15 March, 2015

The top loader than made its last spin

Panasonic 6.2 kg bought at Carrefour 2009. Evicted in 2015. Thank you for your service. You have served well.

The jalopy

1999 reg 850 ez perodua kancil.
First auto transmission with a tough engine and busted AC.

Pinging once

This is a trial ping.

24 July, 2012

32 years...

That's the age at the time of writing. George calls it the 3 series. After 32 years, my weight is 92 kg.
The plan for years is to get my weight down to 70 kg, which was achievable back in 2007.

My original desired weight was 62.5 kg in September 2000. After 12 years,  the increase is almost 50%! OMG!!

16 July, 2012

The sad and long goodbye -the lost piece 2

There is a line from a movie describing about heaven and hell. Not the most superior rated movie I ever seen, but some lines did tick the old grey matter of mine that needs stimulating. Could it be true that both of them are right here, right now and the only thing that matter is how we choose to live with it?
So it could simply be the deduction that we not need to travel back and forth in time to see how illustrative our past was or to look in the staring globes in hope to catch a sight of the future will become? Can it be that there is no past to explore? And could it be there is no future to predict?
Speaking of which, just recently I had to stay behind to do an on-call. A new admission, an old 96 year old, a bit deaf and a bit blind yet has this nasty volume and aggressive way with her mouth. A demented old lady, reminds me of Stan’s Grandpa in South Park a little, could not stop talking and scowling every minute of the hour. For the first hour, I felt sorry for the old lady. Then sorry began to turn to irritation, and then it shifted to anger and frustration. I lost my temper and feel into the trap by giving into temptation to argue with this senile old hag.
After a few hours later, having to witness and to bare with the heart breaking, nerve wrecking and arrogant peoples, one could not picture that they were once a part of a functioning institution. They had families, partners, grown up children, once perhaps played a significant role in the society, and yet, they are segregated from society. Who wants to live with a person who is aggressive and abusive with words? Yet alone be very arrogant and ignorant of other people’s feelings? And things just got better, that they were once the caring parents you knew, being an inspiration and the source of life wisdom, then gradually transforming to a fragmented individual, often can’t really remember anything but still able not to forget to hurt other people’s feelings by hurling criticizing comments and accusations.
When I returned home, I realised that one day, one of my uncles or aunt, or perhaps my mum would be next in line. How could I face the day when my own mother would not recognise me anymore? Just the thought of it makes me ever so sad yet alone to confront the sad and long goodbye.

Vote for your rights and Malaysia PRU-13.

This is going to be the first time I'll be voting since coming back for Leicester.

When is the General Election? It's where the ruling party feels they can win the support of the majority to enable the current Government to rule for another term.

So, if you like the current government, VOTE! If you want to change it, VOTE!

If you don't vote while you can, well... hm.... don't complain if the government in power is not your liking.

And if you feel that the SPR and the whole voting system is corrupted, well...hmm... that's your right to have an opinion.

11 July, 2012

Telly - the lost piece 1

The Telly Box; physically is just a large light bulb. The filaments are heated up and produce a ray of electrons and it bombards the coating behind the screen. As the creator of this magnificent piece of ingenuity combines radio and video signals, what we see on the other side of this big fat bulb is a piece of work, one that is finely tuned and orchestrated by the complexity of electronic circuitry, ironically, is what we always wanted; an escapism from our reality; living pictures that have sounds, music and irritating noises. Some can be beamed ‘live’, some are ‘on demand’ and some are just plain routine broadcasting, desperately trying to push up for ratings.

Some may use Telly as a source of information, to replay their video recordings, to use it for their game consoles, and perhaps a type of therapy, or even to display any of their precious ornaments, pictures of pride and joy or even just to show off how fantastic their home entertainment system that they manage to conjure.

With the sudden bloom of reality TV programmes, the stupid Telly Box is now not only the one that is entertaining, but getting us to see our own reflection. The Big Brother show may be a reflection of society, Mencari Cinta may reflect on how choosy women and their families are ( and to show how men can put up an honest mask over their egoistic face )….of those Talent shows, like Some Country Idol,or some What-is-it Academy is a sad reflection on how easy it is to gain fame and to make the big telecommunication fat cat become more rich and filthy.

Guns don’t kill people. People do. Telly don’t make you a couch potato. Those programmes that people create do. Cars don’t kill elderly pedestrians. People do. There is no such thing as “What is wrong with the world we live?” …but “What is wrong with these people?”

The next time you watch Telly, just remember that you’re staring at a massive light bulb that speaks, and it may sound ridiculous, but the Telly is the “Mirror, mirror on the wall, are you watching me at all?” Enjoy reflecting on your self. Perhaps reflection is what we people need after all.