Life Journey of a White Knight

Let's put nail to the coffin

2009-04-06T19:51:00.002+08:00

I am not the undertaker, but you all are...

White Knight in the Making...

2009-03-05T23:45:00.005+08:00

Waiting to be released......
(Panasonic Lumix TZ3 - F4.9 ISO 200)

Rainbows

2008-09-29T06:03:00.000+08:00

I will focus more on politics, finance, and food from now on.

Next mission: I will try to photograph more rainbow pictures. It will be my mission on my journey this year and I won't give up even though it's summer. I know there will be chances rainbow will appear again. Rainbow only appears short while, I want to record it with my small baby camera.

“彩虹虽昙花一现，但难得的东西是值得珍藏的”

1st ever rainbow "miraculously" captured in Kuala Terengganu, with my Sony Erricson k610i handphone.

2nd rainbow, captured along "memorable" East Coast Highway with my newly bought Panasonic Lumix TZ3 camera.

I don't believe in 曾经拥有 (possessed before)，
but I do believe in 天长地久 (possessed forever).
So, rainbow shooting have not deviated from my life principle.

If you are reading this, I know you hate me and we haven't communicate for long time. I wish you all well. All the best in your exam. I know you can do well as you are hardworking. God won't ill-treat hardworker badly. You have my wishes. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. If you need my help in whatever thing, please let me know. I will do it if it's within my ability. I really sorry. I know sorry is not exactly what you need, but I'm helpless. I want to help. Just want to help because I care. I'm not heartless. I'm not stone cold. I'm sorry.

If you are reading this, I wish you well too. I know you are having a wonderful time now. I wish you best of luck. You are really one people that can amaze old people. Old people like you really hard to come across. Conversation topics are often related to old people's thought. That's interesting because 'young' people like me like to talk about it. And I enjoyed talking that with you. You once told me, my hardware is doing fine, but how about my software? You said you believe I can fix it myself. Yea. I believe I can. I know you believe I can. But, anyway, anyhow, Taurus-ian, don't fear dark, don't scare of ghost, as they won't come after happy people. Like the old guy told you, cough syrup was the sweetest although it tastes bitter. But, those were the days. Those were the days. The days gone by with fault, cowardness, and procrastination. Bitter life it is. Enjoy your life to the fullest & don't left any regret. You have my blesses and wishes. I care.

If you are reading this, I know you having problems all this while. You never reveal your problem. But, we can feel it. You sleep in odd hours, even in very odd place. We can see your deteriorating face. No more passion. No more life. I'm worried. We are worried. Sticks won't help. Thanil won't help either. I hope we can talk when we finished this. We will have thanil although it's wrong. But, it helps. I know both of us agree on that. I'm worry and I care. Please do not give up.

If you are reading this, I know you are having problem too. It's very obvious. I can see it. We can see it clearly. You are not concentrating. You say you are, but you are not. It's something that you don't want to do. Something that is so far from your passion. But, this is where you are now. I know you know. But, look at how you treat it. It restrains you now. Stop you from doing other thing. Everyone have 24 hours. It depends on how you spend it. Stupid idiot like me will spend more on meaningless sleep. But, you are smart people. You were at your lowest low. But, I still can't feel your timely V-shaped bouce back. It's time. It's now or never. This is just No 1. Next , No 2, don't wait. There are nothing wrong with honesty. Be honest to yourself and to others. This is a world of freedom of speech. I was being told before, according to freedom of speech, this and that. And you what? That was the most amazing thing I ever heard. And at that moment I found I reach to a consensus with that as I think the same way all this while. Words are so cheap, but words that come out from freedom of speech is so powerful and truthful. I know. Don't wait. Things changed very fast, you never know what will happen next, you never know when Anwar will take over. You never know what will be the result, although people only give him 1% to success. DO it, or keep it forever.

Finally......

Hari Raya Wishes: Selamat Hari Raya, Happy Bulan Syawal and 开斋节快乐（Hari Raya wishes in Mandarin) to all my Muslim friends. Sorry if I have said or done anything wrong that offended you (as I'm stupid enough to do that). Enjoy your festive season with your friends and family. Like what people gila makan like me always says, don't forget bring back kuih raya. :)

Remember, remember, the rainbow is precious,
Reserved to the fated few who cares,
It seems untouchable, unseen by others,
For those who cares, it is marvelous,
It would be gone in minutes,
But, it's worth the cares,
It's definitely priceless!

Love is a Beautiful Pain - Part 2

2008-09-29T05:14:00.001+08:00

Recently, I come across a book at book store. Written by Liu Yong. Some description of him here. He is a Taiwanese writer. Now resides in New York. Numerous best-selling books' author among Chinese community, an artist, a teacher, a professor, a philantropist, and of course a traveller (especially to the very poor province in Mainland China).

Liu Yong has described himself in a book called "Love is a Beautiful Pain" as he is a people who is passionate about life. Always want to overtake himself and set new frontier. His writing principle is "before I can make peple touched, I must make myself touched" and "speak for yourself and speak for your era in." He has a warm heart, a pair hardworking hand, two very busy legs and a very liberal heart.

I have heard about him for some years now, but it doesn't strike my mind before this to buy or try to read his book. Few weeks back, I went to meet Hari (my roommate) in Time Square to do some shopping on his cloth and my shoe. I was early and so I went inside Borders Bookstore to have a look. I always like to go to the bookstore and sit there to read some free books. And yes, like Hari said I'm a person with complex personality. I do enjoy quiet reading like a bookworm but at the same time I enjoyed being an outgoing social person. But, I think I'm more nerdy now than ever. Anyway, talking back about this Liu Yong's book - Love is a Beautiful Pain. It strikes my eye when I saw the title of the book. It was being displayed on the Modern Chinese Literature Section of Borders Times Square, just right beside Starbucks.

Love is beautiful. I believe most of the human being agree with it. However, at the same time
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Love is a Beautiful Pain - by Liu Yong

**PS: Here, I have to say sorry to my readers. I know many of you are waiting for Part 2 of this post. However, I don't think I'm able to continue with this post. I have tried to finish it. But, I don't think I'm a person that is qualify to talk about love here. I did wrongs, I disappoint peoples, and now I disappoint my readers here just like how Anwar disappoints me. When time passed, things changed, and so as my mood. But, that's the truth. When time passed, when you try turning back, it's not used to be the same anymore. Things changed like Darwin's Evolution Theory. Guess that will be my last post on Love in this near future. I really in no position in giving comments on Love. Love is something that far too complicated for me to solve. It's too much to handle. TMTH, just like what an American Idol contestant said. TMTH = too much to handle. (I still love David's - You must love me and Brooke's - Let it be; both are very powerful songs. Believe me, really powerful songs.) In short, let's Dr Love do the job on Love. I'm not running away, I just doing what I suppose to do.

Love is a Beautiful Pain - Part 1

2008-09-18T06:44:00.003+08:00

When is the 1st time u feel Love?
What is Love actually?
How you can feel the Love?

If I ask any single human out there now who below 35 years old. I bet more than 90% of them will tell you that I feel Love when I saw Mr XXY or Ms XXX under a tree or somewhere, some place, some time. In short, they 1st feel the Love when they saw their other half, be it their girl friend, boy friend, husband, wife, wives or husbands.

Then what is Love? If you ask them again, these answers will come out:

Love is a hidden element in your life.
You can't see Love, but you can only feel it.
It is a feeling that reside in your heart.
Love is a powerful motivation for human to live on.
Love is about making you and your partner sexually satisfied.
Love can be destructive to those who too obsess into it until they neglect their 'real business'
Love is about caring your life partner and make them feel secure.
Love is to protect my Love ones, feed them well, make them feel safe, and give them the best life you can.
For certain people, Love is 'buying me more Gucci, LV (not LV Sarma aka my Corp Finance Strategies's lecturer ,ok!), Armani, Guess, Jimmy Choo's, Tifanny & Co, and so on.
For small fraction of people, Love is I want to see you, see your eyes (because you have beautiful eyes), hug you everyday.
Love can be "My money is your money, your money is your money, your money is not my money."
Love can also be "I put you higher than myself, my own health, my career, my studies."
And the list can go on forever and hence Wikipedia concludes, "Love is a range of emotions and experiences related to the senses of affection and sexual attraction."

So, again, what the fish is LOVE? For some people, LOVE seems to be the hardest thing, saying I LOVE You seems to be the hardest thing. And if you do say it, what you mean by I Love You? If according to the list up there, assuming you say it to Ms CCC, is it because she gave you lots of experiences, went through a lot of emotional moments with you, both of you express care to each other, and of course sexually appealing and attracted. Well, I personally feel there no wrong with the definition, except sexually attraction. I will talk about that later.

Next, we go to how you can feel the Love? This is easy, Form 2 syllable, in a subject called General Science - the 5 senses of human being (Homo sapiens). [Just to show off I still can remember the scientific name of it. ] What is the 5 senses?

Eye sight. This is untrue. How about the blind people? They can't see this world not because they choose to. Ok, they don't have the eye sight, but they still can feel the love as they have other senses.
Hearing. This is untrue. How about the deaf people? They are not the one who choose to not to hear any sounds. Even for normal people like us, we can't force ourselves to not hear certain sounds unless we use something to cover your ear hole. Deaf people still can feel the love, how? Because they have other senses.
Smell. This is untrue. How about people who lost their smelling ability? Like people who caught cold and could detect any smell due to excessive mucus inside the nose. (Mucus is the sticky, watery thing that come out from your nose) Do they lost the abilty to Love? No! Because they have other senses.
Touch. This is untrue. How about the people who have problem with their nerve system and have blood clog in brain that cause you can't feel anything with your skin. When your little web of nerve under your epidermis fail you, you lost your ability to Love and feel beloved? Definitely, No! Because you have other senses.
Taste. This is untrue. How about the worst thing can be happened on a chef? They lost their ability to taste due to palate malfunction. The little cells on their tongue fail them? They lost the ability to taste the food that cooked by their loves one or to taste their life partner's love liquid when they are exchanging saliva. So, can't taste the love liquid, can't taste the flavour of Love? What the fish? Hell no! Because you have other senses.

Hence, conclusion is if you still have one of the 5 senses you having now. You still can feel the Love. Even you lost all 5 of them, even you become a sleeping beauty/prince and hooked on life support machine, you still can feel the Love? How? With your heart, with your mind. Human is a complex organism. Some people argue that women are more complex biologically as they have the reproductive ability. Some people also argue men are more complex as they have something extra externally. But, for me, why compare who is more complex in the first place. WE are all complex. If we are simple, why we need so many cells to form us. We can just be an Amoeba sp.

Life will be much easier, isn't it? Single cell organism. We need not to worry about school, work, partner as we can reproduce by ourselves without help from another Amoeba. But, life wouldn't be fun, isn't it?

And, so God created human that can Love. (Well, this basically makes me go against Darwin's Law of Evolution which I studied and supported for so long. But, the problem of Darwin's is, who created the first cell for the cell to evolve into multi-cell and finally become me and you? So, let's just put God here as the creater of this cell, ok? Not reference to any religion, but the creater. Btw, I still believe in Darwin's, he has some really impressive theory.)

Now, human can feel Love no matter in what state he is in. Cause we can feel it with the normal 5 senses, your heart, and your mind. How, we are complex. We are manufactured to be like that controlled by a one core CPU called the BRAIN! (Rather weak argument, I will improve on it later, but no promises.)

As we discussed earlier, Love is a powerful thing. I believe everyone agree with it. If you don't, please leave me a reply. I like critics. (And I like to give critic, like the opposition.) However, Love can build, but it also can destroy. Love of a husband to a wife can make the man kill another man because the another man rape his wife. Love of a girlfriend to her boyfriend can make her abandon her studies, spend her money and time to make him happy. Love of a male friend to a female friend that make him ignore his midterms, assignments, studies, friends, family, and health just to make her feel the Love.

Ok, all these are truth and it's happening around us. But, that's not the main point I want to stress here. Yes, a boyfriend girlfriend, husband wife, boy boy, gal gal, or male female friend; all these relationship no doubt is Love. However, it is not the only Love in this world. The creater of this world is smart and cunning. Besides boy-gal love, the creater also create boy-boy, gal-gal love. Moreover, the love of a father-son, grandfather-daughter, grandmother-son, mother-daughter, a stranger to another stranger, kid and the teacher, your Prime Minister and you (the Rakyat), your love to your kampung and homeland/hometown, etc. My point is there are other Loves that slipped away from us when we are busy chasing our life partner (husband or wife).

916 DD

2008-09-16T01:20:00.003+08:00

Yes. This is the most talk about number in Malaysia now. Today is 916DD, "D-Day" according to AI (there are two, one is a bas-tard who says I am just 'penumpang' in this country, another one is of course the man who told us "I'll be back" and indeed he is back). So, what's up with this D-Day?

Today is Malaysia's independent day. (Happy Merdeka my beloved country!) After all the immature and bodo statements produced by my fellow Malaysians, I still love this country. Yes, I do hate people who simply come out with so-called arguments that greatly hurt the heart of Malaysian like me. This proves that how babrbaric they are and how shallow minded they are. One thing that I learned in Malaysia's university (my university of course), we should hate the arguments they made, and not the people who make it. So, AI Flag Hill, I don't hate you as a human. But, I hate your statement, ok? You-r statement should put under ISA (I Sokong An-War) and become Teresa Cook's roommate now. You-r statement ok, not you! I don't want become your housemate, please! Don' perasaan too much, ok?!

916, of course is people's birthday also la. Happy birthday to them! Wish you all have a wonderful year ahead! You all are so lucky because you have chance to celebrate your birthday with 26 million Malaysian!

Then, talk about D-Day, AI Permata Pau version (Hey, don't confuse with Permata Dunia, ok). It's the day where he think he want to talk with my uncle, Pak La-la. Pak La-la definitely is my 'favourite' uncle. He was so nice looping, protect-ive, ham-ble, and willing to take kris-stik.

Nice-looping. Yeah, he's nice looking. At his age, still can find replacement wife (faster than Chow Yun Fat's replacement killer). Some more, I can see his face every where I go, even on the Visit Malaysia's poster together with his lovely Wanita Uno. When people ask him question, he become grasshopper. Turn a big round like the Large Hadron Collider in Geneva. What a nice-loop he made!
Protect-ive. Yeah! He's a very protective father, no doubt! I repsect him from the bottom of my heart. I really do. All father should be like him. Even the son-in-law also he protect him like family. What a lovely father he is! I salute you. But, do you know what is the meaning of over protect-ive? That's why everyone is buying SCOMI after you become Pak La-la.
Ham-ble. Oh yes! Best thing to eat with sandwishes and salats, HAM! I stil remember the first ham I ate when I was only 5 years old. It's so awesome as always. The meat is a normal farmed live stock that got curly tail. Yes, it is IT! It is the sweetest meat in the world! (Personal perceptionof myself and my friend, Leau, you can ignore this.) Come back to ham-ble-ness of Pak La-la. No doubt, he always so cool in handling situation, behave like a nice guy. No doubt, by looking how he treated his family, he is definitely a nice family guy. But, as father of a big family (let's say with 26 million family members), can he treat all his daughters and sons equally well? Aiks, he is HAM-ble. YES, he is!
Willing to take kris-stick. This doesn't suit him because is not him carrying the Kris-stik. It's one of his son who happened to wear a wrong spectacle and accidently pull out a Kris-stik and wave it like a Kriket's stick. Aiks, really sorry for him. He was so well educated as a practice lawyer. His grandfather is a great man with extremely good visions. Just because he that "sui" and unlucky that day, playing with the wrong stick, he become the first person in the country playing with the wrong stick (kris-stick) at the wrong time (in front of cameras). So, what is it to do with Pak La-la? Hey, he's from his family, his son. This makes his other sons feel ashamed. He didn't perform any action, worst than NATO(No Action Talk Only). Action 'ee-lek', talk also 'ee-lek.' (ee-lek means nothing in Tamil) I feel so sorry for his other sons. I feel sorry for him who played with the stick and myself. Aiks. God bless Pak La-la.

So, AI Permata Pau, wish you luck in talking to my uncle, Pak La-la. He is a very resonable person. He can always give good reasons. For his sons and daughters, let's enjoy 916 DD together as it's the begining of the end. No matter what's happen to Unicle La-la, we are still family. I don't blame you play with the stick, but please don't you ever play like that again. Btw, brother , play too much stick is no good for your health ok? Bad for everyone's 'health'.

Here's some picture of me playing with the stick.

PS: To my brother Zaid, there must be really good reason why Uncle La-la don't let you leave the family. Please do bear with him a while, as we have bear for so long. We need you, bro, to make our family being respected again!

Drawing a 'S'

2008-08-25T15:49:00.006+08:00

In today's 'Bank Management' class, as usual, the attendance list is being circulated and everyone in the class try to sign for everyone outside the class. After I signed for myself and my roommate (like always), I passed the paper to Steve (My FEG mate). However, Steve passed me back the paper to me two seconds later and says: "hey, can sign for me? Because I can't sign your signature lar." (PS: I signed for Steve for the previous class)

Yes. I do confess that I have an "unique" handwriting which I consider myself as the true, geniune medical doctor's handwriting. It's not my fault though. I just learned it from my doctor after all. :) Okay, getting back to Steve's problem. He came out with a solution after some thoughts. Next time when he signs the attendance list, he will just put a 'S', representing Steve. Imitate from Masrul which always put a 'M' as signature. I agreed with him definitely because this makes my job easier (signing for him, of course. Not other things that you all are thinking now).

But, suddenly Richard pop up with this question: how to draw a 'S' on the list?. This question just make me puzzled for 5 seconds. In my heart, I tell myself that Richard must be losing his mind. After studying so hard for 22 years, now he can't even draw a 'S' ? There must be something wrong and hence I replied: 'So, how you going to draw a 'S' ?

He grinned and says: Since you want to sign a 'S' for Steve, then just follow Steve's 'S' la.

Well, finally I know which 'S' he's refering to.

Have you figure it out? Which 'S' can it be?
Some clue for you.

PS: It's not the curve shape or the object which is penetrating or the lady standing behind.
It's just the part where you will keep in touch when you are sitting on besically anything.

By the way, the picture above has been edited by Google Picasa for its colour only, and nothing else has been altered. Cheers, FEG!

My Coconut Fight with My Roommate

2008-07-28T09:12:00.006+08:00

Coconut is the fruit of coconut tree which grew in tropical country. As a Kuantan-ese who live by the beach nearly all my life, of course I knew what coconut is. However, not so long ago, my roommate told me that he had a different definition for coconut. The coconut is no longer a fruit, but is a name for a person.

He showed me this picture on the left and asked me to look at it and his face at the same time. I was puzzled and clueless. Then, I replied: "How can I compare you with a coconut? You are not coconut, you are human!"

My roommate was not happy with my answer, although I have tried my best to explain. Well, he is definitely hard headed and not accepting any of my explanation. He was very piss for that moment. Hence, he want to have a fight with me. No reason I want to reject it as he is asking for it. Of course I said: "Yes!"

And so, the fight started (he is still cheating himself that he didn't lose the game until now). It's a fight to peal off a no of coconut skin in our fastest way. Hence, we called it "The Ultimate Coconut Fight." Whoever finish it first will win the competition and whoever can't finish it will being called coconut for the rest of his life! The audience at the scene is our witness although they are only a handful of them.

So, here is me trying very hard to win over him.

But he arrogantly stand there without making any move at the first 3 minutes.

At the 5th minutes, he was still doing nothing.

At the last 30 seconds, he only start to make his first move.

It's a very tight competition to the end.

In the end, of course I won. (with very small margin)
But, he merajuk pulak.

Just because he lost by a margin as tiny as pencil lead,
he did this to me. Aiks....

Yes! He did that to me. He showed me his backsite. I'm totally not interested in that because it's always wrong to enter people's house through back door. But because of a coconut fight, this monkey show me his back door! What a way to show off his dig-nity.

Anyway, it's a very memorable fight where I have fun with this roommate of mine. I want to thanks all my witnesses of the day which is:

The orally annoying parrot called YB KJ from Rembau.

The small & tiny mickey mouse who can act so well called Pak La.

The very fishy fish called Ong KT.

The bodo babi hutan (wild bore) called Sam from Sungai Siput.

The notoriously "bodo" bull who produced a lot of shits called Zaharin Y. from the Intelligent City of Malaysia.

Thanks to all of my witnesses. Although they are not that good looking at outside, but never never judge a book by its cover. All my witnesses are the best in their area, just like their nature portrayed through their pictures above. Believe me, they are showing off their nature everyday! (without fail)

In a nutshell, my roommate is officially called coconut! He is exactly like a coconut. Brown outside, white inside. Just like a banana, white inside, yellow outside. However, although he's a coconut from the Beech, I still accept him as my small little monkey roommate of mine.

Here is a picture of me and my coconut roommate. :)

Although he is wearing a tie, but still, it never change his nature as a true authentic topical fruit.

**PS: Dear readers, if you are interested, try collect all the bold words in this post.You will find a real description of this tropical fruit. Have fun!

First Post

2008-07-12T20:09:00.005+08:00

It has been some time I want to start my own blog. Here goes my first post of my blog, and I hope my reader (if there are any) will not yawn away from this site so quickly.

'Life Journey of a White Knight' is a site dedicated to stories and things that happened around me, my family, and my friends. The stories may not be as exciting as the blockbuster in your cinema, but it will be some small stories that I would like to share with you all.

That's all for now. Stay tune for my second post!