Days of Delirium

Dear Udish , For all those time that we've grown up together, I could never thank you more for being my wonderful sister, friend and critic. Perhaps the most wonderful of them all! You taught me so much about life and it seems just like yesterday when I tagged along with you to the groceries store and threw a tantrum for you not buying me this candy or that tid-bits (which you later bought, in most cases). On this day, I wish you all the happiness in the world and may you, your husband and your child (or children, hehe) will always be blessed and protected by The Almighty through thick and thin. May the coming years bring you nothing short of utmost joy and peace. Here's to the fabulous two-six! Lots of love, Uteq

I came across an article about some guy (filthily rich) whom had his chrome Ferrari custom made especially for him. And I got the pics accompanying it as well. Alright. I have to admit, that seriously look FIERCE. It's nice. At the same time, it's wayyy too over-the-top and makes you wonder 'What the hell?' Surely the Ferrari makes everyone knows that this dude is SUPER rich (like having a Ferrari wouldn't do the justice?). But is it necessary for a chrome Ferrari? You be the judge :)

I don't really blog about Malay songs/artistes because there are so few of them who are really up to the standard of being dare said as 'G-O-O-D'. One of my favorite singers of all time has to be Ziana Zain. Of why I adore her, I'll tell in different post. But this one is about the beautiful song she did with Awie and was written by M Nasir, a renowned songwriter and art-enthusiast in Malaysia. It is a very beautifully-done song about the need to wake up and see the real things happening around the world and not to be fooled by the pictureque lives surrounding us, where people are suffering and the world is collapsing while we are carried away by everyday's vanity. Masihkah kita termangu di bawah pepohon itu Ketika hujan melunturi danau yang terusang Tidak pernah dibilang hari Hanyalah debar yang terasa... terasa Setiap hari dibuai mimpi yang terindah Dengan menghitung senja merah dihujung sinar Mencipta keheningan rahsia Pada sehimpun kenangan Menyimpul satu makna ...

I know I don't actually live here, I'm just staying here (for a while, I pray) partly because I wanted to and because you invited me. So, I'm expecting some kind of respect from all of you, as I am respecting the whole household because you're living there first and because all of you are much, much older than me. But, to discard me like your cat while you guys are off to some birthday party (which I later learned, held in some warung - a.k.a like your daily dinner) without any direct acknowledgment is, say, cruel. Totally inhumane at all. It's not that I so wanted to go to the warung-dinner-cum-birthday-party. I just expected those dick heads to tell me properly that it was just between them (because they are close friends eversince the school days) and I would totally understand that. Trust me, I don't have any affection to sit at a table with a bunch of unknowns. I rather be with myself listening to Duffy all night long. Instead of being grown-ups, they go ar...

As I was browsing through my Facebook, I came across the section about favourite quotes and being an avid reader and viewer of Oprah Winfrey, I had put there one of her sayings which goes: "Pray as if everything depends on God; work as if everything depends on you" True - that saying had said a mouthful of meanings there. You can't just sit around and pray, hoping everything would turn out the way you would want things to be. You have to get up and work your ass off to make your plan comes alive. Or else, God himself wouldn't be bothered to help you. Then, I remembered another saying which I'm very sure everyone should be familiar with: "When life gives you lemon, make lemonade" As I grow older and perhaps wiser, I realized how brilliant that saying is. I learned, you can never have any excuse for the things that you didn't do or did. You have absolutely no capacity to say "I'm not fit for this", "I'm not good enough", ...

Alright, there's absolutely nothing queer about a man loving shoes - lots of them. There are men who collect cars, watches, baseball cards and as for me, well, I appreciate good shoes and sure I do love them. I have to admit how Carrie Bradshaw in Sex and the City The Movie 'inspired' (sorta) me to feel good about thing that we like and thus, buy. There's absolutely nothing wrong with it if you can afford it and not bugging others for their dosh to buy it. So, I like shoes and I think there's absolutely no harm in owning more than 2 pairs of footwear. In fact, I can go to classes with each pair of shoes everyday for 4 consecutive weeks without wearing the same twice. Haha. Oh, did I mention that I only like shoes with labels? (Why am I being so diva-ish here? Astagfirullahalazeeemmmm) The other day I was having a tough day, juggling 2 assignments and 1 tutorial with all due on the very next day and needless to say, I cracked up. There was absolutely no other better ...