Friday, November 27, 2009

Ever since the death of my grandparents, death and its paraphernalia has become an uber sensitive issue. The slightest hint on notions of death in conversations, television or the radio will yield an atmosphere of awkwardness- brought about by everyone's raging war with their emotions.

It used to be when a tragic scene of death and goodbye is on screen, some will be immersed in emotions while others, including myself, will satirically smile at those who are tearing. Giggles and laughter will follow with 'Its just a movie/drama' kind of remarks.

But now everybody finds it hard to curve a coy smile when a death scene is on. Facial expressions contort while we grit our teeths with deep breaths and a positive psychological monologue. Because we know that all it takes is just one of us to cry and there will be a chain reaction of tears.

In the midst of such situation where it is utmost depressing- the silence, stillness and unease obscuring the fierce battle between emotions. Everyone is at war, but no one declares a battle.

At times I wonder if, during a death scene we watched, our minds are really into the story. It is perfectly natural to draw parallels between the screen and our lives. But what is pertinent is the poignance of death piercing into our hearts, minds and souls.

Everyone will lose someone at some point. But when that someone is so integral in your life, only then you feel the unrelenting bitterness and grieve.

I've felt loss. And everything has been spiralling downwards ever since.

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Thursday, November 26, 2009

Salam Eid-ul-Adha and Happy Holidays,
Zulqarnain Mohamad(:

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Wednesday, November 25, 2009

This Is An Angry Post

With adrenaline pumping through my veins, I sprinted towards the nearest outhouse in sight. However, when I got in, the raving rumble in my abdomen subsided instantly.

Because some men just can't aim for nuts.

What the hell do they want so that they'll do it right?

A marksmanship badge perhaps?

Damn.

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Friday, November 20, 2009

On the way back home walking, I overheard a conversation between a lady and a girl who I presume to be either her daughter or sister. The exchange went:

Lady: Later we buy the (something) ok?
Girl: Taknak ah. I don't want.
Lady: Fuck You. Just now you said you want right?

The girl was only in preschool(!).

Everybody spits profanities at times. But we don't curse in front of our elders and children. Imagine getting cursed at by your own family members when you are only 5 or 6 ish.

Damn. Whatever happened to discretion and decorum.
How are they going to grow up right?

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Monday, November 16, 2009

This I Miss

My mother would wake my sister and me up every saturday morning without fail. Eating kaya toast while drinking warm soya bean milk, we'll watch this.



Good times man.Good times.

:)



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Friday, November 13, 2009

For The Soul That Lives On

Happy 70th Birthday
How's things so far?
"Death stops life, but not relationship"- Morrie Schwarts
:)

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Monday, November 9, 2009

I was wondering what to do on the eve of my birthday. So I decided to do what I haven't did for a long time- played around with Windows Movie Maker. Since its near my late grandfather's birthday, I got the photos from my cousins and decided to make a montage of our clan.

This is my 20th Birthday Gift to the Haron Clan:


:)

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Saturday, November 7, 2009

What Was History

Despite my birthday coming, I'm in no mood to celebrate.We always celebrated our birthdays together, since his is 4 days after mine. But not this year.

Those pent up emotions got to me during the congregational prayer yesterday. I teared throughout the jenazah prayers for the deceased which I didn't even know who. I fought hard to choke back my tears. But when the Imam started the prayer, it was too overwhelming that I just lost it.

Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream.

:'(

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Thursday, November 5, 2009



HAHA.

Got this email from my cousin. It totally cracked me up.

Note the "Rasa Ayam Babi/Bali".
And its only 50% halal. WTF?
What about the other 50%?
Kecoh dok.


Monday, November 2, 2009

"If it clouds up in the city, the weather man complains,
But where I come from, rain is a good thing."- Luke Bryan


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