Living in Kuala Lumpur….and the cost you have to pay….

Salam,

Living in Kuala Lumpur may sounds exciting for most of people. And I admit that at one time, I was one of them. But now, when I am actually staying in KL; I somehow feel irritate sometimes (actually most of the time) as things are just moving fast, way too fast for me… (Except for the crazy traffic jam that I’m facing every single day!!!) People are always busy, they are too busy even to smile or greet each other (except when their bosses are passing through of course…). Money seems to be the center of attraction. To live comfortably in KL, you need money as everything cost money here….from parking fee, to toll fee, Komuter, LRT and even for entering the toilet.

Most of us wake up early and come back late every weekdays and sometime on weekends…and guess for what??? MONEY!!!!...hahaha… working hard is not a crime, finding more money is not a wrong-doing…NO,No,no…but in the effort of doing so, without noticing, unwillingly you will done unjust to the people you love... even to your own self. When we are too obsess in finding money…

We sometimes forget about our children who are waiting to play with their father or mother…waiting for them to come home until they themselves fall asleep…

We sometimes forget to have conversation with our wife/husband who sometimes need aomeone to talk to,... a shoulder to cry on… and when finally he/she comes home; to tired the only thing in mind is to find the bed…

We sometimes forget about our parent back at home who are waiting for at least a phone call from their son or daughter….for it is not their intention to ask for MONEY…just requesting fpr some ATTENTION & LOVE from us…

And..we sometimes even forget our responsibilities as Khalifah and servant of Allah s.w.t…..

Money is teribly important....but is not your everything. Don't trade it with things that you just can't get/buy back....family, friends, children, time, honour and respect.....once you lost them, you can never get them back...even with the money you saved your whole life-time...

 Wassalam...

The reason why I am disgusted with “Aku Masih Dara” film.

Yeah right!!!...according to the director and the actors involved, the films was made based from their noble awareness and responsibility on the social problem faced by Malaysian teenagers. Or is it???...I am sorry, but I BEG TO DIFFER to En Ahmad Idham and the rest of the crew. For me it is such a disgrace to watch Malay girls wear such “prostitute like” attires even for the sake of acting. (To the extent that you actually see the curve of their “boobs” – there you go folks, a truly moral-oriented film specially created for the teen!!!). And such ironic that people involve in this film have the gut to place Islamic content throughout the film. As a Muslim, I am really angry and offended. The filthy words used in the film plus with the shameful attires, I just cannot understand how the hell they can have the gut to relate it with Islamic ethics.

Even the poster for the film will show you on what they are “actually trying to sell”. Make a film if you want to, but be WARNED!!!..  Never try to use Islam as a wicked way to cover the “carcass” that you are trying to sell.  Honestly I will feel VERY awkward, disturbed and ashamed watching this film especially if I watch it at home with my FATHER & MOTHER and with my young nephews.

OK, this post may sound pretty harsh, but as a Muslim….This is my stand, and I am very firm on it.

My New Year (2011) Celebration

Salam to all…

Alhamdulillah....thank you Allah s.w.t for giving me the opportunity to keep on living in this new year of 2011. My previous New Year celebration for 2011 was pretty modest. Supposedly…my wife and I were going to celebrate New Year eve with my ex-housemate from bangi. However the boys are too busy with their girlfriends and ultimately forgot about us…hahaha (don’t ask me what they are busy “with”…jeng3!!!)… Lastly we decided to watch cinema near our place, we watched “Meet the Fockers” and before that had our dinner at our favorite place. i say that the food tasted better with my fair lady accompanying me.

Unbelievably, the boys actually remembered us and gave me a call. It seems that they are “done” with the “thing” that made them busy previously…hahaha… At what time they called you asked me???... AT 01.35 IN THE MORNING!!!!....WOW…HOW THOUGHTFUL OF THEM….what the heck, I just ignore the ringing phone and continue cuddling my wife while we watched movies all night long until 5.00 in the morning.

 As I mentioned earlier on, it was a very modest celebration we had. In my younger days, I will go haywire throughout any celebrations. Going out with my group of friends and wooing the girls all night long is our most favorite part of the show. Hahaha…that was back then.  Now, as I grow older I try to keep it simple. Even in Islam we are taught to be “wasatiah”- humble and modest in our daily lives. And this experience made me realized on how simple moment can turn to become a truly beautiful, magical, inspiring and a fairytale…when you share it with the people that you care and love…Happy New Year to all....

Wassalam.

Goodbye 2010, Welcome 2011...

SALAM,

Yes,… without a doubt, insya-Allah another few more days and we off to 2011 with new aspirations we hope to achieve. However 2010 seems to be a very special year for me. There are lots of memories that will definitely be encrypted forever in my heart…let them be sweet or bitter experience. There’s always lesson to be learned from each of them.

For 2011, In general I hope my path will be blessed by Allah s.w.t and able to become a better khalifah than the previous year. In term of my study, Alhamdulillah my MA is considered done (shoot!!!...took me more than 3 years to finish…hahaha) and definitely I’m not going for my PhD any time soon…hahaha as I need to give my mind some rest for it to recharge.

For my career, I believe I am on the right track…slowly but insya-Allah surely I’m going to improve myself for betterment.  In term of my family..oohhh yesss!!!... you better believe that statement my friend, I’m a married man with a family of my own..hahaha. I hope the happiness will last insya-Allah and we will work hard to preserve it and hopefully will “recruit” Baby John soon (If you what I mean..hahaha). To all, have a FRUITFUL NEW YEAR!!!...

WASSALAM.

The Angry Me…and the Magical Remedy…

Lately I sense that I’m becoming much more hot tempered than I was before… hmm, I guess the stress level that I have to face daily slowly devouring the good Azizul and changing me constantly into a HOT BLOODED-TEMPERED MONSTER!!!... And due to this unwanted development, involuntarily I’ve hurt the feelings of people that love me and that I love… this is something that’s really worrying me.

However, thanks to that special someone, I finally found the best remedy to cool down the raging erupting volcano!!!.. And to whom should I be thankful???.. hahaha  of course my DEAR WIFE, SABRINA…. Whenever she sees me turning into THE INCREDIBLE HULK… guess what she’ll do??? She will instantly give me a BIG…. WARM…..HUG!!!...AND SLOWLY I CHANGE FROM A MONSTROUS HULK…back to the old good me again… aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh…..what a relief….the warm of her hug, feeling her heartbeat beating calmly on my chest, her easy breath on my neck and the sweet smell of her hair… just incomparable;  real comforting...hahaha, I guess that’s enough to describe the amazing feeling….

So the moral of my story???...the simple sincere act of love can cool down even the hottest erupting volcano. So if you’re feeling angry, or the person who you care is having a bad day…..GIVE THEM A WARM HEARTFELT HUG!!!..SO WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR, GO AND HUG SOMEONE…LET IT BE…your husband/wife, mum/dad, siblings, buddy….but KINDLY remember,  only hug someone who is your MUHRIM!!!!!.... 

DON'T MESS WITH ME!!!

AARRRGGGHHHHH!!!

HUG ME!!!....PLEASE.....

My Unbelievable Multicultural Family Background.

First thing first…..Yes I admit… my physical look may not perfectly describe my various inherited bloodline that flows in my veins. I look just like any typical Malay man,.. however I believe I’m a little bit darker than the rest of them…hahaha. However my family heredity came from various countries and races. It is pretty bizarre, but that’s what makes me proud being a family member of a fine collection of difference set of cultures and religion assimilated to one happy family.

Let starts from my father side. My father’s bloodlines were originated from Dutch (Great grandfather and great grandmother of my grandfather) and Ceylon (my grandmother). Later my grandfather migrated to Tanah Melayu and became a head master for a school in Mersing, Johor for more than 40 years. My grandmother (originated from Ceylon) gave birth to 10 sons and daughters and passed away at the age of 45. My grandfather who is now fully retired is still living a peaceful life in Mersing and is at the age of 101 years old.

From my mother side, both of my great grandfather and great grandmother came from Java. They moved to Tanah Melayu and my grandfather and grandmother was the first generation who became Malaysian citizen. Altogether they have 10 sons and daughters with my mum being the eldest.

And of course, my father met my mum and got married on 23 November 1974. They were blessed with 3 children with I’m being the last. What it feels like living in such diverse family environment you ask me???...PRICELESS. When I was a kid I have the opportunity to celebrate not only Hari Raya on my mum’s side but also Christmas on my father’s side. I learn difference way to adapt and tolerate on both cultures. Having uncles, aunties and cousins outside of Malaysia that I can only meet once a year is kind of special. Being able to meet them in such rare occasions made the meeting more sentimental and precious.

And guess what, now that I am married; my future children will have a much diverse bloodline. Why???..hahaha, because I’m married to girl who has Malay, Indian and Iban bloddline!!!!...They will definitely be a true 1 Malaysia children….

The Routes Toward Happiness

Hmm…finally the moment had come. I am officially a married guy..hahaha…unbelievable yet it is the fact. At the age of 25 years, 11 months, and 19 days…. I am officially the husband of Sabrina Binti Mohd Kabarshah. Finally I am married to a girl that I knew one day, insya-Allah will be my soul mate since I was 16 years old. Alhamdullillah Allah s.w.t granted my doa’.

However, the routes toward happiness were not easy. The distance, the lack of matureness, jealousy and the need to juggle time between our studies and love affair were some of the obstacles we faced though out the years. It was pretty tough as we are young and bound to make “emotionally driven” decisions. And there were times that “separation” seems to be the best solution. Alas…we stay strong as we know that the hurdles will only make us wiser and more resilient. They help us to understand and appreciate each other better. As we hold hand together to overcome difficulty life got to offer, through the hardship we discovered the genuineness of love we have for each other.

Now the storms had passes, giving way to the blue crystal clear sky and the sun emits its warm ray endlessly throughout our life. Happiness is finally ours to claim and together we defeated the many obstacles came previously. Yet I understand the victory shall not last long without continuous efforts made by us. There will be new challenges await us as life is meaningless without being tested. This is what made us human..and this is why I love her. I hope we will stay strong together as I believe-insya-Allah, together we shall prevail in preserving our love till deaths do us apart.

p/s: without her, I am a lesser man..