The Other Side

Perception | Way Life is Viewed.

Assalamualaikum w.b.t.

I can't help but to comment on how we deal with any gargantuan issues in this country.
Since today is second of October in 2014,
urge to recall my last post on first January by calling 2014 as "The Darkest Year" or "Zaman Kegelapan" for us to live.
Previous rant was about increment in daily basic needs like flour, fuel, electricity or whatever extra money we need to spend to survive.
Fiuu!
We survived till October mates...
*a Hooray!*

Then,
here came news of government revoking 20 cents of oil subsidies for RON95 and Diesel.
You may view this horrendous revoke as, "Meh, they revoke the subsidies only!"
or
join a wagon of mine with tad bit of rage sounded, "Crap! Now fuel's prices will increase 20 cents!"
though,
last fuel's price spike I do hear such response like, "Man, it is just 20 cents. No big deal. Here my 20 bucks and 20 cents for my fuel."
Oh Lord!
Last comment was a sarcastic joke or he was just plain stupid.
*forgive me, my language*
And,
craps do happen.

To tone down this enraged entry,
let's correlate Sex Education in America with our leaders point of view.
God, I hope this doesn't sound seditious at any cost, just trying to put some sense into current nonliteral massacre.
Many of us may have seen in movies with Sex Education class promoting abstinence instead of teaching those lads how to practice safe sex.
Ehem!
Nope, not gonna talk bout sex, but-t.
If one use an analogy for theory above,
under same principle; if you want to practice safe sex, go abstinence.
If you want to avoid motor vehicle accident, you shouldn't drive, use public transport.
If you do not want to get hurt, don't play with knife.
In this country, if you want to keep your money intact and avoid burdensome increase cost of living, you should stop using or buying those items.
Hello!
*knock knock*
*echoes*
Guess what, I just knock some people's brains and it shows presence of resonance.
p/s: not my fault if you don't get this joke.

Yes, sure. 
Less subsidies for people of the country means more money left for governance, err, for government.
Sure, those money are for governance indeed... *rolled eyes*
Unfortunately I do not and cannot trust how those people spend people's money (paid taxes).
Their decision to revoke only RON95 and Diesel's subsidies still baffle this less skeptic mind.
Why don't we play a fair game, revoke 20 cents too for RON97 fuel? Why?
Was it because RON95 and Diesel have a bigger consumer, and you could save tons of fund?
vice versa goes for RON97.
We know what kind of people use such fuel, not from middle class people and certainly not those barely to live human.
Besides, a few weeks ago, a statistic came out claiming our country average family income was RM5900?
The heck was that? Atrocious accusation or they (the claimer) just had proven we have distinct gap of living classes.
So, I blame capitalism.
Who cares whatever blame I chose.

To make things clear,
must end this entry before more repugnant snide comment written.

Whoever you chose to blame,
maybe one should blame oneself first.
What did you do till it leads to this?
What did you contribute to make this country a better place to live in?
What are you willing to sacrifice for future generation?

Inhumaneness.

Is.
Us.
Swallow it!

Heh, siapa nak Ayat balik ???

How to Train Your Dragon | Fiery Patience


Assalamualaikum w.b.t.

Fikir nak cerita pasal kerja jadi cikgu tadika atau berangan nak jadi suri rumah.
Berangan suri rumah sebab satu, ada bond dengan JPA, *kecuali suami baik hati nak tolong bayar balik biasiswa ke JPA sebab langgar kontrak*.
Berangan keduanya, macam tak ada gaya je jadi suri rumah sebab tak berapa gemar aktiviti rutin.
Alasan ketiga, suri rumah adalah satu angan kerana entah bila nikahnya. 
*kahkah*

Oh, sebenarnya terfikir nak jadi suri rumah sebab kesian tengok budak 1-4 tahun di taska,
berkumpul kat pintu gril taska tunggu mak ayah ambil.
Kesian.
Sebijik gaya banduan versi anak-anak kecil.
Kalau mak ayah ambil lambat, lagilah kesian.
Ya, saya tahu alasan yang mereka berikan kenapa mengambil anak dari taska sebegitu lewat kadang sangat kurang logik.
Simpulnya, 
buat masa ini.
Impian suri rumah kita KIV sebab hari tu sembang 'To make fortune together'.
*sengih*

Maka, 
kita cerita pengalaman jadi cikgu tadika selama sebulan.
Nak tulis pengalaman kerja di CV sebagai cikgu tadika pun jadi segan sebab sebulan je, tapi peduli apa.
Seronok jadi cikgu tadika?
Seronok kalau mereka nak belajar, rasa nak menangis dan putus asa bila mereka buat perangai *mengikut kamus hidup sendiri* kurang ajar.

Haa, 
nak jadi suri rumah tadi sebab tadika boleh jadi satu pengaruh buruk kepada budak-budak berkonsepkan perangai ikut-ikutan.
Seorang budak jelir lidah, hampir satu kelas esok lusa dan seterusnya akan jelir lidah.
Seorang duk tertonggeng atas meja, dua tiga orang dan seterusnya terguling meniarap atas meja, tertonggeng atas lantai dan kerusi.
Kalau yang ada anak saudara umur baya 3-4-5-6 tahun dua tiga orang dah rasa pening nak jaga,
bayangkan ada 15 orang budak-budak 'misbehave' dalam kelas setiap tahun.
Iya, rasa nak menangis.
Rasa je lah. Hilang macho kalau menangis, mustahil menangis sebab tu.

Terusnya, 
jadi cikgu tadika penat gila-gila-dan-gila.
T..T
Terusnya lagi, jadi cikgu tadika kat situ tak penat sangat kalau sekadar mengajar,
tapi rasa masa berlalu terlalu lambat sebab segala kerja kat bahu.
Dari menyapu, mengemop, cuci tandas, lap pinggan, asah pensel (manual), bagi makan, mandikan budak dan lain-lain.
Dear Lord, I may sound petty but you could try a day working there just to see how well one could tolerate.
Routine starts from 7.00 a.m. till 5.30 p.m. with an hour rest at noon.
Did I just bad mouthing my soon to be ex-workplace?

Jujurnya, 
saya takkan cadangkan tempat itu untuk orang yang sedang mencari kerja.
A thousand time no.
One funny thing, 
how well one could maintain their two-faced personality.
Oh, I have a lady as a big boss, you may call it lady boss.
Two-faced?
That is because she talks bad about others behind their back, and sweet talks in front of them.
Kantoi sebab pekerja lama kat situ yang bagitahu.
Dan kantoi lagi bila dengar cara dia bercerita tentang 'those parents' dengan pekerja dan betapa manisnya muka bila berdepan.

Urgh, now I felt bad after writing this.
If I were to say my experience there is a bit hellish, it won't be 100% because that job kind of teach me how to tolerate with such kind of people.
And it will be less hellish if salary she gave us worth each employees' labor.

Jaga Diri, Jaga Iman, Jaga Hati,
:: Salam Satu Aqidah! ::

p/s: stress boleh merendahkan tahap imunisasi badan dan dalam masa sebulan dah dua kali sakit. Never felt that bad. Never got MC for 3 days. Welcome to my future ex-hectic-life.

Heh, siapa nak Ayat balik ???

To Grow Old Together

Assalamualaikum w.b.t...

Dengan perasaan 'obliged to post at least an entry per month', 
here I am.

To grow old together or to grow up together?
To reach maturity together?
Hat mencapai kematangan macam susah je, sebab parameter matang tak objektif,
pembolehubah pula manusia,
buat sakit hati je pakai misi "Menuju Kematangan Bersama".
Tak logik pun ada jugak,
dah macam slogan hari kemerdekaan...

Oh,
tadi terfikir pasal ni tengah kunyah semangkuk bertih jagung sambil tukar siaran antara RunningMan dan The Return of Superman.
Kahkah.
Tak pernah sehayat ni menghadap 'Korean Variety Shows" sampai habis,
oh!
'lost in the middle of story again'
Malam tadi episod nenek dan atuk Sarang bawa pergi berenang, lepas tu depa ada sesi foto sekeluarga.
Cemburu.
Sebabnya sebelum abah pergi kemain ler orang bising cakap nak ambil foto keluarga tapi tak sempat, gitulah.
Takdir namanya.

Akibatnya,
to grow old together sounds fun.
Tapi, hal ajal ni tak boleh ramal beb.
Maka,
misi paling realistik:
To make fortune together?
Hahah!
Jangan ler tuduh mata duitan...
Ingat rezki dalam bentuk harta benda je ker?
Anak yang soleh rezki jugak, err,
dapat zuriat pun dah sejenis rezki.
Hidup yang aman pun rezki.
Lagi lah hidup yang mudah.
Namun apalah seorang Muslim kalau tidak diuji apa lagi jika setelah mengaku beriman.
Ehem!

Haa,
kisahnya?
Misi paling realistik adalah:
To make fortune together. 
Muahaha.
Motif gelak?
Nak kurangkan ke-serius-an hal rezki tadi.

Oh, lupa lagi.
Kadang kita akan pandang hidup orang lain,
Ya Tuhan ya Robbi senangnya...
Hakikatnya bukan kita tahu,
how many hell rides he has taken,
how many miles has he walked in those shoes, err, figuratively.
How much tears he has shed.
Spice up a bit,
sebab air mata secara literal adalah benar.
Agak-agaklah nak pakai ayat anak jantan tak (boleh) menangis.
Kang datang puak #yizlumik persoalkan,
"Apa kau tidak pernah menangis kerana dosa-dosa kau?"

Well, burn, baby burn!



Sebelum merepek lebih panjang,
hikmah cerita lompat sana sini.
Do your best to get his bless. 
;)

Jaga Diri, Jaga Iman, Jaga Matlamat

:: Salam Satu Aqidah! ::

p/s: dah lupa nak tulis apa tadi sebab sibuk cari imej. -..-

Heh, siapa nak Ayat balik ???

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