Sakit Dada

'Sakit Dada' is 'Chest Pain' in Bahasa Melayu.

It is early morning, both of my parents are going to work, while I am preparing to go to Kuala Lumpur.

I'm not just going to Kuala Lumpur, but also to KLIA and eventually, Japan again.

That morning would be the last time I would be able to see them.

I do hate goodbyes.

My dad, a government officer, always wore a matching tie pin to go with his tie.

That day, he happens to wore the biggest tie pin with the sharpest tip.

That is why when he hugs me goodbye, it felt like something sharp was stabbing through my chest.

It was painful and I hate it.

Then I hug my mother goodbye.

This one is painful too; my mother has a very strong grip that morning.

I was suffocating.

It was painful and I hate it.

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FUCK.

I cannot lie anymore.

The tie pin that my father wore;

it was very tiny and has a round tip.

... but my mother's strong grip was not fake.

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Route to Pasir Mas 2010

It was raining.

Ai-chan from Mezamashi TV said it is going to be a bright blooming morning, but it turns out kawaii Ai-chan is a liar.

Waited for the shuttle bus to take me to Nagoya International Airport.

It was raining, and I was coughing violently.

A Chinese couple was fighting beside of me.

Or maybe they're just having a loving morning chat.

How can I tell?

A Japanese couple talking to their baby in the tummy. The mother was probably 6-7 months in, but she wears a short skirt.

Maybe for easy delivery?

How can I tell?

I coughed violently, and both couples slowly moved away from me.

The girl sitting next to me on the shuttle bus was pretty cute, but I was coughing violently; no time for that shit.

1500 yen for the ride to the airport.

Went up to a soup restaurant to warm up before the flight.

Warm yummies.

The wide-mouthed Cathay Pacific stewardess said I can have the chicken or the beef.

Both are nice, but not what I wanted.

I wanted something to soothe my sore throat and violent coughing.

Passengers sitting in close proximity to me starts wearing masks.

Nagoya -> Hong Kong -> Kuala Lumpur -> Pengkalan Chepa

That is the route I'm taking.

This would be the my first time in Hong Kong.

The layout in the Hong Kong Airport (don't know the official name) was very confusing.

The directional boards directs people to go round and round.

And they set body temperature monitors (where they could easily detect travelers with abnormal body temperatures) on the way to the transit station.

I don't want to be quarantined in Hong Kong.

This is a dangerous place: Jackie Chan is going to make a mess of this place; cars with explosives are going to crash into the airport and Jackie Chan is going to kick a lot of people from his own ethnicity.

Sometimes he smack white and black people too, just for Asian pride.

But thankfully, Jackie Chan is too old for fun chaos, he now sings Chinese Ballads.

He is a fucking legend, no one can outdone him!

Taking inspiration from my idol, I bought a cold Coke, and rub it all over my face.

I did it for 5 minutes in the toilet.

I gave the Coke to this kid who was staring at me the whole time I was preparing for this undercover.

I walk with a healthy pose. I smile with a big healthy smile, controlling my breathing rhythm, not to break a cough in front of the body temperature sensors.

Success in fooling Hong Kong Airport health monitors: Checked.

I don't remember much of what I did during my Hong Kong - Kuala Lumpur flight.

Although Couple Retreat was a fun movie, I slept the whole way to KL.

So did the Japanese salaryman sitting beside of me. He was reading a Japanese magazine covering golf resorts in Malaysia.

Pro golfers does not deserve the high winning moneys.

With something as boring as hitting a ball with a stick with the ultimate purpose to lead it into a small hole.

Still, Happy Golfing in Malaysia.

The air felt warmer as the plane docks into KLIA.

Then I met Afifi and his wife Fariza, waiting to get off that same plane from Hong Kong.

The newly-leds are my old buddies during our Japanese Language Preparation Program days.

Afifi looked healthier than usual (he is usually sick all the time), and Fariza, happy and cute like always (haven't seen her for the past 6 years!)

I am very glad and happy for them.

I wish them a successful ceremony and a happy marriage life.

Afifi have never asked me for internet links of crazy Japanese porn fetishes, different from my other Muslim friends.

So he must be OK.

I guess he gets his fix somewhere else.

気まずい妄想。

(笑)
I ate Nasi Lemak and Milo Panas inside KLIA: RM18.

With that kind of cheap taste, this one is definitely over-priced.

I rode MAS for my KLIA-Pengkalan Chepa flight.

But I did not get peanuts like everyone else.

Maybe because I was coughing violently all the way?

I arrived in Kelantan without a voice. It was hot and I was sweating like George W Bush when he's getting fried in hell.

But it was OK.

My plane did not crash into the oblivious depth of the ocean nor did it explode mid air into a frenzy case of fire, detonation, horror and death.

My health took a deep dive into the ocean of sickness, but I am back in my hometown.

Time to see the doctor.

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the day i lost me some voice

I am writing this at my home in Pasir Mas. Today is the Akikah ceremony of my brother's first child, and there is a lot of people (mostly relatives) in the house, coming to see the new baby and greet the new parents.

I'm a bit tired now, so I am going to write about the day I lost my voice, just one day before coming back home.

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It was a bright day, the last day of working before I get an early Golden Week Holiday and went home to Pasir Mas.

I was so excited that my morning boner is stronger and stiffer compared to the usual ones.

I mean I can't wait to work hard again, close as many cases before I go home with minimal job concerns.

I am pumped.

Arrived at the office 30 minutes earlier than I usually did.

The Chief of Department, who usually comes in 30 minutes earlier than everyone else is the only person at desk, so I went to greet him a good morning.

Smiling, I said:

..... !!!

Nothing comes out.

Then after a couple of tries, I managed to ' vomit out ' a very high pitched but in low volume, of a Ohayougozaimasu. ( means good morning in polite/formal Japanese )

I realized that something is really wrong here, but I just don't know what to do.

I went to my desk and did some preparations for some experiments that I plan to do that day.

Time passes by, and I was interrupted by the secretary with the phone:

Ali-San, there is a Mr. Xxx from Company X on line for you.

He said there is a trouble that he wants to complaint about.

Translation: some other people fucked up, but it is your job to clean it up.

Damn how am I able to turn shit into diamonds with this voice of mine?

Well, by screaming like a lonely priest when told that little boys are no longer available to them.

I screamed to my customers.

Then I screamed to my boss.

Then I screamed to vendors who was the source of the fuck-up, I screamed to protect the company.

I don't know why, but somehow the customer who seemed angry at first, turned into a yes-men, agreeing with all my suggestions on how to un-fuck the situation.

Didn't expect this to work well, but I somehow learned a new skill.

My balls grows larger, it is beautiful.

Then I go home, and start packing my bags.

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Going to stop writing now, there is a huge women that I don't really recognize, wearing lots of bling2, that's coming towards me to ask me when am I going to get married.

This is one fuck-up I don't know how to handle.

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night before going home

i'm packing my bags.

i got 10 more hours before my flight.

i know i need to go to sleep, but i'm still not fully prepared.

not my bags.

but my moral and culture compass.

i'm not the same person that people used to remember me with.


mixed emotions; filled with excitement and anxiety.

i'm going to malaysia.

to pasir mas.


i'm going to a foreign place i call home.

The Fuss About The Word Allah In Malaysia

When I first heard about this issue concerning Herald the Malaysian Catholic Weekly, demanding the rights to keep using the word ‘ALLAH’ to refer to their godly deity in their weekly publications, I knew that this will not end very well.

It will be problematic. Very problematic.

Non-Malaysians who have learned a thing or two about the basic history of Ancient Egyptian Empire-inspired religions like the Abrahamic ones would probably say:

“Why would this be a problem? The word ‘Allah’ has been used to refer to a godly deity among the Arabic language speaking people from various religious backgrounds, even before any of the Abrahamic religions ever started! Arab traders travel all around the world, and besides goods, they also trade language, expanding the vocabulary of many other languages where they made business.”

Unfortunately, things are not so simple; it will never be.

In Malaysia, religious blindness has always been a convenient tool for politicians.

The truth is that although Malay Muslims could be considered as quite religious and passionate towards their faith, it is a great irony that the same people are mostly NOT very well informed with their own religion.

The basic principles, its history and how it all started.

Opportunistic politicians know this very well.

People are not interested in meticulous facts about history, about who is right or wrong.

People just want to ‘appear’ to look like they are fighting for something great.

People want to vent anger and stress, pat themselves on the back, feeling good with the illusion that they're doing something good for their god.

Yes, this is problematic.

Because people don't know what they really want.

And people are too lazy to think for themselves.

They need opportunistic politicians to think for them.

When there are no trustworthy politicians in Malaysia…

Yes, this is problematic.

Clearly we need to revise our education policy.

syurga atau neraka?

petikan dari BERNAMA:

KUALA LUMPUR 19 Ogos — Dakwaan bahawa pengakuan dan sokongan kepada orang, pertubuhan atau parti tertentu diperlukan sebelum seseorang itu layak masuk syurga atau akan ke neraka adalah salah menurut ajaran Islam, kata Pengerusi Jawatankuasa Muzakarah Fatwa Kebangsaan, Prof. Datuk Abdul Shukor Husin.

Beliau berkata, keputusan Jawatankuasa Muzakarah Fatwa Kebangsaan telah menetapkan bahawa ketentuan seseorang Islam masuk syurga atau neraka adalah hak mutlak Allah s.w.t. berdasarkan kepada keimanan dan ketakwaan seseorang itu.

Katanya, keputusan itu telah diperkenankan oleh Majlis Raja-Raja dalam Mesyuarat Raja-Raja Kali ke-188 pada Mac 2001 dan menambah bahawa Majlis Fatwa Kebangsaan telahpun membincangkan isu itu sejak tahun 2000 lagi.

“Muzakarah Jawatankuasa Fatwa Kebangsaan juga berpendapat bahawa sesiapa sahaja yang mengajar atau menyebarkan pandangan atau fahaman seperti ini adalah salah dan menyeleweng daripada ajaran Islam sebenar,” katanya dalam satu kenyataan di sini hari ini.

Beliau mengulas kenyataan Menteri Besar Kelantan yang juga Mursyidul Am Pas, Datuk Nik Aziz Nik Mat dua hari lepas bahawa penyokong atau anggota UMNO tidak akan masuk syurga. - Bernama

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cukup lucu sekali petikan berita di atas.

mungkin Prof. Datuk Abdul Shukor Husin fikir golongan muslim/muslimin di Malaysia itu,

semua nya bodoh lagi bangang.

seperti mereka semua nya tidak tahu bahawa kenyataan Tuan Guru Nik Aziz itu hanyalah semata-mata pendapat peribadi nya yang dipengaruhi pegangan politik sahaja.

pakai pengaruh dalam agama untuk meraih sokongan politikal.

bukan kah suatu ketika dahulu Tuan Guru pernah guna teknik yang sama?

cepat lupa lah orang Malaysia nih.

kerajaan pun cepat melatah, bimbang rakyat akan percaya bulat-bulat.

terdesak?

takut dan bimbang?

kerajaan dan pembangkang, kedua-dua nya.

main-main, anjing-anjing, bodoh-bodoh kan rakyat.

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syurga atau pun neraka, tiada manusia yang tahu.

sebaik-baik manusia pun, tiada manusia yang tahu.

sejahat-jahat manusia pun, tiada manusia yang tahu.

loop-hole agama?

mungkin!

tapi di situ lah ironi nya.

dan ironi itu sungguh sadis kenakalan nya.

Hard Questions: Religion Conversion for Muslim Malaysians

Today’s post is going to be an extension to one of my previous post about answering ‘hard’ questions from my Japanese friends. In that post, I give out 2 different questions that I consider hard to answer, and in today’s post I’m going to attempt to tackle one of it.

The question that I would like to ‘answer’ in today’s post would be about Malaysian Muslims and their freedom in religion.

This is going to be a long, long one so let’s get into it.

Hard Question No 1: In Malaysia, when it comes to religious conversion, everyone is promised the freedom of (or from) religion, but why does this not apply to the Muslim majority?

I have two types of answers here: One for the Muslim Malaysians and the other for the Atheist Japanese.

CLICK TO CONTINUE READING THIS LONG POST

Answer to Muslim Malaysians:

If you have not heard it already, basically ALL Muslims, Malaysian or not, are prohibited from leaving Islam. The main reason is because it is in the Islamic Code of Law, and like many other laws, there are severe consequences when you break one. In this particular case, one could be granted with the maximum penalty of DEATH if leaving Islam was the offence that he/she chooses to commit.

The confusing problem here is that Malaysia is NOT an Islamic Country (Malaysia as an Islamic Country was just a political label); and the existence of two court system (secular and Islamic) makes it hard to tackle such cases because the Syariah Law only applies to the Muslims, and what makes a Muslim a Muslim is by his/her faith, NOT something written on his/her identity card.

According to the basic teachings of Islam, when someone decided that he/she is no longer a Muslim, no identity card could save him from the fires of HELL when he/she goes to the other world.

So how does such a law could be accepted as a part of Islamic Law is something that we should ponder upon as it was in direct violation with the basis of Islam that promote tolerance, peace and freedom of thought. One very important point to remember here is that this law was passed AFTER the death of Prophet Muhammad, thus making it a human-made law after all, like many of the other detailed elements in the law system we call the Syariah Law.

The only thing that separates Syariah Law from Secular Law is that it was created based on HUMAN INTERPRETATIONS of the Quran and Hadiths.

Well, at least that has always been my opinion about this issue.

The second most popular reason would be the FEAR of negative voices coming out those ex-Muslims. This is quite important because the negative opinion towards Islam that comes from the mouth of an ex-Muslim carries with it a certain weight; as they lived through it and experienced it first hand. They’re not mere Islam-bashers or racist Islamophobes.

The other popular reason that Muslims love to discuss about is the fear that ALMIGHTY GOD might be angry with a community that allows Muslims to freely choose their religious loyalty.

This could lead to GODLY PUNISHMENTS, preferably natural disasters like tsunamis, earthquakes or maybe some newly evolved and dangerously deadly diseases like the new pig influenza.

It could be anything really; GOD could punish them by making their sons homosexuals, of instance, and for the conservative Malaysian community, having a homosexual son is the worst thing ever, no matter how hard the homosexual-activists tries to associate themselves with happy words like ‘gay’ and ‘fabulous’.

FYI, the act of sodomy, even if done in a confined private space and far from public view, is illegal in Malaysian Law, and one could be prosecuted for this backside sexual gratification. Read about Anwar Ibrahim.

To sum it up, I can come out with lots of other reasons, but these are the main three:

1)The Islamic Code of Law itself strictly prohibits Muslims from changing/choosing to be free from Islam. Even if the blasphemer was born into a Muslim family (and this automatically bound him/her with a godly contract to be a Muslim for life), he/she has no choice but to adhere to this law; because a law is a law and if one decides to break it, that person should expect the punishment to be severe.

2)The fear that these 'bound-to-hell' blasphemers might expose and put Islam in a negative way, causing more Muslims to become blasphemers and eventually turns everyone else, hell-bound. Like a zombie disease. If everyone goes to hell, who is going to play with the many many promised virgins in heaven?

3)Fear of GOD’s punishment for being secularly tolerant and abiding to the international human rights and moral values. They don’t want tsunamis or their sons to magically turn gay, so no one should be allowed to un-Muslim themselves. If the natural disasters still occurs, it must be because Islam have not succeeded in conquering the whole world yet.

So that was my ‘answers’ to Muslim Malaysians, and I’ve used these answers on several Muslim Malaysians before, and I guess my simple explanation and brief conclusions seemed sufficient enough to some of them; and through my personal experience, a lot of them accepted my answer without much rejection.

Well, probably the only rejection that I got is something like “ Yo dude don’t talk about Islam man, you don’t go to religious schools and you don’t memorize the Quran. You’re constructing your opinion on bases that you set by yourselves, so just shut up and don’t act like you know everything dude, you might get sinned for that” - kinds of complaints… and these are quite popular: You don’t go to religious schools, therefore you have no rights to voice your opinion about religious matters.

But the same method did not work very well with some of my (atheist) Japanese friends.

Especially to those really interested in discussing and talking about the subject.

(The uninterested ones would just nod even though they don’t really understand/agrees; being careful not to cause unnecessary conflicts, one that I would never start in a discussion such as this.)

The same answers that I have provided above does not work, because they do not adhere to the ‘current’ international standards of human rights, a secular code that were created by men, for men. A code that evolves along/with the change of moral values and what we humans mutually thinks is globally wrong or right.

It does not make any sense to them.

This is why I have to answer the question differently and take a different point of view, so here it goes:

Answer to Atheist Japanese:

Throughout the evolution of human society and rapid development of humane standards, we humans are known to be competitive creatures, and those sitting on the top of the food chain is not the strongest, but the smartest ones; the ones that lead and control other lesser humans.

People have been experimenting with a lot of ways to control people.

Some uses our natural instinct to bond with other that has similarities with us by introducing the ideas of races and clans.

Some uses nationalism and patriotism.

Some uses political ideologies and looks-good-on-paper theories.

And the most powerful tool of it all: RELIGION.

Muslims pray at least 5 times a day and follows a strict and controlled life, and this made them very loyal, passionate and abiding to their religious leaders.

This is a very convenient situation because people are easy to believe whatever that comes from their respected religious leaders.

Just think about what would happen with the powers that these religious leaders hold against the ordinary people, if someone rebels and started to form a new group that did not believe in being loyal with the current people on top?

How are these religious leaders going to retain their power over their people?

They cannot because rebellious ideas are very threatening to people with power.

So they cook up a horror story and influenced their own people to look down and despise these pitiful unbelievers, and when it comes to a point that the method does not work anymore, the only solution is to KILL the rebel, shut him up and justify his death through laws that were made and passed among them.

Pretty basic formula used by many other ancient religion.

Getting pretty hot in here, doesn’t it?

Moving on to the next ‘reason’, I remember one of my Japanese friends who took me by surprise by a simple argument: When someone leaves Islam, that person is automatically free from Islamic Law, so the death penalty for conversion cannot be applied here!

That argument made sense at first but it can be easily put down:

If that is the case, then why does the death penalty still applies to soldiers who defect from their county? This military law is still very common in many military organizations around the world!

The only negative side of this counter-punch is that it put Islam in a militaristic light, something that might not look very ‘nice and peaceful’.

Moving on…

To know the reason why a Malaysian Muslim are not allowed to change his/her religion, we have to go back to the source and understand the real reason why it was prohibited in the first place.

Just a few years after the death of Prophet Muhammad, there were many followers who stopped practicing the Prophet’s teachings, and goes back to burying baby girls and raping random chicks and sucking dicks.

So in order to stop this, they made it a death penalty for a Muslim to abandons Islamic teachings, so that they will not return back to their barbaric ways of life.

Islamic teachings have ushered a lot of moral improvements to their civilization, and do I have to stress how much progress in science has Islam influenced our civilization?

WEEEEE!

The other reason for this DEADLY BAN is pure military-minded.

As many knew, the early days of Islam is filled with some pretty crazy wars, and a Muslim soldier who abandons his faith can no longer be accepted as a Muslim soldier because his allegiance to his military commander is in parallel with his allegiance with his military commander’s GOD.

At that time, one cannot be a trusted Muslim soldier if he is not a Muslim because the war they’re fighting is mostly based on religious belief; Islam vs Christianity ? the holy war.

So just like any other military organization before (and after) it, it’s a no-brainer to apply this law to protect the integrity in the military ranks, and keep the brotherly group spirit alive among the soldiers.

Hey, it’s easier for men who were thrown into a bloody war to bond with their partners if they have something in common; and religion is one BIG element. The army with the most team-spirit will always win.

Even modern day military organizations nowadays still uses religion to bond their soldiers, heighten up their spirit, justify their war and sometimes makes it look like it is a good thing to kill some ‘unbelievers’.

The last ‘reason’ (that I can think of) why the Malaysian authority does not allow religious conversion among the Malay Muslims is smaller in scale, but quite coy.

It’s totally political: Welcome the New Economic Policy!

But because this has been a very long post already, I plan to lay out and connect this point later when I wrote the second part of this post and try to answer the second question that is: How could a modern society such as Malaysia justify the blatant unfairness that is the New Economic Policy?

Uniquely multi-cultural and multi-religious, the authorities believes that in order to maintain peace, the Malay majority should be given special advantages that could help them in a lot of area; education, employment, health care, loans etc, in order to stabilize the social disparity among the various races, especially against the wealthier Chinese.

Before I end today’s post though, I would like to sum my ‘answers’ given to my Japanese friends:

1) Religion gives power to certain people, and in order to retain that power, rebels cannot be tolerated.
2) The law were created for a good reason in mind, to keep the early followers of Islam from their barbaric ways of life.
3) It To be continued…

P/s: Where did I have the time to write all this stuff? I don’t expect anyone to read all this stuff from start to finish though… Well, if it’s me, I would stop on the first paragraph and start to search for Akiyama Rina videos on youtube for sure!

Disclaimer: If you’ve read my other posts here, you would probably knew that I am not someone with the credibility to discuss about ‘heavy’ stuffs, but that does not mean that I am blind nor stupid. Well, I am a little bit dumb and perverted, but I still have an opinion, and if you disagree, write a comment! Freedom of speech is awesome, let’s use it!

soalan dari orang jepun pasal malaysia

tak ramai orang jepun yang tahu pasal malaysia.

tapi yang masih bagus nya ialah mereka ni ada sifat suka bertanya.

aku pula tidak penah jemu untuk menjawab soalan2 mereka, sedaya pengetahuan aku yang cetek ini.

tak kira la walau betapa bangang, jahil, bodoh, arrogant ignorant etc... pun isi soalan2 tersebut.

kerana dalam banyak2 soalan2 ringan yang ditanya, pasti muncul beberapa soalan yang memaksa aku untuk berfikir dengan lebih teliti agar tidak memberi jawapan salah yang boleh memberikan imej songsang dan tidak tepat terhadap malaysia.

contohnya soalan2 yang menyentuh isu2 perkauman, hak asasi manusia, kesamarataan dalam polisi kerajaan dan lain2.

aku sedar dan faham bahawa isu2 seperti yang disebut diatas cukup berat sekali, lebih2 lagi untuk negara seperti malaysia yang dihuni oleh manusia pelbagai kaum dan etnik, pelbagai kepercayaan agama dan budaya.

contoh soalan: macama mana la orang cina, orang india dll, bole wujud semangat nasionalisma dan patriotisma jika masih wujud polisi kerajaan yang terang2 mengutamakan sesetengah kaum sahaja?

ada juga soalan2 yang memaksa aku menghakis segala bentuk persepsi, stigma dan prejudis yang berlapik-lapik menghuni lapisan otak ku, hasil daripada pengaruh agama dan budaya ku selama ini. proses 'pembersihan' ini amat penting jika aku benar2 mahu menjawab soalan2 tersebut dengan jujur, ikhlas dan lebih penting, sedekat mungkin dengan kebenaran.

contoh soalan: kenapa undang2 malaysia tidak membenarkan seorang melayu muslim daripada menukar agamanya @ memilih untuk tidak terlibat dengan mana2 agama sekali pun? kebebasan beragama dan tiada paksaan dalam islam hanyalah kata2 manis sahaja?

entah la pak ali, asalkan ko tak pening2 lalat duk pikir benda2 susah. kena ingat, bila tak tahu jawapannya, kena cakap tak tahu. tak boleh memandai-mandai!

namun aku tetap mahu cuba jawab apa sahaja soalan yang aku rasa aku mampu analisis dan beri jawapannya se'un-bias' yang mungkin.

kerana proses pemikiran yang perlu aku lalui untuk menghasilkan jawapan tersebut, banyak mengajar aku tentang malaysia yang tidak pernah aku tahu @ ambil peduli selama ini.

memang betul kata cikgu sekolah aku dulu, mengajar orang nih akan menambah ilmu kita sendiri.

korang pula bagaimana? sanggup jawab soalan2 seperti diatas?

tak nak balik berkhidmat untuk negara ke?

aku ditaja JPA untuk belajar di Jepun selama 6 tahun.

april 2003 - march 2009.

setahun buat bahasa jepun, 3 tahun buat diploma pastu lagi 2 tahun buat degree.

kalo ikut rate sekarang, biasiswa bulanan yang aku dapat adalah lebih kurang rm4800.

(100yen=rm3.7)

rm4800 darab 12 bulan darab 6 tahun = rm345,600.

banyak tu.

tu tak kira duit yuran pengajian + elaun buku la, elaun pindah, elaun kesihatan etc.

kalo campur sumer2, ada kot cecah setengah juta.

" setengah juta? banyak tu beb, but still, ko masih nak stay kerja kat jepun, tak nak balik berkhidmat untuk negara, untuk rakyat ke? "

ke sudah lupa diri?

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dulu aku banyak kali terbaca berita pasal student overseas tajaan kerajaan yang lepas graduate, tak nak balik mesia, langgar contract dengan terus sambung kerja kat oversea, pastu tak bayar plak tuh duit pinjaman.

kerajaan taja mahal2 supaya nanti dia bole balik untuk berkhidmat untuk rakyat.

tapi balasan nya, dia lari entah ke mana, demi kepentingan diri sendiri.

taufiq ali, kamu macam mana?

KLIK UNTUK BACA SETERUSNYA !!

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kontrak aku dengan JPA lebih kurang mcam nih:

aku belajar sampai dapat degree dalam kejuruteraan mekanikal kat universiti nasional jepun, dan lepas graduate, pihak kerajaan berhak memanggil aku untuk bekerja dengan mana2 badan kerajaan yg memerlukan. jika aku tidak berjaya untuk menghabiskan pengajian dalam masa yg ditetapkan @ menolak tawaran pekerjaan daripada kerajaan selepas graduate, aku bole dikenakan saman dan perlu membayar balik duit ganti rugi (duit biasiswa) kepada pihak JPA.

seterusnya, selepas cukup setahun daripada tarikh aku graduate secara rasmi, tetapi pihak JPA masih belum memanggil aku untuk berkhidmat dengan mana2 badan kerajaan, maka aku bebas daripada kontrak dengan JPA tersebut.

aku tak perlu kerja dengan kerajaan dan aku tak perlu bayar apa2 pun jika perkara diatas berlaku.

sebelum aku masuk company aku skang, aku dikehendaki oleh pihak embassy untuk menghantar satu surat ajaib.

surat perlepasan kontrak namanya.

kuasa surat tersebut adalah untuk memendekkan masa menunggu untuk ditawarkan untuk bekerja dengan kerajaan, daripada 1 tahun kepada 0 hari.

0 minit, 0 saat.

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jadi legally, aku tak perlu punbalik untuk bekerja di malaysia.

tapi aku tetap rasa yang aku perlu berkhidmat untuk negara.

kalau tidak, buat apa kerajaan habiskan setengah juta; cuma untuk lahirkan seorang jurutera yang akhirnya bekerja dengan syarikat bukan kerajaan?

bukan kah pelik lagi aneh sekali program tajaan luar negara yang aku sertai nih?

pelik, memang pelik.

aneh, memang aneh; kalau kita tidak tahu objective utama buah fikiran tun mahathir nih.

anda pernah dengar pasal dasar pandang ke timur tak?

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seperti ramai muda mudi malaysia zaman sekarang, tun mahathir pun suka sangat2 dengan jepun dan rakyat2 nya.

muda mudi suka anime dan manga, tun mahathir suka dengan japanese work ethics.

muda mudi suka j-pop dan j-dorama, tun mahathir suka dengan japanese customer service.

muda mudi suka mihiro, tsubomi, maria ozawa, yoshizawa akiho, yui komine, sakurako, riko tachibana, takako kitahara, tina yuzuki, hiyori shiraishi, nao yoshizaki, ran monbu, erica kurisu, kaede matsushima, serina hayakawa, yuka ozawa, rio hamazaki, sakura sakurada, jun seto, kazama yumi, ayukawa nao, asami yuma, hatsune minori, natsume nana, mizaki mao, nakano mina, imano yume... (kalo korang tahu lebih daripada 5 nama di sini, maka korang memang kena kurang kan tengok japanese AV... seriously dude ;p)

tun mahathir suka japanese punctuality, precision and passion for detail.

tun mahathir suka + kagum sesangat dengan orang jepun nih, sampai dia mahu makin ramai orang malaysia yang jadi macam orang jepun.

cara untuk menjadikan impian tun mahathir itu satu kejayaan adalah dengan menghantar student2 malaysia untuk belajar di universiti2 di jepun, dengan harapan bila mereka pulang nanti, akan terbentuk satu komuniti malaysian yang mempunyai ciri2 kejepunan, dan komuniti ini diharap dapat mempengaruhi rakyat lain untuk mencontohi sifat2 kejepunan yang tun mahathir suka sangat tu.

kesimpulan nya, tun mahathir mahu supaya rakyat malaysia pon mampu bertukar jadi ultraman.

memang cantik sekali rancangan itu.

tapi seperti mana2 rancangan manusia, ianya tidak sempurna.

[note: aku dapat explanation nih daripada bekas setiausaha peribadi tun mahathir ketika kami tengah minum kopi kat doutour selepas menunaikan solat jumaat di sebuah surau dekat dengan stesen shin-okubo. of course la aku tambah perisa sket...]

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rancangan ini kurang sempurna kerana japanese work ethics tidak di ajar di universiti2 nasional jepun, tetapi hanya bole dipelajari apabila seseorang itu bekerja dengan syarikat jepun di negara jepun.

so kawan2 sekalian.

macam ini lah cara nya aku berfikir.

macam mana nak berkhidmat untuk negara.

adalah dengan menimba ilmu dan pengalaman bekerja dengan orang jepun, dalam syarikat jepun kat jepun.

sebab tu lah aku sengaja pilih syarikat yang tidak ada seorang pun pekerja malaysia.

aku masuk sorang2, dan hopefully aku bole buat kawan baru dan dapat memahami culture jepun sepenuhnya.

walaupon memang aku tidak nafikan, yang bekerja kat sini bukan lah mudah, tetapi aku kuatkan juga semangat.

bila aku dah rasa macam dah ada pengalaman, baru aku rasa aku boleh balik, dan tolong jump start project2 kat malaysia pula.

aku harap aku dapat ilmu dan pengalaman yang membolehkan aku mempengaruhi orang malaysia jadi ultramen, satria baja hitam, flashman, 5 ranger etc.

aku harap aku dapat menjadi 'jambatan' yang menghubungi malaysia dan jepun.

alamak, cakap besar plak aku nih.

tapi, itu lah motivasi aku buat masa nih.

motivasi ku adalah untuk memberi sumbangan kepada negara.

setengah juta punya budi, kena balas jugak walaupon orang tak minta.

[nota aneh: aku tak pernah lak dengar mana2 senior aku yang end up kerja dengan kerajaan. tidak ada seorang pon. majoriti yang kerja kat malaysia pon, masuk syarikat jepun juga. perkara aneh ini sebenarnya tidak lah aneh sangat. kerajaan nak pakai ke jurutera yang reti cakap bahasa jepun?]

epi dan kak na

selamat pengantin baru dan tahniah!

may you be blessed with a wonderful marriage until the end of times!

i'm truly happy for both of you.

kak na, please take good care of my brother!

sapa doh paser mah

Alhamdulillah, I arrived safely at home. I wanted to post this earlier, but I was pretty busy relaxing and chillin' in my hometown, the hot and dampy Pasir Mas.

So here it goes...

My Akita-Tokyo Shinkansen (bullet train) was like always, right on time. Even with the heavy snow, they always depart and reach its intended destination right on time. I have much respect to the Japanese public transportation system.

One would suspect a train moving at about 200km/h would be prone to nauseating shakiness, but let me tell you that the Shinkansen is the most comfortable way of transportation that I’ve ever experienced; it’s incredible that even at that speed, I could still piss straight in the toilet. And it’s quite quiet too!

I really enjoyed the ride because the scenery from my seat was absolutely stunning; my view is fixed on the window. I really liked how the heavy snow has turned the previously lush greenery, to majestic whites of trees, river banks and paddy fields.

The only unfortunate thing about it is that each attempt at taking a great picture to visualize it to you here has failed; the reason is obvious: the bullet train moves at such high speed that it is hard to take a picture without it being very blurry; I just gave up after a few tries, then I sat back and just enjoyed the scenery while listening to Halim Yazid on my mp3 player. I guess those beautiful sceneries should only be seen with one’s very own set of eyes.

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Upon arriving at Tokyo Station around 10:00 a.m, I rushed to change train and took the Yamanote Line to Hibiya, where I change to another line (I don’t remember the name) and took the rapid train to Narita Airport.

I arrived at Narita Airport around 11:30 a.m. and I immediately changed my winter outfit to summer ones… it’s quite warm inside the airport, and I’m about to go to a much warmer country in a couple of hours!

There was quite a long queue at the MAS check-in counter, so I waste no time and immediately lined up, as my flight is at 01:30 p.m.

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30 minutes later, I got to hand out my printed-out ticket reservation to the check-in counter, and as I explained to the MAS/ANA employee about how conveniently they have cancelled my flight and moved me to an afternoon flight that made me miss my domestic flight from Kuala Lumpur to Kota Bharu on that very same day, the lady behind the counter made an extremely sad face, like a kitten who got scolded by its owner for doing something naughty.

She then asked me to follow her to the ticket service counter, and there I was given a new domestic flight ticket and a hotel reservation papers for my stay in KL that night. Then two other MAS/ANA employee joined the counter-lady, and with much synchronization, they bowed and bowed some more, apologizing for all the hassle.

Actually, I was not really mad at the whole situation because I don’t really mind being late for a day; but their excessive apology really made me uncomfortable because they made it look like a MAJOR apology after a MAJOR fuck-up; like mistakenly kicking me in the balls with their hard-leather-made high-heels. I know there are some who might like it done to them, but not me!

Well, the way they apologized might seemed sincere and all, but knowing the well-developed culture of Japanese customer service, I guess that’s all in their manual book. They’re just doing what they are taught by their seniors.

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Anyways, the security check went well and I got to my seat as planned.

At first, I was being very defensive with the guy sitting next to me. I just said hello and then went into total silence as I read the book that I brought along.

Then when the afternoon meal was served, I just couldn’t hold the awkwardness anymore and tried to make small chat with him.

* The lunch menu for that day was just terrific; Gyudon with Soumen. Delicious! *

Although I knew my guess would be right that the guy sitting next to me is a Malaysian (Indian-Malaysian), I started my conversation in English, not in the national language Bahasa Melayu.

I don’t know why, maybe I thought that he would understand me better using orang-puteh-speak.

So begin the awkward conversation of two Malaysian nationals in a foreign language, instead of their own national language.

Then suddenly he spoke in Malay, in a distinctive Penang accent. I was so relieved! It was so rude of me to underestimate the language proficiency of my own fellow countrymen.

Anyways, the guy is an engineer for Hitachi, and he is going back to Malaysia after a week long briefing/meeting concerning a new product.

It was inevitable that our conversation would touch the topic that everyone talks about now: the Japanese (and global of course) economic meltdown.

He acknowledged the fact that his own company (Hitachi) is affected but he said that it was predicted that this fucked-up condition will only last until March, as the Japanese economy finishes its current fiscal year, in which every extra baggage are let go, to start a new fiscal new year a lot more stress-free, starting from April.

I hope he is right.

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The flight made a brief stop at Kota Kinabalu International Airport. I took this opportunity to perform my Solat, take a huge dump, and relax while I read The God Delusion by Richard Dawkins; just to fill in the waiting time.

I thought when I arrived at Kota Kinabalu, I could take a brief walk outside to breathe the air of Borneo for the first time, but they just won’t let me do it. I can only stay inside the small airport the whole 3 hours.

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I asked for the Spanish Chicken set for the in-flight dinner to Kuala Lumpur. My curiosity of how it would taste like helped me make this decision, but really, it was nothing special; it tastes like Ayam Masak Merah with extra tomato, and a lot milder. I finished my meal rather quickly, not leaving behind even a single seed of rice, like I always do.

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I arrived at KLIA rather late, at around 11:00 p.m.

Claimed my luggage, then I went straight to the elevator to go to the first floor.

As I reached for the close button, a lady with her luggage trolley came rushing in the elevator, relieved that she made it.

I asked her “which floor?”

Then she mumbled something about her baggage and what floor should she go to claim it. She looks exhausted, and I mysteriously find her bushy tired eyes… attractive. Maybe it’s because I’m flight-tired too.

Anyways, I was not in a hurry (although slightly tired) so I guided the Turkish lady to where she was supposed to be waiting.

As I left her to be on my way, she said “Terima Kasih” and gave me such a beautiful smile, I’m blogging about it.

Nothing beats an honest, friendly smile. That really made helping her worth it.

I wish I knew how to speak a little Turkish.

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The Concorde Inn room given to me was not that bad. It was quite spacey, clean and most importantly, FREE of charge.

I have an annoying trait (can this be called trait?) of not being able to go to sleep quickly if I’m in a place that I’m not used to, unless I was very tired. So I did push ups and sit ups till I have not one ounce of energy left, then I went to sleep.

I woke up at around 6:30 a.m. by the hotel staff’s morning call, washed my face, went outside for a little jog around the soccer field near my room, took a bath, brushed my teeth, long pisses and shit and all, then I went to take my breakfast at the hotel’s café.

I was pretty hungry so I ate a bunch of sliced beef, 2 plates of nasi lemak, some roti chanai, roti bakar, bihun goreng and 3 glasses of milk to wash all that down. Everything was tasty and nice. Me likey!

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My level of excitement jumped a couple of notches up as the plane gets closer and closer to the Sultan Ismail Petra Airport.

The landing was a little bit bumpy but I won’t waste any time worrying about it, so I smiled and waved goodbyes to the friendly air stewardesses as I rushed to baggage claim.

At the arrivals gate, I could see a bunch of people take turn welcoming and shaking hands with one of the passengers on the same flight as mine.

So apparently someone famous was on that plane.

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Carrying two heavy bags, I walked steadily towards 3 smiling faces that are very dear and close to my heart.

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“Ummi, sapo tadi hok oghe ghama-ghama ‘sale tuh?”

“Ooo tu la Khairy Jamaluddin”

“Sapo?”

“Cekak tok kena. Tu la ‘natu Pok Loh”

“Aaa kena, kena. Tapi bakpo maghi Klate nyo, sini ke banyok doh tuke kaghut?”

one pasir mas breakfast

nasi dagang lauk campur RM3

cha-kuey RM2

teh tarik instant

one pasir mas lunch

sup tulang

ikan goreng kicap

sotong masak merah (?)

mangga + ikan (apa nama nya?)

perfect combination?

one pasir mas police car

chotto kawaii kamo?!

balik mesia kejap!

i'm packing my bags.

i'm going home for a while.

Ya Allah moga perjalanan ku selamat dan menepati masa.

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i'm taking the earliest shinkansen at 6:00 a.m today, and i hope everything would be smooth so that i could catch my plane leaving at 01:30 p.m. i really hope the snow in akita won't cause any delay to my shinkansen.

my MAS flight would be making a brief stop at kota kinabalu first, before going straight to KLIA.

then i'm going to stay the night in a hotel provided by MAS in KL, while i rest and wait for the flight to kota bharu the next morning.

i hope i could perform my jumaa solat in the Masjid Besar Pasir Mas.

excited, i am.

can't wait to see my family.

blog student engineering jepun

sesetengah student kat mesia yg google pasal blog student engineering malaysia yg tengah study kat jepun, akan sampai ke blog aku nih, dan sesetengah daripada student itu pernah mail kat aku supaya bercerita sikit pengalaman aku sebagai student engineering di jepun.

kebanyakan daripada mereka nih merupakan student2 yg baru masuk pusat persediaan di malaysia untuk melanjutkan pelajaran di kolej2 atau pon universiti jepun nanti, so bole dikatakan mereka nih junior2 aku la.

so sebagai senpai (senior) yg prihatin lagi baik hati, aku cuba nak jawab salah satu soalan yg agak popular dikalangan mereka:

//susah tak belajar engineering dalam bahasa jepun nih?//

jawapan pendek yg aku boleh bagi: mana ada benda senang dalam dunia ni beb!

aku ambik course mechanical engineering (機械工学 kot b jepun), so aku hanya bole bagi pendapat pasal course ni aje lah.

walaupon aku cakap belaja mechanical engineering kat jepun nih tak senang, aku tak rasa yg course nih susah gila pon. seriously aku rasa belajar mechanical engineering kat mesia lagi susah.

nak tau kenapa?

sebab course mechanical engineering kat mesia lagi banyak assignment, lagi banyak report experiment kena buat, pastu tak kira quiz lagi, lecturer yg haram jadah ntah paper, sibuk nak kerja part-time la... macam2 lagi.

course mechanical engineering kat jepun plak amatlah simple. assignment takde la banyak pon, experiment pon takde la susah2, quiz takde org buat, lecturer plak, kalo korang reti bodek, memang senang2 aje dia nak bagi lepas satu2 subject tuh.

memang la belajar engineering kot bahasa jepun ni susah, tapi bila ko dah diletakkan dalam satu tempat dimana bahasa itu la yg akan menyelamatkan ko, lama kelamaan akan jadi biasa la.

toksah risau sangat pasal bahasa, asal korang kuat berusaha, mesti ramai orang jepun yg akan tolong; tapi of course la kena buat kawan ngan org jepun dulu kan?

so pesanan aku kepada kohai2 (junior) di mesia, korang jgn risau sangat pasal bahasa. lama2 tu biasa la. yang paling penting nak survive sebagai student engineering kat jepun ni adalah semangat ganbaru - berusaha.

perkataan ganbaru itu sendiri memang dah jadi perkataan kegemaran org jepun. so untuk survive dalam enviroment jepun, korang pon kena banyak tiru gaya jepun.

kena gigih sket buat kerja, jgn sloppy, kalo bole buat kerja cepat2 tapi elakkan kesilapan.... benda2 mcam tu la. lagi penting adalah menepati masa. ni memang kena jaga gila kalo nak duk dalam komuniti kat sini.

eh... aku rasa mcam aku tercakap lebih2 plak... sebenarnya ada aje student mesia yg lambat, tak tepati masa, malas pastu asyik buat kesilapan aje, tapi bole survive gak duk kat jepun nih... aku la tu hahahaha.

anyways, walau macam mana pon, study pening2 kat sini, usaha kuat2 pon, salah satu element yg aku rasa memang penting gila untuk student kat jepun ialah tidak lain tidak bukan:

ENJOY !!!

seriously, duit dapat tak kan nak simpan kot? kena la enjoy untuk hilangkan stress sehari2. baru la bole perform sket dlm menghadapi ujian2 seterusnya!

sebagai penamat, sebagai student engineering jepun, aku rasa amat bertuah dapat peluang untuk melanjutkan pelajaran kat sini. dulu time interview jpa, aku letak US sebagai first choice, UK sebagai second choice pastu Japan sebagai third choice; tapi aku sungguh berterima kasih kepada kegeniusan pegawai2 JPA yg bagi aku punya third choice, sebab aku rasa kalo aku pegi UK ke US ke untuk belajar engineering, aku tak rasa experience nya serupa mcam kat Jepun.

sebab jepun nih negara pelik.

*tapi sebenarnya, aku dapat Jepun sebab result SPM aku tak hebat mana. time tu, hanya top scorer aje yg diaorg bagi gi US ngan UK. yg result hampes mcam aku nih dia bagi pegi Jepun aje, negara yg tak ramai student engineering nak pegi. sebab nya? of course la sebab kat Jepun nih diaorg tak pakai ENGLISH.

*aku dulu ambik diploma dulu baru buat degree, dan aku rasa proses mcam ni lagi menarik sebab dapat rasa practical (diploma) ngan theory (degree) dalam engineering. so kira pendedahan tu lagi luas la sket, walaupon ambik masa yg lebih lama berbanding mereka yg buat degree from the start.

haa itu la sedikit cerita pasal being an engineering student kat jepun nih. tapi tu lah, mungkin korang rasa susah nak belajar engineering kat jepun, tapi aku dengar student engineering kat jerman lagi la susah. mengikut cerita memba aku yg belajar kat sana, memang jarang benar nak jumpa student malaysia yg tak perlu ulang setahun dua.

so bersyukur la ngan apa yg ada.

yg penting usaha gigih dan ikhlas. the rest tu kita serahkan pada yg Esa.

pastu gi karaoke jangan lupa ;)