeps cheating on her because she believes that deep in his heart there is good. While the villains are the ones that these two characters fall for, they're not neccescarily bad or evil it's just that it's nice for him to have a chick who cares and adores him while on the female side, she thinks that it's nice having free meals at fancy restaurants while having someone listen to you complain about things.<br /><br />Of course, love isn't the only way to represent these characters, you can translate it into work, society or any sort of social engagements. But since we're talking about Malay dramas and movies, I thought that perhaps this scenario would be the best that we can relate to.<br /><br />And so, as I facepalm thanks to this realisation of mine, I bid you good night, godspeed and of course the usual Dream A Little Dream of Me.lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-10714362922872969282011-07-01T22:47:00.000-07:002011-07-01T23:57:00.690-07:00PATRIOT - MANIFESTO<span style="font-family:arial;">Assalamualaikum, salam sejahtera dan salam perpaduan, terima kasih kerana sudi meluangkan beberapa minit dalam tempoh masa kehidupan anda untuk membaca penulisan ini. Sesungguhnya kami serupa dengan sebahagian besar rakyat Malaysia yang cintakan keamanan dan kesejahteraan. Namun begitu kami akan tetap turun pada tanggal 9 Julai 2011 pada jalanan dengan berbaju merah, berarak dan berhimpun di kotaraya Kuala Lumpur dengan membawa nama Patriot. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Pastinya ada yang mempersoalkan kewajaran untuk diadakan himpunan Patriot ini terutama apabila demonstrasi jalanan bukanlah hasrat segenap golongan besar rakyat Malaysia.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Tuan-puan sekelian, memang kalau diikutkan langsung tidak mahu kami mengadakan perhimpunan ini, kami juga seperti sebahagian besar rakyat malaysia sudah bosan dengan permainan politik dan lebih rela sekiranya mereka yang dipilih, pemimpin dari segi kerajaan pusat mahupun negeri lebih menumpukan terhadap kerja, membangunkan negara. Namun suka atau tidak, dimulakan dengan September 16 satu-persatu drama politik cuba ditimbulkan tidak habis-habis. Malah sehingga masaalah peribadi juga cuba diheret dan dibawa ke jalanan, panggilan reformasi dan perjuangan yang digunakan untuk berselindung dan menyorok cita-cita dan masaalah peribadi pemimpin yang rakus. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Maka pada waktu ini, tatakala pelbagai cabaran menyusul satu lagi pentas drama cuba dibawa ke arus perdana. Diadakan himpunan yang dinamakan Bersih,konon untuk pilihanraya yang bersih dan adil. Tapi aneh, hanya diadakan himpunan ini setelah kalah berturut-turut dalam pilihanraya kecil. Kali terakhir diadakan bersih adalah tahun 2007 sebelum Pilihanraya UMUM dan tidak pernah pula dibawa masaalah pilihanraya sewaktu golongan tertentu memenangi pilihanraya kecil berturut-turut.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Sebenarnya dah terang lagi bersuluh, himpunan bersih hanyalah suatu himpunan politik yang berselindung di bawah nama demokrasi, keadilan dan kesaksamaan. Sesungguhnya ianya tidak lain tidak bukan hanyalah permainan politik sebagaimana permainan politik sewaktu september 16 dahulu, mereka perlu menimbulkan prasangka, menimbulkan kacau bilau untuk menyorokkan masaalah politik yang tidak-tidak habis membelenggu diri sendiri. Masakan pemilihan parti sendiri pun kacau bilau, apa hak untuk mengajar orang lain membuat pilihanraya, paku dulang paku serpih mengata orang dia yang lebih. Mereka mahu laba politik dari himpunan ini, sebab itu enggan diadakan di Stadium yang jauh lebih baik dan aman kerana kesannya yang tidak ketara tidak seperti di tengah-tengah bandaraya Kuala Lumpur. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Hari ini kami telah muak, bosan, menyampah lagi jelak melihat golongan kecil ini, golongan minoriti yang hanya kerana mereka lantang dan bising cuba untuk merampas halatuju negara. Golongan kecil ini yang turun ke jalanan untuk mendapat laba politik melalui liputan antarabangsa, golongan tak habis-habis bermain politik kerana kegagalan dalam mentabir, sudah tiba masanya untuk mereka diberitahu, dengan tegas dan lantang, bahawa masa untuk berdrama, mendesak dan menekan sudah tamat, bahawa kali ini majoriti senyap "silent majority" tidak akan berdiam lagi. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Maka kami memanggil semua untuk sama-sama turun pada tanggal 9 haribulan julai ini, mereka yang sudah muak dan jelak golongan ini yang tak habis-habis berdrama dan menyusahkan orang ramai. Menyatakan bahawa BUKAN golongan yang paling kuat berbunyi dan memekik adalah mereka yang sepatutnya menentukan paksi, Patriot mahu suarakan kehendak dan pendapat majoriti rakyat Malaysia, tunjukan bahawa kali ini, rakyat malaysia tidak akan berdiam diri lagi. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">PATRIOT - Rakyat yang cintakan negara, berhimpun dan berkumpul untuk menyatakan bahawa cukuplah! Sesungguhnya kali ini, suara majoriti yang setelah sekian lama sunyi tidak akan berdiam diri lagi.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family:arial;" >Kampung terbakar nampak asapnya, hati terbakar siapa yang tahu.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Mari kita sama-sama membawa bara merah di ibu negara pada Julai ini dan jangan benarkan golongan kecil ini merampas suara Malaysia.</span>lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060200214550671318.post-83927239669781656612011-06-10T06:21:00.000-07:002011-06-10T06:22:10.144-07:00Sinatra_Z - WTF??<iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BQGstfbDUhw" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"></iframe>lipandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064386587405503221noreply@blogger.com1