Saturday, February 8, 2014

LBF#1: This Nation

Teresa Kok's Onederful Malaysia Video was another proof that the modern Malaysia's political game has never changed, in fact it has gotten worst. This applies to both coalitions. I first questioned her intentions of coming up with that video, was it to win the public's trust, secure more votes for the next GE or really to fight against corruption and all the angelic missions she had planned out for Malaysia. Gladly, the intention was good and the video was creatively produced. I adore her directing and filming skills. The content was honest and able to strike a vivid message and portray a clear image on how the current government is faulty and its time to flag  them out from ruling. But...seriously, it's a little immature and cheap (that's Malaysian politics..or Global politics). I don't know whether this norm is taking place worldwide or it is just in Malaysia, but sarcasm and indirect mockery seems to be everyone's favorite genre. It has now been part of us; Malaysians. 

More and more TV Shows, movies, dramas are easing out in terms of eastern values and cultures but focusing on humor and sarcasm to be in trend, fit in the industry and make more money. When will I wake up in this country and start looking up at our politicians? Hoping that every single word they say is intellectual, strategic, realistic and futuristic+inspiring?. Oh! We already have those politicians but not many, two most famous would be YB Khairy Jamaludin & YB Nurul Izzah. It is very important to have politicians of these distinct qualities and capabilities to represent, communicate and inspire Malaysians. Our leader is our example, they are our ideal figure of a champion but what is happening now? We make kangkung videos and L-O-L big time watching it, we make parodies that we inject with sarcasms and indirect humiliations. Where did our respect go? These are our leaders, why can't we find the best approach to express, convey the message? Another sad....sad syndrome would be youtube videos and other social media posts responses/comments. Yuna who is making it big time in U.S.A should be given credits and motivated to stay on the right track with her image but once again, our keyboard champions insensitively posted comments which are degrading and humiliating. The rakyat and the leaders are problematic but I love the fact that more and more individuals are starting to take a neutral academic stand with a proper evaluation of facts and holding back before overreacting. At least I have a little peaceful corner here in my own nation.

I would say I find my peace here in the State of Kelantan (specifically Jeli). People are nice, they smile at you and make your day. This place helps you to stay focus, isolate yourself from modern world distractions and unneeded pressure. Even though the growth and development is taking place at a slow pace, so what? at least its taking up shape according to its own definition and formula. It is the power of religion that keeps a nation safe, peaceful and in control. There was this one time, me and my friends went into a house to switch on the lights cause the owner was away for a few days...to our surprise when we walked out of the house, we saw a big group of neighbors on motorbike starring at us. Oh yea, we brought in girls (they wanna take a look of the house) and they thought we're planning to explore each other's body parts in private like most 3GP videos made in Malaysia. I like the fact that these people care, they protect their people and neighborhood. I adore the fact that sex is not just any recreational activities; an open access rituals to live our life?! I feel loved and cared. Religion tells you to investigate, find out the truth before you jumped into a conclusion. Musyawarah. It is a process that is filled with individual respects and is highly sensitive to peaceful practice of mankind. Now in Malaysia, the concept is a little bit there but the implementation is tarnished and faulty. Look at our MPs childish disputes in the parliament, clearly it's like watching "Maharaja Lawak Mega: Parliament Style".

These little brown fingers of mine couldn't do much. I am a Malay from the inside but my alleles express the other side of me; phenotypically. Most of the time, I don't feel belong to either race but I know that I belong to this country; I am Malaysian and I love this nation. I was born here, I grew up here, I sing the National Anthem, I gossip over roti canai and teh tarik, I am thrilled every time I came across an international interview when the interviewee spoke in Malaysian English. So why can't we reform this country our own way? Why must we humiliate and condemn each other to climb up the political ladder? Why can't we compliment and top that up with ideas that we could do better in what way and how? Why can't current MPs tone down with their alter ego?

I have trains of thoughts and threads of ideas in my head but most chose to appear within seconds before disappearing again slightly before these little brown fingers of mine could type it out for you guys to read. I am grateful for the fact that I was chosen and given the opportunity to further my studies abroad in a few months from now by the Malaysian government. And yes its the rakyat's money and investment. I love this nation and I wanna make it better. 

If a victory of a nation is established through condemns, provocations and insults...the defeat would be a similar reflection of it. Earn your throne in the most respectable manner and it shall remain with you as long as your nawaitu is for the greater good of your people and not to be placed on your personal preferences and agendas.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

S07E09: Four Coffins & A Kiss (Season Finale)

People kept it in silence,
They kept it sealed,
Deep inside,
It's an untold truth.

The love that Charles has for the wonderful women in his life was put to test the moment four cold bodies lied each in a glass coffin decorated with white lily. It was utterly unusual; a total meltdown for the residents of The Land of Jewels. As one says, "There's always an ending to every beginning". Four coffins with four dead bodies; cold-pale blue. Dressed in elegant black robe, Foxy sang melancholic-ally for her best friend Courtney. Then came in Leopold, leading the final prayer.

Pure heart, pure diligence,
Born with honesty and ultimate dignity,
My dear Reeta shall rest in peace.

Bold and firm,
   Bid farewell to..
Courtney our beloved honey


But before Leopold could proceed, Charles hustled in and fell on his knees. Tears rolled down his cheek. "If only..I was there for her....", "It's all your fault! You S.O.B!" Patel broke into tears while wailing to Charles' face but she was held back by Foxy and Mama Divas. But before any more dramatic plot could take place...the sky turned red-orange and exposing the glaring eye of the sun. A phoenix flew down accompanied by millions of fireflies and a purple flame emerged turning the phoenix into a beautiful size-zero female with flawless skin. "Charles..an apple is worth the byte...one's true love anecdote turns into an antidote" and she burst into thousand of diamonds.

Charles approached the first corpse with Reeta in it and kiss her gently on the cheek. Neither reaction nor response was shown. He kissed Courtney on her eyes; Neither reaction nor response was shown. He french-kissed Ally on her pale lips; Neither reaction nor response was shown. And finally, he starred blankly at Tiffany...heart beating as fast as lightning, adrenalin rushed through his veins...and muttered, "This is it". The kiss was passionate and mind-intriguing. Sadly, neither reaction nor response was shown.       

Charles fell on his knees again but this time he is dehydrated. He took a look at his palm, minor lesion progressed into major, his vision started to blur, his skin wrinkled as if the nature is squeezing out nutrients from his body. Fleshes on his body disappeared baring naked his skeleton. 

A strong wind blew across the funeral and the four bodies resurrected back to life. Reeta, Courtney, Ally & Tiffany stood on their foot to realize that each of them came back to life carrying a baby in their belly. "What? I'm pregnant?" cried Tiffany.

     
People kept it in silence,
They kept it sealed,
Deep inside,
It's an untold truth.

Charles' soul was resurrected and split-ted up into four growing babies in the womb of all the women who loves him. The true love kiss spell-breaker reversed causing Charles his life. Something must have went wrong somewhere and definitely has something to do with the evil witch, an untold truth that kept us all wondering what actually happened and why? Sometimes a story best tell the way it is and not knowing is the perfect ending....

...........

1 week later

...........

Reeta, Courtney, Ally & Tiffany delivered a baby boy; doppelganger of Charles. Each of them, own a piece of him in their lives. None of them knew what happened to witch though once in a while they could see flashes of the size-zero female figure whom appeared during the funeral holding Charles' hand during the full moon. 




...THE END....

This is a final post before I move on to a new chapter in my life entitled
"Little Brown Fingers"

Thanks to all the characters which was inspired by people around me. Their story is worth the twist. 




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