Bumblebee Buzzing

Yesterday was weird, for after how many years I never lay my ass in the stadium, then I did for a purpose. Watching football and not the concert this time. The last time I bounced to National Stadium was in 2000 watching Rentak Asia , Steve Vai and Eric Johnson . While F1 was the main dish, I went rocks with the concert. I didn't watched The Gunners, The Reds and The Blues games as I believed the exciting is not there. Why must I spend money to watch a game between a gladiator and a clown?

Pissed off with jerk in my office, watching football considered blood stabilizer to me. Taking LRT to Bukit Jalil with office mates but now with jersey , is a new experience. Yellow is not just the new Black but it is the colour of July. Another Yellow party in town after Bersih and Jacob's Walk of Life. The last night game might be tribunal where many puzzles have to solve by fighting the Lions. The angry tiger roaring and it rocks . I only discover my football skill via newspapers articles and TV screen but physically my football skills sucks.Yup .. kaki bangku and I am true poser and only lately since our football climate has changed, somehow rather it boosts my adrenalin to watch a football in stadium.The last time I watched football in Stadium was sometimes Kedah being defeated at final with KL , if I'm not mistaken. Kedah was damn joke to KL at that time. After the bribery case to Liga Semi Pro , I totally shut down the Malaysian chapter and I believe the player just meat puppets. The football was circus showcase to me.

Bukit Jalil mushroomed with the yellow black army and they get ready to protect their country now. Damn great feeling when you wre in part of the crowd with the same colour. My last night FB status was Selamat Menonton RTM 1 had some responds from my friends.
It is unjustified if I give a football review so that I urge the readers just get the mainstream coverage but I may buzz in my own way. Yeaah we lost and despite lost we put a good effort . Our defensive system is a joke and they are fagot and our first half is really under turmoil. The whole nation just wish that Rajagopal could do something about this or hijacking Robocop like what Singapore is doing may be one one of the solution . Only two person should be credit given, Apeks and Safee Salee. The curse from our nation bumblebee when we watch too much drama played by the Singapore 's player. Despite believing our football need the witchcraft and black magic touch, the last night game doesn't stop me to continuing watching our football.. BZZZzzzz

17th July : The Real BERSIH

So I went... (Sound so cliché like rantings huh u hu…) but not the Walk for Democracy but this Walk of Life organized by Jacobs, the biscuits company not diamond ring.

I have to say that the night before I was a bit worried If couldn’t finished the 6 kilometers walk without any warm up before and I’d really lazy to exercise all this while. My wife registered for the whole family but finally we decided not to bring the kids as we really bother the burden of carrying Yasmine at my back and Shahnaz at my wifey’s back. So we just sent them to their Mama Sofiya.

I woke up at 6.00 am and after Subuh I drove to Shah Alam and took a mug of Milo for my breakfast. We parked at community hall parking bay from there, we walked to Taman Pertanian Bukit Cahaya .I saw many of peoples wearing the yellow t- shirt and I said I was stuck in a rally. Oh my God, another Bersih, I wish the cops won’t get me the tear gas. Meanwhile a troop of Rela was stationed outside the venue but after a while they all went off after the traffic calm down.

Bukit Cahaya , a supposed to be forest reserve but half of the acres being chopped down by the profit oriented developers. Green but not virgin. We reached the registration counter as early as 7.00 am and there were thousands of yellowed people who get ready to walk. A speech by nobody really irritating the crowds as the way he pronounced English sucks at the official ceremony and fortunately Fara Fauzana who is the ambassador of the biscuit took over and run the stage smoothly. To cut it short, the walk started at 8.30 am and we manage to take the biscuit for the light breakfast.
Yeaah… yeah… the sloping ups and down of the Bukit Cahaya had me curse several time and I feel like fainted. The walk of life now turn to walk to die as I really damn tired but looking at Zareene so in the high motivated of breath walking, I should pretend my ego on that matter.
A nice ambience where I still can enjoy looking some of the participants were hot chicks but looking some of them who suffered carrying their kids, I felt thank god not to bring them together especially when the walk hiking up to the hilly part. At one point of the hill, there was a road named Jalan Bersih and everyone was so excited to snap some photos there, not exceptional me, myself. Yeah.. to remind the Bersih and looking at the current situation seems like Yellow is the New Black and all the dirt’s parts fall to the royal colour now.

The last kilometer was quite challenging and it really testing your foot breaking system. The hilly part was down up to the 60 percent of slope and it very dangerous to the kids and senior citizen. While we walked to the finished line, we saw again Fara Fauzana was walking opposite against us and Zareene had snapped photo with her. We finished the walk by Zareene joining the rumble of free goodies and at that time, I can’t help to pretend my ego again. I sat down at one of the corner and rubbed my leg with the Counterpain. We reached home at 1.00 pm after fetched the kids I slept until 6.00 pm. The unsaid experience and the rally walk that really "bersih" without any provocation, tear gas and the motive is just a healthy life.

From A KL Friendster

Since I came to this big city, I joined so many companies and eventually decided to work with a company that promised not to bankrupt, the government.
17 years in big city, I see various ways people make a living. People with different walk of life running their daily expenses from some wage earners like me, the night market dealers, taxi drivers, and many more and there are some who really glitter in their career like corporate leaders.
Bitter sweet pill in a big city and the challenges of life is karma. Some may win, some lose depends on the efforts and their faith. Walking to Chow Kit and Kampung Baru, we might have seen many stalls run by outsiders. Uptown, Downtown, Street Walk Nighttown and lymph samples of their business and we can see Indons carry outlets. There are our small- medium business entrepreneurs. In other words, a prosperous country is a country that is easy to make life and business transactions without any restrictions. We left them a blank cheque to be completed, participated in the rally and we showed what we left and finally we blame other people that share taken by others.

My friend who had just returned from the UK told me that there is a tax of up to 40% of what is stated in the pay slip for an employee. In addition, TV and radio also have a license and taxes paid. Fresh engineer salary in KL may be only RM3000, but they only have to pay about RM 50. However, making the noise is a property of our citizens. Malaysian always choose to mumbling rather than grab the opportunity and never been grateful for what they have. They feel as if they might be happier if their children had each day be the Jedi rebellion instead of going to school. What is the justice that they will see? Are they really the desire for freedom of speech but have a hard time to make a living? Can we burp with the freedom of speech without food in the stomach?

As for myself, I just want my children to live in peace in the city. Growing up with an adequate education, respect for the elderly and able to stand on their feet. Outsiders just easily come here making profits and taken back to their respective states. For us we prefer deal with demonstrates. We choose to fight the sinister way with something that we have for a long time.

9th July : Anarchy In The KL & Floria 3.0

9th July. While Bersih is trying clean up the electoral system, I made my own way. I was never influenced by any parties to join their rallies perhaps; I'm a rally virgin and believed the current political turned to be infectious maggots. Like I said in my previous article, it’s all about cakes seizing and who’s gonna be the so called “breadwinner of the country. “.
“Before they go to Putrajaya”, I decided to go to Putrajaya and enjoy the third Floria. This year, my “won-bid umbrella” is taking part in the garden competition. That’s tradition to my jabatan to borrow my umbrella as part of their garden accessories. The theme of ‘Roses are forever” maybe borrowed by the catchy James Bond’s movie titled “Diamonds are forever”.
Yasmine so keen to be part of promotional team and she was giving leaflets and handouts to the public who transited at JLN’s steel garden. Shahnaz was crying out loud all day long and maybe temperature is just not for her to enjoy the garden display show. Our garden just next to “Penang’s expensive garden” and I said to one of my colleagues, there is only one way to beat them which is a striptease show on the judging day.

While we walk to view the other gardens, we met Dato’ Seri Najib and he looked calm like no rally would be held of the day. While KL is still hustle-bustled by the rally, I saw the Mayor eating something in the pack food. Maybe he’s too dizzy with the city’s current problem and the protocol’s breakfast is too late for his tummy. Yesterday’s Bernama news reported his mayor-ship had been extended by another year. Ohh yes.. He has strong character. We backed home at 3.30pm and grabbed my Aspire One. Khairy,Mat Sabu, Ambiga, Anwar and many political leaders had been arrested said Mkini.com. Serve them right.
Mat and Munna had cancelled our “TT” session due to roadblock at NKVE. I took ablution and discovered my right hand still smelled of the yesterday Kudu’s curry.

Flesh N Blood in Political Playground

To understand the present political scenario is very weird and unpredictable. The racial prejudice is still something debatable and most likely every parties is fighting the portion of their cake besides fighting for the fair election.

I frequently spend my free time by reading blogs from famous people of the country. My blog list are mostly from politician or if not they are might be politic's reporters and or else they related to politic. To sum up about the current politic, what I can say is, nothing more about struggle and sacrifice but it is more about how to win the slice of the cake. Some people might don’t agree with this, as they considered me as unqualified person to talk about politics. But…whatever it is, I just want throw my idea what do I feel about father – kid’s leadership as I see there are weird things amongst political inherited stand. In this country and many countries, politician often produce politician which is means this career is inherited by generation. Some of the clear examples are like the current Prime Minister , Datuk Seri Najib who is the son of the second Prime Minister, Tun Razak , Anwar and Nurul Izzah, George Bush Sr. and Jr., Tun Mahathir and Mukhriz, Indira and Rajiv Ghandhi and many more, which their stand is still in the same foundation as like father like son, like father like daughter.

On the other hand I also captured there are few of them who produce the other opinion’s product. Meaning to say their kids are opposed them in their political manner. Does political stand separate family? No and yes depend on cases. If you run through the history, Dr. Mahathir seems more to like an ultra- Malay who fight everything for the Malays and his stand was made other races worried. From the moment he started the Malay Dilemma until he stepped down, he always talk about the Malay development and he really bother about the Malay growth but from “A Doctor in the House” he denied being a racist. By and large, most Malay is more comfortable during his tenure-ship and why? Because no matter how modern thinking Tun is, he still back to the roots or there are still conventional way in him. Mukhriz ? He is okay and now that he seems at the same mould with the father but what about Marina? the well-known social activist. She and her SIS buddies , and what do tou think of her? What can be concluded if you read Rantings by MM and what kind of person Marina is? Is she liberal? urbanist , feminist or modern? Whatever your perception is, you might agree that they way she brought up give a prime impact or some extrovert influence to her in such a manner. The moment she asked some Malay women to flock at Starbucks Bangsar last year proved she’s the other way around and may be a lil bit liberal . O maybe because of her multiracial mixed around forced her to be like that or what but her statement towards some race on her blogs a lil bit harsh( u read n discover this ) The way she expressed her point on her blogs most like a police chasing a robber and contradicts with her father.

Now, let's just see the icon related to the current issue, Bersih 2.0. I see Datuk A Samad Said is someone who against the present government and his attendance on some of the public rally show he’s really unsatisfied on certain things. He who asked to give statement at Dang Wangi Station regarding her ammunition poem and the way he recalled the Boston Tea Party in his poetic ammo (Unggun Bersih) sounds he think the current administer is really helter-skelter. Does Nuraina agreed with that? I’m not sure but I saw some of this NST journalist writings are more to pro the government. Who else? Pairin and Jefrey Kitingan, Khalid Samad and Shahrir Samad, Zairil and Khir Johari.

What is happening in the current political crisis had made my brain cells digest a little bit on the family factor in understanding the political stand. What exactly fathers think may not influence the children? Or whether children today are very stubborn to not want to listen to the parents directly? Now I must be worried about both of my daughter, not about the politic wise but if they totally against me in the future. I’d better be paranoid now rather than regret at the end of the day. I might not agree with my father on certain aspect, but most of his advice proved of my faith today.