Being creative

When Nadzri (Mcbudu) hurriedly made a move at Mddiah's place that day to send his kids off to the Art Class, it came to my mind, waa..this daddy really has a vision!.. Dr M, when he was in premiership used to say Malaysians are less creative people..Why? an Australian leader also used to say he would rather have a creative citizen over a clever one. Why? You ought to figure it out yourself. But all I can say, in this great big phantasmagorical world, creative ppl rules...they are survivors.

As for me, the pinnacle of my passion for art was somewhere in early 90s which was more into paintings. Be it oil, watercolor, acrylics, gouche, pastel or pencil, I value them all. In those days I could spend hours loitering around the Central Market during weekends to just watching artists like Ajees, Dino, Suria etc putting ideas and talents onto their canvases. I didnt mind taking a walk to the National Art Gallery or the Petronas Gallery just by myself to view the paintings or art exhibitions at those places. And I never felt exhausted strolling along the Petaling Street just to look for art materials in a few well known shops such as Nanyang etc. Eventhough I had no talent in painting, I was always willing to part with my money in hi quality art materials like rembrants, windsor and newton, talons,rowney georgian, etc. Mind you..those items are common among the established artists or the pros. Some of those stuff are still there in my safekeeping. I guess they're still useable, in case there are friends who want them for their kids, just let me know. I dont have much time to pursue this passion since life is quite hectic these days especially.

One thing I regret about my childhood days was that I'd never been exposed to the works of those great masters be it local or foreign. I never knew Hossein Anas, Jaafar Taib, etc. not to mention Winslow Homer, Monet, Renoire,or even Van Gogh. In secondary days, I was in science stream and art was a subject unheard of. Once again, kudos to my buddy Nadzri (Mcbudu) and hassan (nice gentleman) for having the courage giving a chance to their kids indulging themselves in the world of arts. Believe me, these kids would become more creative compared to those who never get the chance. Some parents would rather subscribe to RM89 pay TV, and let their small kids watching cartoon network day and night than paying for the kids' art class fees. I'm sorry for the kids.

As for me, one of the greatest obstacles in pursuing my passion in arts is that I'm color-blind....that's it...

'A masterpiece of a color-blind artist'

Masih Di sini II

Laluan Sutera.....kdg2 aku lebih suka melalui jalan ini dengan membayar toll RM1, tapi agak selesa. Taman Bukit berhampiran, .......

The road to a friend's home is never long

Dec 24th,.. I've been invited by Mddiah for a lunch at his house in Rawang Perdana. I got the invitation via phone call and a couple of sms. I never had the heart to disapoint a nice cool friend like him. I knew he really meant it...

As I reached the Rawang toll, I got a call from nadzri (budakbudu) informing me he was about to reach mddiah's house. Unfortunately he couldnt afford to guide me in details becos he's too quite an alien to the area. Feeling lost in Rawang, a small bustling town, I stopped at McD to call nadzri who later passed the call to Mddiah for the directions. Mddiah told me to wait because he would come and get me from there. I never meant to bother him, just the directions would do. So kind of him, I just couldnt resist it... he came and escorted me all the way to his home. Feeling like a VIP, ... I was so touched.

heavy traffic on the way to mddiah's

At Mdddiah's place Nadzri (budakbudu) and Adnan were already there soothing themselves at the corner of the lovely manicured garden enjoying the beats of quarry blasting nearby, while their families were inside. Nadzri said they were just waiting for my arrival to officiate the launching of mddiah's Nasi Beriani Gam,.. Timing was perfect then, since from the morning I didnt eat anything, just a cup of nescafe to kick start my day.... It was fun to have a get together once in awhile. We chatted, we laughed....(yes, in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, for in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed). We talked about anything, the present, the past and the future... We helped each other recalled stories and names.. though there are some memories still intact in each other's mind and unintentionally certain names like Laily Sofia, Sherry etc cropped up in the conversation, ,..they were personalities of our time. Sadly, these ppl never knew of our existence back then.

The nasi beriani was so delicious...me and Nadzri did a few top ups.... I feel glad for being part of this get together which I enjoyed it so much and looking forward for another. I didnt snap pics since I forgot my cam in the car. Thanks Mddiah and Norita for the warm reception. May happiness and prosperity be with you and family always.

A Little Nightmare

Last Saturday, Dec 17th., I was at the Alamanda looking for some goods that are not readily available in Kajang. After getting those stuffs, I walked around, had a drink at RASA, and then after an hour when nothing else to look for, I decided to go home. I paid my parking ticket at one of the machines before I headed to Level P5 parking lots. Then I slowly walked to the spot where my car was parked..lot 48 I recalled. To my surprise the car wasn't there.. I looked and looked around. I began to become panic and more panic. I tried hard to remain composed, but I couldnt. I was in the shocking state...and I just didnt believe I had to face this kinda mishap that really sent shivers down my spine and moments that really took my breath away. Losing a car can be a real tragedy with some troublesomes you have to endure in days or even years to come. I pray not to go through all these. Again, I searched and searched every nook and cranny of that P5 level but to no avail... though there were not many cars on that level that afternoon.

At last I began to feel tired, losing hopes, frustrated, dumbfounded, and regrets. With all those mixed feelings I had to force my mind to accept the facts that I've lost my babe.. I then decided to make a report to security official before further steps to be taken. So I entered the mall again and as I tried to make a call to a friend about this tragedy, I passed the entrance,.. entrance of P5 Selatan .....P5 Selatan ? *?#?

But then, I just felt like I'd woke up from a dream....my eyes opened wide, I looked things around me carefully,...Ohh no, sh*t... I was at the wrong side of the mall !! My car was actually parked at level P5 Utara...... which is at the opposite side and quite a distance from P5 Selatan but they are almost the same in layout. I then rushed to the P5 Utara...THANK GOD.....that dark blue so-called korean beauty (as budakbudu called it) was still there standing calm and stylishly....Darn u.....

Though you're not a Ferrari, Porsche or even a Jag...I just cant imagine of losing u.

Fanatik pada yg fantastik

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Ntah mana aku letak folder sijil2 sekolah aku...aku harap semua tak hilang, mungkin ada kat opis. Kalo hilang, tandanya aku takkan gatai tangan lagi apply apa2 benda promotion in future.. Yang ada cuma folder lama. Masa belek2 folder lama warna oren tu, terjumpa satu keratan akhbar lama ...he he, satu coretan masa aku tgh rajin dan fanatik mengikuti perkembangan bolasepak tanahair suatu ketika dulu.

Dulu tahun 89 dan awal 90an aku agak fasih dan tak gagap bila berbicara pasal senario bolasepak semi-pro era tu, masa tu sebut jer pemain mana.. aku kenal, termasuk pemain2 simpanan. Rajin sungguh aku, sampai dua kali aku hantar komen dlm paper Utusan..tapi pakai nick Pemerhati Bebas. Pastu pernah sekali call NST , teka dan komen sikit pasukan mana akan menang final Piala Malaysia tahun tu, terpampang nama aku, masa tu nama betul.. macam bagus je....hehe. Kalau aku minat dgn hobi tu sanggup buat apa yg mampu..kalau study tak mau plak camtu..Masa tu aku pun ada t-shirt, cap, muffler.....selalu beli majalah2 pantang ada citer Yop atau team yg sensasi cam Singapura etc...

Mmg fanatik sikit aku dgn bola semi-pro masa tu...ramai star2 pulak tu,...Azizol Abu Hanifah, Abas Saad, Alan Davidson, Fandi Ahmad adalah antara bintang yg aku kagum ...dan pasukan yg buat aku jadi 'kipas susah mati' masa tu ialah pasukan Kejor Yop Kejor, sama cam mr. clarias..hehe.. Masa tu kalo pasukan Yop main kat KL atau Paroi... aku sedaya-upaya pergi..member2 yg aku ajak tu negeri mereka kurang menyerlah zaman tu cam Melaka dsbnya tapi minat bola, dan aku suruh mrk sokong Yop baru aku belanja..kalau tidak sorry. Nengok kat stadium ni lebih thrill, dan lebih adrenalin rushnya. Lagi satu kalau Yop menang, happy sungguh masa balik tu sampai susah pulak aku nak tidor...esok atau hari Isninnya pulak murah hati belanja member2 minum pagi pukul 10 utk meraikannya. Itu kalau menang, kalau Yop kalah siap ler utk menyorok, tak turun minum seminggu. Sbb masa tu mmg hebat sgt gaduh kutuk mengutuk pasal bola ni..antara seteru utama pasukan Yop kat tempat kerja masa tu ialah penyokong selangor, terengganu ...huh.. kutukan mereka begitu pedih, sinis dan berbisa..

Tapi sejak gejala jual permainan, bookie etc, dan star2 yg aku minat tu terlibat dan kena buang daerah dsbnya...aku dah tak fanatik lagi...walaupun entah bila2 sesekali member ajak tgk final melibatkan team Yop aku pun contact member kampong utk dptkan bbrp tiket free. Ada sekali tu aku dpt 4 tiket dan 4 t-shirt free, sorang member aku org melaka pulak yg lebih excited nak pergi utk rasmikan kereta barunya yg baru keluar hari tu ke bukit jalil..tapi malang, masa balik tgk kereta baru dia kena calar, tak pasal-pasal...

Skang aku dah tak tau satu abok pun ttg citer bolasepak tanahair ni...tak kenai pun saper pemain2, pegawai2....yg aku kenai dan yg masih ada...Raja Ahmad Zainuddin yg aku puji melambung2 dlm komen akhbar kat atas tu. Mungkin jugak sikit sebanyak komen2 aku tu membuka luas mata org pada dia...he he..dalam dunia ini byk yg berkemungkinan..

p/s: dlm komen paper tu aku terkutuk pahang sikit.....to budakbudu, I really owe u an apology.....he he..