Audible knocks.

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Hello. Anyone there?

I opened the door,

And saw my mother smiling.

It's no wonder she stood quiet,

Because a knock tells me that,

I'm not alone.

A day in life would be better if we understood the values it gives..

Don't many of us suffer a common disease of laziness? We just pout, shout and complain for the joy of receiving attentiveness from those who are actually willing.

Genius is only one percent inspiration. Where is the other 99? It all comes down to perspiration. The great inventor, Thomas Edison, who invents things that are needed in this world, believes that all his great creations do not come by luck, but by work.

I have tried to walk the talk but often, situations impede me from committing to do so. So people will call us a quitter, a sensitive loser and tell you "Hey, what happened to all your big talks? You're no different from any other lazy bums no matter how hard your try to skew off."

They could tell you too, that great moments come from great opportunities, or if there's a will there's a way. It's gives someone the optimistic feeling that all things are possible no matter how bad system can be. Change can happen if we act to topple it or reconstruct it.

Somehow, my opinions don't necessarily matter to my superiors. They would come to me, saying that are heavily burdened with tons of work when in truth they don't. I'm not enough of a blind fool to believe that laughing and smiling while doing practically nothing all morning, depict stress and feeling of wanting to scream in distress.

I want to give some examples. I want to say out their names. I want to let people know. I want a change. I want the best for everybody. I want to believe that situations can be done with higher efficiency. I want to work under those who actually know and have a strategic mind on their duty.

Not hiding behind a brick wall and scribbling their names on the walls while cursing. Not living knowing that the future generations will suffer the same fate. Not knowing that things can be done better and yet it is done in a much worse condition. Not dealing with superiors who are seemingly asinine in their actions and throwing all the darts to you.

But I can't. It is those moments where it's either you tell a white lie or you just keep your mouth shut cause the truth will only cause to be in bigger calamities and we are effortless against all the adversities.

I have failed to live up to my dreams for the change cause I'm only a mere dust on the shirt of hobo. Insignificant among the insignificance. My ideas are only to be shared to those who are willing to hear. To those who care and believe in me.

Unfortunately for them too, they have no power to do so.

So, what I realise now is that there are two kinds of pouters. One who understands and are passionate about what they pout, and one who pouts only for the sake of social recognition among their peers.

They can be differentiated by what they say. By how they really feel. By their effort.

But when all is in vain, they give up and drown in disappointment. Such as myself.

We live our lives for the purpose of achieving our goals as soon as we have one we cling to. Along the way comes challenges and trials that not many could go through. It's not solely because that their weak or afraid. Sometimes it could because the challenge is too strong that it seems impossible that we gradually grow tired and when all energy is sapped, we give up.

Pleasures of life are everywhere. All around is us. If we can't make it through, take a step back and enjoy life the way it should be :

Do what we can in the most simplest of way.

That way, we may not easily grow tired.

Which team FTW?

Sorry for those expecting something out from this blog which had been stagnant water for weeks now. Frugality in Warren Buffet's philosophy had probably rooted into my mind, expelling all ingenuity and ideas to write and gossip on today's current matter.

What had been troubling me is that sharing ideas and thoughts must come with plentiful and major time-consuming research. I intend to write bout the World Cup fever, especially after the match whereby DPR Korea was literally drowned into a vast sea of spectators cheering wildly, spilling cups of beer and horning the ever annoying vuvuzelas for their opposing team. Portugal thrashed them into oblivion with the seventh goal. It was an endless barrage of balls fleeting pass through the innocent goalie who could do nothing to stop the ball but to stare at it rolling at the back of the net . A friend of my simply concluded that it was because their morale was pounded flat on the ground. Could this be so? Were they really that beat down to earth after playing fairly well in the first half? What happened?

Kim Jong must have called during half time.

What about France? The runner-ups of the last worldcup. Dropped out in the group stages? Unfortunately, my limited time into researching this matter cost me the flair to write about my opinion on this. All I can this, the World Cup so far, has not caught my utter excitement with the big names lying under the carpet of the less famed countries.

Nevertheless, Argentina and Brazil have been playing well, with Messi having yet to score in this World Cup and Maicon's stunning goal in their opening group match against Kim Jong's men. Maradona, the proud owner of "The Hand Of God" and scorer of "The Goal Of The Century", seems to be doing a hell of a good job coaching the Argentinian football team. Could it be because of his eager, arrogant, confident, rough and stern look depicted on his face? A legend. An icon. The greatest footballer coaching a dominant team. Something spectacular is just waiting to happen.

So, who are you rooting for this World Cup? Or you one those who cheers along with the crowd to join in the fever? if you are, pick a team or two, cause that's when the fever begins.

Anyway, why the hell is SUKMA ongoing during the World Cup? I'm having trouble choosing which is of higher imperative.

Try as I might..

All ripped and twisted the fabric of fate that I spread on this land I once sowed before our time was born.

Majestically, the sky tore open and came down a shining trident the hands of many seek to possess. But with all their might too, they were only adequately able to just lay their sight upon it's glorious radiance and listen to the roaring clashes it made when it stroke the mighty sword of the emperor.

I dream, and sought to believe that nothing in life comes without payment. For every actions comes with a price. As mentioned by Newton's Thrird Law of motion, every action must have its reaction.

And for now, all I could do is do what I believe what's right and I shall not let anyone stir this faith of mine. And believe for all my demenours, there will be a price for it -be it good or evil deeds-.

Watch out! The road's a playground this time around!

Hurry! Pack your bags, not forgetting your toothbrush and shavers for your legs, and leave your house! Holidays had just got its kick start!

The highways were jam packed with all sorts of vehicles driven by all sorts of people in all sorts of direction to all sorts of destinations. It’s like Bill Gates is throwing out his life savings money to us Sarawakians and everyone is on lookout for its dropout whereabouts. No matter how life threatening it will be.

The climax of any racing competition, be it the Moto GP, Formula One, Nascar or ‘Mat Rempit’ is often the crash involved, or at least any ‘near-miss’ accidents.

I was driving along the highway to Kuching last Friday, which fortunately falls on a public holiday and my eyes observed many occurences where it seemed to be the advent of a major catastrophe. Cars chasing each other as if they were cop chase scenes, where only the criminals are pursued by enraged road users. Like me.

Men are driven by an inexplicably crazy ego where it makes them the king of the road. It would be alright if there was only one person sitting on the throne, but when everyone starts to wear the crown, we all can expect hell to break lose.

Especially when it's the festive season, such as the upcoming Gawai Dayak festival, whereby everyone is taking this early holiday the chance to go back to their ‘kampung’ sooner than the festival. We all are oppurtunists when it comes to holiday. The earlier we depart, the longer will the holiday lasts.

No one likes long lines. Queing up in banks, lining up behind the cashier or at the back of a long traffic. All are susceptible to people cutting lines, infuriating everyone except the felon.

Human desire seeks danger. Risks. For the thrill of it. Fundamentally speaking, there is no wrong overtaking in road, but when it gives a sudden large infusion of adrenaline rush, something is bound to happen, good or bad. Super cars just managed to overtake and miss the oncoming traffic just in the nick of time, cars following inches behind at 100 km/h , motorcyclist accelerating in the middle of the road to slice in between both sides of traffic, all this are exciting to watch, if it’s a circus show.

Drivers are good, but they are not safe. Road accidents do not only happen to those who do not abide by the rules, but those who believes too much in special effects that allow cars to sustain heavy damage or posess the technologies of a batmobile.

It is the holiday, but that’s not the golden ticket for us to rush off to our hometowns, not caring for the safety of other road users. Festivals and holidays bring people together to celebrate with joy and laughter, not spending some lousy afternoon mourning over the fact that you should have not overtook that motorcyclist with a basket of paddies on his back.

Drive safe. It is for the good of your family and loved ones. Don’t let the rice wine ruin your future. Drink only the day before you drive and have a good night rest before you depart back to your self-implied hectic life.

Happy holidays everyone.

Teacher's Day.

In conjunction with SMK Kidurong's Teacher's Day celebration, I have prepared the following text :

Teachers mould the lives of the pupils that they influence. Lessons learned from teachers will perpetually remain with their students throughout their life. They are the ones who lay down the foundation on which we students stand upon. Here, today at this very moment, teachers are the sole reason we are who we are today. For everything comes from nothing as we are nothing without teachers. Therefore, we must honour and respect our teachers.

Teaching, the most noble of all profession has been given the highest priority and respect as they are the only group of faculties that are given a special date to honour their virtous sacrifices.

But why is this date so important? So special? That we are invited here today to celebrate this celebration together? It is as though all teachers gathered here, are born on the same day that they have to share the same birthday. Is it not an insult to other job holders?

However, teachers hold a much greater responsibility in shaping the nation. For without them, who would our forfathers be? Who would our parents be? And what would our lives be should no one educate us on the basis of life? How would we live our lives if everyone is not educated? There would be no doctors, no atheletes, no carpenters, no engineers and to each and everyone of you, your parents would be nothing.

Teaching could be a disheartening job as they are forced to willingly make themselves progressively unnecessary as the sudents traversed along the journey of life. However, what would be more piercing to a teacher’s heart is when the student fail to adhere to the teacher’s hope and determination to help the student to achieve thier ultimate goals in life. Do you want to hurt your teachers? Do you want to fail knowing that you can actually achieve your teachers expectation? Certainly not.

As I have mentioned earlier, we are nothing without our teachers. And for every sacrifices, hope and faith that are given or rather shared to us by our loving teachers, it is only right for us to show our full gratification. It’s true that the sacrifices made by our teachers can never be compared as what they have done effects not only us,but future generations as well.

So, we as students, it is not enough saying “terima kasih cikgu” everyday after classes end. We are forced to that out of formality. It’s not out of generosity.

The best way for us to say thank you is by replying to our teacher’s commitment. It is not merely by the words, but by how we respond through our actions. We should listen and obey them, and learn not only what knowledge they have to offer, but what wisdom they intend to give us. For teachers’ main duty is to educate us to become someone who will make them and the nation proud.

Therefore, as a representative of all the students of SMK Kidurong, I would like to take this priceless oppurtunity to extend our full gratitude to all the teachers and to wish all a Happy Teacher’s Day. May this celebration be a memorable one. Thank you.

Knowledge is indeed a painful weapon.

We are constantly searching for knowledge. Looking for greater wisdom. Prestigious intellect that will grant us power to influence, decide and act accordingly without having second thoughts.

But how far can we gain knowledge? Isn't there a certain limit to everything we do? How much can we input into ourselves before it starts to hurt?

Surely, everything we do if exceeding the limit of our capabilities, will start afflicting in one way or another.

We must always prepare ourselves to accept new knowledge, wisdom, understanding, opinions and ideas because they can come in any form and we are powerless to defend against it.

Sometimes, the new things we know can hurt us deeply.

Curiosity drives us wild. We desire to know everything we can grab hold on. At times, the more we know, the more it hurts. The more we know, the more burden we have to bear because people will look up to you and often expect something intellectual from you. And if you can't deliver, it hurts both you and the other party.

Curiosity kills the cat and it can kill us too. Boy hangs self because he found out his girlfriend is having another affair, friendship is shaky because we found a dark secret about him or her, knowing what is unhealthy leaves us more conscious and less free to do things. Knowledge is power, but it impedes from us from doing so many things. At what cause?

Embrace and prepare ourselves everyday. We can't predict what new things will we find out. At times, there are good news, and sometimes they are bad.

Nevertheless, know what is right and wrong for it will leave us to a better and more interesting life. Don't let it afflict our minds, body and soul but turn the bad tide the other way round.

Have a nice day.