Thursday, December 29, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Car - What Else I Can Say
1. I have a problem of understanding the capital adequacy ratio (CAR) but i don't feel like talking about this CAR but rather interested to talk about my own car.
2. I've got a summon ticket from Pak guard U*M for not having university sticker. I had paid the summon and not more than I week I've got another summon. I had paid RM60 for this summon tickets. What else I can say, redha ajelah - my own fault.
3. I went to Toyota Service Center for routine services of my car last week. I paid almost 1 month salary of kakak cleaner at my Phd room. The words "1 month salary" is what kakak cleaner said when she asked me how much did I paid monthly installment for my car. When I told her she replied "Ooo sebulan gaji akak". That is how i knew how much she earned permonth. What else I can say, redha ajelah. Sometimes I do miss my previous car.
4. After I almost paid my bill, a worker told me that my car have a problem with absorber. I was like why didn't you tell me earlier. Since it was quite bad and for safety reason I asked them to change those leaking absorber. The consequence - it a test of patience when I need to wait for few hours more. Total time of waiting = 6 hours.What else I can say, redha ajelah - even though I was waiting with empty stomach, empty head and empty heart.
5. Yesterday I went to my sister's house for majlis doa selamat. On the way going back home, my front car screen was cracked by a small stone. Really, I don't know what else I cay say anymore when looking at the crack. Redha ajelah. No one to be blamed - there was neither big lorry or truck infront my car nor i was using road near construction site. It just happened in a smooth clear road.
6. Next week, I will have to pay for my road tax and car insurance. What else I can say, redha ajelah. These are all end of the year expenses.
7. At least should grateful that my car never gave me a major problem. Hence, redha ajelah apa2 yg telah berlaku.
2. I've got a summon ticket from Pak guard U*M for not having university sticker. I had paid the summon and not more than I week I've got another summon. I had paid RM60 for this summon tickets. What else I can say, redha ajelah - my own fault.
3. I went to Toyota Service Center for routine services of my car last week. I paid almost 1 month salary of kakak cleaner at my Phd room. The words "1 month salary" is what kakak cleaner said when she asked me how much did I paid monthly installment for my car. When I told her she replied "Ooo sebulan gaji akak". That is how i knew how much she earned permonth. What else I can say, redha ajelah. Sometimes I do miss my previous car.
4. After I almost paid my bill, a worker told me that my car have a problem with absorber. I was like why didn't you tell me earlier. Since it was quite bad and for safety reason I asked them to change those leaking absorber. The consequence - it a test of patience when I need to wait for few hours more. Total time of waiting = 6 hours.What else I can say, redha ajelah - even though I was waiting with empty stomach, empty head and empty heart.
5. Yesterday I went to my sister's house for majlis doa selamat. On the way going back home, my front car screen was cracked by a small stone. Really, I don't know what else I cay say anymore when looking at the crack. Redha ajelah. No one to be blamed - there was neither big lorry or truck infront my car nor i was using road near construction site. It just happened in a smooth clear road.
6. Next week, I will have to pay for my road tax and car insurance. What else I can say, redha ajelah. These are all end of the year expenses.
7. At least should grateful that my car never gave me a major problem. Hence, redha ajelah apa2 yg telah berlaku.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Salam Maal Hijrah
The Islamic Era did not start with the victories of Islamic wars, nor with the birth or death of the Prophet (peace be upon him), nor with the Revelation itself. It starts with Hijrah, or the sacrifice for the cause of Truth and for the preservation of the Revelation. It was a divinely inspired selection. God wanted to teach man that struggle between Truth and Evil is eternal. The Islamic year reminds Muslims every year not of the pomp and glory of Islam but of its sacrifice and prepares them to do the same."~Nadwi
Another year ends with doa led another year to start with doa. A new chapter, a new beginning and a new hope. May Allah bless us and fill our life with happiness, full of success and hopefully lead us to hijrah for becoming a better Muslim. May this year also brings us more barakah and rahmat from Allah.
This is last year wish of of Maal Hijrah. I posted it again with the same hope of this new year.I'm going to do another 'hijrah' which I think it is not easy to begin all over again when I'm already so comfortable in my old routine. Again, hopefully this "hijrah" lead me to become become a better person with a higher iman.
Another year ends with doa led another year to start with doa. A new chapter, a new beginning and a new hope. May Allah bless us and fill our life with happiness, full of success and hopefully lead us to hijrah for becoming a better Muslim. May this year also brings us more barakah and rahmat from Allah.
This is last year wish of of Maal Hijrah. I posted it again with the same hope of this new year.I'm going to do another 'hijrah' which I think it is not easy to begin all over again when I'm already so comfortable in my old routine. Again, hopefully this "hijrah" lead me to become become a better person with a higher iman.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Sometimes There are Things Which are Not Meant to Be Yours
I want to talk about it but I cannot blog it explicitly. There are things which are you have to keep for yourself. No, no this is not regarding my Phd. Not at all!
10 years ago I got an opportunity but I blew it away. I regret for my decision and action that time. I know it is not good to say if only I let go my egoism that time..., things might changed. I blame solely myself for that but still believe things happen for a reason. So I keep consoling myself that time I was just immature young woman and full of emotions.I keep reminding; Mistake is just a mistake.
But it didn't happen only once, I got another opportunity and blew it again. This is not a mistake, this is definitely a stupidity. Just another failure in my life
Lesson learned. After so many years of waiting I got another opportunity. I'm really happy but put extra cautious on it. Praying hard that I won't take a wrong step, make unwise decision and action. I don't want to let go this opportunity. Unfortunately things didn't happen as planned. It doesn't work out. I fail to keep it for me. This time I don't blame myself anymore. I put all my effort to get it but I can't control things that are not belong to me. God might have a better plan for me and replace with a better opportunity. Truly I'm sad and utterly frustrated. I keep reminding myself jgn terlampau berharap because Sometimes There are Things Which are Not Meant to Be Yours.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
I got this from my email;
Alkisah... .. Seorang lelaki islam ponteng sembahyang Jumaat. Sebaliknya dia masuk hutan untuk memburu ayam hutan. Sedang dia terhendap2 di dalam semak, tiba2 dia berlanggar dengan seekor HARIMAU yang sedang lena tidur.
Dia begitu terkejut sehingga senapangnya tercampak lalu tergelungsur ke
... ... dalam jurang. Dia pula tergolek ke arah lain, jatuh ke atas batu dan KRAKKKK! Kedua2 kakinya patah. Jangan risau .. ini bukanlah berita buruk ok. Ada lagi .. Berita buruknya adalah HARIMAU tadi terus menghambatnya, sedangkan dia dah tak boleh
bergerak lagi.
"Ya Allah," doa lelaki tersebut,"Ampunilah dosaku kerana ponteng sembahyang jumaat berjemaah pada hari Jumaat yang mulia ini ..
Ampunilah aku ya Allah ...makbulkan hajat ku ini .. jadikanlah HARIMAU yang memburuku HARIMAU yang beriman .. tolong ya Allah! Aminnn.."
Tiba2 guruh berdentum! HARIMAU tadi tiba2 terhenti betul2 di hadapan lelaki
tadi.
Harimau itu bertukar menjadi seekor harimau yang beriman dan bersopan santun.
Sambil menadah kedua2 kaki depannya ke langit .. HARIMAU tersebut pun berdoa, "Allahumma barik lana, fima razaktana, wa qina azzabbannar. Amin!
Alkisah... .. Seorang lelaki islam ponteng sembahyang Jumaat. Sebaliknya dia masuk hutan untuk memburu ayam hutan. Sedang dia terhendap2 di dalam semak, tiba2 dia berlanggar dengan seekor HARIMAU yang sedang lena tidur.
Dia begitu terkejut sehingga senapangnya tercampak lalu tergelungsur ke
... ... dalam jurang. Dia pula tergolek ke arah lain, jatuh ke atas batu dan KRAKKKK! Kedua2 kakinya patah. Jangan risau .. ini bukanlah berita buruk ok. Ada lagi .. Berita buruknya adalah HARIMAU tadi terus menghambatnya, sedangkan dia dah tak boleh
bergerak lagi.
"Ya Allah," doa lelaki tersebut,"Ampunilah dosaku kerana ponteng sembahyang jumaat berjemaah pada hari Jumaat yang mulia ini ..
Ampunilah aku ya Allah ...makbulkan hajat ku ini .. jadikanlah HARIMAU yang memburuku HARIMAU yang beriman .. tolong ya Allah! Aminnn.."
Tiba2 guruh berdentum! HARIMAU tadi tiba2 terhenti betul2 di hadapan lelaki
tadi.
Harimau itu bertukar menjadi seekor harimau yang beriman dan bersopan santun.
Sambil menadah kedua2 kaki depannya ke langit .. HARIMAU tersebut pun berdoa, "Allahumma barik lana, fima razaktana, wa qina azzabbannar. Amin!
Monday, October 31, 2011
Dirty & Dreams : Life Survival in Between
After the conference in Bengkulu, I had the opportunity to sleep overnight in J*karta and did the sightseeing the next morning before taking flight back home at that night (again flight was delayed almost 2 hours). In a day, i explored a city with 12 millions people if I'm not mistaken. I know it is unfair to judge based on one day experience but from what I observed the city is packed, jammed and the basic facilities is also an issue. On the other hand, the thing I amazed most of some people here were their hardwork, the competitiveness and spirit to survive. They do all kind of jobs for the life survival. I was told most of them came from other parts of the country with the dreams to change their lives. So I shall leave the pictures do the talking;
P/s The quality of the pictures are not really good, I think I need a new camera.
P/s The quality of the pictures are not really good, I think I need a new camera.
Friday, October 21, 2011
A transit, A Presentation & An Experience
I just came back from Bengkulu. When I said I wanted to go to Bengkulu to present my paper a lot of friends asked why Bengkulu? Even me myself had a doubt when at that time there were news about the crashed of airplane and tremor in Bali (i know Bali is far away from Bengkulu). It was not like other trip which I always excited to go, this time was half heartedly. Not just because of the place but also I have low confidence on my paper.
I thought I had time to blog or doing my work during the transit in Sokearno Hatta Airport, but the condition in the airport didn't allow me. Time did permit me to do a lot of things and infact I had ample time since our flight was delayed from 6 hours transit to 8 hours transit. I had nothing to do. The airport was really crowded and people were buzzing around and very stuffy. I had to sit on the floor, sleepy and tired. On the top of that, Internet access was limited and I was out of idea to kill my time while waiting for the flight and it was really tiring. By the time of plane boarding I was utterly exhausted and care no more about other things.I slept all the way to Bengkulu. There was dinner welcoming us in the governor's hall which I supposed to attend but I missed it due the flight delay.
My presentation was on the next day. It was just Ok. What else I can say with my low level of confidence on my own paper. My 2 SVs were there too and put me in more uncomfortable situation. I was like pompuan melayu terakhir as my friend said and could not merapu or kelentong banyak2.
I didn't explore much of Bengkulu but in my obsrvation it is like Bandar Kuala Terengganu in 80s. There are few historical sites and beautiful beaches. Sometimes the beaches remind me of Dungun Terengganu. People whom I met here were very nice too and soft spoken. Maybe that is the beauty of Bengkulu. I didn't spend my rupiah here as not many things interest me and a lot of people said things in Jakarta are much cheaper. Here are some pictures I managed to capture in Bengkulu
I thought I had time to blog or doing my work during the transit in Sokearno Hatta Airport, but the condition in the airport didn't allow me. Time did permit me to do a lot of things and infact I had ample time since our flight was delayed from 6 hours transit to 8 hours transit. I had nothing to do. The airport was really crowded and people were buzzing around and very stuffy. I had to sit on the floor, sleepy and tired. On the top of that, Internet access was limited and I was out of idea to kill my time while waiting for the flight and it was really tiring. By the time of plane boarding I was utterly exhausted and care no more about other things.I slept all the way to Bengkulu. There was dinner welcoming us in the governor's hall which I supposed to attend but I missed it due the flight delay.
My presentation was on the next day. It was just Ok. What else I can say with my low level of confidence on my own paper. My 2 SVs were there too and put me in more uncomfortable situation. I was like pompuan melayu terakhir as my friend said and could not merapu or kelentong banyak2.
I didn't explore much of Bengkulu but in my obsrvation it is like Bandar Kuala Terengganu in 80s. There are few historical sites and beautiful beaches. Sometimes the beaches remind me of Dungun Terengganu. People whom I met here were very nice too and soft spoken. Maybe that is the beauty of Bengkulu. I didn't spend my rupiah here as not many things interest me and a lot of people said things in Jakarta are much cheaper. Here are some pictures I managed to capture in Bengkulu
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Rambling at the Airport
"Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle." - Steve Jobs
I’m at the airport waiting for the flight to Soekarna Hatta International Airport. There, I will be wandering for another 6 hours waiting for another connecting flight. Hopefully I have time to blog. Life has been really upside down and hectic lately.
I never know who was Steve Jobs ( I told you I’m really buta IT, buta all those IT new gadgets and people who involve in inventing all those gadgets). Thank goodness at least I know how to use my cabuk handphone and my computer. As I am browsing internet I read something about him and in his quote really caught my eyes
Then I remember a friend posted in my facebook: Sometimes life will be easier if apple and blackberry are only fruits.As or me I use neither Apple nor BlackBerry but I eat both of them. He3x
I’m at the airport waiting for the flight to Soekarna Hatta International Airport. There, I will be wandering for another 6 hours waiting for another connecting flight. Hopefully I have time to blog. Life has been really upside down and hectic lately.
I never know who was Steve Jobs ( I told you I’m really buta IT, buta all those IT new gadgets and people who involve in inventing all those gadgets). Thank goodness at least I know how to use my cabuk handphone and my computer. As I am browsing internet I read something about him and in his quote really caught my eyes
Then I remember a friend posted in my facebook: Sometimes life will be easier if apple and blackberry are only fruits.As or me I use neither Apple nor BlackBerry but I eat both of them. He3x
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Random About My Ramadhan & Syawal
1. FEVER
I had a prolong and bad fever in the last two weeks of Ramadhan. A lot of things and works were out of the schedule due to the fever.
2. THE LAST QIAMULAIL & THE LAST RAMADHAN
My cousin passed away on the night 23 of Ramadhan while on his qiamulail in the surau. He was reciting the zikr and collapsed on his friend’s lap. Doesn’t it beautiful dying in that way, die while you are praising and remembering Allah after the Taubat prayer in last ten night of Ramadhan?
At almost the same time, on the 23 of Ramadhan night another high school friend was defeated by cancer living behind a 5 years old daughter. I’ve been surrounded by those who has big C and knowing one by one was defeated is not really easy.
Al fatihah to both of them
3. SYMPATHY
My neighbour’s children and my sister’s childhood friend’s seven children came to our house this raya. They just became orphans few months ago. It was really sad and sympathy looking at them losing their beloved ones at young ages. My brother said this was how people looking at us when our mother leaving us. We can survive throughout these years so insyallah they will survive too.
4. MAKCIK
For all these years I really wanted to meet this makcik. She was our neighbour and a widow who took care of us especially my brother and providing us with lunch after my mother passed away. Unfortunately, she moved to other town few years after. I do think we owed her a lot. I was really happy she came to our house this raya. I’ve bought and kept kain batik to give her for many years. At last I have the chance to do it.
5. HANTU RAYA DI HARI RAYA
There are too many films of hantu during hari raya on TV programs. Instead of highlighting the spirit of Ramadhan and Syawal , apparently the TV producers were more interested on other “spirits”. Sigh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well I think it is enough to talk about unhappy things during my Ramadhan and Raya.
So budak2 ni and mak sedara budak2 ni just to wish you Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir Batin. Credit to my brother for this lovely picture which I cilok from his blog. Anyway dia tak boleh marah coz I already said Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir Batin.
I had a prolong and bad fever in the last two weeks of Ramadhan. A lot of things and works were out of the schedule due to the fever.
2. THE LAST QIAMULAIL & THE LAST RAMADHAN
My cousin passed away on the night 23 of Ramadhan while on his qiamulail in the surau. He was reciting the zikr and collapsed on his friend’s lap. Doesn’t it beautiful dying in that way, die while you are praising and remembering Allah after the Taubat prayer in last ten night of Ramadhan?
At almost the same time, on the 23 of Ramadhan night another high school friend was defeated by cancer living behind a 5 years old daughter. I’ve been surrounded by those who has big C and knowing one by one was defeated is not really easy.
Al fatihah to both of them
3. SYMPATHY
My neighbour’s children and my sister’s childhood friend’s seven children came to our house this raya. They just became orphans few months ago. It was really sad and sympathy looking at them losing their beloved ones at young ages. My brother said this was how people looking at us when our mother leaving us. We can survive throughout these years so insyallah they will survive too.
4. MAKCIK
For all these years I really wanted to meet this makcik. She was our neighbour and a widow who took care of us especially my brother and providing us with lunch after my mother passed away. Unfortunately, she moved to other town few years after. I do think we owed her a lot. I was really happy she came to our house this raya. I’ve bought and kept kain batik to give her for many years. At last I have the chance to do it.
5. HANTU RAYA DI HARI RAYA
There are too many films of hantu during hari raya on TV programs. Instead of highlighting the spirit of Ramadhan and Syawal , apparently the TV producers were more interested on other “spirits”. Sigh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well I think it is enough to talk about unhappy things during my Ramadhan and Raya.
So budak2 ni and mak sedara budak2 ni just to wish you Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir Batin. Credit to my brother for this lovely picture which I cilok from his blog. Anyway dia tak boleh marah coz I already said Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir Batin.
Friday, August 5, 2011
Cyprus: A Bless in Disguise
Yes, I went to Cyprus recently. A country that I used to hear its name but never know what to expect or where it is located. I didn't get good result in my geography that explains why I didn't know where is Cyprus. so the last minute plan after visiting Turkey was to visit Cyprus so that I've another immigration stamp on my passport.
When I arrived in the Ercan international airport the first thought came into my mind was the Kuala Terengganu airport is much better so let alone KLIA. The second thought was whether I was in the right place looking at the environment there. I didn't do much research on Cyprus before going there. All the air tickets and hotel booking were done by other person.
The tense began when the hotels driver asked us about the white slip which we need to have before entering another 'side'. Little did I know about the political issue and tense between two sides north and south.Suddenly my mind went to my thesis which I wrote about the banking system in Sudan. Well I think the political issue in Sudan is quite similar to here which there are two partition. Check here. The adrenalin rush increased when we have to stop at the check point. One of the soldiers or may be immigration officer (I was not sure about this) shouted that Malaysian citizens need to have visa to enter here. My thought at that time, alamak sudah.. masuk the wrong side as another side did not need the visa. At that time the feeling was just wanted take a flight and going back home. However we managed to pass through the check point and went to the hotel. I had a sleepless night on that night.
The next morning the gloomy feeling was still there because we really did not know what to expect in this city but after went out from the hotel the atmosphere change as we saw the Kenari car parked near our hotel. Bangga le jugak looking at the car in the foreign land. The first thing we did was to find a mosque because we knew there must be halal food there (we didn't eat properly since we arrived here). The city was totally opposite from Istanbul. If Istanbul is a city with many mosques this city is a city with many churches. So it seems it is not really easy to find the halal food (I was wrong until I found a mosque)
Walking in the middle of the city on Sunday morning was making us look like an alien from another space. People here were staring/glancing at us. Maybe it was a bit abnormal and strange for women who wore tudung to walk in the city (at that time we were the only persons who wore tudung) or maybe the look of us made them guessing where did we came from. One of the shopkeeper asked us whether we were from Nepal. Do i look like one?. Maybe le kot coz Malays do have the look of mixture between Chinese and Indian. When we said we are from Malaysia. He gave this answer "Ooo.. that tiny country" (Yup, I must admit our country is just a small country but our KL definitely lagi besar and maju tau dari your city, our KLIA are definitely wayyyyyyy canggih dr airport you and definitely we exported our cars to your country. Yes I saw bangunan Proton and also kereta kancil here. Mode at that time: sangat bangga jadi org Malaysia) The only person guess it almost correct was a Phillipino maid who used to be a maid in Malaysia for almost 5 years. Itu pun she asked whether I'm Indonesian. Do I look like one too? huhuhu
After walking and wandering around we found the historical mosque in the city. It was actually a church converted to a mosque during the ottoman empire. I felt so blessed to visit this mosque. We met a Sri Lankan guy who reverted to Islam two years ago. Watching him taking the ablution and performed the dhuha prayer, the insaf feeling came straight to my heart at that time. When he told the story the survival of himself as reverted muslim and the survival of other muslims in this city gave me a lesson to wonder about how grateful I suppose to be. He showed us the restaurant which sold halal food. So there was actually a lane where most of the shops owned by the Muslim.
There was a funny part when I was in the Indian Muslim restaurant was the owner warned me about the spicy and hot curry they served us. I was expected the really hot curry but when I ate, I think my gulai were much hotter than that. Maybe they didn't know Malays eat cili padi and sambal belacan.
After we had full stomach, everybody seems really happy and we walked again to find another mosque. My sister's friend said our journey was more like to jejak rasul. True enough!! But it was really unexplainable feeling to see mosques in a not muslim country and you know the muslims are super minority there. To have chats with a small Muslim community was totally a bless, I got a new experience and knowledge from them.
Here, I think our journey was a bless in disguise. Before we came here we expected the places with a lot of tourist attractions which i used to heard about it but we unintentionally went to a wrong place at a wrong territory. However, Allah knows the best. He sent us there to reflect ourselves, learn a lot of lessons and counting our blessing. Yes, didn't it wonderful when we found mosques and heard the melodious azan in the land we thought we could not see or heard that?. Didn't it a joy when we met with our brothers and sisters in Islam and saw their survival and their spirits?. Didn't we are lucky to see the leftover victory of the great Ottoman empire? (this made me want to open back the history book). Truly, too many lessons learnt in a short journey from this small Muslim community. Here are some pictures of Cyprus, I told you we didn't go to the famous tourist attractions. So maybe these pictures shows the other "side" of Cyprus.
This small mosque only opened and used for Jumaat prayer
When I arrived in the Ercan international airport the first thought came into my mind was the Kuala Terengganu airport is much better so let alone KLIA. The second thought was whether I was in the right place looking at the environment there. I didn't do much research on Cyprus before going there. All the air tickets and hotel booking were done by other person.
The tense began when the hotels driver asked us about the white slip which we need to have before entering another 'side'. Little did I know about the political issue and tense between two sides north and south.Suddenly my mind went to my thesis which I wrote about the banking system in Sudan. Well I think the political issue in Sudan is quite similar to here which there are two partition. Check here. The adrenalin rush increased when we have to stop at the check point. One of the soldiers or may be immigration officer (I was not sure about this) shouted that Malaysian citizens need to have visa to enter here. My thought at that time, alamak sudah.. masuk the wrong side as another side did not need the visa. At that time the feeling was just wanted take a flight and going back home. However we managed to pass through the check point and went to the hotel. I had a sleepless night on that night.
The next morning the gloomy feeling was still there because we really did not know what to expect in this city but after went out from the hotel the atmosphere change as we saw the Kenari car parked near our hotel. Bangga le jugak looking at the car in the foreign land. The first thing we did was to find a mosque because we knew there must be halal food there (we didn't eat properly since we arrived here). The city was totally opposite from Istanbul. If Istanbul is a city with many mosques this city is a city with many churches. So it seems it is not really easy to find the halal food (I was wrong until I found a mosque)
Walking in the middle of the city on Sunday morning was making us look like an alien from another space. People here were staring/glancing at us. Maybe it was a bit abnormal and strange for women who wore tudung to walk in the city (at that time we were the only persons who wore tudung) or maybe the look of us made them guessing where did we came from. One of the shopkeeper asked us whether we were from Nepal. Do i look like one?. Maybe le kot coz Malays do have the look of mixture between Chinese and Indian. When we said we are from Malaysia. He gave this answer "Ooo.. that tiny country" (Yup, I must admit our country is just a small country but our KL definitely lagi besar and maju tau dari your city, our KLIA are definitely wayyyyyyy canggih dr airport you and definitely we exported our cars to your country. Yes I saw bangunan Proton and also kereta kancil here. Mode at that time: sangat bangga jadi org Malaysia) The only person guess it almost correct was a Phillipino maid who used to be a maid in Malaysia for almost 5 years. Itu pun she asked whether I'm Indonesian. Do I look like one too? huhuhu
After walking and wandering around we found the historical mosque in the city. It was actually a church converted to a mosque during the ottoman empire. I felt so blessed to visit this mosque. We met a Sri Lankan guy who reverted to Islam two years ago. Watching him taking the ablution and performed the dhuha prayer, the insaf feeling came straight to my heart at that time. When he told the story the survival of himself as reverted muslim and the survival of other muslims in this city gave me a lesson to wonder about how grateful I suppose to be. He showed us the restaurant which sold halal food. So there was actually a lane where most of the shops owned by the Muslim.
There was a funny part when I was in the Indian Muslim restaurant was the owner warned me about the spicy and hot curry they served us. I was expected the really hot curry but when I ate, I think my gulai were much hotter than that. Maybe they didn't know Malays eat cili padi and sambal belacan.
After we had full stomach, everybody seems really happy and we walked again to find another mosque. My sister's friend said our journey was more like to jejak rasul. True enough!! But it was really unexplainable feeling to see mosques in a not muslim country and you know the muslims are super minority there. To have chats with a small Muslim community was totally a bless, I got a new experience and knowledge from them.
Here, I think our journey was a bless in disguise. Before we came here we expected the places with a lot of tourist attractions which i used to heard about it but we unintentionally went to a wrong place at a wrong territory. However, Allah knows the best. He sent us there to reflect ourselves, learn a lot of lessons and counting our blessing. Yes, didn't it wonderful when we found mosques and heard the melodious azan in the land we thought we could not see or heard that?. Didn't it a joy when we met with our brothers and sisters in Islam and saw their survival and their spirits?. Didn't we are lucky to see the leftover victory of the great Ottoman empire? (this made me want to open back the history book). Truly, too many lessons learnt in a short journey from this small Muslim community. Here are some pictures of Cyprus, I told you we didn't go to the famous tourist attractions. So maybe these pictures shows the other "side" of Cyprus.
This small mosque only opened and used for Jumaat prayer
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Salam From Istanbul
Here I am in the land of Caliphs.I'm so bless to be here - "visiting' sahabets of Rasulullah who strived and sacrificed for Islam,see with my own eyes the belongings of Rasulullah,visiting and praying in the historical and magnificent architecture of mosques. Here are some pictures to share. The pictures may not look as splendid as it place because sadly my beloved camera broke on the day I left for Turkey. I made a quick decision bought a new camera which is 5x cheaper than my beloved camera. The quality of pictures -OKlah
Friday, July 1, 2011
Jumaat, July and 7
1. It is already Jumaat 1st of July. The 7th month of the year.
2. 3 days ago was the 22nd years my mother left us- al fatihah. Can't believe it was more than twenty years we live without our beloved mother.
3. Yesterday i have dateline to submit paper for conference. Due to the technical problem, i couldn't finish it. I need to prepare myself to meet my SV and give reason for it.
4. Last night, I watched a documentary of Muslims in Jeju Island Korea. Suddenly, i felt the urge to go there and praying in Jeju mosque someday. The imam of the mosque is a Phd holder and Islamic scholar from Syria if I'm not mistaken.
4. This morning, my neighbour called me and asking me whether I'm OK or not. She was curious since I forgot to lock my gate and my grill. Alhamdullilah nothing happened.
5. Today is the date when Dr. Marwa El Sherbiny, a muslim woman stabbed to death in a German court because of her hijab - al fatihah. May Allah reward her in a better place.
6.Next two weeks even though I can't visit mosque in Jeju island, i may visit some beautiful and historical mosques in the world. Insyallah
7. Next four weeks I'm getting older by a year. Subhanallah how time flies.
8. Next month will already be ramadhan and the month full of bless. I love this month very much.
9. Hopefully July is a productive month for me.
2. 3 days ago was the 22nd years my mother left us- al fatihah. Can't believe it was more than twenty years we live without our beloved mother.
3. Yesterday i have dateline to submit paper for conference. Due to the technical problem, i couldn't finish it. I need to prepare myself to meet my SV and give reason for it.
4. Last night, I watched a documentary of Muslims in Jeju Island Korea. Suddenly, i felt the urge to go there and praying in Jeju mosque someday. The imam of the mosque is a Phd holder and Islamic scholar from Syria if I'm not mistaken.
4. This morning, my neighbour called me and asking me whether I'm OK or not. She was curious since I forgot to lock my gate and my grill. Alhamdullilah nothing happened.
5. Today is the date when Dr. Marwa El Sherbiny, a muslim woman stabbed to death in a German court because of her hijab - al fatihah. May Allah reward her in a better place.
6.Next two weeks even though I can't visit mosque in Jeju island, i may visit some beautiful and historical mosques in the world. Insyallah
7. Next four weeks I'm getting older by a year. Subhanallah how time flies.
8. Next month will already be ramadhan and the month full of bless. I love this month very much.
9. Hopefully July is a productive month for me.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
15 Jun 2011
Hari ni 15 Jun, saya ingin berbahasa Melayu kerana jika saya berbahasa Inggeris saya masih mempunyai mempunyai kejahilan vocab yang mungkin menyebabkan kejahilan maksud yang ingin disampaikan, Jadi sebelum saya menunjukkan kejahilan diri saya, adalah lebih baik saya mengambil langkah selamat walaupun saya tahu bahasa melayu saya sama buruk dengan bahasa Inggeris saya. Mungkin saya lebih baik menulis/membaca nombor berbanding menulis/membaca ayat (betul ke ayat saya ni?)
1. Saya sibuk seperti biasa, sudah pertengahan Jun, saya mempunyai date line untuk paper conference. SV sudah mengingatkan supaya menghantar paper tu seberapa segera. Kata saya, saya cuba; kata sv, saya mesti. SV menyuruh menunjukkan model terbaru saya untuk dianalis hari Jumaat ini. Tanya SV, OK? Jawab saya, agak tak OK sebab saya masih jahil tentang model baru itu. Kata SV, mana boleh tak OK, mesti OK; Jawab saya OKlah.
2. Hari ini dengan semangat berkobar2 saya ingin membetulkan model saya tetapi internet di U*M tidak OK, begitu juga broadband yang saya bawa. Bahan rujukan untuk saya memahami model tersebut tidak dapat didownload. Semangat saya terbantut.
3. Semangat saya lagi terbantut, bila melihat kartun di utusan malaysia 15 Jun. Tidak kelakar, malah menyedihkan (not funny but so pathetic). Jauh di sudut hati, saya ingatkan saya agak jahil dalam agama tetapi saya terfikir rupa-rupanya ada lagi orang jahil dari saya dan tidak segan silu menunjukkan kejahilan dia. Saya mungkin marah kalau surat khabar asing yg menghina hukum Islam, mahu saya bakar kilang surat khabar tersebut. Tetapi saya sudah tidak tahu apa perasaan saya apabila utusan malaysia yang melakukannya walaupun saya bukan pembaca/peminat tegar utusan Malaysia. Dalam hati saya lagi, patutlah rugi juta2, tapi ini cuma kata hati saya yang telah dizahirkan di dalam blog. Mungkin saya patut kata, kita bakor!, kita bakor!. Mungkin perkataan Usop Wicha lebih lawak dari karikatur tersebut. Ada juga perasaan malu bagi saya bila utusan malaysia terutama pelukis karikatur tidak dapat membezakan 2 perkataan. Kata kawan saya; dia pelukis, bukan penulis jadi dia tidak faham bahasa, tapi kata saya bukan ke di bawah utusan malaysia ada penyunting dsb yg sepatutnya tahu 2 perkataan berbeza. Kalau utusan Malaysia tidak tahu perbezaan 2 perkataan tersebut yang selama ini telah berjuta2 kali dicetak (sehingga saya segan melatih anak sedara saya membaca menggunakan surat khabar)di muka hadapan surat khabar tersebut, sepatutnya ia bertukar menjadi utusan Rusia, uzbezkistan @ negara2 yg saya tidak paham bahasa mereka
Saya tidak pernah mencemarkan blog saya dengan perkataan yang kurang enak disebut tetapi hari ini 15 Jun dengan ilmu saya yang cetek mungkin ada kekhilafan juga ingin saya nyatakan bahawa rogol dan zina adalah dua perkataan yang berbeza dari segi bahasa dan maksud. Dari segi Islam mempunyai hukuman juga berbeza. Untuk hukuman dia sila cari sendiri, yg pasti karikatur itu pada pendapat saya agak jahil kerana rogol tidak semestinya memerlukan 4 saksi seperti yang dikatakan di dalam karikatur tersebut (sila cari rujukan sendiri kalau saya salah). Malas saya nak bercerita panjang, kalau saya bercerita panjang kadang lebih menunjukkan kejahilan saya sendiri. Oleh itu, untuk memahami maksud saya sila rujuk di sini
4. Segerhana hati saya pada 15 Jun kerana karikatur tersebut, mengingatkan saya malam ini gerhana bulan penuh @ sepatutnya saya katakan pagi esok. Oleh itu, saya mengingatkan diri saya yang jahil ini dan orang lain jika berjaga nak tengok gerhana bulan penuh @ mengambil gambar untuk menceritakan keajaiban ciptaan Allah @ ketakjuban diri sendiri kerana dapat mengambil gambar bulan tersebut pada keesokannya, jangan lupa solat gerhana dan solat2 sunat amalan lain. Untuk rujukan sila ke sini
5. Saya berharap saya mempunyai kekuatan dan dapat berjaga malam ini bukan kerana ingin melihat bulan gerhana tetapi supaya dapat diberi peluang solat gerhana & kerana juga model saya masih belum selesai. Saya masih perlu berusaha mengurangkan kejahilan saya tentang model tersebut dan berjumpa SV saya lusa. Harap SV saya akan berkata OK dan bukannya OK?.
1. Saya sibuk seperti biasa, sudah pertengahan Jun, saya mempunyai date line untuk paper conference. SV sudah mengingatkan supaya menghantar paper tu seberapa segera. Kata saya, saya cuba; kata sv, saya mesti. SV menyuruh menunjukkan model terbaru saya untuk dianalis hari Jumaat ini. Tanya SV, OK? Jawab saya, agak tak OK sebab saya masih jahil tentang model baru itu. Kata SV, mana boleh tak OK, mesti OK; Jawab saya OKlah.
2. Hari ini dengan semangat berkobar2 saya ingin membetulkan model saya tetapi internet di U*M tidak OK, begitu juga broadband yang saya bawa. Bahan rujukan untuk saya memahami model tersebut tidak dapat didownload. Semangat saya terbantut.
3. Semangat saya lagi terbantut, bila melihat kartun di utusan malaysia 15 Jun. Tidak kelakar, malah menyedihkan (not funny but so pathetic). Jauh di sudut hati, saya ingatkan saya agak jahil dalam agama tetapi saya terfikir rupa-rupanya ada lagi orang jahil dari saya dan tidak segan silu menunjukkan kejahilan dia. Saya mungkin marah kalau surat khabar asing yg menghina hukum Islam, mahu saya bakar kilang surat khabar tersebut. Tetapi saya sudah tidak tahu apa perasaan saya apabila utusan malaysia yang melakukannya walaupun saya bukan pembaca/peminat tegar utusan Malaysia. Dalam hati saya lagi, patutlah rugi juta2, tapi ini cuma kata hati saya yang telah dizahirkan di dalam blog. Mungkin saya patut kata, kita bakor!, kita bakor!. Mungkin perkataan Usop Wicha lebih lawak dari karikatur tersebut. Ada juga perasaan malu bagi saya bila utusan malaysia terutama pelukis karikatur tidak dapat membezakan 2 perkataan. Kata kawan saya; dia pelukis, bukan penulis jadi dia tidak faham bahasa, tapi kata saya bukan ke di bawah utusan malaysia ada penyunting dsb yg sepatutnya tahu 2 perkataan berbeza. Kalau utusan Malaysia tidak tahu perbezaan 2 perkataan tersebut yang selama ini telah berjuta2 kali dicetak (sehingga saya segan melatih anak sedara saya membaca menggunakan surat khabar)di muka hadapan surat khabar tersebut, sepatutnya ia bertukar menjadi utusan Rusia, uzbezkistan @ negara2 yg saya tidak paham bahasa mereka
Saya tidak pernah mencemarkan blog saya dengan perkataan yang kurang enak disebut tetapi hari ini 15 Jun dengan ilmu saya yang cetek mungkin ada kekhilafan juga ingin saya nyatakan bahawa rogol dan zina adalah dua perkataan yang berbeza dari segi bahasa dan maksud. Dari segi Islam mempunyai hukuman juga berbeza. Untuk hukuman dia sila cari sendiri, yg pasti karikatur itu pada pendapat saya agak jahil kerana rogol tidak semestinya memerlukan 4 saksi seperti yang dikatakan di dalam karikatur tersebut (sila cari rujukan sendiri kalau saya salah). Malas saya nak bercerita panjang, kalau saya bercerita panjang kadang lebih menunjukkan kejahilan saya sendiri. Oleh itu, untuk memahami maksud saya sila rujuk di sini
4. Segerhana hati saya pada 15 Jun kerana karikatur tersebut, mengingatkan saya malam ini gerhana bulan penuh @ sepatutnya saya katakan pagi esok. Oleh itu, saya mengingatkan diri saya yang jahil ini dan orang lain jika berjaga nak tengok gerhana bulan penuh @ mengambil gambar untuk menceritakan keajaiban ciptaan Allah @ ketakjuban diri sendiri kerana dapat mengambil gambar bulan tersebut pada keesokannya, jangan lupa solat gerhana dan solat2 sunat amalan lain. Untuk rujukan sila ke sini
5. Saya berharap saya mempunyai kekuatan dan dapat berjaga malam ini bukan kerana ingin melihat bulan gerhana tetapi supaya dapat diberi peluang solat gerhana & kerana juga model saya masih belum selesai. Saya masih perlu berusaha mengurangkan kejahilan saya tentang model tersebut dan berjumpa SV saya lusa. Harap SV saya akan berkata OK dan bukannya OK?.
Friday, June 3, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
I'm Blaming Everyone & Everything for My "Achievement"
I didn't notice it is already 15 May, half of the month. Yes, again how time flies so fast. So what achievement I have this month;
1. Gaining 3 kilos from my normal weight. What an achievement!!! Blame on my busy schedule lately that I didn't have time to use my treadmill. Also blame on my appetite which love eating nasi lemak so much lately. Blame on the government who raised the issue of nasi lemak in school making nasi lemak so tempting to me.
2. Increasing more power to my spectacle. Hopefully I'm not going to turn from part time specky to full time specky. Blaming on more time spending in front of my computer rather than looking at green trees. Blame on the those who shot the monkeys infront of my workstation. When there is no more monkey hanging from trees to trees or watching me doing my work what attraction do I have to look at those green trees?
3. Increasing in my spending since I had to buy nasi lemak and making new spectacle to fulfill my need. Blame on the world oil price for making the Ron 97 increase and as the consequences the price of basic nasi lemak increased from RM1.50 to RM1.80 and the price multicoated lens increased from RM80 to RM120.
4. Progressing in my thesis but in a slow pace. Blaming on myself for not hardworking enough. It is fair enough at least I'm blaming myself on this part.
1. Gaining 3 kilos from my normal weight. What an achievement!!! Blame on my busy schedule lately that I didn't have time to use my treadmill. Also blame on my appetite which love eating nasi lemak so much lately. Blame on the government who raised the issue of nasi lemak in school making nasi lemak so tempting to me.
2. Increasing more power to my spectacle. Hopefully I'm not going to turn from part time specky to full time specky. Blaming on more time spending in front of my computer rather than looking at green trees. Blame on the those who shot the monkeys infront of my workstation. When there is no more monkey hanging from trees to trees or watching me doing my work what attraction do I have to look at those green trees?
3. Increasing in my spending since I had to buy nasi lemak and making new spectacle to fulfill my need. Blame on the world oil price for making the Ron 97 increase and as the consequences the price of basic nasi lemak increased from RM1.50 to RM1.80 and the price multicoated lens increased from RM80 to RM120.
4. Progressing in my thesis but in a slow pace. Blaming on myself for not hardworking enough. It is fair enough at least I'm blaming myself on this part.
Friday, May 6, 2011
5.5.11
5.5.11 was a date of yesterday. Nice numbers but not for Malaysians it is not a good sign since;
1. Ron97 price increased by RM0.20 by on this date. The new price for Ron97 will RM2.90, the highest price so far. Read this
2. Central Bank increased the overnight policy rate (OPR)to 3% from 2.75%, up 25 basis points.
3. Central Bank increased statutory reserve requirement (SRR) from three per cent from two per cent, effective May 16.
Ron97 already increase 3 times this year. It is economic supply shock that increase the price of goods and lead to inflation. Thus, interest rate hike is inevitable to combat this problem. However with the increase of OPR those who use loan/bank lending rate will get hit.In other words the bank financing will see increase in interest charges once the banks hikes their rate. Everybody knows that it is not a good time to make a bank loan.
4. That is a common explanation when the government take this action. So today I wait anxiously if SV will asked me the consequences of these actions because he used to do that since I'm dealing with OPR, BLR and monetary transmission mechanism. However, SV did it in a more "mean' way. He saw me walking with my friends for lunch, he honked us and stopped the car said to my friend to tell me kirim salam and tanya dia tesis dah siap? my excuse - macam mana tesis nak siap sebab harga minyak tak stabil and polisi BNM sentiasa berubah.
Again, 5.5.11 is a nice number for car's plat number (note:one of my SVs used 5511 as his car plat number) but not for the economist because you are going to find in laporan bank negara & etc about this date and for the econometrician there is something can be tested on this date.
1. Ron97 price increased by RM0.20 by on this date. The new price for Ron97 will RM2.90, the highest price so far. Read this
2. Central Bank increased the overnight policy rate (OPR)to 3% from 2.75%, up 25 basis points.
3. Central Bank increased statutory reserve requirement (SRR) from three per cent from two per cent, effective May 16.
Ron97 already increase 3 times this year. It is economic supply shock that increase the price of goods and lead to inflation. Thus, interest rate hike is inevitable to combat this problem. However with the increase of OPR those who use loan/bank lending rate will get hit.In other words the bank financing will see increase in interest charges once the banks hikes their rate. Everybody knows that it is not a good time to make a bank loan.
4. That is a common explanation when the government take this action. So today I wait anxiously if SV will asked me the consequences of these actions because he used to do that since I'm dealing with OPR, BLR and monetary transmission mechanism. However, SV did it in a more "mean' way. He saw me walking with my friends for lunch, he honked us and stopped the car said to my friend to tell me kirim salam and tanya dia tesis dah siap? my excuse - macam mana tesis nak siap sebab harga minyak tak stabil and polisi BNM sentiasa berubah.
Again, 5.5.11 is a nice number for car's plat number (note:one of my SVs used 5511 as his car plat number) but not for the economist because you are going to find in laporan bank negara & etc about this date and for the econometrician there is something can be tested on this date.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Progress
SV just came back from Cyprus with full of ideas. He called me few times to discuss the ideas. OKlah at least I'm positive my thesis is still moving rather than been static for quite sometime. While I'm trying to find a suitable phrases to start my writing I found this,
The following list of phrases and their definitions might help you understand the mysterious language of science and medicine. These special phrases are also applicable to anyone working on a Ph.D. dissertation or academic paper anywhere!
"It has long been known"...( I didn't look up the original reference.)
"A definite trend is evident"... (Th...ese data are practically meaningless.)
"While it has not been possible to provide definite answers to the questions"... (An unsuccessful experiment, but I still hope to get it published.)
"Three of the samples were chosen for detailed study"... (The other results didn't make any sense.)
"Typical results are shown"... (This is the prettiest graph.)
"These results will be in a subsequent report"...( I might get around to this sometime, if pushed/funded.)
"In my experience"... (once.)
"In case after case"... (twice.)
"In a series of cases"... (thrice.)
"It is believed that"...( I think.)
"It is generally believed that"... (A couple of others think so, too.)
"Correct within an order of magnitude"... (Wrong.)
"According to statistical analysis"... (Rumor has it.)
"A statistically oriented projection of the significance of these findings"... (A wild guess.)
"A careful analysis of obtainable data"... (Three pages of notes were obliterated when I knocked over a glass of pop.)
"It is clear that much additional work will be required before a complete understanding of this phenomenon occurs"... (I don't understand it.)
"After additional study by my colleagues"... (They don't understand it either.)
"Thanks are due to Joe Blotz for assistance with the experiment and to Cindy Adams for valuable discussions"... (Mr. Blotz did the work and Ms. Adams explained to me what it meant.)
"A highly significant area for exploratory study"... (A totally useless topic selected by my committee.)
"It is hoped that this study will stimulate further investigation in this field"... (I quit.)
The following list of phrases and their definitions might help you understand the mysterious language of science and medicine. These special phrases are also applicable to anyone working on a Ph.D. dissertation or academic paper anywhere!
"It has long been known"...( I didn't look up the original reference.)
"A definite trend is evident"... (Th...ese data are practically meaningless.)
"While it has not been possible to provide definite answers to the questions"... (An unsuccessful experiment, but I still hope to get it published.)
"Three of the samples were chosen for detailed study"... (The other results didn't make any sense.)
"Typical results are shown"... (This is the prettiest graph.)
"These results will be in a subsequent report"...( I might get around to this sometime, if pushed/funded.)
"In my experience"... (once.)
"In case after case"... (twice.)
"In a series of cases"... (thrice.)
"It is believed that"...( I think.)
"It is generally believed that"... (A couple of others think so, too.)
"Correct within an order of magnitude"... (Wrong.)
"According to statistical analysis"... (Rumor has it.)
"A statistically oriented projection of the significance of these findings"... (A wild guess.)
"A careful analysis of obtainable data"... (Three pages of notes were obliterated when I knocked over a glass of pop.)
"It is clear that much additional work will be required before a complete understanding of this phenomenon occurs"... (I don't understand it.)
"After additional study by my colleagues"... (They don't understand it either.)
"Thanks are due to Joe Blotz for assistance with the experiment and to Cindy Adams for valuable discussions"... (Mr. Blotz did the work and Ms. Adams explained to me what it meant.)
"A highly significant area for exploratory study"... (A totally useless topic selected by my committee.)
"It is hoped that this study will stimulate further investigation in this field"... (I quit.)
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Cost of Living in Malaysia
I really want to write about the price increase in consumer goods but my super duper busy routine lately doesn't allow me to write. However, I came across this interesting facts taken from here
If you don't know already, it's expensive to live in Malaysia, especially in Kuala Lumpur. A report shows that Malaysians have less purchasing power than many nationals elsewhere.
The Malaysian Insider, an online Malaysian news website, examined the purchasing power of Malaysians in comparison to nationals of other countries. The website cited a 2010 Prices and Wages report by UBS AG, a Swiss banking giant.
Here are the highlights:
The purchasing power of KL residents is 33.8% of New Yorkers; 42% compared to London, 33.7% to Sydney, 32.6% to Los Angeles, and 31.6% to Zurish.
KL workers need to labour 22 minutes for a bread loaf. In comparison, Los Angeles counterparts take 18 minutes. In Sydney, it's 16 minutes. In Tokyo, 15 minutes. In Zurich, 12 minutes.
The Malaysian Insider also compared broadband prices in Malaysia to those in countries. Even after currency conversion, Malaysia comes out on top... in expensiveness. Here's the summary:
Kuala Lumpur - 5Mbps broadband package - RM149
London - 10Mbps broadband package - GBP13.50
Melbourne - 5-8Mbps broadband package - AUD40
New York - 7Mbps broadband package - USD41.95
Here's another tidbit from The Malaysian Insider article:
In KL, a Honda Civic is priced at RM115,000 - 20 times an auditor's average monthly earnings.
In Melbourne & London, the price is respectively AUD25,000 and GBP19,000 - 3 times an auditor's average monthly earnings in those places.
If you don't know already, it's expensive to live in Malaysia, especially in Kuala Lumpur. A report shows that Malaysians have less purchasing power than many nationals elsewhere.
The Malaysian Insider, an online Malaysian news website, examined the purchasing power of Malaysians in comparison to nationals of other countries. The website cited a 2010 Prices and Wages report by UBS AG, a Swiss banking giant.
Here are the highlights:
The purchasing power of KL residents is 33.8% of New Yorkers; 42% compared to London, 33.7% to Sydney, 32.6% to Los Angeles, and 31.6% to Zurish.
KL workers need to labour 22 minutes for a bread loaf. In comparison, Los Angeles counterparts take 18 minutes. In Sydney, it's 16 minutes. In Tokyo, 15 minutes. In Zurich, 12 minutes.
The Malaysian Insider also compared broadband prices in Malaysia to those in countries. Even after currency conversion, Malaysia comes out on top... in expensiveness. Here's the summary:
Kuala Lumpur - 5Mbps broadband package - RM149
London - 10Mbps broadband package - GBP13.50
Melbourne - 5-8Mbps broadband package - AUD40
New York - 7Mbps broadband package - USD41.95
Here's another tidbit from The Malaysian Insider article:
In KL, a Honda Civic is priced at RM115,000 - 20 times an auditor's average monthly earnings.
In Melbourne & London, the price is respectively AUD25,000 and GBP19,000 - 3 times an auditor's average monthly earnings in those places.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
I'm Stressed.....
All things in life are temporary. If going well, enjoy it, they will not last forever. If going wrong, don't worry, they can't last long either
It is already April. A lot of things didn't go well last month.
1. My thesis progress did not go well as it planned
2. Losing my house keys. Had to call somebody to break into my house
3. Losing my previous exam slip which I suppose too submit to human resource department.
4.Losing my important document, when i needed it badly.
5. my brother scolded me because he said I didn't give him the right address to send a document. The truth is, he didn't write it the no jln. Should I blame Mr postman for this?
6.Looking at the front page of the newspaper and watching the prime news.
7. The current political issue. I never interested in discussing/watching/ reading political issue. Now, I am just so totally sick to my stomach when people talking about it.
It is already April. A lot of things didn't go well last month.
1. My thesis progress did not go well as it planned
2. Losing my house keys. Had to call somebody to break into my house
3. Losing my previous exam slip which I suppose too submit to human resource department.
4.Losing my important document, when i needed it badly.
5. my brother scolded me because he said I didn't give him the right address to send a document. The truth is, he didn't write it the no jln. Should I blame Mr postman for this?
6.Looking at the front page of the newspaper and watching the prime news.
7. The current political issue. I never interested in discussing/watching/ reading political issue. Now, I am just so totally sick to my stomach when people talking about it.
Monday, March 21, 2011
My Words of Sympathy II
My sympathy and prayer goes to people of Libya - the civilians. When problem is solved with missiles, the victims are always the civilians no matter what promises have been made. History has proved it. What else can I say except may Allah protect the innocent Libyans.
Friday, March 18, 2011
My Words of Sympathy
I always dream to go to this land but never had a chance to go. For now I think maybe it will take many years to dream it again..
I'm truly sad and sympathy to look at the people in Japan, their safety and their well being after being hit by the worst earthquakes and followed by tsunami. The assessed damages are definitely beyond words. They also definitely went through a very unspeakable pain missing, losing the love ones and properties. However, I respect the people of Japan who truly have strong heart and courage after one another catastrophics hit them. My heart goes to them.
I'm truly sad and sympathy to look at the people in Japan, their safety and their well being after being hit by the worst earthquakes and followed by tsunami. The assessed damages are definitely beyond words. They also definitely went through a very unspeakable pain missing, losing the love ones and properties. However, I respect the people of Japan who truly have strong heart and courage after one another catastrophics hit them. My heart goes to them.
Friday, March 11, 2011
A Ph.D. student, a post-doc, and their professor
A Ph.D. student, a post-doc, and their professor are walking through a city park and they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out in a puff of smoke.
The Genie says, "I usually only grant three wishes, so I'll give each of you just one."
"Me first! Me first!" says the Ph.D. student.
"I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat with a gorgeous woman."
Poof! He's gone.
"Me next! Me next!" says the post-doc. "I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with a professional hula dancer on one side and a Mai Tai on the other."
Poof! He's gone.
"You're next," the Genie says to the professor.
The professor says, "I want those guys back in the lab after lunch."
Moral of the story : always let your supervisor talk first
^_^v
The Genie says, "I usually only grant three wishes, so I'll give each of you just one."
"Me first! Me first!" says the Ph.D. student.
"I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat with a gorgeous woman."
Poof! He's gone.
"Me next! Me next!" says the post-doc. "I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with a professional hula dancer on one side and a Mai Tai on the other."
Poof! He's gone.
"You're next," the Genie says to the professor.
The professor says, "I want those guys back in the lab after lunch."
Moral of the story : always let your supervisor talk first
^_^v
Thursday, February 24, 2011
February update
1. Time flies too fast. It is almost the end of February. It means I have left with another 10 months to finish the thesis.
2. I’m not really busy this month but I’ve posted nothing in this blog. I’ve no idea to write.
3. Same goes with my thesis, I’m really out of idea to write anything. I type, delete, retype and delete again. At the end of the day I’ve produce nothing. So the thesis has no progress this month.
3. The last essay is the most challenge essay. It tested my patience and persistence.
4. SV is super busy this month. Hardly see his car in the campus. I’ve only seen SV once in this month. 2 hours of waiting and only can see him for 2 minutes.
6. SV asked me to learn Matlab in U*T that I’m suppose to use it as a simulation in my analysis.
7. I took a flight ticket to K* but the Matlab program’s date changed to another date. The return flight ticket “burn”,so my money.
8. My ex big boss called asking “ape ke hal ko nak pegi jauh sgt belajar matlab, mai aku ajar. Kalau ko segan dgn aku, aku suruh student aku ajar. Aku bagi ko dgn software sekali”.
9. Well… TQ Mr ex boss.
10. It is almost a month since my friend left to meet the Lord. Yes...Time flies too fast.
2. I’m not really busy this month but I’ve posted nothing in this blog. I’ve no idea to write.
3. Same goes with my thesis, I’m really out of idea to write anything. I type, delete, retype and delete again. At the end of the day I’ve produce nothing. So the thesis has no progress this month.
3. The last essay is the most challenge essay. It tested my patience and persistence.
4. SV is super busy this month. Hardly see his car in the campus. I’ve only seen SV once in this month. 2 hours of waiting and only can see him for 2 minutes.
6. SV asked me to learn Matlab in U*T that I’m suppose to use it as a simulation in my analysis.
7. I took a flight ticket to K* but the Matlab program’s date changed to another date. The return flight ticket “burn”,so my money.
8. My ex big boss called asking “ape ke hal ko nak pegi jauh sgt belajar matlab, mai aku ajar. Kalau ko segan dgn aku, aku suruh student aku ajar. Aku bagi ko dgn software sekali”.
9. Well… TQ Mr ex boss.
10. It is almost a month since my friend left to meet the Lord. Yes...Time flies too fast.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
The Last Visit
Remember my entry about visiting a friend who was warded in SJMC. I went again to visit her last week. It was unplanned visit. My friend from Kota Baharu who came here for a gathering asked if I could bring her there. Without any hesitation I said Yes (I’m glad I made this decision). On my way to SJMC, me, my friend from Kota Bharu and two other friends were talking endlessly. It was girl’s talk and I realized each of us has our own personal problem but it just a matter of whether we want to spill it out or just keep it to ourselves.
When I arrived in SJMC, all the problems we were talking before seems to be so trivial. Here I saw a friend whom I have known since I was 13 years old fighting for her life. Weak and fragile but she so patient, could still smile and greeted us. Me on the other hand for all this while only stressing about all the problems I have with Phd, conference paper, unhealthy diet and all other things that wouldn’t matter when I permanently leave this world. Looking at her making me think how trivial my problems are and how ungrateful I am.
I was glad that she was awake not like my last visit. She was so weak but managed to talk but in hard breath. It was more than twelve years we haven’t met. We talked and reminiscing our old days in secondary school. The silly thing we did, the laughter we had, the hysteria we scared. She could remember everything which I didn’t remember anymore.
Her husband was there too. I was told she met her jodoh when she was at early stage of her cancer. Allah definitely have a big plan for her as at the stage when medicine couldn’t cure her anymore the only thing needed are tender, loving and care (TLC). Allah had sent her somebody to do that.
The thing that I remember most when she told, the first thing she questioned herself when wakingup is whether she was still alive. It made my heart sunk as the first thing I always think when I woke up is not to feel grateful to Allah for the chance to be still alive instead of I think of what am going to do today, I need to finish a lot of work, do I prepare to see my Sv, which baju should I wear etc…..all the worldly affairs.
Before I went back, she told me that she had forgiven everybody. I hold my tears and trying to hug her but it was not possible as the wires were around her body. I kissed her in her forehead, promised to visit her again.
That promise will never be fulfilled as she already left us today. It was expected looking at her condition but still a shocking news as I just met her not more than a week ago. We talked, we laughed, I hold my tears, she hold the strength to talk but now it won’t happen again. I unable to keep my promise, pay her last visit as her body was brought back to kampong.
Her death really made me think life is really short and temporary. Everybody goes and there's no exception to the rule. A friend who grew up together in the boarding school and I think she is still young left us to meet the creator. Yes i know there is no rule saying that young people don't die. Everybody dies no matter how old she/he is. It made me wonder whether I really prepare myself for the day I will permanently leaving this world. Am I balancing between living for today and the day after life? Am I have enough amalan to bring together to meet my Lord? Honestly I’m not prepared and scare to face that day.
A friend wrote in her fb - Death is an end to a physical journey and a beginning of another journey to the soul..
Al fatihah - to you Meque
When I arrived in SJMC, all the problems we were talking before seems to be so trivial. Here I saw a friend whom I have known since I was 13 years old fighting for her life. Weak and fragile but she so patient, could still smile and greeted us. Me on the other hand for all this while only stressing about all the problems I have with Phd, conference paper, unhealthy diet and all other things that wouldn’t matter when I permanently leave this world. Looking at her making me think how trivial my problems are and how ungrateful I am.
I was glad that she was awake not like my last visit. She was so weak but managed to talk but in hard breath. It was more than twelve years we haven’t met. We talked and reminiscing our old days in secondary school. The silly thing we did, the laughter we had, the hysteria we scared. She could remember everything which I didn’t remember anymore.
Her husband was there too. I was told she met her jodoh when she was at early stage of her cancer. Allah definitely have a big plan for her as at the stage when medicine couldn’t cure her anymore the only thing needed are tender, loving and care (TLC). Allah had sent her somebody to do that.
The thing that I remember most when she told, the first thing she questioned herself when wakingup is whether she was still alive. It made my heart sunk as the first thing I always think when I woke up is not to feel grateful to Allah for the chance to be still alive instead of I think of what am going to do today, I need to finish a lot of work, do I prepare to see my Sv, which baju should I wear etc…..all the worldly affairs.
Before I went back, she told me that she had forgiven everybody. I hold my tears and trying to hug her but it was not possible as the wires were around her body. I kissed her in her forehead, promised to visit her again.
That promise will never be fulfilled as she already left us today. It was expected looking at her condition but still a shocking news as I just met her not more than a week ago. We talked, we laughed, I hold my tears, she hold the strength to talk but now it won’t happen again. I unable to keep my promise, pay her last visit as her body was brought back to kampong.
Her death really made me think life is really short and temporary. Everybody goes and there's no exception to the rule. A friend who grew up together in the boarding school and I think she is still young left us to meet the creator. Yes i know there is no rule saying that young people don't die. Everybody dies no matter how old she/he is. It made me wonder whether I really prepare myself for the day I will permanently leaving this world. Am I balancing between living for today and the day after life? Am I have enough amalan to bring together to meet my Lord? Honestly I’m not prepared and scare to face that day.
A friend wrote in her fb - Death is an end to a physical journey and a beginning of another journey to the soul..
Al fatihah - to you Meque
Friday, January 28, 2011
Tazkirah for The Day
The Believing Woman is Alert One of the most prominent distinguishing features of the Muslim woman is her deep faith in Allah (SWT), and her sincere conviction that whatever happens in this universe, and whatever fate befalls human beings, only happens through the will and decree of Allah (SWT); whatever befalls a person could not have been avoided, and whatever does not happen to a person could not have been made to happen. A person has no choice in this life but to strive towards the right path and to do good deeds - acts of worship and other acts - by whatever means one can, putting all his trust in Allah (SWT), submitting to His will, and believing that he is always in need of Allah's (SWT) help and support.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Poor Them, They Are Really Poor.
Ketika seorg rakan saya menyediakan tesis berkaitan kemiskinan, berdiskusi tentang operasi lalang, DEB, growth, aras kemiskinan tegar, koefisien gini & etc. Saya jarang ambil pusing. Mungkin mendengar fakta yang dinyatakan tanpa mengambilkira permasalahan lain. Development Economics bukan bidang saya, jauh sekali kajian yang saya lakukan yg selama ini membuatkan saya keluh kesah. Why bother your friend's thesis problem, when you have your own problem to settle. Bagi saya rakyat Malaysia tidak ramai yang berada di bawah tahap kemiskinan tegar, jika berdasarkan aras kemiskinan yang dijadikan petunjuk. But today, I found something interesting in the newspapers which made me wonder and think many times. Satu persoalan biasa tetapi memerlukan jwpn yg mungkin luar biasa - adakah rakyat M'sia sgt miskin?
1. Miskin harta - sehingga sanggup mengutip duit syiling di tepi jalan
2. Miskin jiwa - sehinggap sanggup mengenepikan rasa malu mengambil duit kepunyaan org lain
3. Miskin moral -sehingga sanggup bergembira dengan hak org tanpa meikirkan musibah empunya hak.
3. Miskin agama- sehingga sanggup melupakan halal & haram, hak & batil.
It is so pathetic looking at these people collecting the coins by the road side. I don't know what others might think but pardon me i think, poor them, they are really "poor".
Read this;myMetro | ‘Berpesta’ pungut syiling atas lebuh raya
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Three econometricians went out hunting, and came across a large deer. The first econometrician fired, but missed, by a meter to the left. The second econometrician fired, but also missed, by a meter to the right. The third econometrician didn’t fire, but shouted in triumph, “We got it! We got it!”
If you don't understand this joke definitely you are not an econometrician but don't worry at least you don't have the headache of being one.
If you don't understand this joke definitely you are not an econometrician but don't worry at least you don't have the headache of being one.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
11.1.11
Neither special nor significant to me about this date. I didn't even notice about it until I heard it in the radio while driving. In fact, Ive gone through a very tiring day and not really a lucky day with a lot of wrong judgement or good news to be heard.
1. Went to SJMC to visit my ex dorm mate during secondary school years, took a wrong exit, as usual sesat bangat. My friends have been waited for more than 1 hour in the lobby room of the hospital. For the first time in my life I paid for concierge to park my car as I couldn't find the parking lot and not to waste more time. unluckily I couldn't met my sick friend as she was dozed to get some rest. Looking at her while she was sleeping, didn't even show the painful of fighting with her ovary cancer. Only Allah knows the painful she has gone through and strong she is.
2. After coming back from SJMC I promised a friend to send her to the bus station as she was heading to UUM. The campus seemed to be having heavy congestion. Not a normal congestion. I made a wrong judgement to take another exit out of the campus. What happened was we stucked for about an hour.
3. I was rushed from SJMC to meet my SV but he cancelled the meeting. He got a guest from oversea. I was suppose to take my performance appraisal from him and submit to my university ASAP as it was overdue.
4. Got sms from a friend with few not so good news. No more elaboration because this is somebody else problem
5. Called my father and he told me he got a problem. He lost his handphone in the toilet bowl (note to my brother: If you want to call your father and my father ak..a our father jgn call handphone, call rumah). He asked me to ask my sister to replace his sim card.
6. Called my sister asking her to replace my father's sim card so she told me about the problem in her office. No more elaboration because this is somebody else problem too.
7. Overall 11.1.11 is a not a good day for me and i think this blog too has becoming a problem sharing blog. So just want to some motivation to light up my day and your day (Note: tiada kaitan dgn maslah2 diatas)
1. Went to SJMC to visit my ex dorm mate during secondary school years, took a wrong exit, as usual sesat bangat. My friends have been waited for more than 1 hour in the lobby room of the hospital. For the first time in my life I paid for concierge to park my car as I couldn't find the parking lot and not to waste more time. unluckily I couldn't met my sick friend as she was dozed to get some rest. Looking at her while she was sleeping, didn't even show the painful of fighting with her ovary cancer. Only Allah knows the painful she has gone through and strong she is.
2. After coming back from SJMC I promised a friend to send her to the bus station as she was heading to UUM. The campus seemed to be having heavy congestion. Not a normal congestion. I made a wrong judgement to take another exit out of the campus. What happened was we stucked for about an hour.
3. I was rushed from SJMC to meet my SV but he cancelled the meeting. He got a guest from oversea. I was suppose to take my performance appraisal from him and submit to my university ASAP as it was overdue.
4. Got sms from a friend with few not so good news. No more elaboration because this is somebody else problem
5. Called my father and he told me he got a problem. He lost his handphone in the toilet bowl (note to my brother: If you want to call your father and my father ak..a our father jgn call handphone, call rumah). He asked me to ask my sister to replace his sim card.
6. Called my sister asking her to replace my father's sim card so she told me about the problem in her office. No more elaboration because this is somebody else problem too.
7. Overall 11.1.11 is a not a good day for me and i think this blog too has becoming a problem sharing blog. So just want to some motivation to light up my day and your day (Note: tiada kaitan dgn maslah2 diatas)
Saturday, January 1, 2011
A New Year & A Final Year
A new year, a new beginning and take a deep breath and say bismillahirahmanirahim...
There is no other resolutions I have except finishing what I’m doing (my Phd) as soon as possible. Today is very significant as it mark that I have only one more year before I need to go back to work. Yes… I am at the very last year of my PhD. Hopefully I’ll be able to reach the finishing line on time. I know it is not an easy journey. So far I’ve gone through challenges which most of Phd students claim as a normal process. I’ve made achievement, I failed, I was happy and sad. A roller coaster emotion. There were many times I’ve gone through phases of where I questioned everything I knew, I doubted every morsel of knowledge I have, I claimed myself that I was not that smart or I had to admit how slow I was. However, I’m still happy with what I'm doing, content and eager for more. Whatever time I still have, I should allocate it wisely and finish it on time. Insyaallah.
It's difficult, but not impossible" - Prince Dastan (Prince of Persia, The Sands of Time)
There is no other resolutions I have except finishing what I’m doing (my Phd) as soon as possible. Today is very significant as it mark that I have only one more year before I need to go back to work. Yes… I am at the very last year of my PhD. Hopefully I’ll be able to reach the finishing line on time. I know it is not an easy journey. So far I’ve gone through challenges which most of Phd students claim as a normal process. I’ve made achievement, I failed, I was happy and sad. A roller coaster emotion. There were many times I’ve gone through phases of where I questioned everything I knew, I doubted every morsel of knowledge I have, I claimed myself that I was not that smart or I had to admit how slow I was. However, I’m still happy with what I'm doing, content and eager for more. Whatever time I still have, I should allocate it wisely and finish it on time. Insyaallah.
It's difficult, but not impossible" - Prince Dastan (Prince of Persia, The Sands of Time)
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