Thursday, 30 May 2013

In The McD

Yesterday, we went to McD and eating some fries, nuggets and all. I came back from MPH just next door and quite surprise to see that we are having a guest. It was really unusual and awkward.

With two tables separating us, my father was talking to a mat saleh. It's not that weird because my father is a very friendly person. But, they are so loud. Ahh, men . . . 

I like to share his story. Just a short one.

His name is John and 60. He came from Los Angeles. Before, he had an Indonesian wife and they live in Java. He has stay here for 2 month.

When my father asked him where he came from, actually he was hesitate to tell us. But then he begin. 
I was from  LA but I lived at the downtown. Not at the metro. It was scary there, you know the gangs - blacks against whites. At night, people will not coming out the street. It's dangerous. And when you go out at the train, you can see people sleeping on the floor. You can't never find it here. 

Do you like Vegas? 
I've never go there. I don't want to go there. Why should I go there? With all the sin city. I don't drink alcohol. I don't like gambling. Why should I waste my money there? I like it here better.

You don't drink alcohol?
No. That restaurant there ( pointing at a Chinese restaurant ) I don't like it. It's not halal. I am not Islam but I practice some. I don't eat pork. 

Do you like the food here?
Oh, yes. I like 'belacan'. The food here is very good and tasty. They are plenty, chinese, indian and malay food. It was some of the ultimate reasons people will come here.

And I can't forget this one thing that he said,
You know, if Gandhi, Jesus and Mohammad still alive now. I believe they will pray together.

That's some of the things that I still remembered. But, the incident inside that McD really open up my mind, my eyes and my everything. How John looks at the world, it make me realize that everyone is different. Even though he's not a muslim, but that doesn't mean he do not know what's good and what's not.

I can't believe my ears when he said that he hate Vegas. I used to watch at tv how people will spend their days at Vegas with something that the muslims will say as a sin city. And even he's not a muslim, he's well known about it. 

It also a bit sad to know that actually there's some truth in what we saw in the tv. Like the life of the underdog, the gangs, and everything. It was actually real or maybe worst than what we can imagine.

To have John telling me about all this, I know there are so many things that I should be very grateful at. 

Tuesday, 7 May 2013

Reformasi !!

One day, you wake up and realized how things had far change. The world you live in is not the same as it used to. Everywhere, there’s a shout – young and old. There’s blood showered the road. You live in fear and terror of what will tomorrow be.

This world is too old. It has been suffocating for ages it can no longer hold. Too much mistakes we human had made. There’s no more room for another. This world is so close to meet its end. But, we still have time. Arguing who’s right and who’s wrong. Blaming each other for having different thoughts.

Today, we’ve achieve so much we started to take things for granted.

Corrupt people ruled the world. Telling lies and promises, things beyond they could reach. But the people, they still listened, believe, hoping that someday or somehow all the talks will come true. Maybe, it's not the time yet. But, maybe it will if they just wait a little longer. So, they wait and wait in silence.

Years and decades. They can no longer hold.

The young hunger for changes. They dream a new world, a better world for them to live in. They shouts, but was vain. For they always been taken lightly. There's no one bother to hear what they thought of. They want to fight for what tomorrow will be theirs. Just this once, only once. Feel the urge that we've been seek. Hear the crack of our voices. Telling you that we demand a . . . REFORMASI !!

Monday, 6 May 2013

Rise and Shine

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust
I'll rise

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room

Just like moons and like suns
With the certainty of tides
Just like hope springing high
Still I'll rise

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops
Weakened by my soulful cries

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own backyard

You may shoot me with your words
You may cut me with your eyes
You may kill me with your hatefulness
But still, like air
I'll rise

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave
I am the dream and the hope of the slave

I rise
I rise
I rise

#mood PRU13 :'(
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