Entry Ini Tiada Unsur-Unsur Lucah, Sila Baca.

Mengenai tajuk entry ini, aku tipu. Sebenarnya ada unsur-unsur lucah yang ingin aku selitkan di sini iaitu isu LUCAH yang sepatutnya menjadi RAHSIA dalam kelambu, atau dalam bilik hotel atau di mana jua ianya dipraktikkan, atau diadakan berita yang ia dipraktikkan(maksudnya cerita lucah yang diada2kan). Tidak kiralah ianya berlaku atau tidak, sepatutnya ini RAHSIA. Sekali lagi aku ulangi, RAHSIA.

Akan tetapi, isu LUCAH(luar atau dalam tabii terserahlah) tidak lagi dianggap sebagai rahsia dalam kelambu di negara kita tercinta Malaysia ini. Atau dikenali dengan negara serba boleh, negara boleh, boleh blah, atau secara ringkasnya, BOLEHLAND. Ya, BOLEHLAND. Malaysia Boleh! Segalanya boleh!!! Melayu boleh!.ops. terlebih sudah.

Pasal isu ini, aku rasa seperti orang bodoh apabila diperdengarkan dengan berita-berita MENJIJIKKAN yang disajikan di dalam rancangan-rancangan di televisyen kita. Rancangan bukan sebarang rancangan tv, tetapi BERITA-BERITA JAM 8 MALAM!. dan berita ini tiada klasifikasi 18SX pun. Maksudnya seluruh rakyat jelata, atok, nenek, mak, bapak, bapak ayam, mak ayam,ayam kampung, ayam-ayam, kanak-kanak melayu cina india, bahkan agaknya sperma dalam duktus sperma pun boleh menonton RANCANGAN MASA PRIMA INI.

Ungkapan seperti "dia mengaku telah diTUUUTTT oleh si polan dan si polan pada waktu sekian sekian di sekian sekian" atau "defendan tidak mandi selama dua hari dan hanya membilas TUUUUTTT nya untuk mengekalkan bukti dia telah diTUUUTT". Dan si polan yang telah kononnya diTUUUUTTT itu pula dengan tidak malunya mengakui segalanya, siap sumpah lagi. wow, apa agaknya yang dia dapat ya?renung2kan.

Ya, bagi aku, sama ada benar perkara TUUUTT itu terjadi ataupun tidak, itu perkara kedua. Namun apa yang penting di sini ialah apa yang cuba disampaikan oleh media? perlukah mereka menggambarkan perkara-perkara sebegitu di layar kaca televisyen rumah kita? kenapa isu-isu ini tenggelam dan timbul? dan timbulnya pula di masa2 tertentu?(malas nak cakap, 16 mei ada apa peristiwa penting yg akan terjadi?ha lu pikirla sendiri)

Aku bukanlah hendak menjadikan blog ini sebagai blog politik atau pro mana-mana pihak. TIDAK SAMA SEKALI. Akan tetapi, bukankah ini yang kita namakan KEBEBASAN BERSUARA, yang semua orang war-warkan?yang MEREKA war-warkan? kadang-kadang aku menyampah dengan semua ini. Rakyat jelata seperti DIPERBODOHKAN dengan isu-isu yang BODOH, dan orang yang rendah tahap ilmu seperti aku pun boleh mentafsirkan betapa BODOHNYA isu-isu yang dimainkan.

Bukan sahaja isu lucah ini ya? nanti akan kukupas lagi di lain entry tentang isu-isu lainnya. Malangnya, ada juga yang tidak sedar mereka DIPERBODOHKAN. atau mereka sedar, tetapi PURA-PURA TIDAK SEDAR dan menurut sahaja apa yang diperkatakan kerana mungkin mereka dapat IMBUHAN(?) jika terus MEMPERBODOHKAN DIRI.

Baik media menyiarkan sahaja aksi TUUUUUTTT itu supaya budak2 boleh faham.

HambaMalam

I Was This Close

Have you ever traveled for miles, and then you are as close as 5 minutes from the person that you really want to meet all this while, and you didn't? well I have. Last night.

Damn, what happened?

Well i can only say,

I fucked up.



HambaMalam

Why am I writing like a teacher?

I know more and more that it’s hard to be an educator. It is a responsibility that must be carried on our shoulders, and not everyone can carry this burden. Some maybe able and willing but their destiny is not in this field. For us who had been chosen to be here, we have no choice other than to carry out this responsibility in the best way that we can.

Choices – this is what teaching is mostly about. It is true that the syllabus has been readied for us to follow. But what we bring in class, the choice is ours to make. What we want the students to understand, the choice is ours to make. Whether we want to teach only the surface or deep to the roots, the choice is also ours to make.

We must remember, what we choose, we must consider. Yes, I did write about considering things associated to our students, but remember, we have a life too. Not dedicated is bad, really bad. More dedication towards our profession is good. Over dedicated is also not appropriate. It’s our choice to be which. And it’s soothing to know that we made a right choice, considering all the things that we might affect. But there’s one thing, isn’t making choices is the hardest thing to do in life?

We can never say that we made the right choice until we took it. And time will tell whether what we did is right or wrong. As teachers, the future is in our hands, and choices are as difficult as choosing between life and death. Well, what we have to do is to pray, that the choices that we’ve made and the choices that we will make are the right ones.

How do I choose to end this entry? Well, I choose to end it with a smile. *Smile. :)


HambaMalam

Eyes Wide Open

I realized something, my eyes are now looking at perspectives wider than before. There were a lot of things that I have learnt and acquire in order to prepare myself for the future that awaits me in more or less a year – when I will be posted to one of the schools anywhere in this country.

Before this, I thought that an English teacher do simple things such as playing games with words and ask students to answer questions based on the text given. Well, I thought wrong. Teachers have a lot to do in class, teachers can do a lot in class, teachers have to prepare a lot before they start one day in school.

Methods in teaching students vary a lot from a teacher to another. This variation does not only depend on the teachers themselves, but there are a lot of other things to be considered. The students, time, school, administration, environment, communities, culture, and a lot more to list, all this must be considered before a teacher prepares a lesson plan.

And the steps that the teachers had taken did not always end in success. Surprisingly, they often turn out unsuccessful. Why? Because from 40 students, can we guarantee that half of them are able to inhale even half of what we are trying to deliver to them? Think about it.

There’s nothing easy in being someone called “teacher”. So whoever took this profession thinking that they will be working for only half-day and enjoying the rest of it, then think again.

Think again for another one thousand times. Can you smile now?


HambaMalam

Stupidity

Remembering an incident in class, I said a sentence that sounds somewhat like this, “No wonder this writing got marginalized, the writer writes about stones, hills, trees, birds and other animals that talk. I don’t mind if they speak about interesting things, but what they talk about is simply stupid. The whole story is stupid.”

When I think back about what I said, I think I should not have said that. Different people have different opinions and different opinions set different interpretation for stupidity. Maybe for me it’s stupid, but for the writer and the people whom he wrote it for, it maybe a very sacred story. Or maybe it’s a very humorous story, in their point of view.

And that’s the problem for most of us nowadays. We don’t respect others, their opinions, and their cultures. What we think about is mainly ourselves. If we look at some people with some strange clothes or accessories or way of life, we quickly come to conclusions such as these people are “uncivilized”, “weirdos”, “orthodox”, or “strange” without knowing that those things maybe normal for them.

For most of us, the “strange” things that we see in other cultures are weird, simply because we are not used to it. That’s why we often say what I said in class that day. “Stupid” things are not stupid just because we say they’re stupid. Sometimes, those things are not even close to stupid.

Without knowledge, we simply say that something is stupid. The question is, are we that good?


HambaMalam

Kenangan Dunia Permotoran

Semalam. 27.3.2010. Semalam hari yang seronok. Semalam hari yang sangat ceria. Semalam hari yang sangat memenatkan. Tapi seronok. Sudah lama rasanya aku tidak merasa begitu puas keluar seharian. Sudah lama rasanya aku tidak ride bersama rakan2 JMC-JerungSeMelaya. Walaupun ride dekat2.

Panas. Sungguh panas cuaca semalam. Perjalanan aku ke Dataran Merdeka dihiasi dengan bahang pada bahagian tubuhku yang terdedah. Memang panas. Sampai2, cuma aku seorang. Diikuti dengan saudara Auk. Kemudian barulah Black, Amy, King, Feakree dan lain2 tiba.

TTDI. Majlis pembukaan MOTOLAND kafe & bistro. Makan2. Sembang2. Tengok Ferrari. Bergambar. Seronok.

Selesai di TTDI, ada yang balik, ada yang menuju ke Shah Alam. Aku turut ke Shah Alam. Perjalanan ke shah alam suam2 kuku. Udara petang atas highway agak panas. Semua bawak dah macam setan. highway, sebat. koner, sebat. aku duduk belakang jelah tengok. Sampai Shah Alam. Lepak di dataran Shah Alam bersama 6 yang lain.

Lepas Maghrib. Sampai di rumah. Rehat. Pukul 11 keluar balik. Lepak kat Jalan Ipoh pulak. Port biasa, warung Pak Hamid. Sembang-sembang-sembang. Ucop & the gang balik awal sikit. Tinggal la aku, Black, Amy jerungdurjana & Abang Besar.

Seronok dengar cerita dari Abang Besar zaman dia muda2 dulu. Tentang laju, race, duit, motor, highway, darah, minyak, dan nyawa. Jiwa laju punya orang. Sekarang sudah ada family. Jiwa tu diwarisi kat orang2 muda zaman ni pula.

Sembang-sembang-dan sembang lagi. Walaupun aku banyak jadi pendengar, maklumlah budak-budak. Sekali sekala mencelah juga, bila ada kemusykilan. Kadang2 terkena. Maklumlah, nak belajar kena banyak dengar. Resipi memang banyak. resipi nak laju. Tengok hati la,kalau mau, kalau poket tebal. Tinggal motor. Tapi itu motor untuk pegi cari ilmu maa. Bukan stok lari highway tiap2 minggu. Sembang2 sampaila pukul 3 pagi baru sampai rumah.

Tinggal lagi sebulan masa untuk aku di kota Kuala Lumpur ini. Selepas ini aku akan ke ibu kota di selatan pula. Aktiviti permotoran, aku tahu tidaklah semeriah di Kuala Lumpur ni. Rakan2 dalam Jerung Motor Club-JerungSe-Melaya, dan tak lupa juga rakan2 baru dari United Sharks, aku pasti akan merindui korang semua.

Dalam hidup ni rakan-rakan datang dan pergi. Kadang2 kita yang pergi dari rakan2. Yang patah akan tumbuh dan yang hilang akan berganti. Tetapi yang patah dan hilang itu akan tetap menjadi kenangan selama-lamanya.

Buat rakan-rakan JerungSeMelaya dan Jerung Motor Club khasnya, member2 United Sharks, dan rakan-rakan lain amnya. Tabung Haji Jalan Ipoh, Dataran Shah Alam, Konvoi2, Outmeter, blok terbelah dua, head tercabut, gearbox pecah, tunda motor, tayar pancit, overhaul, motor jem panas, jem rod, piston bocor, reedvalve pecah, pusing 1 malaya. Setiap dari kita mungkin pernah melalui detik-detik ini. Simpanlah.


Semuanya akan menjadi kenangan untuk kita ceritakan kepada anak cucu kita nanti.



HambaMalam

Time

a reminder to myself.

Just don't make it hard. For myself, and for the other person. Just let time show me the answer. If time gives me the signal that I've to go, I'll go. Seriously, I'll go. Yes, I'll go.

But until the signal shows, I'll always be there if she needs me. I'll wait. It's my choice. It's so much better for me this way. I've been through shit for years. Now's the time that I can smile again. And I wont let even a moment go by unattended. It's my time to care. I'm more than happy to be in this situation right now.

Time, I hope your answer is for me to stay forever. But hopes sometimes fade. And forever seems impossible. And when hope is gone, please dear time, really tell me to go. Beg me to go. I'll go. I'll try. Because in life, we have to move on until we reach the ultimate stop.

Maybe this is not my time to receive, but i know this is my time to give.

Maybe this is not my time to be loved, but I know this is my time to love.


HambaMalam