MERDEKA!!!
MERDEKA!!!
MERDEKA!!!
Selamat Menyambut Hari Kemerdekaan Malaysia yang ke-48.
Sudahkah kita mengisi kemerdekaan itu sebaik-baiknya?
Seperti yang semua tahu, ia bukan sekadar memasang jalur gemilang di kenderaan, rumah atau pejabat. Ia bukan juga konsert free semata. Ia bukan sekadar perbarisan dan lintas hormat. Fikirkanlah. Di mana kita setelah 48 tahun merdeka?
she wanted to say - but words fail her
she longed to understand - but she don’t
she feels like writing - but she can’t
she just sit there - silent
days swiftly come and go
i’m dreaming of her
she’s seeing other guys
emotions they stir
the sun is gone
the nights are long
and i am left while the tears fall
**
chorus:
did you think that i will cry, on the phone?
did you know what it feels like, being alone?
i’ll find someone new…
swing, swing from the tangles of
my heart is crushed by a former love
can you help me find a way
to carry on again
**
wish cast into the sky
i’m moving on
sweet beginning do arise
she knows i was wrong
the notes are old, they bend they fold
and so do i to a new love
(repeat chorus)
bury me (you thought your problems were gone)
carry me (away, away, away…)
(repeat chorus, fades till end)
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by: all-american rejects
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haha… don’t realise the lyrics like this except for the chorus… but enjoyed it at one point… great to release tension with it… beware to try it if you are one with tendency to have headache or keserabutan mental while listening to loud songs… (",)
a little just over two years old girl is screaming and kicking her legs so hard that i nearly thought she has a fit. "what the heck?" runs across my mind. confuse. in paediatrics (medicine of the kids), there is a thing they called acute breath holding attack - basically just another type of tantrum. funny thing but it exists and became medicalised. and the father is sitting there, looking and smiling still. "point of insanity??" i ask myself.
i cannot see the point why she has to act the way she is. more over, why her father did not seem to have any control over his daughter. and then suddenly the father, who is making a conversation with another elderly, said, "zaman kita dulu… terkongkong… buat tu tak kena… buat ni tak kena… zaman la ni ikut teori… kita kena biarkan ja… biar kreativiti budak budak ni terserlah…"
i am stunt. i nearly rolled back and laugh so hard. is that how you help your kid to become creative? to let them run wild and screaming the lungs out of them - the high pitch nearly make me deaf. previously the same girl insists to sit on the table instead of the chair. and she kick the plastic mug. now, is that creative? aiyooooooooo…. what laa?? which theory is it?? i nearly answered but since i’m aware that my uterus is still empty and i have not experience another living being coming out of me - i kept my silent and observe, maybe to learn a thing or two.
and then came an answer from the elderly, "saya tak percayalah macam tu… teori teori jugak… kita dulu terkongkong ka? tak creative ka? belaja sampai masuk universiti jugak… pandai macam orang lain jugak… ada yang mak bapak biar buat semua dia suka, last last fail tak boleh nak hidup pun…" and the discussions go on and on…
i am no expert on child rearing of course but i’m sure there must be some common sense. the child has to be taught on what is right and what is wrong. they don’t know what’s best for them and there comes our roles as adult, to guide. to punish is certainly not with cruel intentions but to remind them that there are good things and bad things in life. they have to be taught, if not how will they know?? and if they don’t know, then how can you take them out in restaurants or public places??
and with regards to creativity, children is creative by nature. they are inquisitive. they are curious little people. they learn and develop these things. but only with guidance will they know how to channel their creativity. creativity is a plus when you know how to use them. when you know how to benefit from them. creativity is something that you can be proud off.
a child pick up things fast. if you show them that when they cry they get what they wanted, the only lesson they learn is that they have to cry to get what they want. instead, why don’t you teach them to ask for what they wanted. save your ears from the deafening cry as well as teaching them the right way to communicate. communication is important as we all know.
oh well, the child stops screaming now and is hitting her younger sister’s head with an empty mineral water bottle. now the younger baby starts crying. "kreatifnyaaaaaaaa laaa" runs in my head with a basket full of sarcasm in it… =P
dan bila kau harus pergi jauh dan tak kembali
ku akan merelakanmu bila kau bahagia
selamanya di sana walau tanpaku
ku akan mengerti cinta dengan semua yang terjadi
pastikan saja langkahmu tetap bererti
bisakah aku tanpamu sanggupkah aku tanpamu
chorus:
sehangat pelukan hujan
saat kau lambaikan tangan
tenang wajahmu berbisik
inilah waktu yang tepat untuk berpisah
selembut belaian badai
saat kau palingkan arah
jejak langkahmu terbaca
inilah waktu yang tepat untuk berpisah
**
ku akan pahami cinta dengan apa yang terjadi
pastikan saja mimpimu tetap berarti
aku tak pernah mengharap kau tuk kembali
saat kau temukan duniamu
aku tak pernah menunggu kau tuk kembali
saat bahagia makhotamu bila kedamaian
selimuti jangan kau kembali
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by: sheila on 7
the temptation to write just itch me off… so many things to write about… so many of which i don’t want to forget… the things that i thirst for when i’m not at home… the wisdom of words, the guidance and security, the life itself from another angle…
there’s so much out there in life that i felt lost living so far away… all there is to do is mainly study (yeah, i know… obviously that’s why we’re there for anyway and don’t worry about reminding me that sacrifices are a must…)… but apart from the mundane needs of eat and sleep, the only thing to learn are probably how to budget money, bits and blobs about society and getting along as a group… with nobody wiser than another… not that i belittled any of those major issues, by all means, i am no expert… but sometimes i just feel lost…
coming home, there are so many issues awaiting… things to ponder about economy (believe it or not it’ll not be long before we are going to be affected by it…), the malay dilemma, politics, educations, health and so much more… all that are very important to make you aware where you actually stands… you still sees those in rural areas living inadequately… you still sees those unaware of the challenges they have to face these days… you can see them loitering and staring at the waterfall of klcc wondering what to do next or simply with blank expressions… and these are actually my people living in my country, looking forward to be a developed country one day… i admit it is a lot to take in and many take the easy way out - not to get involved… but honestly, how can we improve and empower ourselves when we take little notice of things around us?
i’ve started the elective at one of the local hospital and i am glad i have chosen to do it in my own country… so much so of being trained in a well-developed country, you don’t know the situation in your own ‘developing’ country… i was quite prepared to see the worst, from the info given prior to the elective but teaching-wise i can’t say that there are so much difference so far… certainly a lot of improvement are needed in providing service and care for patients but as it stands now, resources are still very limited…
even so, deep inside i envy the students here… they have all the support needed… you can giggle your way through ward rounds once in a while… you don’t feel different although there are chinese, indians and malays working together… cause you are simply part of them, malaysian… you blend in… you feel belonged… i am greatful to have a chance to experience something different but honestly, some things are not as wonderful as it seems… and for the sake of not terminating other’s imaginations and hope about studying overseas, you just learn to keep that bits to yourself…
life is not just about living as many hope to live healthily. it’s a vicious cycle. once you’re healthy, you feel better, you have more energy and you look forward to life. once you are not healthy, you feel down, you don’t feel like doing anything and living seems not a priority. simple.
one of the expected things when going back home is to be bombarded by medical questions - mainly on the topic of being healthy. even when one is not at home, the questions are not aliens but having been away for a year - one still find that the questions are definitely more than usual. the prospect of becoming the future doc in near future certainly give the cue to ask for advice. alhamdulillah the skull managed to keep some valuable information. and deep inside the heart begins to accept the fact that health and life are inseparable and being in medicine means that it cannot be totally separated from being who you are at home.
yes, life is too short. the body eventually wear out. maybe to the extend one cannot control. and that may be the hardest fact that one have to accept in life. take care.
today as i strode down town, the song is stuck in my head… the weather suited the mood of the songs and humming along the way, i just cannot resist it… reminded me of banting - sweet nostalgia i guess… and it also gave some good vibes around… plus feeling a bit sentimental, realising that it’ll not be long now… time certainly passed quickly and it will do ever more… funnily enough - the song appears again just at the right moment… a great song with a great voice and a great grand expression… anyway, enjoy!!
well i just heard the news today
it seems my life is going to change
i closed my eyes, begin to pray
then tears of joy stream down my face
with arms wide open
under the sunlight
welcome to this place
i’ll show you everything
with arms wide open…
with arms wide open…
well i don’t know if i’m ready
to be the man i have to be
i’ll take a breath, i’ll take her by my side
we stand in awe, we’ve created life
with arms wide open
under the sunlight
welcome to this place
i’ll show you everything
with arms wide open
now everything has changed
i’ll show you love
i’ll show you eveything… oh yeahhh
[Guitar Break]
if i had just one wish, only one demand
i hope he’s not like me, i hope he understands
that he can take this life and hold it by the hand
and he can greet the world with arms wide open…
with arms wide open
under the sunlight
welcome to this place
i’ll show you everything
with arms wide open
now everything has changed
i’ll show you love
i’ll show you everything
with arms wide open…
with arms wide open…
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by: creed (human clay album)
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and this is actually my 100th-entry in this blog… (",)
