Silamat Hali Laya

Hooray!!! Its the festive season again. Hooray!!!! Holiday!!!!
hmmm.....Few days of holidays still mean holiday rite? Yay!!!!!

This is the 1st time I encounter some Balik Kampung experiences. I was not directly involved, but at least I see how horrid it actually is.
Traffic Jam for miles in the middle of the highway..... To think if I will actually be involve in the jam, it idiotic. Luckily I was in the opposite side of the highway. It was 2.30am...yes...2.30am!!!!! And the traffic was really really horrible. Its like the bumber to bumper KL morning rush. Just longer, and much more meaningless. Why meaningless? What about family values, raya spirit? Ask me again and I will still say its quite meaningless and borderline of idiotic. Not the family value n raya spirit, but the jam....
I believe throughout the years, the same thing had happen over n over n over n over again. I believe we as human, being an intellectual creature, should have thought of a way or system to ease/combat this kind of meaningless endeavor. But we, or rather them (those in the jam) didnt. Haihs....

And then the arrivals of 'kampung-babaric-minded' drivers to KL. Driving on the fast lane at below 80km/h, not giving way even after the flood light signal. Memang bodoh.
People going out and going in having the same level of intelligence. And we are stuck in between.

Luckily there are silver linings to spice up the raya season.
1st I've finally settled my Japan visa. Actually not yet settle. Now awaiting approval at Jalan Tun Razak. But consider settle oredi la. Wakakakaka. The itinerary I malas to think. At this stage, after so many travels, I would like to try a different type of travel - a clueless traveller. huhuhu.
Getting lost, having a hard time in chicken-duck conversation, getting chopped. All this can be said to be a true traveller experience no? huhuhu.

Career

What if you are offered

• 50% salary increment
• Job promotion
• New exciting role at work
• New better location (workplace)
• Extra room for career growth

I assume the last thing you will do is to reject the offer. That was the 1st thing I did. One month ago, I would do anything for this kind of offer. Now is one month too late.

It's strange that I am asked to reconsider the offer. Strange as in - it is a very very good offer, and yet I am offered it twice, even after I rejected it.

I am not sure if I will regret this. Hopefully not. But there is now a path in front of me that I know I should try. To break free from the rat race. If I accepted the above offer, I will still be in the rat race. A bigger rat I will be, but still a rat. A big rat will have bigger problems to escape from the dreadful race.

I just hope my plans work well. Good luck to me!!!!!!

Kicking Off !!!!!

Hmm
My great plans is now on the move. Actually its just a great plan. The s is added to help a comrade. And the s took mucho of my bullets away. More than 60% of my bullet.
Ouch.
Not mucho of a return from that s plan. Sigh. But comradeship is needed in this world to survive. I needed to give away a huge portion of cake to others in my orginal big plan too. We cant be too greedy in this world. Too many people will be looking forward to kick you down when you reach higher. You will need some comrades to withstand those kicks.

Wish me luck dude.
The match has begun!!!!! Kicking off now!!!

Mini Malaysia Tour

Hei ho!! I am back from a mini Malaysia tour.
I covered 4 of the biggest state in Malaysia during my 3 or 4 days driving marathon. What I realised was, the life in those very different states are not very different after all. All that matters is the company you keep. After all, its just those few roads that separate us.

Well then, there has been quite a lot of things dancing in my mind, a lot of plans waiting in line to be kicked off.
Sometimes, it is extremely to difficult to choose which path I should follow.
Should I partake the path where I choose what I want in life?
Or should I walk the path where I choose what is available in life?
Both is very viable path and have their own multitude of followers. Many swear with their life over either one.

What I want is not necessarily good, or not necessarily suitable for me, or want me.
What is available is not necessarily bad, and might possibly suits me, and want me.

But then again, things can be completely vice versa. Aha!! The paradox of life. While the statement gives reasoning to walk the latter path, what about the former? Many will argue - what you want matters the most. But that same many, might not have walked my path before. That same many, might be still in their "Enid Byton" stage.

Basketball

I bought the shoes for quite long oredi.... but I never get the chance to use it. Only today I wore them for a basketball session. I thought I will play alone, so I brought a broom to sweep the court 1st. Its full of small tiny pebbles n sand. I dont want the ball to get spoil so fast. And I intend to sweep it often, so I can do my inline skating properly there.
Every time I use my 2k skate on that surface, the heart will ache once. Actually not once, with every roll the tyres make, the heart will ache.

Not long after I swept the floor, a few youngsters came to play. I guess they are in secondary school age. Form 4 maybe? Wakil sekolah me thinks.
Not long after some casual shootings, they ask me for a 2 on 2. Alright!!!! Not as boring as solo play. Furthermore, I think they should have a bit of skills judging from what they were wearing.

I managed to become the top scorer with my piercing lay ups and unblockable jump shots. Wakakakaka. Summore their most skillful player was effectively rendered useless by my defence.
When the points were at over 20 versus below 10, I asked them when will the game stop. I was told the game stops at 50 points. I was like OMGWTFBBQ!!!!11!!1!oneoneone1!
50 freaking points. I was almost out of my breath at that time. We continued the game and my old age became more apparent. I couldnt keep up with their steps and the points gap became narrower. It was torturous when it was in deuce battle. Like badminton, they decided to make the gap to 2 points in order to win should the points are tied at 48. The deuce battle ended at 60 points!!!!! The moment when I fell on the floor unconscious letting them winning the game. Chamness.

Is this lack of exercise, or really a sign of old age? Wakakakakaka.
I need to exercise more to know.

A trip to down under

Whoopie.
Its been long, way too long since I have successfully organise/plan/join a trip. I used to be freaking good in it. High school time, holiday time, uni time, working time. Trips are planned and executed swiftly, be it small or big, few participants or many. All that stopped exactly almost a year ago. All trips planned fail, be it near or far, short or long. Financial or timing was not the issue. Total unwillingness to compromise from one side is enough to bring down any plan. Be it an hour drive away. So many times....actually all the time.

Now the option is so aplenty!!! I can go by plane, train or bus. I am open to ALL suggestions, so its not surprising so many trips are successes. And even more surprisingly, all the failures for the past many plans.
Now I could've booked the cheap tix to fly over -> surprisingly available since Im going over the very next week. But the lady suggested the bus. Hmm, why not? Its still comfy since we will be taking the more "luxurious" one.

Lets Gaga!!!

The Irrelevant Silent Majority

A German's View Of Islam





This is by far the best explanation of the Muslim terrorist
situation I have ever read. His references to past history are
accurate and clear. Not long, easy to understand, and well worth
the read. The author of this email is said to be Dr. Emanuel Tanay,
a well known and well respected psychiatrist.


A German's View on Islam





A man, whose family was German aristocracy prior to
World War II, owned a number of large industries and
estates. When asked how many German people were true
Nazis, the answer he gave can guide our attitude toward
fanaticism. 'Very few people were true Nazis,' he said,
'but many enjoyed the return of German pride, and many
more were too busy to care. I was one of those who just
thought the Nazis were a bunch of fools. So, the
majority just sat back and let it all happen. Then,
before we knew it, they owned us, and we had lost
control, and the end of the world had come. My family
lost everything. I ended up in a concentration camp
and the Allies destroyed my factories.'





We are told again and again by 'experts' and 'talking
heads' that Islam is the religion of peace, and that
the vast majority of Muslims just want to live in
peace. Although this unqualified assertion may be true,
it is entirely irrelevant. It is meaningless fluff,
meant to make us feel better, and meant to somehow
diminish the spectra of fanatics rampaging across the
globe in the name of Islam.


The fact is that the fanatics rule Islam at this moment
in history. It is the fanatics who march. It is the
fanatics who wage any one of 50 shooting wars
worldwide. It is the fanatics who systematically
slaughter Christian or tribal groups throughout Africa
and are gradually taking over the entire continent in
an Islamic wave. It is the fanatics who bomb, behead,
murder, or honor-kill. It is the fanatics who take over
mosque after mosque. It is the fanatics who zealously
spread the stoning and hanging of rape victims and
homosexuals. It is the fanatics who teach their young
to kill and to become suicide bombers.


The hard quantifiable fact is that the peaceful
majority, the 'silent majority,' is cowed and
extraneous.
Communist Russia was comprised of Russians who just
wanted to live in peace, yet the Russian Communists
were responsible for the murder of about 20 million
people. The peaceful majority were irrelevant.





China's huge population was peaceful as well, but
Chinese Communists managed to kill a staggering 70
million people.


The average Japanese individual prior to World War II
was not a warmongering sadist. Yet, Japan murdered and
slaughtered its way across South East Asia in an orgy
of killing that included the systematic murder of 12
million Chinese civilians; most killed by sword,
shovel, and bayonet.


And, who can forget Rwanda, which collapsed into
butchery. Could it not be said that the majority of
Rwandans were 'peace loving'?


History lessons are often incredibly simple and blunt,
yet for all our powers of reason we often miss the most
basic and uncomplicated of points: Peace-loving Muslims
have been made irrelevant by their silence.
Peace-loving Muslims will become our enemy if they
don't speak up, because like my friend from Germany,
they will awaken one day and find that the fanatics own
them, and the end of their world will have begun.
Peace-loving Germans,Japanese,Chinese,Russians,
Rwandans, Serbs, Afghans, Iraqis, Palestinians,
Somalis, Nigerians, Algerians, and many others have
died because the peaceful majority did not speak up
until it was too late.


As for us who watch it all unfold, we must pay
attention to the only group that counts; the fanatics
who threaten our way of life.


Lastly, anyone who doubts that the issue is serious and
just deletes this email without sending it on, is
contributing to the passiveness that allows the
problems to expand. So, extend yourself a bit and send
this on and on and on! Let us hope that thousands,
world wide, read this and think about it, and send it
on - before it's too late.


Emanuel Tanay, M.D.