money

Today is Saturday, tomorrow im going snowboarding.
i don’t write much now.
i spent most of my time playing games and watching movies.
i have spent less time thinking.
Maybe that’s good.
But, then, this blog would be like a dam running out of water.

i made a call to Malaysia today.
and the conversation led me to remember some bad memories i had back in Malaysia.

The day that I questioned the empty air around me,

"Why is money so important?"

Experience force me to have a target, and that is, in no matter what situation, i cannot be a person who valued money too much, who put money in front of human-relation, who let the power of money to take over my conscience, who forgot the value of a family and lost in the illusion that money has gave us.

A few years back,
my step-mother once said,
Money is important, But not everything.

but, from my view,
money can buy you everything.
everything that you need.

Money can bring hatred and love.
Money can give you problems, and also get you out of your problem.

Some say money cannot give us happiness, some say can.
i guess it depends to the situation.

Still, the point stays,
money is powerful enough.

Don’t let money take over and fooled you.
what it is to happiness here compare to the happiness afterlife?

Don't let money blind you from the more important things that can bring you true happiness.

Happiness because you are rich is arguable, but, one thing for sure,
money can bring you sadness and close the human value you have inside thus fracturing the bonds you're having with another human.

i hope that, i will not, unconsciously fall in the trap that I have witnessed.

Theater in Aix??

Yesterday, when i went out for my usual weekly grocery shopping, i turned my glance towards a building, which was known for me as 'a big great theater-in-the-making'. the site is no more in the making. there were normal people with normal clothes walking on top of the building. unless that day the workers decided to take a break and wear daily clothes. so i changed my target and headed for this new discovery instead.

It was beautiful. i let the photos do the talking. (also include some of my own description)

The theater from my view.


This is a picture i took from its pamphlet. i cant take such shot, but this shows the top, where i've gone up to and take the following pictures:


This building attracts my attention because the roof was construct to go lower, which is the opposite to the normal ones. Quite cool.


i have never notice that tall building in Aix (u can see it here, the tallest among others). i plan to visit it one day.


In the middle, (apparent between those two buildings) u can see the new famous road in Aix. its built with new concept, its my favourite place here. u can also see the hill of St. Victoire in this picture.

focus

I try so hard to understand others that I lost track of who I’m.

Meaning:

i try so hard to look from different point of view, that sometimes it’s difficult for me to focus on my own view and i become indecisive.

And it’s getting worst.

i remember a scene from the film 'the last samurai' -

the japanese guy:

"too many mind, mind people walk, mind the enemy. No mind"

''No mind", replied Tom Cruise

means one should close his mind from outside influence, focus on his objective, and just be oneself.

That’s what one should do. This way can also solve the problem of low self confidence.

from the film "the Last Samurai"

a question

If you had followed your heart all this while, would you be where you are right now?

complicated

When things have gotten complicated, you don’t need to understand why it works. You just need to know how it works. If it is still complicated, then just know that it works.

drown

On April 28, 2007, at 2:19:29 PM, i wrote this.

i can see a moon, far up in the sky,

shining brightly in this dark surrounding.

im in a sea,

helpless, hopeless,

drowning more and more with time,

no stone reach to my feet,

to stop me from drowning,

no bricks to help me float,

no hand reaching out, to get me out of this sea.

this empty sea.

darker than the sky,

yet able to attract me more than the moon.

im lost, my eyes see the moon,

longing for it,

yet my body does nothing to realize this attempt,

its weak,

it does nothing,

except making this drowning faster,

until im all lost,

in this dark empty sea.

no bot, no ship, not even a floating brick could help me now.

i have, to use my own body,

fight this water, thats pulling me deeper and deeper into the depth.

i have to live!

i have to reach out to that single light.

make action! i have to go there!

before its too late.

for those whom i care's sake,

and for mine.

see what i see

If I want u to see what I see, I have to let u experience what I’ve experienced.

If I cannot portray the exact thing, then I cannot force you to see it the way I do.

To speak of knowledge, it is to study that knowledge.

Now I really understood why there were Nabi and Rasul. Spreading Islam is spreading knowledge; if u can’t teach 100% of things that you have been thought, then, prepare yourself to be disappointed with disagreement and the presence of the unbeliever. It is not just the matter of understanding the information, but also the ability to share it with others.

If u can’t teach others yourself, than just spread the source of that knowledge.

right and wrong

this is a respond to the article The law of relativity by Raja Petra Kamaruddin

dear Raja Petra,
salam,
a few years back, i did gave this sort of thing a thought. i also wonder wat makes right is right, and wrong is wrong?
dis is the result tht i have agreed upon.
Before that, i would like to say, in response to your article, tht, how could one follow a majority when he himself made up tht majority? u say tht our belief and perception of right and wrong is based on majority view. but its d ppl who made up dis majority view. so, u r saying tht they r following themselves. This makes no sense. Who say it’s right? y? how? Its d ppl. How to win majority's vote(agreement)? a logical, acceptable and the best idea.
and dis is the conclusion of my thought few years back.
right and wrong is decided by the majority of tht place.
how to get the agreement of the majority, when there r a lot of ideas and 'path-shower', i.e the one who came with the idea in d first place on how to solve something or decide on something.
the majority will choose the best way among those which are given to them.
and thts what decide wat is right and wrong.
the best way which were given to the people.
of course, religion plays a part in it. but im talking more generally.
plus, everything has its positive and negative side.
The right or the good one is the one which have more positive values thn the neg and vice-versa.
it is true tht like u said, in diff places, diff things were practiced, it does bring us d question tht wat type of life were practiced by the first human on earth? Wouldn’t at that time really convey the real right and wrong in life? as the first human, his first thought would b d only thought to luk at too thus decide wat is wrong and right on d face of d earth. And could the first human made a wrong decision about the bad way and good way of life on earth? (Ignoring d soul mistake before he were sent down on earth, or any way depends to your religion)
im discussing dis because to question wat is right and wrong, we have to look at how they were form and origin from. Because thts how d idea of right and wrong were put into the minds of d ppl in d first place.
now, wouldn’t the first human religion is the right religion? and his way of life is the righteous one?
but then, afterwards, there were his descendants, going all around the world, practicing diff way of life.
with their own right and wrong. and what influence dis diff right and wrong? thnks to my religion, i can explain dis by saying it comes from other factor, which is d creature from other dimension (Satan if we want to call them). Without my religion i may not b able to explain y those among the first descendant lifestyle differentiate from d one practice by the first human. if the first human were to have a luk at dis situation, would he then, agree with all of them? if he disagree with one way of his ancestor's life. wouldn’t that make his descendant is doin sum thin wrong, even in tht time. and in tht place.
so wat really makes right is right and wrong is wrong? if the first human were to go to France(where im rite now, so if u come here, do msg me), 500years ago, he would, as im sure of if u want to argue witn me, then lets just take it as an example, to disagree with them, even if the majority says diff. would it b bcoz of how he was brought up? First human = no parents.
so wat makes his judgement?
What tells him wat is wrong and right, thus deciding for gud on how human should judge on life.
He, d first human on earth, is special, he gets first hand guidance to life. i have tried to explain this using neutral point of view but when u ask deep and basic question, u have to go to your religion, and for me, it is Islam. y? Because it provides ans. human mind, though deep and brilliant, there r limits, i can’t find an explanation trou other religions, or, a logical one if there is another explanation.
Right and wrong originate from the eye of God.
God tells d first human how he should live. And wat makes diff ppl den living diff way of life in diff places? (in term of gud and bad bcoz i want 2 ignore geological aspect) have to originate from somewhere else, diff factor. This is Satan. y they do tht, also explain in my religion. Those among d first descendant, travel, way across d globe, far from d first human, has become astray. Those who follow d first human, stay in d right path. (this divide right and wrong, and it still is until now)
one can b wrong, no matter where he live, how he was brought up, when he was born if what he does is wrong to the eye of God.
To understand right and wrong, it is to understand how God wants us to live.
And that is the ultimate pursuit in life

Barcelona

This is a story about my journey to Barcelona for 3 days, from 24^th to 26^th of December 2007.

I thought it would be a bad journey, since most of my friends backed out and didn’t want to go. I was supposed to see another friend in Paris, but I canceled that one because I could only see her for one and a half days and considering the cost to go there, I decided that our meeting can be postponed. My best buddy here, decided to go to Germany for the whole two weeks to visit his sister, I can’t follow him, I can only spend my holiday traveling in the first few days because for the rest of the days, I need to get prepared for the coming big exams.

Travelingto Barcelona seems to be the best choice, but after I knew that they had booked a hotel, and it would cost me 75euros per night (I’m the fifth person who’s going, so I have to take a single room) really gives me a twitch in the stomach every time my head thinks about it. It was too late, I already bought the bus ticket (which cost like 70euros, return ticket), and I don’t know if I can make a full refund out of it if I canceled like the train ticket I bought for Paris. I try not to think much about it; it’s my bad habit to always think about something. I thought to myself, It’s the only way for me to spend my holiday elsewhere & with my friends, it is just 3days, then I can get a fresh start, get new wisdom, new spirit, to start preparing for my exams. I can’t fool anyone, my marks before were going down for this semester.

We decided to hack me in, together with my two other friends in a double bedroom. I pray to God everything goes smoothly, I don’t want to lose too much money.

I will put in the summaries of my holidays. I don’t like to write in details, because it would be too boring, even for me, to read this again sometime.

This holiday, thought me a lot. It gave me what I’m looking for. Everything turned out good. The hotel management didn’t found out that there are three people in one of their double-bed room. I can’t forget how each time I go in and out, I have to hurry up, hide behind somebody, and avoid looking at the receptionist.

Barcelona is all about art. Statue-like people were everywhere in different costumes. And the buildings, designed by the great Antoni Gaudi were just amazing. La Pedrera, a building, more like an apartment to me, where Gaudi lived in (I think). That guy was amazing, how he could get the ideas on creating and designing fantastic work of art and he make his place of living a piece of an art too. It stroked me in the head; he makes me realize the important of having a wonderful surrounding to influence you in your daily lives, thus affecting the way you think. It gave me the idea to make my little room in Aix, where I sleep, eat, study, every single day, a place that is beautiful and can inspire me in my studies and also in the pursuit of my dream. It is really important; to make something you see every day, a beautiful scenery and good to watch, because those are the things that inspire and also influence how your mind works. You want your mind to work wonderfully; you have to feed it with wonderful things too.

Everything, the five human senses, is the food to your brain. What you give, (like data to a computer), is what you get. So you have to take care of these five ways you’re feeding your brain.

Other thing that I’ve learned in Barcelona was to trust myself more. If I was too afraid I wouldn’t had the chance to visit other interesting places on my last minute in Barcelona. It was about 9pm and I have to be ready for the bus at 9.45pm. I want to visit more places, I’ve spent most time in Hard Rock cafés with my friends, which is good but not my main target in traveling. I want to see places and I know there are more places to go. So, on that last 40minutes, I encouraged myself, took time to read the maps and understand it, try to find a good place. Cause before, we only depend to Syamil to guide where to go. And, because of my last minute action, I manage to visit a castle and some places which is famous in Barcelona, alone, during that last minute.

I have proven, again, that I can trust myself. That’s all I need to do. No need to be afraid or lack of confidence on oneself. Trust myself, a person who’s capable of doing anything, and there’s an infinite number of doors open in front of me.

And I want to say here that I met a few Malaysian over there. One I’ve made a friend of. Her name was Amy. She was just graduated from UM and found herself a job somewhere in Europe. Like a contract or something. She’s kind of helping somebody. I saw a few Malay girls too. The first encounter, they seem to be in a hurry. Maybe because the day was getting late and the place they’re going is closing. (For they were heading to a place where we’ve been) I felt funny coz it was us who were most excited to see other Malaysian, for they didn’t even stop. After that we saw some more Malaysian girls (we thought coz they were wearing hijjab the Msian way) but we were too shy to just go and salute them. We were planning to make the encounter happen by coincidence, like we were walking in front of them and wala! What a great coincidence. We manage to do that, but when they didn’t even respond to my friend when he said the name Malaysia out loud in his casual conversation to me when we pass in front of them, we concluded that they were Indonesians. Another encounter with Msian students occur later but failed miserably when we lost trail of them. But before that, I swear to God one of the girls saw me, and she quickly turns her head off. Maybe she was shy. But all I can say is, we thought that Msians are friendly overseas, particularly between the Malays, but instead, a Chinese Msian who greeted us, and was casual enough to change contacts.

to view my photo album, click here.


Dis is a cool video showing a person playing an amazing musical instrument called 'Hang'.
i founded him in 'parc guell'(on the top where there's an open space for people to hang around)

i found the science of it (how it works), the melody, the method to play it, even the name to be very interesting. the name widen my eyes more because it is similar to the word 'you' in my region dialect. =)

A hang, similar to a steel drum. It was the result of many years of research on the steel pan and the study of the diverse collection of instruments from around the world. The hang was developed in 2000 in Bern, Switzerland. Its name comes from the Bernese dialect word for hand. To obtain a Hang prospective customers must send a letter to request an invitation to the workshop in Berne. Worldwide offers for used Hanghang are rare, and prices in Internet auctions have been very high.

source : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hang_(instrument)

introduction

From my secondary school, i kept a diary for each year. but since i owned a laptop, things got a bit messy. there are things that i put on my pc, some in a blog i created 2 years ago but didn't popularized it or give the address to anyone and there r things that i write in my book. And oh yea, there's also sum that i put in friendster blog. so now, my entries r everywhere, unorganized. i plan to print out those in my pc and stuck it with my diary of last year and hope prob solved. the reason i create this blog is because there are things that i would like to share with people. most of my entries do not contain things that i do, but thoughts and knowledge that can be shared, but my last blog was a mix with things i want to share and personal stuff which i like to remain in my closet. so this year, i create a new blog that i want to share with people and i hope u would enjoy this blog as much as i do. Happy New Year! ^_^