A thought from a person named 'Fadhli'...n sumting for us to ponder upon...
Slm..
The reaction of Muslims all around the world regarding the caricatures of our beloved prophet Muhammad s.a.w. shows just how much we all love him. Are we angry? Of course we are, but what has Rasulullah s.a.w. taught us? Did he teach us to retaliate whenever we are threatened? No, he didn't.
He taught us to be patient, to be loving, to be forgiving. One is considered to be strong not because one is an expert in martial arts or because one is very aggressive, but one's strength depends on one's patience. If you're a maths student, you can say that strength is proportional to patience.
If we join violent demonstrations to oppose these caricatures, what is the message that we are spreading? Although people will see that we do love our prophet Muhammad, they'll also think that Islam is not a peaceful religion. Remember fellow Muslims, we're all ambassadors of Islam, so whatever we do, people will think that is the Islamic way.
I'm not saying that we shouldn't do demonstrations, but just do it peacefully. Prove that we love prophet Muhammad s.a.w. by showing love to others, not by spreading hatred towards other people, especially the Danish. Don't go burning Danish flags or rioting in front of Danish embassies. I mean, how would you feel if non-muslims burn our mosques every time some "very clever" Muslims bomb a certain place using 'jihad' as their reason?
About the "Boycott Danish products" that's happening in certain places. Why should we boycott their products? Not all Danish companies support the caricatures. Just imagine what will happen if one of these companies experience a massive loss. Many people will lose their jobs. What if these people really need their jobs to raise their children? What if they need it just to keep ends meet? Is this what we want? Is this what our prophet s.a.w. taught us?
If we stoop down to their level, we're just as bad as them. Now I don't think that's Islam... do you? So just ponder about it brothers and sisters. Think about it. And if anything that I've written is incorrect, please do correct me. After all, we're all humans and we make mistakes, but what makes a good Muslim is not only how much right he/she has done, but also how many mistakes that he/she has corrected.
Wassalam...
faDhLi
Monday, February 20, 2006
Marah Kerana Cinta Bukan Kerana Benci... Does it Matter???
Dear readers,
It might be true in certain aspects but cudnt be applied to all circumtances.. I reserve my comments later..(I definitely will, I hope). To all my lecturemates, shud u dun understand wats written in ere (which I bet u dun) I'll explain later if u want to.. with a cup of cappucino at cafe nero.. (hahaha)
Enjoy reading...
Regards
Zack Idris
p/s.. da reason why i cant give my imprompt comments is becuz i've got series of seminars n presentation ahead..~Gee~ and I'm telling u.. Its killin'
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Saya masih ingat sikap `unik' (aneh) sesetengah orang-orang tua kampung dulu-dulu. Ruang di bawah rumah mereka selalunya diperuntukkan untuk meletakkan barang usang yang `kurang' atau tidak perlu. Selalunya botol-botol, tin-tin atau papan-papan buruk. Entah kenapa semua itu tidak dibuang. Hanya di letakkan begitu sahaja. Diguna tidak, dibuang pun tidak. Peliknya, apabila barang-barang `antik' itu hendak diambil oleh orang lain, cepat-cepat pula mereka melarangnya. Tak boleh – nak guna, sayang, dan macam-macam alasan.
Itulah sebuah analogi yang terlintas di fikiran bila saya ditanya tentang kemarahan umat Islam terhadap penyiaran karikatur menghina nabi Muhammad s.a.w oleh akhbar-akhbar Eropah khususnya Denmark.
"Encik tidak marah?" tanya seorang siswa sehabis sahaja majlis diskusi tentang topik berkenaan.
"Marah," akui saya perlahan.
"Tak cukup begitu sahaja. Esok kita berarak, bakar bendera Denmark!"
Saya senyum.
"Kita ada cara yang lebih baik. Ada senjata yang lebih hebat. Doa," balas saya.
"Kita kena tunjuk kemarahan kepada mereka yang menghina Rasul."
"Menunjukkan kecintaan kepada Rasul lebih utama."
"Marah itulah tanda kecintaan kita…"
"Betul. Tetapi membuktikan kecintaan dengan mengamalkan sunnahnya jauh lebih utama."
"Encik takut?" Saya renung matanya.
"Mengamalkan sunnah Rasul memerlukan lebih keberanian… Tentangannya lebih hebat. Bahkan daripada orang Islam sendiri," tusuk saya perlahan.
"Kita bakar bendera mereka!"
"Kita `bakar' cara hidup mereka. Itu lebih relevan."
Giliran dia pula yang diam. Mungkin siswa yang `terbakar' ini mula mengunyah maksud kiasan saya.
Lalu saya ceritakan analogi awal tadi. Alhamdulillah, dia mendengar teliti.
"Kita dengan sunnah, seperti orang tua-tua dahulu dengan barang-barang usang di bawah rumah. Nak digunakan tidak, nak dijunjung jauh sekali, tetapi bila ada orang lain nak mengambilnya, barulah heboh konon nak digunakan."
"Bagaimana kita hendak tunjukkan perasaan marah?"
"Demontrasi depan manusia. Depan Allah, kita berdoa. Kita muhasabah, sejauh mana kecintaan kita kepada Rasul-Nya. Mungkin provokasi Barat membawa pengajaran tersirat."
"Pengajaran tersirat?"
"Ya, tersirat dari Allah… agar kita menilai semula benar-benarkah kita mencintai sunnah Rasul-Nya selama ini."
"Kemarahan ummah inilah buktinya," ujarnya bersemangat.
"Kemarahan cuma bermusim. Hanya luapan sentimen berkala. Namun kegigihan, kebijaksanaan, perancangan dan ketabahan jangka panjang amat perlu."
"Maksud encik?"
Jelas dia terpancing dengan kilasan dan kiasan kata-kata.
"Jangka panjang, sudahkah kita mendidik generasi muda mencintai Rasul dan keluarganya? Saya risau generasi muda yang mabuk hedonisme kini tidak akan punya kemarahan yang sama seperti yang saudara alami."
"Saya ada kawan-kawan sebaya yang hidupnya lintang pukang, tapi masih marah bila Rasulullullah dipersendakan. Mereka akan turut berarak esok!"
"Hidup lintang-pukang? Macam mana tu?" tanya saya minta kepastian.
"Rock habis. Sembahyang tidak. Bergaul bebas biasalah… tapi cinta mereka terhadap Rasul tak luntur."
"Ajak mereka sembahyang dulu. Tak berarak pun tak apa. Cinta dulu, marah kemudian. Bila ada cinta, pasti ada marah bila kecintaan dicela. Tapi kalau marah saja, belum tentu ada cinta… "
Dia diam lagi. Kali ini diamnya lebih panjang.
"Agaknya orang tua tu marah tak kalau kita ambil barang-barang berharga di atas rumah?" tanyanya tiba-tiba.
"Orang tua mana?" tanya saya semula. Hairan.
"Orang tua dalam analogi encik tadi itulah!"
"Soalan tu kurang umph," gurau saya.
"Habis soalan apa yang umph?"
"Agaknya orang berani tak hendak minta barang di atas rumah? Berbanding barang usang di bawah rumah?" balas saya.
Termenung lagi dia. Seronok rasanya `membimbing' siswa ini berfikir. Terimbau luapan semangat saya sewaktu di kampus dulu. Beginilah pola berfikir saya. .
Tiba-tiba dia bersuara, "tentu tak berani, kerana barang di atas rumah tentu lebih berharga."
"Begitulah sunnah, jika dihayati, diamalkan dan diperjuangkan. Ia nampak sangat berharga di tangan pencintanya. Musuh tak kan berani mengusiknya, apalagi nak menghinanya…"
"Encik ni, tak sangka ke situ pula kiasannya."
"Kita orang Islam mesti menghormati diri sendiri terlebih dahulu, barulah orang lain akan menghargai kita. Justeru, jika kita marahkan musuh yang mengecam Rasul, marahkanlah juga diri kita yang tidak benar-benar mencintainya!"
"Dan… bukti cinta amalkan sunnah Rasul. Itulah cara paling berkesan mempamerkan `kemarahan' kepada musuh-musuh yang menghinanya."
Alhamdulillah, saya yakin, kini marahnya kerana cinta bukan kerana benci. Dominasi cintakan Rasul bukan emosi bencikan musuhnya!
By Pahrol Mohamad Juoi @ www.fitrahperkasa.net
It might be true in certain aspects but cudnt be applied to all circumtances.. I reserve my comments later..(I definitely will, I hope). To all my lecturemates, shud u dun understand wats written in ere (which I bet u dun) I'll explain later if u want to.. with a cup of cappucino at cafe nero.. (hahaha)
Enjoy reading...
Regards
Zack Idris
p/s.. da reason why i cant give my imprompt comments is becuz i've got series of seminars n presentation ahead..~Gee~ and I'm telling u.. Its killin'
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Saya masih ingat sikap `unik' (aneh) sesetengah orang-orang tua kampung dulu-dulu. Ruang di bawah rumah mereka selalunya diperuntukkan untuk meletakkan barang usang yang `kurang' atau tidak perlu. Selalunya botol-botol, tin-tin atau papan-papan buruk. Entah kenapa semua itu tidak dibuang. Hanya di letakkan begitu sahaja. Diguna tidak, dibuang pun tidak. Peliknya, apabila barang-barang `antik' itu hendak diambil oleh orang lain, cepat-cepat pula mereka melarangnya. Tak boleh – nak guna, sayang, dan macam-macam alasan.
Itulah sebuah analogi yang terlintas di fikiran bila saya ditanya tentang kemarahan umat Islam terhadap penyiaran karikatur menghina nabi Muhammad s.a.w oleh akhbar-akhbar Eropah khususnya Denmark.
"Encik tidak marah?" tanya seorang siswa sehabis sahaja majlis diskusi tentang topik berkenaan.
"Marah," akui saya perlahan.
"Tak cukup begitu sahaja. Esok kita berarak, bakar bendera Denmark!"
Saya senyum.
"Kita ada cara yang lebih baik. Ada senjata yang lebih hebat. Doa," balas saya.
"Kita kena tunjuk kemarahan kepada mereka yang menghina Rasul."
"Menunjukkan kecintaan kepada Rasul lebih utama."
"Marah itulah tanda kecintaan kita…"
"Betul. Tetapi membuktikan kecintaan dengan mengamalkan sunnahnya jauh lebih utama."
"Encik takut?" Saya renung matanya.
"Mengamalkan sunnah Rasul memerlukan lebih keberanian… Tentangannya lebih hebat. Bahkan daripada orang Islam sendiri," tusuk saya perlahan.
"Kita bakar bendera mereka!"
"Kita `bakar' cara hidup mereka. Itu lebih relevan."
Giliran dia pula yang diam. Mungkin siswa yang `terbakar' ini mula mengunyah maksud kiasan saya.
Lalu saya ceritakan analogi awal tadi. Alhamdulillah, dia mendengar teliti.
"Kita dengan sunnah, seperti orang tua-tua dahulu dengan barang-barang usang di bawah rumah. Nak digunakan tidak, nak dijunjung jauh sekali, tetapi bila ada orang lain nak mengambilnya, barulah heboh konon nak digunakan."
"Bagaimana kita hendak tunjukkan perasaan marah?"
"Demontrasi depan manusia. Depan Allah, kita berdoa. Kita muhasabah, sejauh mana kecintaan kita kepada Rasul-Nya. Mungkin provokasi Barat membawa pengajaran tersirat."
"Pengajaran tersirat?"
"Ya, tersirat dari Allah… agar kita menilai semula benar-benarkah kita mencintai sunnah Rasul-Nya selama ini."
"Kemarahan ummah inilah buktinya," ujarnya bersemangat.
"Kemarahan cuma bermusim. Hanya luapan sentimen berkala. Namun kegigihan, kebijaksanaan, perancangan dan ketabahan jangka panjang amat perlu."
"Maksud encik?"
Jelas dia terpancing dengan kilasan dan kiasan kata-kata.
"Jangka panjang, sudahkah kita mendidik generasi muda mencintai Rasul dan keluarganya? Saya risau generasi muda yang mabuk hedonisme kini tidak akan punya kemarahan yang sama seperti yang saudara alami."
"Saya ada kawan-kawan sebaya yang hidupnya lintang pukang, tapi masih marah bila Rasulullullah dipersendakan. Mereka akan turut berarak esok!"
"Hidup lintang-pukang? Macam mana tu?" tanya saya minta kepastian.
"Rock habis. Sembahyang tidak. Bergaul bebas biasalah… tapi cinta mereka terhadap Rasul tak luntur."
"Ajak mereka sembahyang dulu. Tak berarak pun tak apa. Cinta dulu, marah kemudian. Bila ada cinta, pasti ada marah bila kecintaan dicela. Tapi kalau marah saja, belum tentu ada cinta… "
Dia diam lagi. Kali ini diamnya lebih panjang.
"Agaknya orang tua tu marah tak kalau kita ambil barang-barang berharga di atas rumah?" tanyanya tiba-tiba.
"Orang tua mana?" tanya saya semula. Hairan.
"Orang tua dalam analogi encik tadi itulah!"
"Soalan tu kurang umph," gurau saya.
"Habis soalan apa yang umph?"
"Agaknya orang berani tak hendak minta barang di atas rumah? Berbanding barang usang di bawah rumah?" balas saya.
Termenung lagi dia. Seronok rasanya `membimbing' siswa ini berfikir. Terimbau luapan semangat saya sewaktu di kampus dulu. Beginilah pola berfikir saya. .
Tiba-tiba dia bersuara, "tentu tak berani, kerana barang di atas rumah tentu lebih berharga."
"Begitulah sunnah, jika dihayati, diamalkan dan diperjuangkan. Ia nampak sangat berharga di tangan pencintanya. Musuh tak kan berani mengusiknya, apalagi nak menghinanya…"
"Encik ni, tak sangka ke situ pula kiasannya."
"Kita orang Islam mesti menghormati diri sendiri terlebih dahulu, barulah orang lain akan menghargai kita. Justeru, jika kita marahkan musuh yang mengecam Rasul, marahkanlah juga diri kita yang tidak benar-benar mencintainya!"
"Dan… bukti cinta amalkan sunnah Rasul. Itulah cara paling berkesan mempamerkan `kemarahan' kepada musuh-musuh yang menghinanya."
Alhamdulillah, saya yakin, kini marahnya kerana cinta bukan kerana benci. Dominasi cintakan Rasul bukan emosi bencikan musuhnya!
By Pahrol Mohamad Juoi @ www.fitrahperkasa.net
Thursday, February 16, 2006
How I Wish ...(a monologue to meself)
Its 0200 hours in da morning ...
Have u ever faced da worst moment in life? In which U feel lost in ur way and find no road turning back? Or where, everything planned doesn't turn out as u wish? or even when u've been cheated, left mercilessly by someone u adore? or when u keep on dragging ur mind hopin' moracles to exist and change ur life ..but in the end, u'll stay da same?!
Deep inside my heart, I only have a dream. A dream for my whole entire life. Sadly, dreams are always dreams.. remain as dreams and forever be dream ...
Sometimes (or most of the time) I do question my destiny. Why I shud lead a horrible-melancholic-terifying life? Da world's being prejudiced to me. Why it all happened not the way I've always wanted? Why does it have to be hard for me to pursue my own dreams? If such dreams are impossible to achieve, why do they bug my mind all da time? Why I've been thinking about it from da start? Why??!! Kenapa??!! Mengapa??!! Qiu??!! LiMaza??!! ...
And when U feel da world has turned uts back on u or u cant be wat u want to, U simply lose the will to live..
How I wish someone takes a sniper and shoot me !! AARRGGHHHHHHHHHHHH
When I walked back home today, I saw a flock of sparrrows (looks like sparrows.. ya know Zack Idris is not familiar with such-english-birdies ere), I wish I cud be likke them. Flying here n dere, seeking foods n water everywhere, flying during da day, resting during da nite..With no complicated life and perplexing feelings,, (I wonder if dere's a gay-bird or lesbian-swan... LOL) Life to them is all about feeding urself and to live comfortably
and the best part is, when u die, dats da end of everything.. no resurrection, no judgment of actions (or wud dere be bird's heaven in da hereafter?)
How I wish I cud be like them.
I've made uncountable attempts to find strengths but they are all gone~disappeared~vanished. and I'm ere weakening and debilitating. Good Heavens, I was suicidal back then. But some little faith I've got remaining refrained me from doing anything exacerbating.
My days now are filled with an emptiness in the soul. I've done loads of stuffs, met buddies ere and dere but still, da hollow space in my heart n mind is sumting I feel..
*I smiled but its full of bitterness*
*I cried but dere's no tears*
*I laughed but its only fakes*
*I studied but nothing goes into me mind*
*I ate yet I dun feel full*
*I drank but the thirst is still dere*
How meaningless my life is ...................................
I wish I cud have da power to say "I had enough!!" and "Enough means enough!!". I want to run away..eschewing from da real life of mine..far away from the fuckin hectic third-largest-city-in-the-uk Manchester. Bringing nothing but only my free soul and mind.
Where to? (Ila aina??)
To an ostracised destination where there is a blissful peace..where the grass is carpetted in soft green, the high blue sky with birds (no more sparrows, please!! hehe) flying up high, a brinking river on my side where fishes swim endlessly, fresh delicious air to breath on ............a splendid relaxing ambience every single moment.
* No more studies, no more fuckin journals and articles, no sickening law books...plus... no more cookings on Fridays....*huhu
And all I want is just being A-L-O-N-E ..... and "untouched" (whoaaaaaaaaa)
pausing dere~Jap!!!!
but I think it wud be better if someone cud join me along..
My solace ... My ilia (n I shall be waiting for u till u appear in ma life)
and as for dat, I'll be keeping our "fantasy garden" in my mind, sealed tightly and locked firmly till da day comes..
God, Zack is already completely bizarrely, eccentrically, ludicrously, peculiarly, freakishly, grtesquely, idiotically, weirdly, insanely out-of-his-reasonable-mind now (wat else, U name it)
and now, I feel slightly better..
I raise my hands thanking God wat He bestows on me. Yet, I've got voices to speak, hands to write n feet to walk n a country to live in.
Plus...
Dis Friday, I'll be having a date aka pertemuan social wif sumbody.. (^_^). n I got 2 b perfect n superb (remember da C & C formulae, guys??!) n of chos, I cant let dis person feel dat I dun enjoy going out together.. (u know who u are)
Now...
this troubles me much... wat shud i put on dat evening? My housemates cud already aware dat I cud be finicky when it comes to dressing and setting my hair up... (ahakzzzz) tul tak Lan?
Hope tomorrow will be a blooming day for me.. a brand niu day 4 Zack Idris. After all, Shuji Okishima told me dat "no matter wat kind of life one has, one has da strength to be happy in one's BEAUTIFUL LIFE".. (arigato shuji-san)
See?????!! Zack Idris has been successfully "tarbiyyah"-ed by Japanese Movies these days and da worst thing is dat, he'll be consistently "istiqamah" in da path of viewing more films of dis kind.. huhu
-Wot da Heck-
Have u ever faced da worst moment in life? In which U feel lost in ur way and find no road turning back? Or where, everything planned doesn't turn out as u wish? or even when u've been cheated, left mercilessly by someone u adore? or when u keep on dragging ur mind hopin' moracles to exist and change ur life ..but in the end, u'll stay da same?!
Deep inside my heart, I only have a dream. A dream for my whole entire life. Sadly, dreams are always dreams.. remain as dreams and forever be dream ...
Sometimes (or most of the time) I do question my destiny. Why I shud lead a horrible-melancholic-terifying life? Da world's being prejudiced to me. Why it all happened not the way I've always wanted? Why does it have to be hard for me to pursue my own dreams? If such dreams are impossible to achieve, why do they bug my mind all da time? Why I've been thinking about it from da start? Why??!! Kenapa??!! Mengapa??!! Qiu??!! LiMaza??!! ...
And when U feel da world has turned uts back on u or u cant be wat u want to, U simply lose the will to live..
How I wish someone takes a sniper and shoot me !! AARRGGHHHHHHHHHHHH
When I walked back home today, I saw a flock of sparrrows (looks like sparrows.. ya know Zack Idris is not familiar with such-english-birdies ere), I wish I cud be likke them. Flying here n dere, seeking foods n water everywhere, flying during da day, resting during da nite..With no complicated life and perplexing feelings,, (I wonder if dere's a gay-bird or lesbian-swan... LOL) Life to them is all about feeding urself and to live comfortably
and the best part is, when u die, dats da end of everything.. no resurrection, no judgment of actions (or wud dere be bird's heaven in da hereafter?)
How I wish I cud be like them.
I've made uncountable attempts to find strengths but they are all gone~disappeared~vanished. and I'm ere weakening and debilitating. Good Heavens, I was suicidal back then. But some little faith I've got remaining refrained me from doing anything exacerbating.
My days now are filled with an emptiness in the soul. I've done loads of stuffs, met buddies ere and dere but still, da hollow space in my heart n mind is sumting I feel..
*I smiled but its full of bitterness*
*I cried but dere's no tears*
*I laughed but its only fakes*
*I studied but nothing goes into me mind*
*I ate yet I dun feel full*
*I drank but the thirst is still dere*
How meaningless my life is ...................................
I wish I cud have da power to say "I had enough!!" and "Enough means enough!!". I want to run away..eschewing from da real life of mine..far away from the fuckin hectic third-largest-city-in-the-uk Manchester. Bringing nothing but only my free soul and mind.
Where to? (Ila aina??)
To an ostracised destination where there is a blissful peace..where the grass is carpetted in soft green, the high blue sky with birds (no more sparrows, please!! hehe) flying up high, a brinking river on my side where fishes swim endlessly, fresh delicious air to breath on ............a splendid relaxing ambience every single moment.
* No more studies, no more fuckin journals and articles, no sickening law books...plus... no more cookings on Fridays....*huhu
And all I want is just being A-L-O-N-E ..... and "untouched" (whoaaaaaaaaa)
pausing dere~Jap!!!!
but I think it wud be better if someone cud join me along..
My solace ... My ilia (n I shall be waiting for u till u appear in ma life)
and as for dat, I'll be keeping our "fantasy garden" in my mind, sealed tightly and locked firmly till da day comes..
God, Zack is already completely bizarrely, eccentrically, ludicrously, peculiarly, freakishly, grtesquely, idiotically, weirdly, insanely out-of-his-reasonable-mind now (wat else, U name it)
and now, I feel slightly better..
I raise my hands thanking God wat He bestows on me. Yet, I've got voices to speak, hands to write n feet to walk n a country to live in.
Plus...
Dis Friday, I'll be having a date aka pertemuan social wif sumbody.. (^_^). n I got 2 b perfect n superb (remember da C & C formulae, guys??!) n of chos, I cant let dis person feel dat I dun enjoy going out together.. (u know who u are)
Now...
this troubles me much... wat shud i put on dat evening? My housemates cud already aware dat I cud be finicky when it comes to dressing and setting my hair up... (ahakzzzz) tul tak Lan?
Hope tomorrow will be a blooming day for me.. a brand niu day 4 Zack Idris. After all, Shuji Okishima told me dat "no matter wat kind of life one has, one has da strength to be happy in one's BEAUTIFUL LIFE".. (arigato shuji-san)
See?????!! Zack Idris has been successfully "tarbiyyah"-ed by Japanese Movies these days and da worst thing is dat, he'll be consistently "istiqamah" in da path of viewing more films of dis kind.. huhu
-Wot da Heck-
PICS CAPTION ----> mY lOnELy JoUrNeYs of LifE, mY eMptIneSs SouL n mY HolLow paRt
oF My HeArT ...
(xde keje mode) sigh
Thursday, February 09, 2006
IN MEMORIAM: JACK TWIST LE HERO
IN LOVING MEMORY JACK TWIST
To the late Jack Twist, I truly admire ur scarcely kind hearted character. May I dedicate dis song to u, as an honour from me accompanying on ur final journey ...
Your true love shall be remembered fondly..
Love,
Zack Idris
To the late Jack Twist, I truly admire ur scarcely kind hearted character. May I dedicate dis song to u, as an honour from me accompanying on ur final journey ...
Your true love shall be remembered fondly..
Love,
Zack Idris
IF I LET YOU GO
day after day
time pass away
and I just can't get you off my mind
nobody knows I hide it inside
I keep on searching but i can't find
the courage to show to letting you know
I've never felt so much love before
and once again I'm thinkin' about
takin' the easy way out
but if I let you go
I will never know what my life would be
holding you close to me
will I ever see you smiling back at me
oh yeah
how will I know
if I let you go
night after night
I hear myself say
why can't this feeling just fade away
there's no one like you
you speak to my heart
it's such a shame we're worlds apart
I'm to too shy to ask
I'm to too proud to lose
but sooner or later I've gotta choose
and once again I'm thinkin' about
taking the easy way out
but if I let you go
I will never know what my life would be
holding you close to me
will I ever see you
smiling back at me oh yeah
how will I know
if I let you go if I let you go, oh baby oooh
once again I'm thinkin' about
takin' the easy way out
but if I let you go I will never know
what my life would be
holding you close to me (close to me)
will I ever see you
smiling back at me oh yeah
how will I know
if I let you go
but if I let you go I will never know (oh baby)
will I ever see you smiling back at me oh yeah
How will I know (how will i know) if I let you go
Brokeback Mountain: Thumbs up!!
My Human Rights paper wasn't a disaster as I thought earlier. Wasn't as catastrophic as my company law paper. Thus, in celebrating the war-over-moment, me and Jeff (ma junior) decided to view da movie for the following times. (Jeff has seen twice ... me? once jek)
To those who claimed Brokeback Mountain was a gay moie, I will present some counter-arguments to prove the moovie is not what u think of. Well, in the end, u might agree with me and change ur view but it will still be OKAY shud u retain ur belief.
In my humble point of view (cittt,, ayat membodek nih!!) , Brokeback is a movie of friendships, a movie full of sacrifices, a movie of hidden truth that is forced to be unveilled and a movie of love that can't be exressed. Its the Revelation of Suffering Love in an Icon of Strength.
It embarks at a place called "Brokeback Mountain". Two guys who have never met, live and works together .. dealing with the S-H-E-E-P-S ~squeamish mode~ . They have been assigned to look after the mammals and these mammals amount up to hundreds, if not thousands .. huhuhu... but the beauty shows when all of them make their way to the peak and u can imagine seeing tiny cutie white ants moving on ur walls, back at home. The friendship is peppered with understanding and knowing each other emotionally.
Jack, I think, is a model of an idealistic friendship. He relieves Ennis from pain after he was been struck down by a bear-attack which results in severe wounds on his face. (it occurs when Jack is on his way back after getting food supplies from the town). Seeing Ennis returns with severe wounds on his face, Jack's hunger of food decreases, his feeling of sympathy increases.. whoaaaaaa dats so sweet .. even me housemated dont look pity when i'm returning home exhaustedly.. ~sigh~
And Brokeback isn't the only scene. Its a starting point of an undying everlasting friendship. Their hearts are torn when they are living apart. Think how it feels when u leave someone u adore and u care... its hurting, in it? With some musical backgrounds for added effects, the movie brings the floor to a deep sad mode. I even heard someone was sobbing behind me. huhu. You wud be surprised because Ennis marries Mihelle Williams and is blessed with two lovely daughters. They live happily since then. Jack leads his own life too. He chances upon Anne Hethaway at a bull-fighting-tournameny and ends up marrying her few months later.
Having both of them settle down doesn't mean that they live happily ever after. The memory of Brokeback Mountain is still fresh and alive in their hearts and minds. Let it be known dat the memory brings Jack to Texas for the purpose of meeting his old buddy, Ennis. Upon seeing Jack, Ennis smiles excitedly. ANDDDDDDDDDDDDD it doesn't stop there. They kiss (french kiss doh!!!) at the garage which can be clearly seen from the windows where Michelle is feeding her daughter b4 off to work. And (braper banyak and daaaaaaaaa ..) I personally think it is bloody stupid, out-of-their-minds action, not because two males are kissing, but the fact that they do it PUBLICLY !!! (kot ye pung, cover arr sket!!)
And u cud probably assume wat happens next .......
Michelle accidentally sees the twosome in a heated romance on her wau to work. (kan dah terkantol). She is in a mind-boggling state, her eyes are starring protrudingly, her heart beats faster and whispers that she sees absolutely nothing!! She is in a complete shock !! I think a woman can hardly accept her beloved hubby is having an affir with another lady, but realising one's own husband kissing passionately with a guy is something damn impossible to think of.. ~damn~ (no man, no cry !! ahakz)
But then, Brokeback isnt merely about a gay movie, It's about a sacrifice of a woman upon seei
ng her husband's betrayal over an unusual relationship. My heart cries when Michelle sobs, hugs her daughter and eyeing her husband walking away with the chap. Their marriage starts getting stormy after a few years of sailing through the sea of happiness. The clouds darkens, foreboding a huge disastrous tornado to their marriage relationship. In the end, the couple applies for divorce and Ennis resumes single.
I think Ennis is a kinda like egoistic with his "play-safe" attitude (no offence to his fans, of course !!!) towards Jack as he hardly confesses his true feelings to Jack. Even then, he attempts to escape from the fact that he's in love with Jack behind his impostors agenda (sort of being pretentious, hypocrite if u like). On the other hand, I submit, its unfair to put the blame on his shoulders alone. Inwardly, he is haunted with the image of an appaling massacre of a cowboy being impaled mercilessly and the body left unattended in a secret valley (when he was 7). When reminiscing the past, perhaps, he is afraid about loosing the future. Jack however, portrays a mellow character. He's very concerned and dares to inscribe his love to Ennis. He's very ilk in his character, I wud say. If one ever gets a soulmate like him, I'm sure he(she) will fall in love for eternity.
Lastly, Brokeback is a dormant love - a hidden truth - a 'secret lie' play. Ang lee has flawlessly blends up all these essences thouroughly and produce a totally ravishing melancholic ending. Jack dies due to an accident and it leaves Ennis unbearably hurt and full of regrets for not expressing his true feelings. As a result, he devots his remaining life by cherishing the non-decaying living memories with Jack ... yup, till da end of time.
Now ladies and gentlemen, here goes the most interesting bites - moral of the story.. huhu
Rule No 1
True love is one in a million. Hard to find, harder to maintain, but once u got it, never ever let it go ..
Rule No 2
Love can be deciphered from anyone to anyone regardless of sex,race, coulour, bla bla bla bla ( n da list goes on). What's important is how you love somebody in a correct and appropriate way.
Rule No 3
Between Love and Friendship, I wud go for friendship...cuz its unconditional, barrier-free and more sincere. But lay mates (normal friends) might not neccessary be
Rule No 4
Love someone dat loves u. Dun seek love from someone who doesn' t love or value you. It will pretty much waste your time. plus..... ur $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
Rule No 5
Love is pure and true, comes from the heart and goes back to the heart. But sometimes, we tend to make it grossly due to our uncontrollable desires and feelings. Hence, let it be known dat LOVE ISN'T @ FAULT !!
Rule No 6
First love is unforgettable (hey, does it come from the story?? I doubt dat..hehe) Neither it fades nor rust in our minds. We cud fall in love a dozen times, if not hundred .. but the first love stays in ur mind
Wat eva it is, may endeavoured in vain joyfully to express profoundest joy. Here at last, in the tragic, I see it expressed.
MY SUGGESTION TO ANG LEE SIFU (da honourable director)
-Shud u make the film more touching, it is not impossible for u to see me crying in the cinema. This has been well-made in most of Korean and Japanese dramas. Also, in Kasi Kunci Kasi Gam (an Indian movie) which I have to admit my eyes were brimming with tears shamelessly .. huhu
-Try to add more melancholic scenes towards da end.. plus .. more musical backgrounds,, Goshh I must admit the guitar trills and arpeggios are rendered so artistically that leaves the floor spellbound !!!
Lastly, Brokeback brings +'ve as well as -'ve effects on me
pros----> it releases my examination fever so much
cons---> I've spent £6.50 ~£3.25 each~ (RM?? count it urself) for dis damn movie...huhu
Zack's world record ---> It's da first movie which I've seen twice in the cineplexes in my whole entire life. huhu. and will look for da dvd later (^_^)
ROGER n OUT
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
AJA AJA FIGHTING is A-L-I-V-E-D
Dear All,
My blog is updated now... wif some niu icons and features, it's one of da world-must-see blogs amongst bloggers. I've to admit, tho, it isnt my expert and effort in total, BUT, with the "ala cadebra" touch by my weblog sifu "brickraptor" which I cant reveal his real name *sigh* (its exclusively becuz of his request that I've to respect.)
In order to honour ur help, I advertise ur blog (for free) acknowledging ur unimaginably vast of assistance. I'm truly appreciate ur 3-hour-private-consultation which was rendered fruitfully n I received countless feedbacks, admitting ur indubitably skills and competence. Hence, I strongly recommending da rest to browse thru his blog (which indeed undoubtedly more advanced than mine) hehe
Its da http://www.aethelfrith.com
Shud u need any personal consultation and assistance, the person can be reached at
pertanyaan@aethelfrith.com
PIC CAPTION ----->> According to http://www.zaidhakim.blogsome.com, his eye's glances indicates his extreme talents in blogging and anything to do with ethernet..huhu (^_^)
To Mr Brickraptor, I value ur kindness help. Its a nice and warm "big-hand" which I'll remember 4 eva. May ur IT proficiency skills developing and be the strength for the ummah. Amen.
From the admin department,
AJA AJA FIGHTING !!!
8 february 2006
My blog is updated now... wif some niu icons and features, it's one of da world-must-see blogs amongst bloggers. I've to admit, tho, it isnt my expert and effort in total, BUT, with the "ala cadebra" touch by my weblog sifu "brickraptor" which I cant reveal his real name *sigh* (its exclusively becuz of his request that I've to respect.)
In order to honour ur help, I advertise ur blog (for free) acknowledging ur unimaginably vast of assistance. I'm truly appreciate ur 3-hour-private-consultation which was rendered fruitfully n I received countless feedbacks, admitting ur indubitably skills and competence. Hence, I strongly recommending da rest to browse thru his blog (which indeed undoubtedly more advanced than mine) hehe
Its da http://www.aethelfrith.com
Shud u need any personal consultation and assistance, the person can be reached at
pertanyaan@aethelfrith.com
Sorry, no extra promotion is allowed by the person. (Article 8 of the European Convention of Human Rights stipulates that "everyone has the right to respect for his private and family life, his home and his correspondence") *when lawyer speaks* huhuhu
PIC CAPTION ----->> According to http://www.zaidhakim.blogsome.com, his eye's glances indicates his extreme talents in blogging and anything to do with ethernet..huhu (^_^)
To Mr Brickraptor, I value ur kindness help. Its a nice and warm "big-hand" which I'll remember 4 eva. May ur IT proficiency skills developing and be the strength for the ummah. Amen.
From the admin department,
AJA AJA FIGHTING !!!
8 february 2006
Monday, February 06, 2006
NEW SEMESTER, NEW RESOLUTIONS ??!!
Semester two (aka my final sem) has just begun. 1 week passed off and 9 more weeks to go. Seriously I cant hardly imagine how izzit gonna be when I'll be declared free from my uni (graduation day) but I guess life is all uncertained and u juz have to sail thru dis sea of uncertainty peddling ur dreams and aims everywhere till u reach the end.
Just had my first Public International Law Lecture dis afternoon...worth mentioning - 3 hours non stop !! My bored feelings goes to the max - insurmountably..(penat doh!!) as my schedule for this semester goes a bit crazy (it SUCKS!!).. 3 hour non-stop lectures on Mondays and not even one in Tuesday (even a tutorial). Awful, huh?!! (astoundedly unbelievable mode) haha
For dis semester, I aim to....... (jeng jeng jeng)
1) Study hard, play hard
2) Meet my personal tutor more oftenly
3) If ur parents ask u about ur money, it means they wanna send u more.. hehe .. (^_^)
4) More elegant - its da C&C principle {CHARMING n CONFIDENCE}
5) Never, ever trust peeps other than u (cuz once u are hurt, its hard to heal)
6) To Bae Yong June and Takuya Kimura, welcome back to my top-five list of most rugged chap
celebs
7) To my lovey-dovey Siti Nurhaliza, U r still my best Malaysian Idol (huhu)
8) Value every single moments of ur remaining time
9) will continue my guitar lessons soon.. (Cheers, S-A-P-I-K)
10) Never, ever assume if ur lecture mates go clubbing, they dun prepare for tutorials
11) to get rid of my "mancunian" accent (kunun nyerr, terrer speaking laaa.. blah arr wanzue!!)
~giggling~
12) No more CarBoot sales PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEE !!!! I had enough !! Even my two
wardrobes now are already over-loaded.. (n i really mean it,huhu)
Just had my first Public International Law Lecture dis afternoon...worth mentioning - 3 hours non stop !! My bored feelings goes to the max - insurmountably..(penat doh!!) as my schedule for this semester goes a bit crazy (it SUCKS!!).. 3 hour non-stop lectures on Mondays and not even one in Tuesday (even a tutorial). Awful, huh?!! (astoundedly unbelievable mode) haha
For dis semester, I aim to....... (jeng jeng jeng)
1) Study hard, play hard
2) Meet my personal tutor more oftenly
3) If ur parents ask u about ur money, it means they wanna send u more.. hehe .. (^_^)
4) More elegant - its da C&C principle {CHARMING n CONFIDENCE}
5) Never, ever trust peeps other than u (cuz once u are hurt, its hard to heal)
6) To Bae Yong June and Takuya Kimura, welcome back to my top-five list of most rugged chap
celebs
7) To my lovey-dovey Siti Nurhaliza, U r still my best Malaysian Idol (huhu)
8) Value every single moments of ur remaining time
9) will continue my guitar lessons soon.. (Cheers, S-A-P-I-K)
10) Never, ever assume if ur lecture mates go clubbing, they dun prepare for tutorials
11) to get rid of my "mancunian" accent (kunun nyerr, terrer speaking laaa.. blah arr wanzue!!)
~giggling~
12) No more CarBoot sales PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEE !!!! I had enough !! Even my two
wardrobes now are already over-loaded.. (n i really mean it,huhu)
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