Alien On The Earth. #3

Masa aku bersekolah di Jasin dulu, tempat tu tak lah maju gila. Kalau nak jumpa 7E pun kena jalan kaki dalam 30 minit, baru sampai ke pekan. Tapi kena awas, kadang-kadang mungkin terserempak dengan polis peronda di sekitar pekan, aktiviti merayau-rayau pada malam hari mungkin boleh mengundang syak wasangka. Aku dulu pernah dikejar polis sampai nak tercirit takut masuk lokap, kemudiannya ditangkap tapi diserahkan kepada ketua warden, dan esoknya kena rotan sampai aku melepak di bilik sakit dalam keadaan meniarap kerana terlalu perit yang amat.

Kerana merasakan perjalanan yang jauh ke 7E tu tidaklah berbaloi titik peluh, ada satu kedai pakcik tua di Simpang Kerayong dekat dengan masjid, yang juga kami panggil 7E, sebab kau memang boleh lawat kedai tu walaupun pukul 4 pagi sekalipun. Ketuk saja pintu kayu kedai tu, pakcik tua tu akan bangun dari tempat tidur dan melayan kerenah pelanggan dengan sabar. Itulah Malaysia, yang mana orang kata orang melayu ni pemalas dan tak suka bekerja kuat.

Tempat aku tinggal sekarang ni, tak ada kedai macam 7E atau kedai-kedai yang dibuka 24 jam. Bukan apa, kadang-kadang ada sesetengah spesis manusia ni perlu udara lebih dari sekadar oksigen, untuk mengekalkan daya fungsi otak dengan efisyen. Ada mesin yang menjual barang-barang secara automatik atau senang cerita, vending machines, seperti mesin jual kopi, topup, coklat, kondom, dan rokok. Kecuali kondom dan rokok aku tiada masalah dengan mesin itu, tapi lewat malam semalam aku cuba beli rokok dari mesin. Rasa macam senang je tapi ada arahan kau kena patuhi, ouh, dalam bahasa asing, aku dah siap bawak kamus dan ikut satu-satu arahan tapi tak keluar juga. Rasa nak sepak jugak mesin tu macam mesin-mesin air atau telefon awam diperlakukan dengan rakusnya di Malaysia.

Aku terfikir jugak, kenapalah tak ada orang nak buka kedai 24 jam kat sini, adakah kerana mereka lebih malas, atau mereka lebih bergantung kepada mesin, atau mereka lebih mengutamakan waktu tidur mereka? Import saja Mat-mat Indonesia atau Bangladesh suruh mereka jaga kaunter, kau bangsa yang maju ni bolehlah goyang kaki. Mungkin lebih senang.

Tapi ada satu insiden, kawan aku tanya mana nak beli topup, sebab dia datang dari tempat lain, tak tau bagaimana keadaannya di tempat aku. Aku sarankan beli saja dari mesin automatik, kerena mungkin dapat elakkan komunikasi dalam bahasa yang aku sendiri tergagap-gagap dan perlu 10 minit untuk menyusun ayat yang betul dari segi tatabahasanya. Kawan aku masukkan not 20 euro untuk harga topup 15 euro, tapi kemudiannya mesin tu hanya tahu pulangkan 3 euro sebagai baki. Kawan aku cakap, "tak apalah, 2 euro tu mungkin harga mengelakkan komunikasi dengan mat saleh." Sinis sekali maksudnya itu.

Kalau aku fikir dari sudut yang lain, mungkin dengan cara ini mereka dapat buatkan aku dapat hidup dengan lebih lama, mungkin lebih 2 atau 3 hari. Bagus juga.

When The Sun Goes Down.

They say it changes when the sun goes down.

Eau de Toilette. Part 2

I have found this in the toilet in a building where most of my class are being held.

I think this is the result after Islam is connected to terrorism a while ago here in Europe. But what i notice since i come hear is that there are a lot of Muslims, most of them are Turks, and the women are free to practice their believe.



Translation:

1. Intoleranz = Intolerance
2. Sklaverei = Slavery
3. Leid = Harm
4. Angst = Fear
5. Mord = Murder

That is not the truth of Islam, not what Islam is all about. I am not a good Muslim though, but I know that Islam doesn't urge people to use violence to solve any problem. Any other religion will do just the same.

There is "War on Terror" too, which is defined in Wikipedia as "the common terms for the military, political, legal and ideological conflict against Islamic terrorism and Muslim militants, and specifically used in reference to operations by the United States, since the September 11, 2001 attacks". And now we witness the war by the Israeli and the Palestinian, and apparently Israel is stronger, with the bigger military might and continuous support from the United States. They use the reason "War on Terror" to violate and ignore the world protest against them, as they claim that Palestine, or Hamas to be exact, is bringing them harm with the rockets the Hamas has.

I once read in Tun Mahathir's blog, he said, "the people who are terrified aren't terrorist, but who terrifies them are", or so I believe. I am eager to write more about this theme but I'm afraid I will just waffle without knowledge. But as to you, you have the right to judge who is on the right side, only if you make use the brain the God has given to you.

Peace be upon you.

Alien On The Earth. #2

Aku rasa kau pun perasan kan (bukan maksud aku "kau perasan"), nama-nama album yang macam biasa dilihat di facebook.

Aku senaraikan yang paling selalu aku tengok.

• New York Baby; tak semestinya New York, boleh jadi tempat lain, tapi tu yang aku selalu lihatlah, tapi aku hairan juga, kenapa mesti "Baby", aku rasa tak ada pun "Sungai Padas Baby" ataupun "Pulau Baby Besar", bila mereka lawat tempat-tempat menarik di Malaysia.
  
• The Good Old Days; kadang-kadang ditaip "the good ol' days", untuk menekankan penggunaan "ol'", yang tujuannya adalah untuk menarik minat orang lain untuk melihat, dan kadang-kadang boleh menimbulkan monolog dalaman untuk orang-orang yang mengalami masa lampau yang sukar, "best dia ni."

Yang lain-lain tu mungkin diluar pemerhatian aku, mungkin kau boleh kongsi, atau beri sebab-sebab yang menunjukkan aku salah.

Eau de Toilette. Part 1

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Here in this new place called Theophil-Wurm-Haus 35 (direkt translate- Theophil?-Cacing-Rumah 35. sila google untuk informasi tambahan), I face this every time I use the toilet, which I share with my floor mates.

Dunia dan Mereka.

Sempurna, tidak.
Seperti pohon tanpa kayu.

Keruan, tidak.
Seperti dia tanpa kamu.

Dunia, gejolak.
Hidup berjalan berlari laju.

Masa, tersentak.
Hanya untuk dia dan kamu.

My First Time.

I’ve wrote this story in my previous blog before, which not many of my current readers know about it. I modified the original post, hoping that I will not look like as stupid as before that you’ll say, “no wonder he flunked his English test.” Reading this is not advisable if you are afraid to handle what I’ll be telling you, afraid if I am not as someone you know or want to know, this is as far as you can read, and keep having whatever perception about me. This is how the story goes:

This is a real story about a poor guy. It happened on May 29, 2006. I didn't actually really that close to her, who had made this to me.

That day had surely made me to open my eyes, that there was more than met the eyes on this world. We could also refer my situation as culture shock, when one had never experienced a thing very different and new before. I had never expected this to happen, on that very day.

To make long story short, I got laid. No seriously, I got laid. It happened when I was planning to settle the clearance I had to make before transferring out from the university, at which I, at the moment, studied, as I would further my study somewhere else. I am with a friend, who would too leave the university. Living on the fast lane, I decided to use a motorcycle, borrowed from another friend.

I was quite sure many had experienced this, but for me, it was my first time, where I wasn’t so ready; mentality, as well as physically. I wasn’t ready enough that I couldn’t control my tremble of fear. Try being in my shoes then you’ll make it very clear how I felt.

I thought that maybe she was attracted to me, but she had never told the truth. And she had never approached. Everyday i walked by her: to the class, to everywhere.

How would she be described? She was really hot at day and pretty cold at night. She looked like as she was innocent but the truth was she had been touched by another man and liked to be touched again and again, if you let your guard down. She didn’t want to have any serious commitment. One night stand to be exact, how she liked doing it. Now you were on her then you can walk away. But you can come back later if you felt like it, but only if you were still alive after the previous visit. What was great is that she didn’t mind too, and it was all for free. But once you had her, you’ll be aware next time. Mat-mat rempit however seemed to love it to have her more then once. “Tak pernah serik”, we say. She liked the color black, and most of the time she could be seen in black, which was mysterious and sexy. She liked it wild and rock; she could even tear your shirt.

But the way I was treated, for my first time, was totally unacceptable, and unforgivable. It was quite harsh and hard, and the feeling was never near anything I could wildly imagine of. I had always wished it to be in a normal way; in a way more decent, more gentle, where nobody would see us, with romantic light and melancholic love song, or at least not as hard and harsh as this, not threesome and not in the public.

Imagine how hard it was for me- I was bleeding at the spot near my lips the moment I kissed her. And the blood spread all over the face I thought that he grazed all his face. A few seconds after I kissed her, he felt some sort of strong unknown force hitting my chest. Based on physics, force is equal to the product of mass and gravitational force, or acceleration of one body influenced by the gravity alone that we can call it as free fall (F=mg). I was on top, on the air and gravity had pulled me towards her, with g=9.81m/s². The force was unexplainable. I could barely breathe. Blood was everywhere. My knees shivered in pain. Everything was in a blink of an eye. I thought this was the end. There was no one coming when I tried to reach for help. My first time was not as amazing as claimed by others. As for my friend, he only scratched his left arm, if I was not mistaken.

In my dictionary that I use (Oxford Advanced Learner’s Dictionary 7th Edition), under the word “lay”, it is stated that “some speakers confuse this sense of lay with lie, especially in the present and progressive tenses. However, lay has an object and lie does not, for example: She was lying on the beach, not she was laying on the beach.”

In this case, actually he was lying on her, not he got laid. No wonder I failed my English before, because of this stupid thing I don’t really mind. “She” and “her” I used above, was a road. He had an accident on the way to finish the job.

Doesn’t matter where, as long as it is a road, you have to beware.

Ikat tali pinggang keledar, ingat orang yang tersayang. Walaupun kamu bukan orang yang tersayang bagi orang yang tersayang bagi kamu itu.

Alien On The Earth. #1

Kat sekolah kau mesti banyak kaki-kaki report kan, untuk dapatkan publisiti murahan supaya senang jadi pengawas atau mungkin kerana mereka memang semulajadi lahir penegak keadilan. Bukan mempersoalkan tindakan mereka yang murni kerana kewujudan mereka sememangnya tidak boleh dipandang enteng sebab mereka inilah yang buatkan hidup di sekolah mencabar tapi seronok dan bermakna.

Seronok bila anda dapat meloloskan diri dari cikgu disiplin ketika anda diserbu waktu merokok dalam tandas. Bukan apa, tandaskan ada satu pintu masuk, paling banyak pun dua pintu. Banyak aksi-aksi dipengaruhi adrenalin dapat kau lihat.

Tapi kat sekolah aku dulu, golongan ini dipanggil kaki retort. Sebab baru belajar sainskan masa tu, dan baru tau kaki retort bukanlah simpulan bahasa melayu seperti kaki minum, kaki pukul, jauh sekali kaki tangan kerajaan.

Aku baru saja sampai ke negara penyebab perang waktu dahulu, yang menyebabkan Amerika berkuasa sampai sekarang. Dulu aku selalu dengar orang kata gadis-gadis german tak chantek, tapi setakat ni aku tonton lebih kurang semua macam model je ( walaupun ada sesetengah tu hanya layak jadi model karipap Bedah Piah ), kecualilah yang tua-tua. Tapi, ada tapi lagi, dalam hati masih cuba bernyanyi, siapa bilang gadis melayu tak menawan, tak menarik hati tiada memikat tapi tadi baru sahaja keperawanan mataku dirobek setelah baca benda-benda membodohkan, melalaikan, serta menjolok mata (bukan baca sangat pun kerana gambar lebih menarik) di toko buku di stesen keretapi Konstanz (Konstanz Bahnhof).

Nantilah aku retort yang selebihnya tentang benda-benda best mahupun tak best yang berlaku kat sini, tapi bukan dalam bentuk yang bosan contohnya seperti ketika aku mengalami kesukaran mencebok kerana perlu sentiasa beristinjak atau yang lain-lain yang lebih bosan. Banyak lagi yang berlaku walaupun baru 2 hari aku di sini.

Entah macam mana 5 tahun akan datang. Aku jadi apa, kau ke mana pun tak boleh kita jangka.