Isu yang mudah diselesaikan.. kita adalah sebahagian dari kehidupan..

Banyak masalah di dunia ini berpunca dari rasa`ketepencilan' yang dianggap melampau atau keterlampauan., sengaja atau tidak disengajakan. Adakah ini merupakan lumrah kehidupan atau hanya satu persepsi diri yang selalunya susah nak dipraktik dan diluahkan?

Sebenarnya ada banyak peristiwa yang boleh dikupaskan dan mengambil semangat penampakan yang saya sebutkan tadi. Tapi blog saya bukan merupakan blog yang serius yang boleh dijadikan `bahan rujukan aktiviti ilmiah' tetapi sekadar lontaran `ilham yang terasa' sewaktu hendak bangun dari tidur. Jadi agak memadai dengan kupasan dari dua peristiwa ini.

Former Universiti Malaya vice-chancellor Datuk Rafiah Salim describes the way the Higher Education Ministry treated her as "sedikit kurang ajar" (somewhat disrespectful).

Isu yang dibawa oleh bekas VC Univeristy Malaya sebenarnya ada persamaan dengan peristiwa `Mumbai siege.' Isu Rafiah adalah isu `keterpencilan' dari sudut diri atau hal peribadi. Apa selama ini setelah sekian lama duduk di Malaysia masih lagi tidak memahami dengan budaya kerja orang Malaysia kita? Unsur `manusia' tidak ada dalam kamus etika perkhidmatan di Malaysia, baik di peringkat bawah mahupun di peringkat atas. Tetapi dalam pada itu `unsur kemanusiaan' merupakan yang sangat di titik beratkan.`Apa peduli' atau `peduli apa' merupakan ungkapan kata yang selalu diperkatakan dalam diam diam. Kita hanya akan mengambil peduli apabila sesuatu perkara itu dihebohkan. Ini hal kemanusiaan. Tapi dalam banyak perkara, kalau tidak dihebohkan, ianya adalah sangat bertepatan dengan hal seseorang itu sebagai manusia. Lantas diucapkan, `hanya Allah sahaja yang Mengetahui.' Tapi tanpa usaha berubahkah kita?

Jadi dalam diam atau dengan berdiam diri, ramai kita menjadi mangsa kepada `isu keterpencilan' ini. Sebagi menggambarkan `bersatu kita maju, dan bercerai kita lesu' tidak hairanlah berlakunya peristiwa `Mumbai seige' yang mana selepas ini usaha ke arah pembaikan dasar akan dilakukan. Begitu juga dengan hebohan Datuk Rafiah ini, usaha ke arah pembaikan pentadbiran perlantikan akan dilakukan. Isu Rafiah adalah isu pentadbiran yang mana amalan nya memang sudah begitu sekian lama. Datuk Rafiah membawa soal kerjanya dan persepsi cucu terhadapnya dikemudian hari..hahah..Saya merasakan ini soal remeh, dan sudah tentu ramai yang akan mentertawakannya. Jika dibandingkan dengan pengalaman Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim, `what she experienced is nothing compared to what other successful leaders has suffered.' Nelson Mandella is another good example of `humanity' and `human' atau `manusia' dan `kemanusiaan.'

Dalam diam dan berdiam diri kita akan dimusnahkan. Bersatulah dalam bentuk yang bersesuaian dan diterima supaya isu `manusia' akan mendapat pembelaan yang sepatutnya.

Mumbai seige...A complex world, a simple answer..

For once, being heartless and ruthless is a virtue. It is a teaching from the Indian soil, city of Mumbai. It is an event void of anything that can be regarded as whether I am for or against the taking over of the Taj Hotel in Mumbai by the terrorist. To me, the event is a manifestation of mental tyranny of manipulation of the terrorist and the soldiers. Both sides just don't value human lives. They just killed each other and enjoy the blood shed. No rooms given for talking and negotiating. They are just ruthless and heartless. Solution is none other than shoot or being shot, to kill or being killed. A complex world with a simple answer. In that sense, are they not being tyrannical? It is an irony, such a majestic hotel with 400 rooms, and not even a single room being spared for negotiation. No wonder they have come out with the phrase, `the rich, the famous, and the evil.'

Goodbye to yesterday..Welcome to Tomorrow..

Boleh dikatakan hidup saya sentiasa di kelilingi oleh pelajar pelajar umur antara 19-22 tahun dan dari seluruh negeri di Malaysia ini. Senyuman mereka, suka dan duka mereka, merupakan lumrah kepada saya dan tidak boleh tidak perlu memahami apa yang berlegar di sebalik emosi tersebut.

Yang datang dan yang pergi, sudah tidak terkira ramainya. Saya hanya mampu berdoa semoga mereka berjaya dalam apa jua lapangan mereka ceburi. Dan juga di doakan mereka berjaya dan bahagia dalam menghadapi liku-liku kehidupan..

Who am I...still the old me..?

Still has that inferiority complex in me? Hope it is only a left over. Before, I am somewhat shy when found in the company of others. This feeling is usually felt after reading other person's blog especially from those who are perceived as successful. What they say, the pictures shown, are sensed as better than I am. That is the initial reaction I got. Poor me. Luckily my developed six sense quick to realise the thought irregularities and quickly come to the rescue. The blog contents of others might appear humble and down to earth, but the hidden message picked by my six sense is not meant to be like that. It is a show off in the subtlest form that reader can't realise it and thus many tend to fall for what has been literally said and shown. I think that causes the inferiority complex in me. For a moment, I have been taken for a ride. But when I have my senses back, I am no longer that old me, instead I can feel the resurgence of a flow of new strength in me and ready to take the world again.

Seeing things with the big eyes..

It is a very small world indeed. It is a world very much to our own. I started it and I close it. Nobody helps to start it and nobody helps to close it. That is our world, a world of little and small appreciation. Generally, people don't see things with their `small eyes.' Life does not work that way. It always begin with the `big eyes' meaning we can't see the smaller aspect of someone appreciation for something until something happened. Is that weird?

I once has an obsession of appreciating pictures that depict life in its `loner' aspect rather than the `together' aspect. In the magazine of `Life,' their editorial philosophy is to portray life where there is no sharing. And to drive home the point, pictures of President Kennedy, President of Lyndon B Johnson and others are shown in a such a manner that depicts life they are experiencing is not being shared by others. `Lonely at the Top' that is the title given to the picture of President Kennedy looking outside from his oval office window. And there are sequence of pictures shown title `moment of death' depicting a rebel being shot by a firing squad and to this minute I can still remember the pictures vividly.

Thus the word `appreciation' has a connotation of the `small eye.' There are eyes that roam the world but it does not stop at anything or anywhere until the small eye catches or see something. And when it stops, it is no more seeing things with the big eyes, but you have found love in what the small eyes see. That is appreciation and could be an obsession. It is also the beginning of a life centered to oneself. You might experience happiness or sadness. That is what life is all about. Take it and you can't leave it!

Today and where is tomorrow..?

When I was a small boy, my focus is on things I love to play with. Is it love, is it sheer curiosity of a boy at that age that makes me do what as a boy naturally bent to do. I could not really recall `those feelings' that I possess when I was a small boy. I just leave it to the wind where to fly me, so to speak. But what I can remember best about me is that I never complain on things I should have done either being asked or just doing it for the sake of doing it.If I were to borrow today's phrase and fit it with my behaviour then, I am very much my own man or `boy' in anything and on everything. All in all, being a boy, I am obedient, and don't have the slightest idea of the years ahead in terms of higher education and happy life. I just live by the day and tomorrow, not next week, or next month.

Being what I am now, I just don't know what has gone wrong with my upbringing and my previous life. Looking back all those years, and looking at where and what I am now, I never thought it is going to be like this. In short, I am quite successful compared to my other brothers and sisters. And I am really a shock to my father and my mother.

As I have said just now, being one's own self and not easily influenced by the environment and friends, despite lacking in ambition and effort, one can still make it provided one has a good heart and kindness. With the characteristics of kindness and good heart, it is going to be an open sesame to the knowledge at large and infinite. Knowledge knows not what is tomorrow, because it is here now and today. As for tomorrow, it would take care by itself.

No time to wait..Keep moving..

Everyday I shall be telling myself to keep on moving. It is your move not their move. It is your steps not their steps. It is your destiny not their destiny. So don't look at anything that can keep you from missing the track but keep on moving. Don't stop at any body's smile that seem to distract your attention as to where you want to go. They smile but the smiles are envious of the big move you have already been making. Some indulge in conversation that is not participative or interactive. They are very much on the other side of the fence. They do not see you. So why wait and pretend to share, just keep on moving and the reward is just around the corner.

Peace of Mind..

When come to riches, we don't stop at anything. But remember among those `anything,' our precious moment of peace of mind can be in jeopardy. How could we differentiate an event that can be construed as a factor to disturbing our peace and thus brings us to mental chaos? An interesting question right? But are the answers easy too?

At whatever age a man is, as long there is life in us, the risk of being in a situation where peace is at stake, any event can be a probable cause to it. So how should we handle that situation? None.

Live and let live, Allah is Great and `bertakwa' (remembering Allah all the time) is the answer. What matters are quality of the inner strength that can result from it and thus when hell broke loose, the inner strength will combat the situation and InsyaAllah, with time, we shall be proclaimed the winner! Allah is Great.

Democracy and its beauty..

Whatever Rafidah says, and whatever Sharizat says..the bottom line and the saviour is the practice of democracy. If it is not because of democracy, personality like Rafidah would become a dictator. She dictates things to others despite of the fact umno constitution is very clear with regard to the choice of leaders. Democratic allows the grassroots has its say through election. What Rafidah has been doing is making the exco members bow to her wishes and agreed upon the succession plan. The main function of exco members is operational (managing affairs of wanita) and not constitutional or basic policy matters. Succession plan should be drawn out in the context of searching for good leaders and grooming that person. Succession plan must not be rigid as a month to month time table. Sharizat has already the cut to be a leader. Anytime.

So what's your problem Rafidah..? The problem is in yourself...not UMNO, not LEADERSHIP, nothing, but the problem is the fear in yourself in facing tomorrow without what you have used to be.

Frozen Time, Frozen Thoughts...

There are events in this country which calls for depth analysis. Abdul Razak Baginda, after an affair with Altantuya and causes havoc and troubles to others , still thinks he is more civilized than others and deserve to be treated as such. He is no doubt analytical in discussing about what has happened, but his analysis is not worth pondered because it comes from a frozen thought of a frozen man. He displayed foolishness by saying he receives less Hari raya Card compared before he goes on trial. Who is he to say that? Much of the things he say is not worth looking the second time. As for Najib, his priority when becoming the prime minister is to avoid Razak Baginda. He is a bad influence. Despite the court has found him not guilty, he is still a disgrace to the country, our beloved country, Malaysia.

Split personality or split-self..?

I prefer split-self to split personality. Psychologist describes a person with split personality as a person who is not stable mentally. But everybody changes over time and in many ways when change is the theme for his survival and protection. In other words everybody has a split self in himself as a form of security. Meaning we can adapt or we can split our self to all types of self when comes to a change in the environmental factors either physical, nature, culture, or mental. An that explain why a person can write on all topics when he seeks something to be written. The reason then is in the natural ability of one self to automatically split the self to whoever persons and personality he wants to be and thus the production of a written work or the display of the character. Sounds logic or sounds crazy..? Neither logic nor crazy but splitting through one's self in order to survive..

Self incomplete...

Just a short note on what I mean by `self-incomplete.' It is just another understanding of we being created imperfect. The moment one is alone, one can feel one's imperfection and thus the seeking. But why can't we try to be humble for once and act appropriately when we are among other people? Despite that `incompleteness' of oneself, when being given the chance to air an opinion, it seems he or she is all perfect from head to toe. Not what is said, but the hidden message is full of double standard, double meaning, and a show off of one kind. Well, everybody is created equal in that sense of `self-incomplete' and that is normalcy at its best and that is what we are opened up to everyday despite the life nonsensical in the small sense of the word. Ha ha. Good morning...!

Money is not part of our body..So is position in social hierarchy..

Money has never been part of our body. And so is our status. People and public call us by a name, and we see ourselves differently. Why? Money helps, there is no doubt about that. But the blood and flesh that matters. The Pharaohs tried to appease themselves with building pyramids, but still it did not work. Obama, the president-elect, is on the threshold of world power, making him the most powerful man on earth, but still shaky and pondering on how he is going to face a legacy, if there is any. How he pushes himself everyday, and at the mercy of world scrutiny, I think can make him more human than ever. Would he?

Hope today we are showered with Allah' blessing that can put us in the right path, mentally and physically. It is the flesh and blood that we feel first before anything. Others take a back seat. Does that understanding opens up life you have never seen and felt before..?

Ekonomi (3)..seronoknya bersekolah di bandar..

Sekolah rendah mungkin ada di kampong, tapi tidak sekolah menengah. Pada zaman selepas merdeka, sangat digalakkan bersekolah di aliran sekolah orang putih. Sekolah beraliran orang putih hanya terdapat di bandar sahaja dan menjadi buruan pelajar pelajar dari kampong untuk merasa hidup di bandar. Tetapi oleh kerana pelajar dari kampong ini bersekolah aliran bahasa melayu, maka sesiapa yang hendak mengikuti sekolah menengah aliran bahasa Inggeris, maka dikehendaki memasukki `remove class' yang merupakan kelas peralihan ke bahasa Inggeris selama setahun. Sekolah menengah ini pulak di sediakan asrama khusus bagi pelajar yang datang dari kampong kampong yang mengelilingi bandar ini.

Dengan datangnya pelajar pelajar ini, dan pengaruh yang dibawa ke kampong, maka suasana kampong telah di suntik dengan cerita cerita bandar yang mengasyikan lagi membransangkan menyebabkan sedikit sebanyak pemikiran kampong telah dapat mengiringi perkembangan di bandar. Pelajar ini telah mengenal dimensi kehidupan di bandar yang tidak terdapat di kampong dan bermulalah cerita orang Melayu tidaklah sebodoh mana malah ada yang dapat menyaingi pelajar Cina dalam matapelajaran tertentu..seperti matapelajaran matematik dan sains.

Agak malang, sistem pemerintahan pada ketika itu tidak juga mencelekkan orang melayu kepada soal ekonomi..mengape ye?

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Ekonomi (2)..kampong yang indah dan terdapat segala-galanya

Dulu boleh dikatakan kampong tu Melayu dan Melayu tu kampong. Orang Melayu kalau keluar dari kampong kerana sebab sesuatu diibaratkan seperti dah lari dari kampong. Dan kalau ada yang balik setahun sekali tu seperti telah melanggar `perlembagaan' kampong dan dianggap telah melupai kampong halaman mereka. Mungkin ada terdengar `tempat jatuh lagi dikenang, ini kan pulak tempat bermain.' Ungkapan itu ditujukan kepada orang Melayu yang merindui kampong dan berusaha hendak balik ke kampong asalnya.Bab keluar dari kampong dan merantau jauh ke negeri orang tidak merupakan tabiat kepada orang Melayu pada satu ketika dulu. Kalau yang ada itu, mungkin kerana berjauh hati, merajuk, atau kekasih dikahwinkan kepada orang lain yang lebih berada.

Ada sebab dan alasan yang boleh diketengahkan kenapa tabiat itu telah bertunjang begitu rupa. Kehidupan di kampong adalah kehidupan yang selesa dari segi asas kehidupan. Buat apa pergi jauh kalau di kampong kedapatan segala galanya. Aneka buah buahan tanpa beli terdapat di kampong. Ayam, itik, dan daging senang diperoplehi. Aneka lauk pauk dan sayur sayuran sangat senang diperolehi kerana setiap rumah ada menanamnya. Maafkan saya kalau saya mengatakan kalau nak dapat kekasih pun tidak juga merupakan masalah. Juga kalau hendak merasa nikmat hiburan dan perkara bersabit pakai memakai, ada yang ke bandar berdekatan pergi pagi dan pulang petang. Ada yang pulang malam atau pagi. mengapa ye..?

Nilai nilai ekonomi moden tidak tertanam kepada orang kampong. Istilah bandar adalah merupakan istilah yang misteri bagi mereka. Mungkin bagi yang ada tanah dan mengusahakan kebun getah sikit, mereka ini dianggap `elit kampong' dan akan dihormati kerana `kekayaan' mereka dan selalunya jadi bahan gosip orang kampong yang lain kerana taraf sosial mereka yang sikit lebih tinggi.

Begitulah kampong oh kampong. Nilai hidup mereka bukan berteraskan nilai ekonomi yang boleh membuat seseorang tu kaya raya. Seronok juga hidup yang begitu, bebas dari stress yang berpunca dari aktiviti ekonomi.

Tetapi apakah faktor yang akhirnya mengubah nilai hidup mereka sehinggakan kampong hanya dijengok pada cuti hari raya sahaja?

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