you shouldn't do that, sister!

As i am writing this entry, i am still shocked on what i have seen just now. May be I shouldn't be to fussy on other people's lives. But it was quite outrageous to be honest.

I was in the supermarket buying what bachelors supposed to buy (i think!) - frozen dinner to be microwaved - and as I was waiting on my queue,there were this family of four, husband, wife and their two children, boy and girl came into view. All were wrapped in a very conservative Islamic wearing code. The male were wearing kurta and white cap. The females full black jubbah with a complete face-covering scarf.

I have no issue on that. In fact, I felt quite embarrassed (for myself!) seeing them wearing proper Islamic attire and myself only wearing jeans and T-Shirt. I applaud them for their faith and bravery.

But then, the wife was shouting angrily at their son for some reasons i could not fathom. Then she was smacking the little boy with the attitude that could match gorilla in distress. The little boy was crying but the mother didn't stop the attack. Oh, and the words were PG13, which was incredible coming out from such people who looks decent enough to kill a fly. And the husband was just looking and them with a blank face. Totally oblivious. Probably he wasn't there nor here, but I don't know where...

How could they do that to their children like that? and in public? that was so sickening. They supposed to give example to others (like their attire suggested), but what they did was simply unacceptable.

I will not impart any judgment on them, but I just wish they wouldn't do that. It is not Islamic, and it is not in any circumstances represent how Muslims treat their young ones.

I left the supermarket with sore eyes and sore heart....

From Hanoi to Kuala Lumpur

Well, I am back again after the wonderful journey in Vietnam. I must say, amid the chaotic life style in Hanoi, it is really a beautiful city - once you removed the hazardous traffic and language barrier of its people.

Now, i am off to Kuala Lumpur tonite for the KL international book festival. I hope I can see you there during my session between Friday to Sunday.

See you there! See you there!

Odisi Bulan Biru - The Journey

Odisi Bulan Biru, literally means ‘The Blue Moon Odyssey” was an attempt to capturing the darkest side of human nature. I think I wanted to convey the feeling of human homogeneity when fate struck them with a twisted – and magical – end.

I must say, it was my hardest work as yet. Trying to put old mysticism believes which mingle with myth and legends, wasn’t that easy. The setting in Japan and Turkey was a tad exaggerated, but hey, wasn’t that what good fiction story supposed to be?

Odisi Bulan Biru is a self-discovery journey of hardship and struggle, happiness and tragedy, loneliness and friendships. And finding the hundredth name of God…

But I must say, at the end, Odisi Bulan Biru is all about absolution. And that, I believe is something that dwells deep inside each and every one of us.

May God Bless you and me...

the first hello

I'm gonna start blogging in English again. Felt something was missing all this while. And definitely looking forward to re-live the good old things back in 2002/2003.

There's still much to do here and I hope you guys can wait.

Later, Folks!