Joke For The Day

A worldwide survey was conducted by the UN. The only question asked was:

"Would you please give your honest opinion about solutions to the food shortage in the rest of the world?"

The survey was a huge failure...

In Africa they didn't know what "food" meant.

In Eastern Europe they didn't know what "honest" meant.

In Western Europe they didn't know what "shortage" meant.

In China they didn't know what "opinion" meant.

In the Middle East they didn't know what "solution" meant.

In South America they didn't know what "please" meant.

And in the USA they didn't know what "the rest of the world" meant

Muwauuu,Moore or Muar?

To Malaccan Muwauu.. with a thick accent has a close historical linkage.
Some say Parameswara saw his kancil at Muar and latter proceed to Melaka,Both are situated at river bank.Any world civilization are situated close to a river.Source of livelyhoodness.I grew up next to a river.The Sungai Air Molek.Hmmm..What a memory.I will tell the story latter not at moment.

What really drives me to write is my fav.hanging out place, a small not sleezy sleepy town but a small town 20 miles from my solok.Muar,yes
I spent 2 years in Muar learning how to learn.The town where bicycle overtakes cars.Must say it the least polluted place I have ever come across.Bicycle the main transportation.
Yes,the kodok?hmmm....serba lengkap and halus perkertinya.Somebody should write a song of something of 'Gadis Muar' or Muar Blues.
Yes our premier father Dato Onn Jaffar hails from Mooree.

Ghazal,is made known by Muarian,Ustaz Fadzil Ahmad and Arwah Pak Chik Ahmad Jusoh the mestro of Maharani Ghazal Party hail from Muar.You should be there when Maharani Ghazal Party was at it peak.They even have a belly dancer.
Once the party begins it rocks till morning beb!And it sure rock on till dawn together with Arwah Pak Chik Wahid my ghazal and gambus guru.They such do rock-on.
Arwah Pak Chik Wahid recently pass away pecefully due to asthma cronic attack.His skill on tabla in particular is amazing.A multi instrumentalist.There was in one occasion,he was on a Grand-Piano at ASK auditorium hall.I was really shock to hear him on the Yahama grand piano doing solo on late Tan Sri.Ramlee's "Ibu".
One solid tune and what struck me was that was the last tune I heard him playing and a week late he meets his Lord.Alfatiha.

Together with Dato Johari Salleh,he leads the DBKL oskrestra.Pak Wahid as he is affectionaly,known leads the traditional section.What a man,petit in size ,but massive talent,gifted naturally without any impressive music qualification from so call Berkelly Sch.of Music or LRSM.Once he,hit a note particullary on tabla on par with Zakir Hussien beb?His Rabita hits 44/60.Even 'Take Five of Dave Brubeck' only hits 25/60.And this is from a man whom is little known to the world and he hails from Muar.

For Muarian,Muar is pronounce as Mooore.Hmm....only the Muarian knows to pronounce it.Tanjung has deep meaning for me.I cant explain why.Latter perhaps.Thinking of Muar, and your mind will definitely conjure up images of delicious and inexpensive food. Muar, which is also known as Bandar Maharani, is a popular place for food that is served to you by the many food stalls and restaurants found scattered throughout the city. This picturesque town is located on the Muar River, which in the older days, was the main reason for its growth as the river was a means of transportation. Following the southern side of the river mouth, you can take a leisurely drive/stroll along the tree-lined Jalan Tanjung and admire the beautiful park, old colonial and government buildings as well as mosques.
Muar is also all about "Mee Bandung Muar". To many, nothing beats the original taste of the noodles from Johor itself. Mee Bandung Muar is all about the gravy, which is a thick concoction of prawn and chili paste that is blended together and mixed with beef soup. The gravy is then poured over a bowl of noodles, and enhanced by some beansprouts and a sprinkle of egg slices, bean curd and beef.

Aha....dont forget the cream puff and coke flote at Kim Leng cafe.The soto Ayam,the shop next to the Sahara Coffee House.
After a day field trip I hop back to my sleepy hollow 'Solok' riding on ominni bus M.O.S.That is how the $25 Federal Minor scholarship been spent,on food in Muar and at Muar Book Store at Jln.Salleh.

Take a closer look.Not to forget the chappati near the Padang round about leading to Jln.Parit Sulong Batu Pahat.Any change Muarian??

Know Your Roots Man!!!

Hmm...

This is will take us a long way....

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15 Feb · Wed 2006

The End of the Internet ?
WIth the recent announcement of how some larger Internet providers (AOL, Yahoo!) will be charging businesses to send certified e-mail, this article from The Nation may not be as ridiculous as the title sounds.

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An Old Vintage Wine......hmmm...Yes Indeed!!

Hmmm........yes sir, he sure does, together with his generation he does move us in the right direction.He was one of the early birds in Radio broadcasting during the Beatles hip era via his husky golden voice he taught us those 'solok' guys the proper English,right pronuncation,proper intonation plus the music of Nat King Cole to Bee Gees 'Staying Alive'.He done us proud I am sure his other half and children is dammed proud of his modest achievement.

Very well indeed,I patiencely waits for his weekly radio show every Sunday precisely at 10am for 2 hours.That old faithful A4 battery operated 'Singer' we had at home is mine for that particular hour.Me at that particular hour will be cleaning my white canvass 'Bata' shoes,yeap school the next day,has to be neat and tidy for Monday assembly or else, I get the best 2 or if it's my unlucky day it will be the best 4 from Mr.Kumara Dass at the Cadet Room.
Pick and choose the ammo,he surely do have an ample collection of yessss....'CANES ' I mean,yeap...the one which whack our backside when we had a discipline problems,it landed on me a few times.
Sure do learn my lesson well.
He taught us English via his chats in the radio.
New words and proper grammer usage.I pick it from him.
Listening tentatively to his husky voice every Sunday,the'Kee Huat Radio Show' he was the show host and it did survived a couple of seasons till I am able to write a love letter.

Yes, I learn to write my ever first love letter by listening to his show.
It was the S.W.A.K and the Jeremy era.The sweet face of the main child actor whom ran off with his girlfriend to Venice......alah I forgotten his name.I think it was Mark ...something!It was before Linda Blair and her Excoist mania.
That film really inspire Bollywood to produce another block buster movie of that era"Bobby". Not to mention Hawaii 5-o with that handsome looking Steve Megarrat and his assistent Danny or weekly sit-com 'The Brady Bunch' and that handsome David Cassidy on 'The Partridge Family'.

Me,a 'solok ' guy watching that show? Yes indeed.....!!!
Will be arguing with my sibs if the wrestling programme is on.I know that is not my t.v day then.One t.v for a couple of family to share.
That was how is was then!
Am I bragging about the post independence socio climate?
No not at all,but by back tracking, that is how we learned to sort our present.

Anybody who doesn't? so be it!!

Why did I write this yeh?
I am not too sure in pronouncing either 'TOKOK or Tokoh'?
That what his blogspot name is!!
Yes he is Mr............ to me I call him Sir Patrick Teo.

To me Tokok means rambling, but, you sir... might have thought of probably the manglish meaning ie.'talk-cork' ie. idle conversation.
Tokoh is personality which definately, you has that.

You....a 'Tokoh' to me and a few others of my batch sir...... I can be sure of that!
You sir,you has that charm, inspiring our generation with those soft melody,
yeah... the clean cut sound, no distortion compared to todays MIDI gadget which most of todays musician used.With the aid of 'Cake Walk' a dump fool could sell his CD's at any back lane an claim it original....'inhouse made' lah brother!!!I am talking where music is played in a group.

A joint effort of a team producing quality sound.Quality showmanship and quality master piece.There is a diffrence between 'evergreen and classic'.

Stairsway to Heaven is classic but Green Grass of Home is evergreen.So do Carmilla by Ebiet that is classic and may more........

I know ...is not rock and roll but something of Lobo or Neil Diamond or Carpenters is 'ok' to our big brother.
Yes, I know our Big Bro is a bit of pain in the....at times.
Back then, yes I know.....big bro is watching us.

I remember our big bro has a rubber stamp on Rod Steward 'Maggie Mae' or Stairsways To Heaven' Definate no play air time.

I dont understand why they censor 'The Revolvers'.They were great, instead every sunday we has to listen to the tune Beauatiful Sunday,I forgoten the group! opphs sorry, either!

I am sure if our Big Bro then gave a lee way to our local group air time,I am positively a sure our Artist performersare as good as our regional counter part if not better.They even gave 'Heavy Machine' a hard time.To jazz freak like me 'NO' so call music of jazz in the air time.

Instead we listen to 'Seriosa' a version of todays Pavarroti?in TV2.

We are the by product of what we see,feel,listen and THINK!!

No wonder it take ages for us to pick up the pieces?
Well......that was the rules back then.
Your comand of elementary English without any accent,straight and grammatically correct improved our written weekly composition tremendeosly.

During my High School tenure together with Nuruddin, we would sneak to a corner of the hostel block to listen to your programme tentatively.
Believe me sir,Nuruddin is another 'Solok' guy, his solok is much further then my 'solok',he is from Bukit Senggeh somewhere near Selandar our minister of 'Human Resources' constituency.
Belief me this guy he specks the 'Nogori English',but man...his written English is explict,belief me..... he got an A1 for English 121 of MCE 1976.
How do we 'The Solok Guys' pick up the language?
Simple answer...
......by tuning to your radio programme.
Its amazing the radio!! it teaches us to be an avid listerner not a watcher as tv does or what ever gadget we have now.
From the portable battery operated size A4 we diguest your word.

Yes sir the 'Solok Guys' made it,by learning how to learn.

Together with your generation of broadcaster Pak Chik Alias,Pak Chik Yahaya Long Chik,Kakak Rubiah Lubis,Abang Nornikman Dadameah and of course our mam Auntie Faridah Merican,we learn the basis English,useage,pronunciation,
expression using the correct process of 'Learning how to Learn' method that is 'Shut Up and Listen'
That is how we were taught.
We learn by listening and able listener, we are sir!
Thanks to your team back in the late 60's and early 70's era sir.

I commend you the very least an AMN to our YDPA.
May god protects you and your family and those who does great contribution to the nation.Be it DJ's,script writers etc,etc,etc.etc

Your positive contribution on being part of nation building goes notice sir.

.......Bravo to all the unsung heroes.

Books...Books Golorious Books

Yes we could...............



It amazing what a half torn wore out atlas could do to me?
Been upkeeping the back dated books either those bought at those Sunday Flea market,MPH store or those years of collection down in Portobello Saturday market or those been given as a present.

I gave away about half a lorry of my National Geografic Society collection to Hj's Wahid home for boys at Sungai Udang Malacca.It was a donkey years of collection.No joke about it that is massive piles of the NGS staging at home before.Most is in sequence order according to years.
I do hope the boys is taking care of those mags. coz' at that particular point in time it was my only property I had in this world.
I still don't have.I begin with nothing and still I have nothing but the pleasure of something has strongly enshine in me and bless with it.

Back to the story board......
The atlas I was mentioning before was 'Philips Illustrated ATLAS of the World,
edited by Bernard Stonehouse publish by George Philips & Son 1986.
In matter of fact it was the 3 edition back dated from 1949.
I got it during my student days via the WH Smith postal order.Back then,there no such thing as e-commerce or e-auction .WH Smith is our version of MPH stores today.
10 solid hardcover for 3 quid!Good deal ayi!!!!!
Mind you my monthly allowence of 267 pound after deducting the rent a good major propotion goes to Virgin's store,HMV or Record n Tape Exchange down at Notthing Hill's Gate or the Saturday Portobello Market.
Yeah... I was staying down in the heart of "The All Saints Road"...mate!
Where highly organised local mafia on the move.
53 Fermoy Road to be precise.

Hmm.....I was not that typical 'Solok' guy staying there, I minggle with the local beb!
but I am able to watch my back coz' its was a Ghetto then.
Now hooo.... go and have look for yourself it is highly gentrified.
Portobello is fully with fine high dine wine places.
Flats now are fill with trendy yuppies.
To some, thanks to the Iron Lady era ie. Maggie Thatcher for up holding Sir Winston Churchill quotation,
'......England is a nation of shop-keepers'
However now shop keepers is run by well connected Patel's or any Chutney's.

Well,back to the atlas,it is full with beautiful photos explaining the various parts of the world.
The plus point of the atlas is it divides itself into all the 6 continent.
What strikes me to write today is the quotation on Asia,

It jots as:

"ASIA - The West can teach the East how to get a living but the East
must eventually be asked to show the West how to live "
-Teh Hsieh,Chinese Epigrams Inside
Out and Proverb (1948),588

Think about it am not qualified to comment deeply,
but I do know how to share the world peacefully,decently,modestly and honestly?

How...........By loving our neighbours?
But only a 'Reasonable Man Neighbour!'

The Journey for the soul has began I suppose?

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The Dangers of Blogging

I don't use my blog as a space to rant about things I can't handle in real life, or to attack, retaliate or hit out at someone I know personally with whom I can't do so in person. I believe if you can't face up to reality, don't create an alternate reality just so you can be boss in your little corner of cyberspace. What prompted me to write this now? Simply, I witnessed a couple of people who used their blogs as an extension to an argument they had otherwise relinquished in real life. In reality, they said they had spoken their piece and was done with it. In the blogosphere, it seems they aren't actually done with it yet. Too often people use blogs to make themselves out to be the victims in an argument. Last month, there was a similar incident where, again, the person went on her blog and ranted about how she had been wronged. Like I said, if you can't face up to reality, don't use an alternate one to validate youself. It's dangerous to live in an unreal environment and think that the response you get in that space is somehow valid. Your readers and commentors don't know you personally; the only side of you they see is what they read on your blog. Some commentors can be dangerous too. "Oh, don't worry, I've never met you but you feel like an old friend to me, and I know you're not that kind of person." I think ignorant comments like this do not help the delusioned blogger. If you've never met the person, then you've never met that person. Don't think that you know them just by their online persona, because nine out of ten times, people's online personae are the complete opposite of who they really are. It's also dangerous because things become one-sided and no one really knows the truth except to rely on the blogger's version of it. And what's worse is when some bloggers decide to name the people they're ranting against. Then you're involving a person's reputation and if your story is half-true or fictitious (as most of these rants are anyway), you could be held accountable for defamation. My rule in blogging is simple. If I can't handle it in real life, then I don't blog about it. What's the point? What good would it really do? Isn't it akin to talking to myself? If I have a problem with someone, I duke it out person to person, face to face. I admit, I've tried out a bitching space before, but I got tired of it because my problems didn't really go away, and nothing felt like it had any closure. And then there are those who confuse being outspoken with being rude and obnoxious. Hell no, they're not one and the same. Bitching is not being outspoken. It's just angry, pointless and unconstructive ranting. Unless, of course, it's not personal and/or to parody an issue or something.


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Agreed,as Don Tomasino advise to Micheale Carlone in " Godfather 2"
'...Micheal.....there is too many teachery in this world..."