Saturday, September 25, 2010


Salam~
I must say that am lucky that I am given the opportunity to meet nice people through twitter. To name one, let me start with bro LMK,Quoting what bro LMK, twitter handheld name
@limmengkeong about writing :

“If we put constructive things up and more people read,learn and understand..we might be contributing something for good”.

That line appeared when we were having a conversation about current twitter environment.
As I’d mention before in my previous that was about twitter, for those
who had been quite a while on twitter can really feel the uneasiness on how people far people want to prove themselves until sometimes it became an exhibition, gallery of stupidity.

True bro LMK said, sometimes we do not need to justify that we are right, no point if it will end up in nothing but a conflict. We all have to learn to let go and let God.

Earlier of the day today, I got a tweet that rather puzzled.














I was in the meeting room when I read it. That tweet was NOT a reply to any of my tweets but rather just a PERSONAL ATTACK on me that appeared to that person’s 4130 follower’s home timeline and visitors of that person’s twitter profile. To reply and to mention someone in your tweets are totally two different things all together. In this case, my name was mentioned in the tweet.


To have my twitter handheld name getting the fame, partly it is kind of cool though. I would not question the motive on sending such tweet to me, if it made that person feels better writing what tweeted to me, I am glad it did. I hope it made that person’s day coz at the end of the day, it did make mine in a way! ;) No doubt, it felt good to know someone took the trouble to tweet about you to the 4k plus followers! *bliss* I was that important today :)

I could have posted the tweet on a forum, or RT or argue with that person on twitter, but hey, what can we achieve by doing that? To show that person is a loser? But really, other than that…?

My point is ladies and gentlemen, as I remind myself and all of you, be sensible when you feel like mentioning about someone in your tweet, get your facts right and try to avoid ending up sounded far from anything close to smart. ouch! ;)

xoxo
eyem3





Friday, September 24, 2010

Insensitive? I let u decide :)


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It was in the Holy month of Ramadhan when I was in my car driving to work. The traffic was surprisingly heavy as usual, just as I thought it should be clearer as many started to take their raya leave. Even radio DJ like Nadia of Fly FM was already on leave at that time.

Me? I never have a hometown. My grandparents' place is here. Thus, I never got to experience the rush, the feel of 'balik kampung'.

It was just another fine morning when i turned the usual radio station that I listen to everyday. That day, the topic was on fasting. The DJ, was trying to fast or a full day. I have nothing against the idea of getting to know what is fasting all about and how does it feels to fast like a Muslim in the month of Ramadhan.

Towards building an Alliance of Civilization, it is important to understand cultural differences in order to accept one another. Parallel to our 1Malaysia concept, it is about acceptance.

So where did this good intention does not sound as good anymore?


1. As it is, fasting is a religious practice, not a racial based practice. Thus, if he really wanted to try it out, he should have gotten someone to really guide him not just on not eating and drinking, but the whole concept of fasting itself.

2. He did ask listeners to call in and helped him with the DOs and DONTs of fasting. Personally, some of his reactions and comments about it made him sound like ridiculing the practice.

3. That also include countless amount of grumbles and counting down of hours etc etc. Dear MrDJ, fasting is compulsory for us, unless exceptional cases. Are you trying to send the message on how torturous it is to fast? To begin with, NO ONE asked you to fast anyway.

4. Last but not least, during the rush hour, the dj at that time contacted our MR-fasting-dj to checkout on him. Minus all the non sense at the opening sentences..these words poked my ear the most….


“ MY BREATH SMELLS…bla bla bla. IT IS LIKE SMELLING A BAD GAS INTO MY MOUTH! “

Honestly, my ears could not bear it anymore. Yes Mr DJ, some people do have that breath especially when fasting. I would rather appreciate such comments did not surface on air at all either. Since it was just a few days before raya, many missed that part of the conversation..but for those who heard it, none claimed it was good to listen to either….



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*I drafted this post before raya..but I never post it. If this is what ENTERTAINMENT all about, I don’t mind being the weirdest person on planet to feel that grumblings about a religious practice is entertaining at all.Just me 2 cents.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

the other world call Twitterverse~


More than a year ago, I got to know about this social network that seemed very
new to me at that time.among the big names i followed was dato tony, kj,
paris hilton and some others.

At first it was real fun reading the home timeline... especially when i started
to follow news updates. It was all up to date and for me, this social network
is even nicer than FB in terms of getting live updates.

It's real time and all it needs was just to follow tweeps that give interesting
updates. time passed and things evolved as well.From tweeting on web,
I myself now tweets on my mobile.

As time passed by,more and more people are on twitter as well.
from just people plainly micro-blogging about themselves or gossiping
about others, it had now evolved into an almost a small chat sphere.

Timelines now do not seem to fill with life stories and updates,now it also
filled with grudges,slander,taunts and many non positive ones.furthermore,
nowadays tweeting reply to someone else, will also caught attention of another
tweeps that may result a sarcastic reply to you, or some other kind of replies.

It is ironic how twitter actually provide its user with UNFOLLOW option,it is
in other words telling someone u can choose to UNFOLLOW anyone if you dont feel
like reading his/her tweets. another option is the BLOCK option which you may
use. However, when people that wanted freedom of expression and so-called right
to speak up what they claimed to be the truth,started to BLOCK other who
actually reply and express to them, it's total void. My personal view, it is
just being a big time hypocrite.Euww.

Things can really get messy on twitter especially when you actually have
politicians and hardcore supporters as well. In a way, at some point, in
certain environment, twitter turned into a black and white ground.You cannot
seem to be someone in between.A general statement replied to figures, may
become a retaliation or caused uncertain reaction onto others.

Personally, it is sad to see how it's losing its balance.Some can even get
very judgemental, immature and even worse, unclever on twitter.These mighty
140 characters can really kill a person,literally.

I myself have my own ups and down in twitter. Being misunderstood,
challenged and countless sacarstic replies had been among the part of
parcel of being on twitter.

Someone once told me that, "The best people to tell stories,
are the people who tells their own stories". I guess in twitter, "The best
people for you to follow, are the people that tweets about their ownself".
Be it their rantings, experience or views...

You may get irritated, annoyed, or burning with anger on certain tweets, but
always remember, there's always options called UNFOLLOW and BLOCK.

You neither become a champ nor a loser on twitter.everyone has always
something to share, be it right,partially right or totally wrong.For me,
'debating', 'arguing', or what ever you want to call it on twitter,
is just like an angry couple arguing on sms. Well, no matter how good you think
you are, it does not really solve things..Quite a waste of time.

Well, as long as the situation permits, you will always see me on twitter with
at least a tweet a day ;)

you are free to follow me on twitter, as i unlocks new adventures in my daily life.

twitter name : eyem3

you are always welcome to follow, and unfollow me anytime ;) hihihi

Last but not least,
"Win through your Actions, Never through Argument"

Happy tweeting tweethearts~ welcome to twitterverse ;)




Monday, September 13, 2010

Wherever you are...be there.

"Walking slowly through the crowd allows me to connect with people and know their needs. WithdrAwing frm the crowd allows me to think of wAys to Add value to them"






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Tuesday, September 07, 2010

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri


Kata Al-Ghazali:

Yang Jauh Itu Waktu,

Yang Dekat Itu Mati,

Yang Besar Itu Nafsu,

Yang Berat Itu Amanah,

Yang Mudah Itu Berbuat Dosa,

Yang Panjang Itu Amal Soleh,

Yang Indah Itu Saling Maaf & Memaafkan.

Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir & Batin kepada semua dari Aimi Arina :)

Monday, September 06, 2010

Dada, dadi and who will not miss her ketupat palas?

Salam..

Ramadhan is reaching its end..and as always, this sad feeling will come about.
There is no other month like Ramadhan.. it's always speacial in its own way.

Today, i went to my Dadi (grandma) and Dada (grandad) grave. Both of them are from my dad's side.Dada passed away when i was a little kid.. i remembered that i could not see Dad for the last time coz my parents felt that I was too small to attend the funeral. Thus,I was sent to my baby sitter's place.I could not remember much at that time, other than waiting for my mum and dad to come and pick me up..My favourite pic with Dada holding me in his arm and I had a small fish shape multicolor sling bag. That was the picture I has with Dada, the last Raya with had together. Years after that, it was just with Dadi.

My Dadi, was a very beautiful lady. Trust me, at the very old age of hers, she still got the style ;)
She could understand and converse in Hindi well..She does not need to look at the subtitle when watching Hindi movies.That is one thing that I regretted not learning from her. Though I do picked up some Hindi words, but I do wish I could converse in Hindi, just like her. :) She could speak english, malay n hindi. My dadi was awesome.

However, as usual..being a typical human, I must admit that I took the time she was still around for granted.During her final years, I did not make much efforts to visit and spend time with her much. Yes, I was in the boarding school at that time, but looking back at that time, it should not be an excuse at all.I remembered very clearly.. that morning, when I wasin my english class in Theaterette 6. I was called out of the class to go to the office.. at that moment, I felt something
was really wrong.. When I was told that Dadi passed away, the only thing that went through my mind at that time was, oh God,please let me see her for the last time.

From Melaka,we rushed all the way to Bangsar's mosque.It felt like ages for me to reach Bangsar.. we even got stopped halfway on the highway by traffic police for speeding. At that time, I learnt that traffic police officers do have hearts.We told that we are rushing to grandma's funeral..I remembered we were very teary at that time. We got off from being summon.I reached on time, they were bathing dadi.. I got to see her. At that time, I realised that I have no
more grandparents. My dadi was the last..my grandparents on my mum's was not around way even before I was born.Aidilfitri will never be the same.The following Aidilfitri..I really missed dadi.

For those of you that still have your grandparents..cherish your time with them. When they are gone, nothing you could do to patch all the lost time with them and things that you thought you should do. It will all be just too late to regret and painful to forget.pls pls plssss love your grandparents and appreciate them well, while they are still around.

My raya routine after that...

Beraya at my house.. Go to mak wok's house (my babysitter + Godparents)..and later to Aunty Noor's place (Mum's elder sister)

Aunty Nor...

Aunty Nor..is my mum's elder sister. The best Ketupat Palas maker in town. I could really save my tummy for her ketupat palas. So far, I never get to taste another ketupat palas that is as good as hers. Two things that I really looked forward when it comes to her place, ketupat palas and her colourful apam.It tastes so good that you could take 10 in one go.Apart from all that, Aunty Nor's place had always been the meeting point of my mum's side on 1st day of raya.

Why Aunty Noor is close to heart, one thing as far I as I could remember, she's always nice to me. Never i felt intimidated or being put down by her before..Futhermore, she was a very encouraging person in her own way.She may not understand what I study, or what technical stuffs that I am talking about.. but as far as I could remember, she was never discouraging let
alone try to put me down in front of anyone. That's Aunty Nor to me.

Life had been very hectic with me during my final semester. That was even when I developed all these unwanted pimples as well. After my last paper for my final exam in May this year,I had to clear everything coz i am done for good,if everything went through. I was really tired..after my last paper, I had only 10 days to prepare my stuffs to go to Rio for the 3rd UNAOC Forum.I thought everything would be fine and should have no problem.I came back home, very charged up to prepare for Rio. That weekend, I spent my time to prepare for Rio and went for Thomas Cup as well.I slept late and intended to wake up late the following day...which was a Monday.

In the morning, my mum woke me up.. Aunty Nor fell at home, she got admitted in the hospital.I was too cranky at that time, and made my regret of the year... I did not follow mum and dad to the hospital.When they got back, they told me she fell and somehow they got to talk to her coz she was got conscious.However, later that night, things went bad.. and she was
unconscious..went into coma.That week, we were making trips to Serdang hospital almost everyday.

At that point of time, I felt so weak.. I had my sick aunt in mind, and my Rio trip to prepare.I had to juggle things up and it was not easy.On Thursday, we were told that her organs were failing..we were all praying the best for her.Solat Hajats were done and lots and lots of prayers..

On Friday 21st May 2010..right after the Zuhur's azan..she left us. We were so devastated. Since she was admitted on Monday,she was only conscious once..and after that, she was unconscious as well as sedated.I really felt the lost...One thing that always ringing in my mind when it comes to her, was one of our last conversations together.. which she told me quite repeatedly.."Aunty suka dengar aimi bercakap"- she likes it when I speak. Never knew that will be the last words
from her.When I was on Awani's Sudut Pandang, I do have her in mind. I know that she will definitely will be in front of tv to check me out to listen to me speak...if she's around.

For the first time in my life, I did not care about my birthday at all..her funeral was held on the next day which was on my birthday.The next day, her funeral was held in the morning and tahlil in the evening. I felt like crying when bro LMK made everyone sang me a birthday song when I met him and the others at the Bgsrtweetup which I had to drop by in order to complete some assignments to prepare for my Rio trip.I was just too tearful.That little deed really made my day..but it still could not take the sorrow away. That saturday night, tahlil continued..and it was even more touching when my uncle (aunty's hubby) lead the prayers and Yassin recital.A husband that every girl would dream of...

Sunday, tahlil continued..but I could not make it. Had to check on my Rio trip..my flight to Rio de Janeiro was on Monday.When the plane took off, I was such in a mixed feeling..I was not as excited as I was weeks before.I remembered sleeping almost throughout the journey.I was just too mentally and physically tired.

Now that Aunty is not around anymore..Raya will never be the same again.Miss her dearly.

This year's raya..
It'll be just my house.. and mak wok's place.on tummy note,no more ketupat palas to look forward..ask anyone whom had tasted it before,

who will not miss her ketupat palas?



*semoga ketiga2 arwah that I mentioned in this post dicucuri rahmat oleh Allah swt*


Wsalam.

Thursday, September 02, 2010

Happy Merdeka Day!

Salam All~

Happy 53rd year of independence to Malaysia my heart n soul :)

As much as I agree with my former PM, to retain the independence is also as challenging to fight for it.

May Malaysia live strong well and prosperous :)

I love u Malaysia~







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