- Equation of Transition -

I have a lot of unfinished scripts in my hard disk. Lots and
lots of them. I wonder why I stopped working on them. Perhaps it is because I’m
occupied with other things this few months, and I imagine I would be still this
coming few months (since I’m already working on the dissertation).

Just to prove my point (the one in the first line) this is two of the many short stories I worked on a few while back.

Appreciate constructive (and why not… destructive)
criticism. Enjoy!

 
“Malang betul nasib aku berjiran dengan
makhluk begitu. “

Raja diam lagi. Kalau tidak kerana sudah lama mengenali Maran, mesti dia jelak mendengar keluhannya.

Ada saja yang tak kena dengan dunia Maran.
Raja akur. Tuhan jadikan makhluk dengan jantina dan personaliti berbeza. Kita
harus terima mereka seadanya.

“ Apa sebabnya
kau hendak berjumpa? Kau tahu bukan aku sibuk? Bini aku di rumah masih menyusukan anak. Mereka
semua perlukan makanan, “ kata Raja dengan suara mendatar.

“ Aku tahu,
“ Maran kelihatan tidak keruan. “ Ini masalah besar, Raja. Kita harus
bertindak. “

“ Pasal si
Perang lagi? “

Langkah
Maran terhenti, bahunya jatuh dirudum kecewa.Butir-butir perkataan yang keluar
dari mulut Raja seolah-olah memberitahu yang dia pembawa masalah. Masalah tu
memang dah wujud, aku cuma bawakannya kepada kau, gerutu Maran dalam hati.

“ Cakaplah,
apa dia, “ Raja memujuk. Dia sedar Maran tersinggung. Sahabatnya yang satu itu
sangat sensitif perangainya. Dia kasihkan Maran, mereka kenal dah lama. Sedari
azali.

Maran yang
tadi mundar-mandir tak keruan duduk di sisi Raja. Dia menghela nafasnya
dalam-dalam. “ Kau dah dengar fatwa baru yang diwartakan semalam? “

Raja
menggeleng. Semalam dia tiada di sini. Dia di kampung sebelah, ke pasar mencari
ikan kerisi yang diidamkan Manja. Dengan kelahiran lima anaknya dia tidak menang tangan
menguruskan rumahtangga. Apatah lagi untuk menghadiri perhimpunan, atau
beromong kosong. Dia tiada masa.

“ Semalam
Tomtom balik dari Kampung Molek, fiilnya pelik betul. Selalu kalau sampai di
rumah dia beri salam, kali ini masuk-masuk sahaja ‘Apa di atas?’ “

“ Apa di
atas? “

“ Dalam
bahasa Perang si pendatang itulah. Aku hairan betul. Belum lama dia di sini dah
mula orang terikut-ikut perangai bangsanya. Entah apa hantu yang dibelanya, “
Maran meluahkan rasa hati yang telah sekian lama terbuku.

Raja
merenung jauh. Terlalu banyak perkataan dalam mulutnya, semua bercampur-baur.
Perasaannya berkecamuk.

“ Entah apa
yang hebatnya tentang dia tu. Siang malam mencantikkan diri, asyik masuk pertandingan kecantikan. Siang berjaga, tengok tv.
Malam tidur, langsung tak menjaga rumah. Bukan dia yang menjaga manusianya,
tapi dah terbalik. Bagus sangatlah tu! “ Maran meluahkan kata-kata berbisa.

Sebuah
keluhan terlepas daripada mulut Raja. Macam mana hendak aku terangkan kepada
kau, Maran? Sekarang bukan mcam dulu lagi. Sekarang sudah zaman milenium,
semuanya dah terbalik. Kita orang tua yang masih berpegang kepada adat dan
tradisi dikatakan ke belakang. Ketingalan zaman. Zaman kita, zaman pioneer, kata
mereka itu zaman Tuk Kaduk!

– This, I already forgot what it is all about  

BAB 1:

BURUNG MURAI, BURUNG
MERBUK

Sebenarnya kami bersahabat
baik. Walaupun usia perkenalan masih setahun jagung, kami boleh dikatakan agak
rapat. Sewaktu tingkatan satu, dia di kelas Ibnu Sina, manakala aku di kelas
Al-Razi. Bermula sesi persekolahan tingkatan dua, kami diletakkan dalam kelas
yang sama. Memang mudah untuk berkawan dengannya. Orangnya agak pendiam. Kena
betullah dengan diriku yang becok dan lantang. Waktu menyusun meja aku
cepat-cepat memilih tempat kosong di sebelahnya. Semenjak hari itu aku dan dia duduk
sekumpulan. Dalam kelas itu pelajar diletakkan enam berkumpulan. Ada dua orang pelajar
lelaki dalam kumpulan kami; pelajar lelaki memang tidak banyak di kelas ini.
Mungkin kerana kebanyakan mereka dilonggokkan dalam kelas Khawarizmi, kelas yang
terakhir.

Walaupun begitu, pelajar
terpandai alam kelas ini, merangkap pelajar terpandai dalam seluruh tingkatan
dua Sekolah Menengah Syed Abdul Kader ini seorang pelajar lelaki yang
bernama Nik Kamarul Arifin. Sejak dia
masuk ke sekolah ini penggal lepas, sudah tak ada peluang lagi untuk orang lain
mendapat nombor satu. Asyik-asyik namanya yang naik. Mujur juga aku masih
berjaya mengekalkan tempat pertama terbaik matapelajaran Sejarah dan Bahasa
Inggeris. Si bijak pandai itu setakat ini hanya mampu terbaik dalam
matapelajaran Bahasa Melayu dan Matematik. Sahabat baikku pula masih ratu
subjek Geografi dan Pendidikan Islam. Subjek-subjek berbaki iaitu Kemahiran
Hidup Bersepadu dan Sains masih tiada penggondol gelaran yang tetap.

Sahabat baikku bernama
Syarifah Aqila bt Mohd Zafri. Semua orang memanggilnya Aqila. Kadang-kadang,
aku memanggilnya dengan nama Qila (jimat sedikit air liur). Ada juga
budak-budak nakal yang memberinya gelaran yang bermacam-macam. Qila pernah
digelar kodok (kerana dia takutkan katak), anak kucing basah (yang ini aku
kurang pasti mengapa), Fumakila dan entah apa-apa nama lagi. Pelik juga apabila
mengenangkan perbuatan mereka. Ah, sebenarnya mereka itu suka mangusik Qila
kerana dia cantik, dan sifat keperempuanannya lebih sedikit daripada aku. Aku
tahu ketua tukang ejek si Farish itu sebenarnya sukakan Aqila. Nampaknya dia
rela main ‘kotor’ daripada mengakui perasaan sebenarnya. Bagus juga begitu. Sebenarnya
aku juga seperti Qila; kami tak gemar bermain cinta. Banyak lagi perkara yang
lebih menarik daripada bermain cinta dengan pelajar lelaki. Kalau Farish
mengaku pada Qila yang dia sukakannya, dah tentu ditolak mentah-mentah. Lepas
itu tak tahulah aku di mana Farish boleh letakkan mukanya!

This one is a bit
fortunate, as i still very much remember what it is about this one has 5
chapters… unfinished!

I shall post the
next part sometime later… depending on the respond

Good question eh?

Takda masa la… I’m typing this at 4:24am, itupun kebetulan my insomnia hits. All i had was tea - could tea be my caffeine? Hahaha… Beats me! (Dush! Dush!)

Right now at the top of my is is - ada 4 lagi assignments that i need to finish. that’s if i count them right (entah2 ada 5 kot, but mesti la tolak satu kan since i finished one just at 3am tadi?).

Speaking of which, kenapa my coursemate (who is supposedly to be ‘close’ to me) didn’t tell me about the equation inserter? adakah sebab dia memang tidak tahu ataupun dia saja mahu simpan sedikit markah untuk dirinya sendiri?

Yes people, in this age of IT i almost did the millenium’s taboo - i was just about to make up my mind that assignment statistic itu harus dihantar saja walaupun bertulisan tangan. Namun begitu terfikir la jugak; tak ke hina kalau semua orang taip pakai komputer (which, according to my friend, is exactly what is happening)? ME, if i made up my mind about something, i’d just do it. no amount of persuasion would change my stone-hard-rock resolution.

Actually, it just takes the right person

So before making a big mistake (kalau dah decide mesti laa dah terus buat kan?) i pinged my good friend lynkin, who convinced me that EVERYTHING is typed nowadays (dammit, that’s my point!) and there is (ADA benda tu) this thing that could induce the maths formula to appear on the screen. WHAT?

Oh yeah, dulu masa degree maths assignment pakai tulis tangan je, sebab (kononnyaaa) PC dah berat dan hard disk pun dah tak cukup2 sebab penuh dek CAD dan 3D rendering.

So shawn saved the day, even in her state of mengantuk-ness. Thanx Shawnzie!

Kippo sedang kepanasan (i.e. ‘on heat’), maka dua tiga hari ni kompemlah pening kepala. Nak neuter tapi tak dapat pegi gov clinic coz it’s too far away. Kat Kebun Teh! Minyak RM20, tapi perkara yang nak dibuatnya RM10 je harganya. atooii..!!!

Nak tido! HA… but i really do prefer sleeping in (besok boleh sleep in!).

I guess this flu is taking it’s toll on me ^_~ jomla tido jom jom cuba jom!

Nitey nite!                                                                                                                                                                                                NAk kEk ni!

What is the equation?

I suppose when you find the equation, you’d have found the answer. I have not yet managed to do so. A few things are in place now, but some things are still hanging in the balance.

What I do know is, the equation is not E=mc²… It’s much more complicated than that.  That’s why it is kind of difficut to explain it.  Often, it is sort of frustrating when people just don’t understand that you’re dealing with some kind of jumbled up mess that will take you some time to sort them out.  In the end, you can only hope and pray for that person’s consideration, and pray that they remember their words to understand and to be patient.

I’ve been asked to join the swimming team.  Quite hilarious I guess, considering the fact that I’ve only been swimming for about 2 years (maybe less, if you count the days I actually swim in water).  Did I say yes?  I did.  Probably it was the whole absurdity of the fact that I may/can/will compete against the others that caught me off-guard, that all I’m able to say was YES.  Well, they probably changed their mind when I join them for practice anyway.

Still, I can always use the workout (and the free swimming pool entry). So even if I’m not on the team, I’d probably still join them for practice. Maybe then I can honestly claim that I’ve been swimming for two solid years. Hahha…

I’m going to meet a friend and catch up sometime this week.  Need to borrow a digital camera. 

Just stumble upon this link - dah basi kot, but it’s still funny as hell

Here’s some of my favourite

K^^^^ Prevents That Sinking Feeling. - what I’d wear on my shirt ^_^

No K^^^^, No Comment. - What K wud wear on his shirt

There’s More Than One Way To Eat A P’zah. - Hehe >:D Who wants to eat a P’zah?

The Dirt says Hot, The Label says P’zah. - wut I wud give my K to wear hehehee

Do You Have The Doofy Inside? - You have it, I have it!

Leave the Doofy to Us. - coz you really can’t leave the doofus alone. Trust me.

Gotta Lotta Lynkin. - But not lately, she’s so busy nowadays…

The Lynkin That Likes To Say Yes. - Definitely not the 1 i have

The Good Hana Kids Go For. - Hehe… perfect on the favourite aunty’s shirt ^_^

Strong and Beautiful, Just Like Hana. - wut Hana’s K shirt should say?

There’s First Love, and There’s Baiti Love. - Hehe, dat’s right. Baiti Love!
                                                                  Everyone  need some Baiti Love :B

Why Can’t Everything Orange Be Baiti? - Kan best?!

For The Kathy You Don’t Yet Know. - For Mr. X She Doesn’t yet know ehehe

A Kathy Is Forever. - Damn Right!

Don’t Leave Home Without Farah. - What the t-shirt I’d give his Padi wud say

Just One Farah - Give It To Me! - the t-shirt Padi is likely to wear (LOL!)

Boy, wasn’t that fun! Need more fun? Go watch Transformers, I’d say it’s a five over five (5/5) stars material. Seriously.

credit to : http://www.thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi

I haven’t been updating my blog
for a while. Same as some of my friends.
I’m in a really unstable place right now. When you’re in transition, it kind of feels adventurous since you never
know what’s going to happen. On the
other hand, it’s a bit hard to definitely decide since the uncertainty is
there.

 
But you decide anyway, and hope
that your plans will not be ruined. That
is when your ability to be innovative and flexible will come to light.

 
Hopefully things will settle down
by the end of July. I’m looking forward
to the next phase of time, and hope that more great wonderful things will
happen.

As of now, I have some thing in
mind that I’d like to see happen in some time in the future.  

Dear Allah,

Please give me wisdom to persevere
through you challenges.

Please grant me more skill to
overcome my problems.

Please  make me a better person so that things will be
easier.

 Aamin.

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All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what
we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life
before we can enter another.  ~Anatole France

A change to celebrate a change. From this day onwards, I shall try to provide a more ‘matured’ feel to this blog. Migrating to wordpress or blogspot did cross my mind a few times, but I dislike signing up for too many accounts for too many purposes on the internet. Mainly because I do not have a specific system to remember passwords, username, and I tend to come up with a different u/name and p/w or every other account, and then I forgot the combination. I really don’t think that using the same u/name and p/w for every online account; that’s an open attack to my e-banking.

Here are a few things I’d like to change for myself :-

1) Less procrastination

2) Less sleeping

3) More productivity

4) More creativity

5) Less inches on the thigh

6) Smaller/Sexier tummy

7) More workout

Less indulgence

9) More confidence

10) More Awareness

Yes, I suppose it sounded a bit serious. I’m more matured now, remember?

Shawn - great idea!!!

TWELVE THINGS YOU’LL NEVER HEAR AN EMPLOYEE TELL HIS/HER
BOSS

1. Never give me work in the morning. Always wait until 5:00 and then bring it
to me. The challenge of a deadline is always refreshing.

2. If it’s really a "rush job," run in and interrupt me every 10
minutes to inquire how it’s going. That greatly aids my efficiency.

3. Always leave without telling anyone where you’re going. It gives me a chance
to be creative when someone asks where you are.

4. If my arms are full of papers, boxes, books or supplies, don’t open the door
for me. I might need to learn how to function as a paraplegic in future and
opening doors is good training.

5. If you give me more than one job to do, don’t tell me which is the priority.
Let me guess.

6. Do your best to keep me late. I like the office and really have nowhere to
go or anything to do.

7. If a job I do pleases you, keep it a secret. Leaks like that could get me a
promotion.

8. If you don’t like my work, tell everyone. I like my name to be popular in conversations.

9. If you have special instructions for a job, don’t write them down. If fact,
save them until the job is almost done.

10. Never introduce me to the people you’re with. When you refer to them later,
my shrewd deductions will identify them.

11. Be nice to me only when the job I’m doing for you could really change your
life.

12. Tell me all your little problems. No one else has any and it’s nice to know
someone is less fortunate.

_____________________________________________________________________

An old occupation

Day Off, a Boss’s Perspective

So, you want the day off?

Let’s take a look at what you are asking for.

There are 365 days per year available for work. There are 52 weeks a year in which you already get 2 days off per week, leaving 261 days available for work. Since you spend 16 hours each day away from work, you have used up
170 days, leaving 1 days available. You spend 30 minutes a day on a coffee break. That accounts
for 23 days each year, leaving only 68 days available. With one Hour for lunch period
each day you use up another 46 days,
leaving only 22 days available to work.
You normally spend 2 days a year for sick
leave. This leaves you only 20 days
available for work. We are off for 5
holidays per year, so your available working time is down to 15 days. We generously give you 2 weeks off for vacation per year. This only
leaves 1 day available for work.

And I’ll be darned if you’re going to take that day off!!

During the heat of the space race in the 1960’s, NASA decided it needed a
ball point pen to write in the zero gravity confines of its space capsules.

After considerable research and development, the Astronaut Pen was developed
at a cost of $1 million. The pen worked and also enjoyed some modest success as
a novelty item back here on earth.

An engineering student is walking along when a fellow student arrives on a
new bicycle. Impressed, he asks, "Where did you got this beautiful
bicycle?"

"Well," the second engineering student says, "A couple of
days ago I was just walking along when this georgeous blonde pulls up, hops off
the bike, rips off all her clothes, and says ‘take what you want’."

Three freshman engineering students were sitting around talking between
classes, when one brought up the question of who designed the human body.

One of the students insisted that the human body must have been designed by
an electrical engineer because of the perfection of the nerves and synapses.

Another disagreed, and exclaimed that it had to have been a mechanical engineer
who designed the human body. The system of levers and pullies is ingeniuos.

"No," the third student said "your both wrong. The human body
was designed by an architect. Who else but an architect would have put a toxic
waste line through a recreation area?"

An engineer, a mathmatician and an arts graduate were given the task of
finding the height of a church steeple (the first to get the correct solution
wins a $1000).

The engineer tried to remember things about differential pressures, but
resorted to climbing the steeple and lowering a string on a plumb bob until it
touched the ground and then climbed down and measured the length of the string.

The Mathematician layed out a reference line, measured the angle to the top
of the steeple from both ends and worked out the height by trigonometry.

However, the arts graduate won the prize. He bought the vicar a beer in the
local pub and he told him how high the church steeple was.

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Just a joke to spice up your friday ^_^ more engineers joke coming up (please… I google up architect jokes and they give me engineer’s. Figure that out).

1. friend n 1.
        so. whom one knows well, intimate, kawan; (rather fml)
        sahabat: he has always been a loyal ~ to me, dia selalu menjadi
        kawan setia saya; 2. acquaintance, rakan, kawan, teman; (liter.
        or dated) taulan, handai; (collectively) sahabat handai, handai
        taulan: her ~s came from all over the country to attend her wedding,
        rakan-rakannya datang dr seluruh negeri utk menghadiri majlis
        perkahwinannya; 3. patron, lover, peminat: ~s of the
        theatre, peminat teater;
2. friend  4. supporter (of cause,
        fight, party, etc) penyokong: he’s no ~ of our movement, dia
        bukan penyokong gerakan kita; 5. st helpful, teman: diamonds
        are a girl’s best ~, berlian ialah teman wanita yg paling rapat; 6.
        person who is not an enemy, kawan: “who goes there? F~ or foe?”,
        “siapa tu? Kawan atau lawan?”; 7. a. term used when addressing a
        group of people, saudara sekalian, saudara-saudara; (colloq)
        kawan-kawan, teman-teman;  

Source: Karyanet; DBP

 
Have you ever, one day, just sit and think about
your friends?

Friends who you think are the closest and the ones
who understand you most.

Friends who would go for miles for you.

Friends you would love to still be friends with but
no longer can.

Friends who turned out to be enemies.

Friends who were forgotten but came back and became
better friends.

Friends that you wish you do not have.

Friends that you wish understand just as much as
you understand them.

Friends that hurts you most, friends that heal.

Friends that makes up for all the friends you wish
you have, and

Friends that make you feel okay having just a handful of friends.

 
Doesn’t it feels funny when unexpectedly, someone
whom you does not expect seem to think of you as a friend? And someone whom you
expect to be a friend turns out to be unexpectedly unfriendly?

 
Some of the funny things in life that you can’t
explain ^_~
 

To everyone I have called friends, you are still my
friends. I don’t have a lot of friends, but you made me see that I don’t need
as many. Sometimes finding out whom you
can befriend and who wants to befriend you is a wonderful surprise.
 

“To the world, you may only be someone, but to
someone, you may mean the world.”

 
So dear friends, if you’ve always felt that there’s
a person out there who you want to be friend with, just say hi and give it a
try. You’ll never know how far those selfless first-step may take you ^_^
 

Friendships Remain and Never Can End ~ except for the
few crooked ones that should!