Are You Sure I’m Your Friend? (Am I Sure You’re My Friend?)

Posted in life on March 12, 2010 by Faizly

Life certainly gets more intriguing when you meet more and more people. Generally, people are social creatures, we like to be with people, we like to have people around us, and we want to be buttressed that there are people who really foster and care about us. Hence our relationship is more often than not, foliated. Like an onion, with ourselves being the core, we gauge the people we know into layers that hem in us. Friends and family members most dearest to our hearts we group into the first layer, somewhat analogical to the skin that swaddle around the onion core. Then we have people in the second layer, the third, and so on.

The question is, at which layer do you stop segregating the people as friends? And how do you descry that layer? Do we determine it by distance? By frequency of communication? Hmm, they are expedient answers, but I am quite equivocal. My best buds and I still remain as such, though I had gone away to study in Tokyo and soon, will be in Yamaguchi. So who are your best friends? Who are your friends? And who are merely acquaintances?I would say it depends very much on their actions and animuses. Actions are not so paramount. They may be louder than words, but are merely whispers when compared to animuses. It is the heart that counts, is it not?

There are many ways to recognize the animuses of people. Take for instance the instant messaging phenomenon on the internet. My best buds, and those dearest friends, I can recognize in an instant. Whenever the little blue tab blinks orange with their MSN nicks, I can almost always guess what message it carries. “HI!” followed perhaps by “how are you?”, “Busy?”, “I’m so angry with MrXXX,”, “Assignment sucks”, “Take it easy ok, don’t stress youself too much”. They are honestly interested in your well being, or not-so-well being, but regardlessly, they mean what they ask and say, and you can feel it. These are people in my first layer. Then there are those “HI, breakfast/lunch/dinner/supper?”, “Meet you there!”. And there are those whom you can almost always answer their “greetings” with “How may I help you/ what do you want/ how can I be of use to you/ what favours do you need from me?” because the next thing that follows their “HI”s is something like “How’s life? I’m not so good, can you do me a favour?”. Their actions are aforementioned. They greet you. Their animuses are worlds away.

I think I have perhaps given examples of three layers here. There is a whole range of idiosyncracy and differentia that fill the layers in between the three. I am sure we all have felt the warmth and chill of people in our daily affair with MSN Messenger, have we not? Have you never had someone greeting you only when there are favours to ask of you?

I started off by saying that we humans are very social. There is another peculiarity that we share as human beings. We normally nit-pick people’s mistakes, no matter how teeny or weeny; nevermind our own. There is a Malay proverb that puts it in a word; “Kuman di seberang nampak, gajah di depan tak nampak”. If you have been nodding with agreement at what I had written above, then do pay close attention to what I am about to ask. On which layer do you think you rest in my little onion peel of friends? Now think about all the other people whom you know. Where are you placed in their layers? Sure, people have been inconsiderate to you. Have you ever asked the person in the mirror whether he/she had been solicitous at all? You see, we humans are funny beings. We have a long index finger, and we utilize it to the max. Stop. Point the finger at the mirror.

Have you ever….

Posted in Chicken soup for the soul, loving on November 22, 2009 by Faizly

Have you ever been kissed?

No….I’m not talking about the touch on the forehead by your Mom or the peck on the cheek by your friends, siblings, or relatives. I mean the one that really matters. The one that really makes an anomaly. The one that single-handedly lifts you up and schlepps you into another world. The one that comes from a true soul-mate. The one that moves you so deeply it nearly always brings you to tears.

One of the most sensitive areas of touch we have on our bodies are our lips. They seem to carry an implicit warmth within them that is like a fire in the hearth that can be a passing reminder of caring, or can be stoked into a blazing inferno of unexplained and nearly reckless passion, if uncontrolled. Such a sensitive organ, the lips. One that is initially controlled by the mind, but can be soon released with such careless abandon by the heart. The very image of the lips can instill feelings of longing, feelings of hope, feelings of joy from deep within the soul.

But to touch….Oh, but to feel the intimate press of the lips with one that you care for deeply! The sensations are grotesque and far-reaching! The brushing of lips across lips, ever so gently. The slow, purposeful melting of lips together, mesmerizing and coalescing, as it were, two hearts, two bodies, as one. A union of both the sensuous and the sensitive, giving and receiving in equal measure. Sharing tenderness and passion at the same moment.

Time becomes inapropos. The world stops spinning as the entire universe pauses in breathless anticipation and wonder at the depth and sweetness of the moment. A moment of intimate passion purified with nubile innocence. A warmth of innocence that lingers upon the suppleness of the lips as well as deep within the chambers of the beating heart long after the lips have separated.

Have you ever been kissed….Really kissed?

A true kiss carries with it a passion that fills the wells of the longing soul. It fills the heart with confident peace.

(Erkk…aku adalah kenapa?hehe…)

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Posted in life, Uncategorized on November 20, 2009 by Faizly

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My two cents…

Posted in Chicken soup for the soul on November 12, 2009 by Faizly

Two cans of black coffee didn’t seem to percussing my quiescent mind.Thus,lets jot something down since that I’ve been putting my blog into mothballs for quite a long time and the sequel that I’m trying to drag you into is something not really phony yet it’s just two cents of mine I’ve been looking forward to divvying up.

Reading the news concerning Malaysia every day, there’s always bound to be a story that is political in nature. Some political guy doesn’t want to step down, some want this and that, and all these political games are just plain cumbersome to the nation.

Because if all these games are still forging ahead, none of the real issues in the nation are consigned. Since when we are truly concerned, then our voices would not be heard. Only when it comes near to electoral dates, only then these people that we have never seen would pop-out from their small peach-fuzz world claiming on what the best thing they could bequeath.

I’m myself, been trying not to write any blogs linked to any politics because I myself do not like politics. It’s all a game, and it only happens when people who have the jurusdiction are blinding themselves towards these games whereas they should put the people and issues as their preeminence.

Looking at the environment closely, while being pretentious, it seems that there’s a lot of problems that are etched in our country. This is not fresh per say, but sometimes we need a reminder, either by an outsider or a third party, that we need to stop all these gibberish, and just converge on something that really matters. How can we be pivotal, when we are just like audiences in a political theater that seem never ending?

Sometimes, I wonder do people tend to be concerned at the start of the week and suddenly forgot about the big picture when weekend reaches? There are just so many things missing in this country, not only the opportunities but we do not have proper foundation that is set for tantamount, happiness and prosperity.

Jimi Hendrix the great blues guitarist once said and I quote him : “When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace.”

Being a peasant, we all go through a lot in our life. Unfairness and et cetara, but when we learn to accept our fate without fighting god’s will, then that is when we have truly lost. I refuse to accept Malaysia’s fate when I see that it is dwindling down to the drain and I refuse to accept where I need to go out of the country to exert my abilities somewhere else. I won’t want my future generations to blame us what happened in the past.

Our nation probably has one root problem or many more, but I do not know, but the possibilities are there.

It’s time to stop all these political games by the elected people to lead the country. It’s not nice to look upon serious issue with mediocre perspective. It’s only when these politicians learn to be humble and walk with us, it’s then when change would spark.

I do not know what’s my agenda of this blog but I just wanted to say something.

Of English Language

Posted in Chicken soup for the soul on March 9, 2009 by Faizly

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Professor Henry Higgins (from ‘My Fair Lady’)’s fears has come true. One who uses proper English Language in Malaysia today will probably be considered a freak. This opinion does not proclaim that I speak the best English around, for I think I still have much to learn. However, the problem with the falling level of English Language is a perennial problem for higher education, so much so that, even lecturers are not spared from committing errors while using that language.

The main reason for the poor level of English grammar, vocabulary, verbal and writing skills stems from the fact that we are not the English. We are users of English as a second third, or even fourth language. The mother tongue is of paramount importance to learn, in a lot of societies, and that fervor of preserving the mother tongue should be lauded – to a certain extent. This effort is what keeps a good number of languages from dying out. However, the university aims at becoming a world-class institution. Admittedly, one of the fastest growing languages in the world is Mandarin. We have English-medium tertiary institutions, and this is the institutions’ strength, and we should persevere with this effort. This effort seems to be thwarted by weak command of the English Language of students and academics in the university.

The only way to stop the rot is from the beginning, from the start of a person’s education. However, we cannot do that at the tertiary level of education. Academics have to make do with the situation at hand. Students come to universities and colleges with a pre-existing grasp of the English Language. Some are very weak. Some have very strong command of the language. I will not be surprised, if one were to run a statistics regression of English Language results vis a vis the Cumulative Grade Point Average (CGPA) of the student, those with good language scores tend to have higher CGPAs.

Furthermore, expecting lecturers, who have the propensity to converse in a language other than English at the first opportunity, to write grammar-free research papers, and to set exam papers that are grammar-error free, is a tall order. It is not just exam papers that are littered with grammar mistakes, it is the smaller things too, such as lecture slides and notes, lectures themselves, and subject guides and (sadly enough) textbooks published by academics. I remember reading the lecture notes of a subject as a student of a Malaysian university. I ended up correcting the grammatical errors, instead of digesting the content, for the latter cannot happen without the former being done first. This was five years ago. I shudder to think of how far has conditions worsened since then. It is a dire sign of our current predicaments, when notices put up by lecturers, and by departments that are supposed to teach languages, are grammatically incorrect. We must not pass the buck, to improve the level of the English Language in at the tertiary. It must be done now. It must be done right.

How do we put an end to this? Instructing academics to ensure that exam papers are grammar-error-free is the first step. However, much more must be done, as I have pointed out earlier, that errors in the usage of the English Language are not limited to the exam papers, but to other things that academics publish as well. What we can do, is to have a check and balance system, where the exam papers and other publications of lecturers (lecture notes, book drafts, papers for journals) go through a review committee of academics who are good in the English Language, before it is published (both the papers and exam questions). The committee ought to be provided with benefits of reduced teaching workloads, or otherwise, stipends for their role in promoting the proper usage of English. The committee can be academics from the faculty, or academics from the language institute of the university.

The following are reasons for the need of the committee. In the age of knowledge economy, the knowledge workers we have in universities have a lot of tacit knowledge that are not unearthed as yet. Imagine the number of unpublished research that academics can produce in international and peer-reviewed journals. The committee can be a catalyst that improves the publishing output of the academics. In addition, are not academics supposed to be the joy and pride of the university? Students with better command of English have often cringed when listening to grammatically-inappropriate speeches by lecturers (sometimes students purposely use bombastic words, or speak in English rapidly, thus confusing these lecturers), and the reputation of the university as one with lecturers who are bad in the English Language will inevitably spread to the outside world. One does not gain respect, by demanding it, but by earning it. One way for lecturers to gain the respect of students, is by speaking in grammatically-correct English Language.

There are many other ways to improve the standard of English in at the tertiary level. The above are suggestions that can be carried out right away. The debate on the appalling level of the English Language has been going on in the main stream media for a long time now. University authorities can go through the wealth of information gathered from the debate to seek for solutions to this issue. Other suggestions that can be carried out in the future are such as hiring new academics and ensuring that current academics have the requisite language level. What is the use, I beseech you senses, to demand for students to have at least MUET Band 3 score, if lecturers are not scoring at that, or higher than that level? If the university is adamant to improve its standard of the English Language, this is a highly recommended approach. Lecturers, whose command of English is beyond reproach, should not fear this, while lecturers with below-par English Language skills should see it as a chance for them to improve themselves.

In summary, the education industry is a competitive one. For an institution to really stand out, and aspire to be the next MIT or Cambridge, it needs to start from the basics. That would be to improve the English Language level of the students and academics.

Just a ramble

Posted in Chicken soup for the soul on February 8, 2009 by Faizly

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You know, we humans have a life span of how much? With the aid of modern medicine, 60 ? 70 ? 80? By 40 onwards we are already experiencing the early onset of age – physical and mentally mostly but it is quite the opposite for our emotional aspects. With age, comes ripening and often wisdom. (Hence why elders are asked to lead the people in the hope they know better. But it is easy to question this today, do they really?) By 50 our systems start breaking down gently as though preparing us for our eventual transition into death. And then we are gone. 100 years from now, we must have done something really significant in order to be remembered or something truly great to be honoured. Otherwise, we are as good as dead.

Religions, races and other external differences aside, we are basically humans inside. Whether a tribesman hunting in the jungles or a corporate man sitting at a board meeting or even an MP sitting in parliament.We all have the same basic needs. Survival. We only need much to survive, the rest all is wanting,which does not seem wrong in this world that we have all created. We seek privileges. We all want to feel special. But is it worth trampling on each other to achieve this? Is having foie grass and truffles for dinner at the latest restaurant in town instead of just plain old nasi goreng biasa at a road side stall really a validation of who we are? Yes, we have all heard this sermon before but is there not some truth in it? It is a superficial world, yes, we are all well aware of it and we are involuntarily/voluntarily contributing towards it. If there ever is going to be a chance in our perception of material achievements, it might take a few more generations. But that’s another story.

But meanwhile, why can’t we all open our minds a little? Look at the bigger picture,as humankind surviving on this very small planet – that is not even visible to from the next galaxy. Earth takes a year to circle the sun while Neptune and Pluto takes 160 and 247 earth years respectively. None of us humans will ever, ever live to see either one’s full rotation. Are we really that big a deal? One shift in earth’s plates and we are running helter skelter like ants for protection.Does it matter then what race or religion we are. Wouldn’t we turn around and help each other? Why does have to be only in moments of despair that we become humane? Why is it so difficult to stay humane, honour each other’s differences and respect every one’s equal right in life?

Bigger nations have screwed up. Suppression and injustice of any kind will finally find a way out and rear its ugly head. There are unhappy people whose government is condoning wars and killing of the innocents. Do we need to tread by those lines? We are an intelligent nation, we know that. There is something about this land that is blessed and peaceful, we know that too. But why are we so bad at learning lessons of past?

Bliss,at what cost?

Posted in Chicken soup for the soul on January 28, 2009 by Faizly

Sometimes wonder whether i’m better off, NOT knowing everything that is going on in the world today. The disillusionment that one inevitably suffers, as he realises that world is not as perfect as he once assumed, is a standard ritual of growing up, and yet i can’t shake the nagging doubt that perhaps i would have been much happier, though evidently less worldly, if these incidents had never been brought to my attention in the first place.

War, famine, pollution, racism, sexism, the list just goes on and on and on. I don’t even need to give examples, just open your daily newspaper, and there you have it. Now, i long ago resolved that this world isn’t perfect, but to be reminded of it every other day, as i am literally assaulted with this information, just leaves me wishing that i could secede from this great brotherhood of mankind.

I’ve known many, who simply turn a blind eye. Those “lucky” few who can simply ignore everything that happens to the world around them, and enjoy their morning cup of coffee with such relish that only a man who was so convinced that the world revolved solely around them, and that so long as this world was unmarred and unblemished, they couldn’t care less about the going-ons of the “rest” of civilisation. I find this cocktail of ignorance, apathy and egotism, laced with cynicism – a little less then unsettling.

And i’ve said to myself, i don’t want to be one of those people, and yet i find myself saying once too often, “I’m glad that didn’t happen to me!” or simply flipping the page over when it seems too morbid and depressing. I find my myself shunting out all the depressing things that happen in this world, just standing waistdeep in a pool of denial, and when finally an ethical and moral crisis decends upon me, i dive for the solace of empathy and charity to salvage what little humanity there is left.

These days though, i’ve realised that the only thing we can do, is try. We certainly can’t change the whole world, but we can at least change the world around us, the people we work with, and our family and friends, or even a stranger on the street. Sometimes the smallest things we do, can make the biggest changes.

Hope And Say Your Prayers

Posted in Chicken soup for the soul on January 11, 2009 by Faizly

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There were much blood and deaths splattered over our newspapers recently. Wars, crimes and accidents have taken many innocent lives. They may be considered the luckier ones because many others who live, continue to mourn their untimely loss. It will be absolute grief for those close to their hearts, and whose bittersweet memories will haunt them for a long time to come.

Many who have died are innocent bystanders or reluctant participants in an unwanted confrontation or forced into an unfortunate situation. The rest of us can only read and watch helplessly. You may vent some of your anger but there is nothing much that can be done for those who have died. If some positive reaction materialises, it may have done some good, but this is likely to be some wistful thinking.

The continuing deaths and sufferings that surfaced with such regularity in the news had somewhat desentitised the public’s feelings over the loss of lives. They have become blurred and bored statistics in an unending saga of violence and destruction. We can debate the rights or wrongs about all these incidents but it does not do anyone any good. There is simply no justification for any killing or loss of lives. If Man cannot learn to live responsibly and in co-existence with each other, there is no hope.

One day we may become a victim too. It seems far off and ridiculous but who knows. It is easy to look the other way and think that the fault lies with others or find some other excuses. Unless everyone honestly searches his or her inner selves for answers, there can be no stop to all these carnage. It has been a tough week. I just wish everyone peace and tranquility, to say a prayer to all those who have recently perished unnecessarily.

Generation Discrepancy

Posted in Chicken soup for the soul, Uncategorized on January 3, 2009 by Faizly

I suppose being on the edge of both old and young, it’s a bit easier to understand why old and young think the way they do.

Old people seem to think that young people are quite senseless, what with the loud music, atrocious fashion, confounding attitudes and worst of all poor social choices. Namely, Hoobastank, Quiksilver, lepaking, and stoner friends; reasons being “wanna go deaf, broke, stupid and addict ar?”

On the other side of the same coin, young people wonder the same things about the same issues. For example: Simon and Garfunkel, Pagoda brand-singlets, looking at family photos, and all the uppity society; because “wahliaoz, not boring meh?”

Of course, there are more serious things, like the recent questioning of why 4 million Malaysians, and mostly young ones at that, are not registering to vote. And the counter target of why the local universities, run mostly by senior members of society, have fallen off the charts. Personally, and seeing from the ‘persecuted’ party’s point of view, we don’t register because we don’t see a need to (mostly because nothing really spectacular or interesting has happened in Malaysian politics to warrant us being excited by it); and because the generally lacklustre performance all around in the universities (which are mostly young people anyway).

“So how?”

Possibly the best answer I can give to that is we will at one point or another be young and then at another old. We all have our own problems to deal with along our own timeliness. The only differentiating thing is not our age (we can’t really choose that), but our actions in response to those problems (which, interestingly enough, we CAN control).

There is a quote in one of the last books of the Chronicles of Narnia. It goes somewhere along the line of “the silliest of children are the most childish, and the silliest of adults are the most grown up”. Guess that says it all.

Life on medication

Posted in Chicken soup for the soul on December 17, 2008 by Faizly

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Hmm…I have something to share before I recapitulate on my Journal – something that has to do with the current pharmaceutical products and abruptly engenders me to generally pen this thing down.

Our life spans are increasing, due no less to improved standards of living as well as significant advances in medical sciences. The great strides taken by the medical profession are however clouded as deadlier infectious diseases are discovered. There is also still no cure for many known ailments, especially those afflicting an increasingly indulgent population.

A disconcerting fact is that many such ailments are kept in check but not fully cured. Ask any patient with heart, hypertension, gout, cholesterol or many other similar problems. They are likely on medication that only help arrest but not get rid of their illnesses. Expensive treatments which have to be continued for the rest of their lives increase their personal financial outlays and create growing drug dependencies.

I ever read from the Reader’s Digest,the legendary fund manager Peter Lynch once remarked that a great patients’ drug is one that cures an affliction once and for all, but a great investor’s drug is one that the patient has to keep buying. He was being coy about it but no drug company will fail to grasp this economic fact about their business. A niggling question does arise, “Are people’s health imperative enough to justify finding complete cures or are financial considerations irresistible for profit hungry drug companies to dither in coming out with more complete remedies?”

That’s very true about him.My mama has been afflicted by colon disorder disease for more than 5 years.Until now,there’s no clear-cut medication to bring this acute illness into a complete halt and thus every three months,she has no choice but to undergo the internal medicine specialist’s review.Now,do your mathematics.The prescription charges for the three-month-medication would cost her RM300 and she is still prescribing it now and again.Plus RM50 each time for the Doctor’s consultation.Got the sum?

Mama ever cracked a joke “Nasib Dr tu handsome,kalau tidak sia-sia ja bayar RM5o.” and I grinned amiably.

So,Needless to say, we must all take real good care of our health and not rely too much on the miracles of modern medical science (if you can). If not, be forewarned that another form of drug (dadah) addiction and dependency is just round the corner. It will result in a continuing expensive financial and physiological drain on you. We should try not to fall indebted to big drug companies to keep us in shape or merely just alive. Stay Healthy Everyone !

Back to work.Hehe…

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