Monday, 11 June 2007

A green dilemma and some extras

I increased the temperature as it was really getting cold, I guess Honda’s air-cond can also match Proton in a day like this. I looked to the right and saw a lot of frustrated faces. I don’t blame them, the path ahead of them was filled with vehicles, while I was only 2 lights away from my home. Of course, I had to make a few de-tour to come to this which includes making a journey back to my original starting point just to take the highway.

But what is more frustrating?.... it was 10.35pm!!!!

Yeah, traffic jam, at such unbelievable hour, or perhaps we should learn to accept it if we choose to stay in this metropolitan city called Kuala Lumpur. Of course, the weather didn’t help much. It has been raining thunder-storm-struck for the last 4 or 5 days resulted in flash floods. Speaking of which, what happened to the supposedly counter-flood-enabled SMART tunnel system?

I’ve blogged about traffic before and really, it’s getting from worst to worstest and soon… beyond description. I dread to think how traffic will be in the next 5 years. Just like Cirnelle, taking a step to the greener pasture is certainly a consideration.

Is the grass always greener on the other side? That remains to be seen, but you know what? The grass is certainly brown here. You know why? Cause the flood water carried much mud and left it on the grass, that’s why! I will certainly deliberate more about this in days to come...

Meanwhile, have you heard the news? It's spreading in the blogosphere. C
heck out this poem which has been extracted from this site

From This Day Forward
Author Unknown

From this day forward,
You shall not walk alone.
My heart will be your shelter,
And my arms will be your home.

Does it sound familiar t you. If you have read the comics mainstream news last week, you might have read something similar already. Another 'sam jiu' phenomena eh?

More blogs talking about this here, here and the whole poem was disected here.

Speaking of “sam jiu” incidents… guess rules can be bent everywhere around the world… for those who knows what happened to Paris Hilton will know what I am talking about.

Now… for the Monday blues…

Friday, 8 June 2007

Zewt mystery in century entry

Yeah, just in case you haven’t notice, this is my 100th post. I have surprised many, including myself, that I managed to keep to my new year resolution. Thanks guys for giving me 30,000+ hits already... And since this is already my century entry, I reckon I can reveal l little bit about this zewt thing… what exactly is zewt?

Zewt is of course… me… haha! Ok… crap aside, zewt actually evolved from my Chinese name. It was originally yewt. Right… now everyone out there is screaming… what is yewt? Yewt was derived from the following methodology…

Lau Tuck Wah = tuckw
Chow Yuen Fatt = yuenf
Chan Li Lian = lil
Lee Chong Wei = chongw
Tee Bee Ean = beee

Catch the flow? … Yeah, am sure you did. Well done! So yeah, it was derived from my Chinese name.

So how did yewt become zewt? Well, it just evolved that way… thought ‘z’ is more glamour than ‘y’. Besides, someone commented yewt sounds like nude, not very nice.
So now that you know how did zewt come about, and if you’re a Chinese… what is your zewtvolution name? If you're not a Chinese... well... have some creativity in applying the zewtvolution.

Have a brilliant weekend…

P/S: Would appreciate those who know me in person do not reveal my Chinese name here. Also, A.Z.A.I.G. refers to As Zewt As It Gets… duhhhh… so now, can cast your vote at the side bar already? Closing the poll next week.

Wednesday, 6 June 2007

Fire!

My building conducted a fire drill a few months ago… and we failed. Apparently, we all failed to evacuate the building on time and while we are supposed to gather at the designated area, some of us chose to have a tea break ala gomen style at the mamak. The building management decided to carry out another one about 2 months later and guess what… we failed again. C’mon… this is Malaysia, do you think we will ever take such things seriously?

I guess they got fed up and ended up sending us a mail listing all the Do’s and Don’ts when a fire occurs. Here’s the list… and what will probably happen…

Listen to the Fire Marshalls for instructions and advices.
(Who’s the Fire Marchall? Oh wait… we have a Fire Marshall?)
Upon hearing the alarm or PA system, look for your Fire Marshalls for further instruction and advice.
(Upon hearing the alarm, the first thing that comes to mind is … yay! No need to work! Who cares about the Fire Marshall. Ok, now I know we have a Fire Marshall.)
Take care of your personal belongings during evacuation.
(Everything can be left behind except our car keys… even if the car is in the building)
Secure your work area by ensuring that all drawers and cabinets are locked accordingly.
(WTF! So the office documents are more important than our lives? And aren’t they gonna get burnt anyway?)
Immediately inform your Fire Marshall should there be any sick or disabled personnel in your Level.
(If I am sick... Do I get to use the lift? ... ... Ok.. I am sick)
Walk in an orderly form.
(Of course, this is the best time to walk together with your colleagues and bitch about your superior)
Ensure your personal safety.
(Which is why we will take our own sweet time)
Be aware of the location of the assembly area.
(Make that the nearest mamak and we’ll definitely be there)
Queue up at the assembly area accordingly.
(With our ‘teh tarik’ and ‘maggi goreng’… how to queue?)
Cooperate with your Fire Marshalls when roll call is conducted at the assembly area.
(This is the best time to check out what’s the name of that hot babe from other department)
Move fast from the office to the assembly area & vice versa.
(Vice versa? There’s a fire and you want us to move back to the building?)

Do not panic when the alarm is sounded.
(Panic? C’mon, we’re ecstatic! No need to work ya’ know!)
Do not make noise as you may not be able to hear the announcement.
(Oh darn… no celebration)
Do not run as this may cause a stampede.
(Where have you seen Malaysians run during a fire or fire drill? We always take our own sweet time.)
Do not linger around the building area during a fire drill, gather at the assembly area.
(Aiyoo… how many times must I say this… mamak! The keyword is mamak!)
Do not leave the assembly area during roll call so that your Fire Marshall could conduct roll call with ease.
(If possible, we won’t leave until office hour is over)

If you laugh… you’re probably a true blue Malaysian.

P/S: For the benefit of non-Malaysians... "mamak" is a store by the road-side where Malaysians take a break... generally speaking.

Tuesday, 5 June 2007

The reason why…

“Hey bro, why are you so angry? Why so against working hard?”

Someone asked me that a few days ago, he was referring to my entries on modern slavery…my relentless attack on employers making their slaves employees working extra hours without proper compensation. Honestly… why am I so against working late? Why am I so against working over-time?

Have you all ever wondered? Are you all curious? Or you all just assume that I am a lazy person, never wanted to put in the extra effort to build my career.

Do you wanna know why?... Let tell you why…

I officially finish work at 5.45pm from Monday to Thursday. On Friday, the misleading document that I signed states that my office hour ends on 4.45pm. Not bad right? But I have never… I repeat… never left my office on those stipulated time.

The same happened on 20 March 2007, I was supposed to finish work at 5.45pm, but I can't leave on time. By the way, leaving your office at the stipulated time is NOT leaving early… it’s leaving ON TIME! Anyway, on that day, I have to work late because there was much to do. If I remember correctly, there were some queries from London.

I left my office at 8.10pm. I am very sure of the time because as I specifically look at the time in my handphone after I received a call. That call was from my brother, telling me Mom has fainted. When I looked at the time then, it was 8.15pm and I still remember where I was when I took the call. From my office to that spot, the journey will probably take 5 minutes. So working back, I left my office at 8.10pm.

Now, followers of A.Z.A.I.G. will probably know what happened to my Mom. She passed away on 21 March 2007, a day after she collapsed after suffering from cerebral haemorrhage. I have been doing some reading about that condition and also based on some things the doctor told me during those times in the hospital. I have discovered that a person suffering from cerebral haemorrhage needs IMMEDIATE medical attention. If my Mom was discovered early and she was admitted to the hospital quick enough, the doctor would have been able to administer the drug to control the blood pressure sooner and while the chances may still be slim… my Mom could have survived. Or at least, I would have been able to at least speak to my mom more because the first few minutes after cerebral haemorrhage, patients are said to be still conscious. But when I reached home after my brother’s call, my mom was no longer responding to anything.

My Mom used to pray everyday at 7.00pm, and it usually last for about 45 minutes, which means by 7.45pm, she would have completed her prayer. When I reached home, Mom was still in her praying costume and my brother informed me that he found mom on the floor, in a kneeling position.

Question of the day… what time did my Mom collapse? Yeah, it should be any time between 7.00pm to 7.45pm. But she was not found until 8.15pm and by the time we admitted her to the hospital, it was probably 8.40pm. By the time the drug was administered to her, it could have been 9.00pm. Based on a worst case scenario, if Mom collapsed at 7.05pm, that was almost 2 hour after she collapsed… that’s too late already.

Now… I am supposed to finish work at 5.45pm and since I am blessed with the fact that I can reach home within 15 minutes, I should have been home at 6.00pm, 6.10pm latest. I should have been able to send my mom as soon as she collapsed. Even if that fail to save her life, I could have at least have a last short conversation with her… something like… “What’s for dinner?”… “This tastes good… or bad”.

But no… that didn’t happen…

Why?

Because I worked late… no, I didn’t get any over-time claim… I don’t get to claim any meal allowance. All I get is that I can tell people I have some high level report to London to complete and that I have tele-conference with the British regularly.

Yeah, this is a personal battle between me and working late… all because I feel the cost I paid was too much to bear, and it is something that will scar me forever. No money or fame can replace the hurt I feel, the lost I experience.

Now do you know why I hate the fact that we are made to work late?

Mom, sorry that I chose the career path ahead of coming home to dine with you, please forgive me.

Is your ticket reflective?

It was the day when our results were going to be released. Despite my lack of effort during the entire course, I was still hoping for the best, hoping that I will strike a 1st class honours. But it didn’t happen, I got myself a 2nd upper, good enough actually, for my standard.

I still remember the look on some of my friends’ face, those who got 1st class were having the “I can now conquer the world” look, those who didn’t get what they thought they were getting were having the “my world has come to an end” look, this category usually comprises of nerds or kiasu-being who were aiming for 1st class honours but only managed 2nd upper or 2nd lower. No, I was NOT one of them. They will probably never understand why those who got a 3rd class or even a general degree (i.e. with no honours) were carrying a “Yessss, I did it!!!” expression on their face. They were probably thinking “this bunch of idiots (referring to those who got 3rd class / general degree) just wasted their parents’ hard earned money”. To be really honest with you, I was not that far away from that school of thoughts.

Take this guy called Naz for example. He practically spent almost all his days in London smoking his life away, skipped classes as often as he smokes, played football at every opportunity (hehe, I was also part of this football thing) and others which I thought never contribute much to his studies. Fair enough, he got himself a general degree. Many thought he will probably struggle his way in life. Some probably thought his world has practically ended, struggling would be a privilege. But did his life ended that day?

News came in from Manchester where 2 of my best friends also gotten their results. One of them got a 2nd upper as expected. But for it was not so good news for the other guy, Edward, who only managed a 2nd lower. You see, 3 of us, we were amongst the top notch people from our school (trying to blow my own trumpets here… hehe). To us, and to probably most results driven students, anything besides a 1st class or 2nd upper means nothing more than a worthless piece of paper. To Ed, his life has probably just ended, he had probably just “failed” his family and wasted all his years in university. Many thought he will probably struggle to secure a job because he will need to compete with hundreds and thousands of graduates out there who obtained better grades than him. If a 2nd lower is going to have such fate, what about Naz who only got a general degree?

That was about 7 years ago, while I still keep close contact with Ed, I have totally lost touch with Naz, until December 2005. I was at the Jabatan Pendaftaran office at Putrajaya, amongst the last legion of people trying to make the great MyKad before government starts charging. Despite the imminent charge, I wouldn’t have bothered if not because I was about to leave the country for what I thought would be a substantial period of time. It was there that I bumped into Naz, he was carrying a baby, the baby is his. Naz is now married with a lovely lady, blessed with a beautiful child. He is working with a local firm which allowed him to take his whole family there on that weekday to do his MyKad. The person whom many thought would probably struggle to support himself is now married with a kid! Looks like his life didn’t end after all.

What happened to Ed? Well, to cut the long story short, Ed is also married to a lovely wife. He is sort of having his own business, staying in his own apartment, owns 2 properties and is looking at buying a shoplot. He also plans to purchase a place in Australia because his long term plan is to migrate there. The phrase “struggling to make a living” will probably not be found in his dictionary. He also has a lot of free time past office hour, a luxury to many of us. His life didn’t end on that fateful day too!

Many of us graduated from university thinking that we will rule the world. If we came through the gate of a prestigious overseas uni, we think we are a class above the rest. Many my uni-mates wanted to become CEOs of big firms. Some wanted to be at the top of the corporate ladder within the shortest time, be up there making the so called “big decisions”. Thousands of graduates get out from uni thinking probably the same thing. But the reality is this, the position of CEOs and Managing Directors all most, if not all the firms in the country have already been taken. Some probably are at the age of 35 which means it till be another 20 years before they retire. That position will probably be taken by someone, and that someone may not be you.

On the bright side, for those who did not do too well in their studies, their world has not come to an end. Getting a not so good degree and graduating from a local institution does not mean they will lose out to a lot of people. The future is always uncertain, which makes it exciting. 5 years down the road, these people may have achieved what they want in their life. Those CEOs wannabe will probably still be climbing the ladder.

I am pretty sure many of us have heard the phrase “A degree is just a ticket to the working world”. We all know it and agree to it. However, how much do we understand that phrase? We probably fail to comprehend the true meaning of “a ticket”, or probably fail to grasp the true meaning of “the working world”.

The truth is, a 3rd class or general tickets doesn’t mean you will be not able to board the “plane of life”, while 1st class tickets doesn’t guarantee 1st class seats. You might miss out on your preferred “airlines” but never fret, how high your plane of life can fly and whether it will reach your destination, is often entirely up to you.

So, is your “seat” right now reflective of the ticket you’re carrying?

P/S: Another call here to those who have not voted in the poll at the sidebar... vote la...

Monday, 4 June 2007

Ways of life from an idiots’ game

20 idiot men chasing a ball, that’s the usual manner a girl will normally describe the world most beautiful game. Well, who would blame them? Ask any ordinary guys and most will in turn find a barrage of females rushing to a MNG sale a total waste of time. It’s a balanced world after all.

But is it all just about 20 men chasing a ball while the balance 2 hope the ball will never reach them? Certainly not, football is more than that. It’s about passion, it’s about pride, it’s about verbal battle when I wrote
this, it’s about money and… while some may disagree, it may also teach us a thing or two about life. Impossible? Well, let us just focus our thoughts to the recently ended English Premier League season, and see what we can pick up from this idiot game.

I would like to start by talking about READING. They started the season as one of the favourite to be relegated (it means demoted to a lower league). They were a team without any superstar and what did they achieve towards the end? They missed UEFA Cup qualification by only just 1 point. What I said may not make any sense to some. But what I am trying to say is that… while the world looked down on you and think you’re doom… the ultimate fate is in your hand. If you believe in what you do and have confident in your own ability, you may just surprise a few souls.

Let’s shift our attention to WEST HAM UNITED. They were the finalists of the 2005/2006 FA Cup and one pundit branded their football as “a display of entertaining attacking football”. They seemed to be heading for higher grounds this season but what happened to them? Not only did they fail to live up to expectations but the club was fighting for survival early in the season. That’s when the press and most idiots football fans around the world wrote them off. But what happened in the end? They beat Man Utd twice in the season and avoided relegation. What can we learn here? The world may have good words on you but as soon as you screw up, everyone else is just going to step on you. But don’t fret, victory is not about winning, victory can be sweet as well when you prove your critics wrong. Never give up!

Next, the once great LIVERFOOL LIVERPOOL. Having enjoyed a glorious past and recently tasted Champions League victory, they always think they can conquer the world. Of course, they failed to win the Premier League… again, and local fans were quick to brand the FA Cup final as Champions League 3rd/4th play-off having qualified for the final. But what can we learn from Liverpool? Just because you have been good in the past, doesn’t mean you will be good forever. Statistics doesn’t guarantee success and in life, there’s no point living in past successes. Also, in life, don’t be too quick to brag about glorious history. Telling people you were very successful 20 years ago simply means you have not been successful in the last 20 years.

When we talk about CHELSEA, 2 things that will come to mind… A Russian who spent a lot of money… A manager who wasted a lot of money. When Chelsea bought Shevchenko and Ballack early in the season, everyone though the title has been won even without kicking a ball. I was one of them. I mean, looking at what they’ve achieved and you add that with Shevchenko and Ballack… no need to play already. But what happened in the end? They didn’t win… and what we can learn from here is that money may buy you initial happiness, it may stretches it for a year or two, but it doesn’t last forever. While money is important… CHELSEA is a testimony that money is NOT everything.

Finally, MANCHESTER UNITED. Yeah, some of you already know that I am a Man Utd Fan. Many will say that I am a glory hunter but I remember I started supporting them when they lost the league in the last day of the season and lost the FA Cup final to Everton in 1994. Anyway, that’s not the notion today. I am here to say, as a fan, I wrote them off before the season started. They were slow in the transfer market and the fact that Chelsea bought Shevchenko and Ballack while Man Utd bought only Carrick AND kept Fletcher, I thought the season was doomed. Of course, I was proven wrong. This is another classic example of not underestimating anyone or anything just because that person or thing has not lived up to your expectation. Always have faith in whatever you believe in, and support the cause that you said you will.

So who said football is just about 20 men chasing for a ball for 90 minutes? If you would only not watch the match but see things from a different angle… there’s much to learn from this idiots’ game.

Friday, 1 June 2007

Dunwanna blog about it

I really dunwanna blog about it. I mean… what’s the point? There’s certainly no joy. Don’t believe me? Ask Lina. Ahhhh…see what I mean, half of you don’t even know what I am talking about. Those who know probably don’t care. So why should I blog about it? I dunwanna blog about it.

Also, there’re quite a number of overseas readers who frequent my blog and they probably think Malaysia is a very beautiful country and everyone is happy and all. Why should I ruin their perception of our country by letting them know that there are people here who don’t really have freedom of religion despite the constitution says they do? Nope… I dunwanna blog about it.

Ah yes… that issue of freedom of religion doesn’t even concern me at all. I mean, I am happy, I can choose my religion, I am allowed to practise my religion, who cares about others? Who cares if
something like this happen? Not my problem at all, and certainly not your concern. So I dunwanna blog about it.

And who cares if there are actually a few in the local blogosphere starting to do a mini Christianity bashing after the verdict of Lina’s case? They are bashing Christianity, not me. So why bother? So I dunwanna blog about it. And of course, I don't want to be seen as bashing any religion, and I am certainly not bashing any religion... which is why it is important for me not to blog about it. So I really dunwanna blog about it.

Last but not least, blogging about such heavy issue is boring. We would rather read about jokes, food, sex and so and so got a new car and so and so is angry with so and so, not to mention these 3 laws. Those are the more juicy stuff right? There you go… that’s why I dunwanna blog about it.

And since I dunwanna blog about it, I believe you shouldn’t blog about it too. Let us all not blog about it.

P/S: Since all of us are not going to blog about it, go and vote at the pole poll at the sidebar.