So You Think You Can Dance?

What constitutes a good day?It’s when you wake up,turn around and find Mia’s listless hair falling over your shoulders,and then remembering the hot passionate night you had experienced without the air conditioner on.Unbelievable I know.Just in that realm of wishful thinking.Well,in all honesty,waking up itself constitutes a good day.What more can you ask for?

Anyway,by all means,I did have a great day.(I cannot believe I’m listening in to Didicazli now)What I mean by a great day is one that had me go over to International Plaza to register myself as a Director,for a fledgling company,IPILLARS Pte Ltd.It’s gonna be my baby project.Having lunch at Lau Pa Sat with my pal,Laithe was just pleasant.Had cockles fried rice.I admired the way a four dollars plate had so much rice on it.In a time of high prices,it was welcoming that some stalls are not shortchanging.Lunch and conversations with Laithe was just nice.I mean,we discussed about finances a lot.He had a lot to share.This is a bloke who is on the verge of declaring himself bankrupt yet had the disposition and positivity of someone cheerful.For a 30 year old,I admired his resilience.He was quick to admit that mistakes in credit management had led him to escalating financial mismanagement.He admits and is on his way to work himself out of the rut slowly.That itself,I felt was just a good thing.Being newly minted as a husband some more.I know he has a load on his shoulders,but to be able to smile through it all was just something insightful.I agreed with him,on his perceptions on wealth.Or rather the pursue of being rich.There are some of us,who will never be contented,with things.The way he entertainingly put it,with the context of how the Chinese have a culture of burning paper money for their deceased.I laughed because,on hindsight,even in death,money was still perhaps not enough for some people.he cited how his previous Malay manager,whilst driving,asked him,when they say a Mercedes passing by,”Laith,you don’t have any wish to drive that is it?”Well,admittedly,everyone have those dreams.Nothing wrong with them.Just that,it’s just nature’s way,that when you have a Mercedes,you will look enviously at the Lamborghini.Heh.When will it end?But Laithe was agreeable with me on my theories about monetary values and the Malay community’s fixation with priorities.

As a side comment,just two days ago,whilst on a trip to Geylang with my family,I witnessed the mother of all mediocre superiority.A convertible…filled with 2 Minahs and 2 Mats,sped by.The surprise was not about the old convertible speeding by.But it was the antics of the M & M,that caught the attention of everyone around.They were waving their arms,screaming,”Wooohooo.”The girls were in an orgasmic rapture,trying to incite reactions.

I concluded several things.

1.In a community of mediocrity,driving an open top convertible was assumed by this jokers,as glorifying.

2.They chose to drive in the ghettos of Geylang,because these jokers knew that driving in the city area,will make them the object of ridicule,as they line the car,at the traffic junction,with Mercedess,Lamborghinis,SLKs,Beemers,Ferraris or just an RX8.

3.These jokers lacked the knowledge that whatever the case was,a car does not make a man.The man makes the car.Which in their case was worse.Mats and MInah’s do not in any way make a car more appealing.A clown on an elephant looks better.

4.The way the mInah’s were in a frenzy indicated that perhaps itchiness in their neither regions,can in fact affect one’s stability.

In fact I was silently praying,though bad of me,that a dumpster filled with rubbish will just knock the side of their old convertible,and overwhelm them with the aura of utter rubbish.If they wanted attention,that would have instantly got them one.

Well,maybe there are some who will chastise me for this review of their behaviors,citing that other races of society may be doing so.My answer is simple.Malays have a religion called Islam.And being so,such things are never condoned.Don’t even start comparing.It’s just ridiculous that I had to view such things,coming from a distinguished select group within our community.

I ended the day with an evening workout with Kai.Splendid session.A breath of healthy air.I’ve come with a resolution.With Kai providing the needed fitness input,together I will work on buffing up my physique.Get back to a healthy bill,and then I wanna sign up for a dance course.Yes,dance class.Bollywood dance in specific.Get my wife too.Get Kai.

I love Bollywood dances.

One of my secret fantasy.An orgy of Bollywood dancers,with me around.Like the one below.

OM SHANTI OM

Or…maybe something as simple as a ballroom party.Like how Hrithik Roshan will have done it…

BOLE CHUNDIYAN

…I’ll doll my wife up ala Kareena Kapoor and I’ll shake my booty along.Kai can be Shah Rukh Kai for this video.Hohohohohohohoh….

Or why not something as nostalgic for Kai as…

Aankhen Khuli

…Kiran and Karan.Awwwwww.

Or I can dance alone as Shah Rukh Jaz…

Zinda rehti hain

And if I can have only one last dance with anyone in the world,it will be…

Amrita Rao

HIPS!HIPS!HIPS!HOORAY!!!

Bollywood.Just love them.

Dance anyone?

Resolution.

1.Get Fit.

2.Sign Up For Dance Lessons.

3.Dance.

ps:Am a simple man with simple dreams.Heh

Achilles Knees

Watching Troy over on Channel 5 on a Saturday whilst the wife is lulled by Brad Pitt’s butt,has proven to be something I silently enjoyed.Well,although I do not share her fascination for Pitt’s butt,I am keenly aware also that Angelina Jolie has that privilege of squeezing it every night.Nevertheless,my butt’s worth squeezing too.

Anyway,I appreciate war epics like Troy.Though fictional,I find it engaging.I’ve always loved war stories,especially those that depict medieval and ancient plots.I find it more worthy than a bunch of soldiers,repelling down a helicopter,trying to find non weapons of mass distractions.But that’s another entry altogether.

The heroes that make a war movie are worth their salt.Achilles,Hector,Alexander,King Arthur,Maximus and Aragon are just one of the many personalities just worth being around,if they exist anyway.One thing that resonates between these men,is that thing called,LEADERSHIP.

Perhaps,it’s a forgotten but known fact that Leaders are Men.But rarely can we find,Men who are Leaders.Well,of course if you wish to term people who sit behind their desks,bellowing instructions for men to follow,as leaders,that is indeed your bet.But I prefer the experiential leadership.The kind who walks,eats and sleeps with his men.The kind who rushes to challenges first head on as an example to emulate.Very hard to find these kind of Men these days.To come to think of it,it’s hard to find a man nowadays.

I personally feel that it’s a challenge to be a Man.What more a leader.I used to have this sickening thinking,during my dating days,that girls sometimes just chose the wrong kind of man.Still recall that instance,when a colleague of mine who knew that I was in the midst of dating someone,brashly claimed also that he had the hots for her.Now,the man in me then,relented and gave in to the idea that he proposed which was,”Jaz,let’s do our fair bits.Let her choose the best man.”I had grew up believing in that notion too.The Gone With The Wind kinda philosophy.But yes,I was doing a bit of mental risk calculation when I accepted that proposal.He has a car.I don’t.Let me see…hmmm…did he have anything else?Nope.Oh maybe,his exploits on the bed in a threesome may count,but silly me,did not have those sexual exploits to counter.So there I was,man to man,with a behemoth of a jerk,in the race for the attention of a girl.

Well,of course I lost.I did not have a car to bring the booty back home on dates.I only had cab fares to justify my selflessness.Heh.So,did the Helen of Troy chose the best man?Not necessarily.He was at best,a better man,seen through the pirate patched eye of a woman.Ever since then,I’ve learned a few things in the war for hearts.

1.Objectives of war,are at best fickle and undefined.

2.It’s all right to lose battles.

3.If a war is not worth fighting,do not fight for it.

4.The glorified hero,need not necessarily win the war.

…which in my assumed case,is spot on with me.Heh.

I’ve asked my wife once,if she though that I was a weak husband?(In the earlier months of the marriage,I think.)And the thing was that I appreciated her brutal,honest and insightful answer.”There are moments,when yes,I find you to be a very weak man and husband.”It has nothing to do with any physical prowess…but,the fact remained that there were dysfunctional traits about me,which she found.I had a profound sense of  a wake up call,then and there.I was neither angry nor sad.I was just in that amplified mode of realizing something true.I have my Achilles heel.

What I appreciated about the statement was that,it came from a woman.My wife to be exact.My first deep thinking response was,”Shit!She has lost her respect for me.”Then,that Divine inspiration,flooded me which said,”Of course Jaz!How the hell do you lead a house,when you cannot even fulfill your obligatory prayers.”Hahaha.I knew it!God tend to take the gloss and shine off a Man when he fails to do that.Point taken.Secondly,I realize also that,love does not have to be equated with the compromising of principles.You know how sometimes Man just gives in for that sake of giving in?Lesson number two.Respect comes out of an unwavering and defined set of values.Not stubbornness.It’s about sticking to the right values.Women,generally appreciates that.Watching Troy,I found it in abundance with Hector’s and Achilles’s character.Honor,beliefs and respect.They grew into the various roles assigned by Life’s defaults.

Son.Husband.Father.Leader.

Unfortunately,some of us Men may be fooled into thinking that we are blessed with God given rights just because we wear those armor.Worse still,are those women who sticks by blindly,by these kinda warriors.(figurative speaking).If the women never makes it an effort to remind these foolhardy men of the need to learn,train and apply the responsibilities of the roles,what you will have is a legion of Men,so sexist and biased,you’ll wish they will just rot and die.(or die and rot for the matter)

Anyway,back to my story.That small realization then that I may have weaknesses just woke me up.So I keep a rain check on my subconscious mind nowadays to aspire to become a better Man.I feel that I shall never have to ask that question again,or have it told to me again.It was a good lesson.Even leaders were followers once.

On my theories about love,it’s fairly simple.Too bad,I cannot apply my learnings anymore.Hahaha.If I were to have learned such lessons back then,I would have gone for the women who had the uncanny ability to recognize the leadership principles I had.Not for the size of my manhood,brain or car.But that woman who would have challenged my principles in Life,not to spite me,but to test how well I stick to them.A woman who is not afraid to tell me that I can be the best man for her,only if I work at being better myself.All these Kahuunah about women choosing their men are very much arcane.A man should make himself out to be the obvious choice.Not to be the one among the choices.I made that grave mistake.I guess,if I had chosen someone back then too,it should have been the woman who made herself be the obvious choice,not among my choices.cause it takes effort and leadership to climb up that heap.

That is why sometimes,I just enjoy that walk down the boulevards of Orchard with Kai,observing.Observing for those signs of weaknesses,in guys,with a girl around his arms.Because,there is this sadistic part in me which also reminds me that what he has around him is just a won battle,not necessarily the war of hearts.All it will probably take,in his moments of conceited folly,is a slight nudge and he will have lost that war.If you get what I mean.

In a nutshell,I am perhaps also trying to insinuate that Men have greater challenges than hey thought they had.Financially,spiritually,emotionally and intellectually.I personally detest guys who lose that vibrancy about challenges once they are married.It’s not fair to cite stability as the hindrance for personal growth.These same people probably forgot how they tried to better themselves whilst dating for fear of losing out.Once they are in that safe house of a marriage,they go on that declining path of achieving a beer belly and a traveler’s presumed wisdom.The “I’ve done it all”syndrome.

Eurggggh.Pray to God,I will always be on the wayward side of self improvement.I owe the world an updated version of Hijazi every day.

Coming to think of it,I have an Achilles Heel.But,what it is,it’s not revealed to me yet.But like I mentioned,the awaiting challenges just makes me unaware of this flaw.Too engrossed in looking outside,I sometimes forget that it’s the power within me,that changes everything.(Wow.I sound like Neo from the Matrix)

What if my Achilles heel is really Mia Rose?(I know.Delusional again.My sister.My mother.My wife.All are in the anti Mia society).

Mia.Mia.Mia.

I just got back.Tired and weary,after chomping down Double Cheeseburger,I logged onto my terminal,and there she was…singing for me.

True love is about being delusional.Could my one true love actually be an 18 year old half Portugese half British?Cute…sexy…selamba bacin…and just being bonkers.

I’ll do anything for her.Mia Rose.

I’ve never been so cyber crazy over anyone before.Wahahahaha.

I think it’s that ability to sing that draws me to her.

Still not convinced?

Okay…guys,just close your eyes and imagine coming home to a nymph with sultry voice on the bed with pillows,dressed in singlets and shorts.If that does not drool you…go f**k yourself.

Get what I mean?

Find True Love and Forget About Me

It has been lingering.The eternal question.’What is true love?”Well,it’s a posed entry in a pal’s blog. My internal ramblings have been pondering about it. Not that it deserved an answer. But,it’s just that I’ve not thought about it. For a very long time.

I’ve always loved “love”.Not sure if I was even akin towards reaching near that nirvana of feeling true love.But yes,am sure that the notion or concept had crossed my kind self somewhere,somehow.There were those who had put forth the idea that “true love” had a lot to do with those facets of loyalty,commitment,unbroken promises,unconditional feelings and the occasional hope.As I scrolled down the list of attributes,I had to agree that “true love” does consist of such things.But still,it’s never quite near the defining answer I hoped anyone could have come up with.  And then it struck me as to what I am satisfied with in defining “true love”…

Craig David – Unbelievable

Always said I would know where to find love,
Always thought I’d be ready and strong enough,
But some times I just felt I could give up.
But you came and you changed my whole world now,
I’m somewhere I’ve never been before.
Now I see, what love means.

[Chorus]
It’s so unbelievable,
And I don’t want to let it go,
Something so beautiful,
Flowing down like a waterfall.
I feel like you’ve always been,
Forever a part of me.
And it’s so unbelievable to finally be in love,
Somewhere I’d never thought I’d be.

In my heart, in my head, it’s so clear now,
Hold my hand you’ve got nothing to fear now,
I was lost and you’ve rescued me some how-.
I’m alive, I’m in love you complete me,
And I’ve never been here before.
Now I see, what love means.

[Chorus]

When I think of what I have, and this chance I nearly lost,
I cant help but break down, and cry.
Oh yeah, break down and cry.

[Chorus]

Now I see, what love means

Okay,so maybe I am being simply idealistic here,but with all sense of respect, this piece of song,aptly describes the context of “true love” for me.
The whole song just describes.And I guess,”true love” is a bit like that.Not defined but felt,experienced.Something that changes you.Something that clarifies.Something that beautifies you.Something that completes you.Something that knocks your head and heart,clamoring for attention.Something beautiful you cannot let go.Over the years,the whole issue of commitment,loyalty,trust,and perhaps being unconditional has been debunked as ideals.For me at least.It’s a personal perspective.Not necessarily a true reflection.If “true love” is as definite as night and day,there will not be a gazillion love songs composed over the ages.Cause when you think about it,to some,suffering in loneliness is “true love”.Can you deny them of that right?They are as entitled to that as to those who believe that “true love” is about planning the signature creation for their wedding dais.

That is why I frankly attest to that idea that if you believe that your “true love” is still out there,the onus is on you to think about it,dream about it or pine for it.I still remember an excerpt I read,from a book written by an Islamic scholar,Ibnu Qayyim I think.It was a thick book on love from the perspectives of Islam.Well,of course the ultimate love should be for our Creator.That is justified.But commenting about human love,the author stressed in his commentary that if anyone were to have a loving longing for someone,yet is not in that privilege situation of being together,and has no ill feelings whatsoever(no sexual intentions),and dies before he can express it…he will be united with that someone in the Hereafter.I just thought that it was such a beautiful concept to live by.(Back then when I was an unnoticed idiot.Love from afar kinda dude.I know.Loser.)I seriously thought that,it was indeed “true love” of the highest degree.I mean,what else can be more true than realizing that the person you love wakes up beside someone else,right?Hehe.

But,when you wake up in the morning,you will wake up in that realm of reality.Funny as it seems,as much as you may want the best of your world,you can at any point of time,choose one.Keep on looking for “true love”.Or stick to the realistic world of settling for “one love”.And trust me…there is that mechanism in you which will always wonder if your “true love” is out there.Hahah.It’s just God’s jealous way of making sure that the ultimate true love is for Him only.There is always a higher degree of comfort and love that can be found in this world or lifetime.But in the eternal context,undeniably there is only Him.Separation occurs usually when,that contentment mechanism in you,suddenly realizes shortcomings and naturally wants to look for improvements.It’s just natural I think.That is why,I am of that firm belief that even if you are in that element of being married,self growth and improvement is vital,because it facilitates the flow of love.

Hey,deep down…as you are reading this,have you ever asked yourself,why your “true love”has to be a Mat or Minah,for that matter.Why not a Latin,Hispanic or Middle Eastern partner?No part of the religion ever restricted anyone to the boundaries of continents.Why in the billions of walking legs,does your “true love” has to come within the area of 647km2?Your primal answer will tell you if you’ve found your,”True Love”.

ps: True love is like your shadow.Keep chasing it,but it’s actually from you. Think about it. Why have you never thought about your shadow,when it’s sunny? (Why have you never thought about true love,when you are happy?)
Just a natural,primal instinctive thing.

Power Of Intent

I had a tiring day.And that is indeed something out of the norm.I surprised myself by stepping out of my comfort zone,and initiated a session of cold canvassing with a colleague of mine,Kak Dayang.I instigated a session of house door knocking.Wahaha.After years of non practice,I decided to immerse myself in the activity to spruce up my mundane business mechanisms.And boy was I worn down by the physicality of climbing down stairs and running from door to door.interestingly though,I should not have any grounds for complaints since my accompanying colleague is a lady of 50 years old.Shame on you Jaz!Nevertheless,it was a dynamic experience as I fund myself in my familiar element of face to face contacts.I love it!And the area being in Ang Mo Kio certainly brought facets of bittersweet memories.

Anyway,I had a day of pondering.My aforementioned colleague,is someone who is constantly on the lookout for the positive things and aspects of life.Recently she got herself introduced to a New Age healing seminar,held over 4 consecutive weekends.She recounted her experiences to me,and the new knowledge that she had received over the course of the workshops.I found it interestingly engaging,as she had been recounting it over the past week.The course that she had attended with no charges incurred was basically centering around the practice of Quantum Energy,Auras,Chakras and Color Therapies.The thing that interested me the most was the fact that the lady trainer apparently had managed to line it up with Islamic basis and findings.Now I have the reason to explore.

You see,I’ve always been interested in such things over the course of years.I guess in my efforts to understand myself and my potential,such things may come in handy.Some people may claim it to be the New Age Therapies or the Spirituality aspects of life.Call it whatever,but I’ve always read about it in the past and only recently,is the momentum of such ideas are increasing.I’ve been interested in auras,for a long long time as I knew of its existence.People say,that some individuals have an aura of charisma,invincibility or superiority,but yet they cannot pinpoint exactly what the whole thing means.People talk about the Laws of Attraction so fervently,yet I feel that they do not know exactly what it is in practicality.Or things such as energy,yet hey do not know why they have low energy in life.

Interestingly,I’ve finally managed to piece together a framework of understanding,through all the readings,research and experiences.(Steady ah!)I’ve come to believe one thing.That we are all just a collected bunch of vibrations.Now these manifestation of the molecular system,works only on the premise of one force/energy that is beyond comprehension.In science,we learned that our physical entity is made up of molecular structures,with nucleus,neurons and protons,moving in a fixed coordinated and prescribed movement.What holds or binds all these,is that unexplained force.So point number 1 is..

1.We are just,in essence,energy.

Now,Einstein had theorized a super conclusion when he came up with that profound Law of Relativity.Now what does it say in basic nursery terms?My basic understanding is that the Law attempts to explain that the flow of time varies from one location to another.As explained in the Quran (no prizes for being surprised),one day in the Hereafter is equivalent to 1000 years in Present time.So,when the next time,you exclaimed just how Time flies these days…reflect deeply!So point number 2…

2. Einstein made us realize the existence of Quantum Physics.

Now we all know this fact.Energies are not created or destroyed.They are transferred.In Secondary Two,we learned,about potential energy and kinetic energy.A ball placed high on a slope,possesses potential energy.We know it has that energy,but we cannot explain how it’s there.We just know that,if pushed,it will roll down,thus explaining that its potential energy has been converted into kinetic energy.Now,your gentle push,was a kinetic energy.Just before you push that finger,potential energy was stored in that finger.Since the Law of motion requires transference of a never ending cycle of potential to kinetic and so forth,what then was the preluding force making you push that ball?But before that,point number 3…

3.Energy is conserved and transferable.Not created nor destroyed.

Now,imagine this also.If a force like the one mentioned exists,it makes absolute sense for it to exist in some sort of existential vacuum or space.Whether it can be seen or not,is not necessarily justifiable,but we know it exists simply because it has to.We know that when you blow into a balloon,we are blowing air in it.Can we see the air?No!But it is manifested,as the energy (air molecules) are taking up the vacuum.So ask yourself this particular question…”What is making me blow the (energy) into the balloon?”.If your answer was,”My intention…!”you are a genius.Heh.Point number 4…

4.Intent drives energy.

What the hell are you writing about Jaz?

Well,it’s simple.You may either believe or scoff at my suggestions but I believe in one thing.We are all a part of a cosmic energy.Since our existential physical bodies are in essence,just energies,then am I not right in saying that the Earth and Universe itself is a whole network of energy,controlled and prescribed by a greater unexplained force?Still laughing your ass off?Consider this idiosyncrasy?Ever seen the movie the Matrix?Watch it and you’ll get all the drift.We are a connected part of an intricate Matrix of energy.There is an instance where Neo,(protagonist)of the movie…simply downloaded the whole sequence of Kung Fu moves,from the Matrix.That aptly describes the process of intention and attraction.

Our minds/brains/subconscious acts as transmitters and receivers.The whole Universe is a system of intricate energies/info/knowledge for anyone wishing to tap on.Thus,when someone wishes/says/hopes/intents a certain manifestation,the Matrix like system of the universe will align Itself and in accordance,what was transmitted by you.”Ask and you shall receive”. Get the gist so far?When speakers or successful people talk about tapping into your subconscious mind,what they are basically trying to tell you,is to tune your receiving or transmitting mind,to the frequency prescribed by the network/matrix of untapped/conserved energy.Then can the Law of Transference take place.That explains why,when you plant a seed into the ground,your act ionized intent,allows the Universal law to take place of germination.Can you control the process?Absolutely not.But you had set in motion,a transference of conserved energy (intent) into kinetic energy (planting),which will then allow the Universal Law to apply its own transference. Thus in a concluding nutshell,the Power of Your Intent should not be underestimated.The precedence you place in your intent can make or break an action.Why then would our prayers have to begin with intent(niat)?Or why is that a hadeeth mentions that if you intend to do a good deed,but never get to do it,Allah will still reward you?Every single thing begins with an intention.Thus the Law of Attraction can be magnified dramatically if coupled with the POI (Power of Intent).Power of Intent classifies the Why.Law of Attraction classifies the What.

I’m taking it upon myself to share cause I believe there is value in the whole thing.Amazingly,the whole research and findings were pioneered by the Western people.Is it just me or is it that these people always seem to know more about things than us.Or maybe we are just plain ignorant.Left for scraps in the race for knowledge.But the thing is,I’m beginning to get a clearer picture with each passing day,on the infinite potential,of someone being a superhuman.All the Laws told here have been in existence.There are no new discoveries.Only recent realizations.Things such as auras or the power of your spoken words.Even spoken words carry energy.Do you actually know that a research done by a Japanese professor years back conclusively showed that Quranic recitations applied/read to a glass of water will purify the water and make the crystals react differently.

And you were wondering just what nonsense goes into our bodies right?Well,try a bit of prayer,when you eat or drink these days.I believe in it.Thought it was just a ritualistic thing all this while right?Well,now there is a scientific basis behind it.Scary.Energy at work again.

Well,I’ve signed up for a two days intensive course in November ,to learn more.Am so anticipating to know,how’s my aura?And yes,successful people have a total different aura.(duh!)Maybe just as starters,I believe if you are interested,you should read this insights.

On Quantum Energy:

Sufism and Quantum Physics

Islam and Quantum Physic

And to get you started…

Power of Intent

Happy Reading.Believe me…you’ll learn something!

Heavenly Mia.

There are some things that make a Sunday weekend beautiful for me.Lying late in bed with my wife,heading for my weekly dosage of soccer and stumbling upon a beautiful voice,as above.YouTube is such a God send sometimes.The fact remains,that we are so connected these days that it is hard to say that someone is far away.Scary.

Anyway,this girl can sing.And how the hell did she become so beautiful?Wahahaha.If my bro Kai is reading this,let me tell you that this is the kinda girl you should be wasting your time and dough on.Even if it’s for the briefest moments in your life.Not those ‘minahs’ checking into the Balestier motels.(read Berita Harian 20/July)Heh.Speaking about this report,how the hell did it take that long for anyone to even start writing about it?Sigh.Ya lah…concentrate some more on the campaigns of interfaith sharing la.So obsessed with showing your house,forgot that your backyard is dirty.(Figuratively speaking)In the news today,a Minister said that from his travels abroad especially the Middle Eastern countries,he found that the practice of Islam was varied.Agreed.He said,that the Islam practiced in Singapore should also be multifaceted to cater to the diversified elements in race.Agree and disagree.Agree because yes,we should be able to practice the religion well in peaceful Singapore.Disagree,because if a poorly read Malay Muslim were to take the lines literally,he’ll think that Islam has to suit a situation and context when it is actually the opposite.If you know what I mean.I’m sick of saying about the Big Kahuunah that is of our community.Just a week ago,a client of mine,who was homeless for having sold his house,for divorce,forced out of his own home,jobless,called asking me,not for money,but my help in finding resources.He has been sleeping in mosques for days.I searched the Net for local mosques that could help and instructed him to try.Guess what he got?A lashing from mosque officers and a crisp ten bucks.Poor chap.The ludicrous notion of seeking help for the first time in one’s life from your very own faith’s mosque,and being turned away in such fashion is blasphemous.What is wrong with perhaps giving a bit more,calling up related agencies to help this man and perhaps doing something positive?First thing is that,you are not giving what is perhaps your own money!Perhaps it’s the mosque’s money.Public are deserving.Secondly,you(mosque officers) do not carry the jurisdiction to suggestively reprimand a man for his state of helplessness.The least you can do,is give and shut up.A helpless man does not need your opinionated philosophies in life.I recounted the incident to my mum,and she was not surprised.She recounted her experience of asking for help at MUIS.She said that a man before her was asking for assistance,and all he asked was some sort of small financial help and a pack of rice to help him and his family through the day.Not only was he turned down,he was also told that the body is not a welfare body that dishes out charity alms.Damn.The mere thought boils my blood.That is the freaking problem with the system.These days,even charity alms has to be given out,photographed in events and make the front page headlines the next day.Talk about donations and such things.The call for charity needs media exposure.Gone were the days of the Prophet’s practice,where it is encouraged that if your donations are made with the right hand,the left hand will not know.Whatever lah Malay Muslim bodies.You guys should watch The Dark Knight to understand why systems legislated by such people deserves the thumbs down.And yes,I will still donate.It’s for the people.The irony is,as reported in Berita Harian,mosques are taking a proactive role in reaching out to the neighborhood in a new campaign(what’s new?).I wanna laugh.The Tabligh movement has been doing such fro decades and not an inch of column appears.Just because someone up there initiated it,it’s become a campaign.If anyone asks,why I keep whining about it,and not doing anything about it,my answer is,

1.It is not about who I am underneath.It is what I do that defines me.(Sit and blog!)

Well,I’m sleepy and bitching that’s for sure.All I know is that I’m falling in love with Mia Rose.Yupz…the girl singing to me in the above video.Sometime this year,am gonna have my own YouTube channel.Hahaha.

Mia Rose…Heaven.

Sigh.

Why So Serious?

You know what they say.There are dark movies.And then there are dark movies.The first refers to movies that have their settings in dim lighting,just like that of the atrocious Blair Witch Projects.Then the latter is the one where I just described to Kai,as a “mindfuck” experience.Pardon the crudeness kids.Uncle Jaz cannot help but use the term.(A term introduced to me two years ago by Blithe)

The recent release of The Dark Knight just did that.I cannot recall the last movie that disturbed me so much.Oh wait,I think I remember,the movie was “The Prestige”.I love movies with a sinister message.Movies such as the “Saw” series.Where you leave the cinema asking yourself questions.Those deep provoking questions.I think TDK did just that.I got home last night,after a session with my wife and was totally blown away that I slept at 8 and woke up the next morning.And that was the first time in 6 months that I was that weary,believe me.

So what is the big Kahuunah all about?Well,much has been said about Heath Ledger’s premature death as being a significant contributor in the hype about the movie.The recent comments about him deserving a posthumous Oscar was rife everywhere.I was a bit apprehensive about the whole Kahuunah,because I never thought of Ledger as an A class actor.Well,Brokeback Mountain being the only apt cast that came to mind.And that Knight’s Tale part of course.I remember him more for his locks and looks than his acting.But TDK broke all rules of assumptions.Ledger played the role of the Joker to a perfect tee.If Nicholson gave us a clue on how to cast oneself as the maniacal villain.Ledger had just cast the whole role in stone,with the defining act.Not only did he became the Joker.The Joker became him,I believe.

And the best thing is,even Batman ( Christian Bale) truly had a memorable role to play alongside.And ever heard of anyone saying that two’s a company,and three’s a crowd.Well,they broke that rule of familiarity too,as Harvey Dent/Two Face/Aaron Eckhart played the role with aplomb.You give three deranged,maniacal,self absorbed characters with a plot centering around morality,and what you will get is a blockbuster in your memories.Just insanely memorable.

Consider this.

Batman is a character,driven by a sense of vengeful justice.Works alone.Lives behind a facade.A symbol.

Joker is a character,driven by a sense of purposeful madness.Master schemer.Hides behind a grinning smile.A symbol.

Two Face is a character,driven by a sense of chaotic morality.Truly extreme personalities.Has to live with the good and ugly sides of life.

Wow.

I love Batman primarily because he is as real as you can get to a deranged hero.A vigilante with that self correcting modus operandi.The kind which says,”If people cannot get it done,I’ll get it done.”Very much in line with what the Joker mentioned in one of the lines.Still remember that classic one liner I use often,with that growl in my voice,”It is not about who I am.It is what I do that defines me!” Accountability is Batman’s virtue.It is worthy to highlight that Joker shares the same trait.He takes it upon himself to be the catalyst.He wants to be the accountable freak,who will be the one to upset the justice imbalance.He wants to be that individual who will create chaos for the sheer significance.As he mentioned in the movie,he is not motivated by money.He just do what he does.He does not plan.He hates people who plan.He just does it.To him,people who plan are schemers,and he’s that proverbial someone who’ll tell that the schemes will not work.What a villain.Charismatic,sickening and just plain crazy.Pure evil.Batman’s true archenemy.He’s the comic book version of Professor James Moriarty and Batman is Sherlock Homes.Sheer orgasmic.

Just for this movie alone,I am a fan of Heath Ledger’s Joker.

The Clown Prince of Crime:

Here are a few quotes from this character,from years of crime.I found them mad.Just apply the context and you’ll know what I mean.

• “They call me the Joker, but I’m not very funny.”

• “What? Not laughing yet? Just wait ’til I get to the punch line. It’ll kill you! HaHaHaHaHaHaHaHa”

• “I did it! I finally killed Batman! In front of a bunch of vulnerable, disabled kids!!!! Now get me Santa Claus!”

• “His life is mine… I can crush the breath out of him… effortlessly! I can, at last, triumph! But such a hollow victory–! It was mere luck that caused my attack on him to succeed. I’d always envisioned my winning as a result of cunning… at the end of a bitter struggle between the Batman and Myself– him using his Detective Skills and me employing the divine gift men call Madness!… No! Without the game that the Batman and I have played for so many years, winning is nothing! He shall live… until I can destroy him properly!“

• “They all said I was sick in the head. They said I needed help. Well, maybe I am a bit batty. Blame it on the bats in my belfry.“

Still not laughing.

Why so serious?