I dedicated this chapter to those broken-heart(ers). And for those who once seek for my advises during the school times.
Do you really-really remember the moment you have a crush on someone? Probably not. How about this; do you really-really remember the moment you fall in love with someone? And do you remember who's that lucky girl / dude?
If you ask me that questions, my answers probably will be "Nope". Because I am too busy playing with the books during my school time. I am too busy to bother about having a crush or accidentally fall in love with someone. Why did I mention 'school time'? Because I believed that most of you had crush / fall in love during school time. And that's explain why there's need of Larangan Untuk Bercinta a.k.a Couple in the Buku Peraturan Sekolah.
We're forbidden to fall in love during our school times. Do you ever wonder why? Me...? Maybe yes. Twice. The first time was back in 2000; when I first read the Buku Peraturan Sekolah after mom bought it from Kedai Buku SMKTM. I was in Form 1 at that time. The second time was probably when I was in Form 4; entering the MRSM; during the taklimat by the Pengetua about the Peraturan Sekolah & Asrama. I think, then only I started to have a pandangan about elderly people - they'd love to show their so-called power to stop the youngsters from doing things that they like. Well, old people are being old people. We can't blame too much, right?
We're getting older anyway..? In a lot of aspect.
Let me rewind my personal life a little bit. Back in 2002; Form 3. Apparently on that time, I was a member of Pembimbing Rakan Sebaya. Those who were wearing a purple uniform, with a blue necktie and a name tag on the pocket. Luckily I didn't wear any glasses; or else you guys will have this imagination of nerdy guy with a huge backpacks walking down the stairs. That's totally not me. I'm just the guy with purple uniform. And doing fine. I can say that I have a good feature on my face; but it's just not the right time for me to have a girlfriend during that time. I am a little bit childish.
But not after I realised that everyday there will be people.. and people coming over to me and tell me about their so-called love problems. As a PRS, of course I need to look professional and able to suggest a solution for those broken heart(ers). I told them to pray hard, get themselves closer to the God, and just focus on the studies... just name it; whatever crap that you can say. And they actually listened to me!
You see? How bitch someone can be? Acting so powerful of handling problems, and whatever difficulties in their life; but the fact is that little 'me' that time was a Zero-Knowledge about what do they called LOVE. I feel bad. I feel I've cheated a lot of them with those nasihats.
Am I really... that bad?
NUke
Klik la image kalo nak besarkan! Apa susah!
Cecara masak (mengikut firasat aku):
Portion A
- Kupas bawang merah & bawang putih. Basuh2 sikit, lepastu tumbuk guna lesung batu. Tumbuk sampai penyek.
- Potong lobak merah tu secara menegak. Dah siap, basuh2 sikit dgn air yg bersih. Letak tepi.
- Ambil udang, buangkan kulit dia. Potong kecik2 supaya nampak banyak. Kepala udang takmo aa! Ada taik. Letak tepi lepas dah basuh2 dengan air bersih.
Portion B
- Rebuskan mi maggi tu kejap. Bagi dia kembang sikit2. Lepas tu toskan.
- Buka peket perencah maggi tu, campurkan dengan air masak. Kacau bagi sebati. Air masak tu tak yah banyak sangat, nanti tak terasa rencahnya.
Portion C
- Tumiskan bawang2 yang dah ditumbuk lumat. Jgn lupa letak minyak dalam kuali. Tumis sampai naik
sehhbau... - Masukkan lobak merah dulu. Kasi dia lembut skit.
- Lepas tu masukkan pulak udang2. Bagi dia berkawan dengan bawang & lobak merah dalam kuali panas!
- Then, masukkan perencah maggi yang dah dicampurkan air tu. Kasi gaul2 sikit dengan udang dgn lobak merah tu, supaya rasa tu meresap masuk dlm udang & lobak merah! Kalau agak2 rencah tu hampir2 kering, tambah la sikit air. Guna api kecik je. Tak yah nak besau2.
- Masukkan mi maggi yang dah direbus tadi. Gaul sebati.
Telur tu.. simpan dalam poket seluar. Tambah la lagi dua koleksi telur!! Hahaha.- Ok, last skali, masukkan telur. Gaul la sampai sebati dan telur tu masak.
Sedia dinikmati.
Hebat kan? Well. Angah yang ajar!
NUke
Hujan yang sedikit lebat tu membuatkan semua penunggang motorsikal sedikit berhati-hati. Aku gerenti; kalau aku berjaya mendahului orang-berusia-separuh-abad yang menunggang perlahan di depan aku ni; aku akan sampai rumah dengan cepat! Dah lah rasa nak terkencing, terberak... lapar. Semua rasa ada. Geram tu dah tentulah. Apa nak buat? Sabar je lah sambil menunggang dengan perlahan. Nak mencelah, selit sana selit sini akan menjadikan pergerakan aku lambat. Sebab jalan memang jammed. Kereta pun grak slow-mo je.
Then, aku terperasan akan ade ruang untuk aku memintas moto EX5 yang ditunggang oleh orang-berusia-separuh-abad tu. Dia pulak, memang jenis tak reti2 nak nengok side mirror. Tak tau ke dah berapa panjang motor membontoti dia...? Bawak lak kat in between lorong laju. Lagi la sakit hati!
Lama gak la menunggu, akhirnya...Yeah! That's it, aku berjaya memintas beliau. sempat la jugak aku press throtle tu kuat2 skit, bagi gempak skit bunyik! Aku gembira dan memecut laju. Aku rasa orang-berusia-separuh-abad tu sikit tak banyak pun terkejut kot! Sebab disebalik pantulan imej kat side mirror aku tu, aku nampak orang-berusia-separuh-abad tu makin lama makin slow, sebelum tiba2 ternampak motor dia jatuh dan bergesel dengan satu lori yang angkut tong gas!
Aku cuak.
Tak lama lepas tu, aku dengar satu dentuman kuat! Dan terlihat di dalam cermin sisi tu, ada beberapa penunggang motor lain yang tak sempat nak mengelak orang-berusia-separuh-abad yang dah terbaring kat jalan tu. Motor2 semua banyak tergelek orang tu. Dan diorang semua jatuh. Lori gas tu pulak terbabas ke sebelah kiri; menghentam sebuah treler.
Aku pandang depan. Semua yang ternampak cuma lampu brek kenderaan2 lain. Semua benti dan menoleh ke belakang. Lori tong gas tu terbakar dan meletup! Yang terlihat, ada beberapa driver keluar dari kereta masing2, menjauhkan diri. Adu jugak penunggang motor yang disambar api. Semua panik. Aku berpeluh. Cuak.
Piiiin!!!
Siot; brader motor belakang aku ni pulak yang hon aku. Sedar-sedar je, orang-berusia-separuh-abad yang tadinya ada kat depan aku dah menukar lorong. Aku pulak yang slow... Terus aku memecut laju~
Imaginasi... liar sungguh!.
NUke
There's a pain that sleeps inside
It sleeps with just one eye
And awaken; the moment that you leave
I am Fragile
I am in the Vulnerable Mode
I am ready to All-Out
I am ready to Speak Out
Just be ready for it.
NUke
This writing is dedicated to all working people. All. Anywhere in the world.
The cikgu in the class has always reminded us that we need to study smart from now; so that we won't be suffer from 'unemployment' after we left the menara gading. Literally, I am not quite sure that we have a Menara Gading in Malaysia. But I know that there's Menara Alor Star in Kedah. Well, you can see it from the Lebuh Raya Utara Selatan; facing north, it will be seen on your left.
But that is not the main idea. It's not about menara at all. 5 years from 2004; in June; I'm already a grown-up guy. Who eventually earned the title of penganggur. But that wasn't long until I got my very first job; as an Project Sales Executive in a local privatised-company. I cannot say the company's name, can I? After all, it's all about my personal life.
It was fun working over there; where I had a very good & responsible Manager, and then the people around is warm welcoming me on board as one of the staff. None of them are cold, but I can say some of them are cold-hearted..? That they tend to use other people to finish their own tasks. That's when I started to understand the difference between sitting in the class; and sitting in the office. Or in the meeting.
I missed my cikgu English. Ms. Sarah Amzah. She got married with a Dutch; and stayed over there. My last gift to her was a blue-white cuboid candle; wrapped with the transparent book cover; with a small card on it. She claimed that it's her favourite; I mean, the candle. Obviously not the wrapping; or the card. And I also missed my cikgu Saliza. She thought me Mathematics, Bahasa Melayu and 1 other subject during Standard 2 & 3. And oh, she loves to gift the excellent students some presents; to motivate them and the rest of the class to do well in every Ujian Bulanan & semester exam. Well, I always got #1 in class, for 5 semester in a row!
But I don't really miss my previous office. I mean, I miss some of the people; of course, the good ones. But those who're not so good; why should I miss them? It's better for me to miss my old-buddy and my other classmates like Asyraf Yaakub, Nurul Iman, and Abdul Ghani. It's been years that I didn't see them. That's what you call worth-to-miss-that-kind-of-people.
Then, I'd just realize that this is why older people or the senior staffs always said to the new staffs:
"Welcome to the Ugly-Working-World!"
I thot I got their points right now.
NUke
Setelah 4 bulan undian dibuka; maka para pembaca blog ni telah sepakat mengundi dan memilih album Thank You Allah oleh Maher Zain sebagai Album Terbaik 2010. Album Thank You Allah memuatkan lagu-lagu nasyid kontemporari dan berentak R&B, yang kini merupakan trend semasa dalam penyampaian dakwah. Buktinya, dengan penerimaan pendengar tempatan terhadap lagu-lagu hits seperti Insha Allah, The Chosen One dan For The Rest of My Life.
Dalam so-called kajian itu, Thank You Allah turut disaing hebat oleh buah tangan Yunalis Zarai (Yuna); juga dengan album studio pertamanya, Decorate; yang mendapat undian kedua tertinggi. Padat dengan lagu pop dan balada yang liriknya penuh dengan makna (Gadis Semasa, Cinta Sempurna, Random Awesome); Decorate juga boleh diiktiraf sebagai satu produk muzik tempatan terbaik tahun 2010.
Terima kasih kepada lagu-lagu hebat seperti Bad Romance, Telephone, dan Alejandro; album The Fame Monster oleh Lady Gaga menjadi pilihan ketiga sebagai album terbaik untuk tahun 2010 oleh pembaca blog ni. Mungkinkah album ini berjaya dinobatkan sebagai 'Album of the Year' pada anugerah Grammy awal Februari ni? Entah. Aku pun tak sure boleh ke tak. Tapi, harapan tu tetap ada.
To all who has cast your vote; thank you.
NUke
Dedicated to Angah; who is always makes fun of everything around us. The jokes, the laugh, the thoughts, and the helps. I love you Angah.
Back in 2004. I was in the final year of school. A boy who will be facing the big challenge in his 16 years old time. What else; the Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia. During those days in MRSM, I hardly go back home eventhough that we're allowed to do so once in every month, if I'm not mistaken lah. Ended up, I am not even bother to go home for more than 2 months. For me; and at that moment, I feel greatly independent and it's like a big record of my own.
The fact is that my home is about 200 km away from that MRSM; and some more I hardly get enough money to buy the bus ticket which cost me RM18.90 per trip. To menambah perisa to the reason I'm not going back to the hometown is that I'm holding the Bengkel Seni key, that some of my friends might need to use it over the weekend to finish their projek seni, and I am so lazy to trust them to hold the key; until the end of the Form 5, eventually I pass it back to Cikgu Julianaasnizah Omar.
And that is when I think that I'm getting closer to Angah. Angah is my sister. We're 7 years separated; in between there's another sister, and 1 brother in which I called them Alang and Abang Uda. Obviously because they're the 3rd and 4th among 6 of us.
Whenever my pocket started to kering, I will call mom using the telephone provided by Telekom Malaysia in which the call will be charged to the person on the other side. In that case, the student (like me) will no need to pay a single cent for the calls made. Now that I realized that I had burdened my already-full-with-other-commitment-mom, with those 15 minutes calls that I usually made every Thursday.
No. I am not home-sick. I'd just need mom's help in terms of financial.
Along and Angah totally understand that how loser can you be when you're staying in Asrama, and have no money even to buy the Apollo sticks that only cost you 20 cents. At that time, I do have savings, but rasa malu nak tukar at the Kedai Koperasi or the Cafeteria. After all, it's all about your air muka.
I know, if mom doesn't have any money to send over to me via Pos Laju, then Angah will be the one responsible for taking out her own money and mailed it over to me. Of course, using the Pos Laju as well. She will also bear the cost of the pos laju registered mail as well. I think, it only cost around RM 1.70. Angah will send 2 pieces of RM 50 note inside the well written letter; asking me to use the money wisely and don't forget to study elok-elok. So that bila I dah berjaya, everyone will be happy.
Angah. How can you be so good; sacrificing your investment in ASB, and send the money all the way from KL to Penang for your little brother. I owe you so much that I'm not sure how to pay all the good deeds that you have thrown over to me.
And now I know that it is now my turn to help my younger sister. I cannot complaint right? After all, these are the reasons why we need our siblings.
Don't you think so?
NUke
This story is dedicated to my Mom & Dad; who always be there whenever I feel like crying, laughing, and breaking down. I love you mom & dad.
The night was a bit warmer than the previous one. Forcing me to berbogel-dada, like what my ex-room-mate in MRSM said last time. It means tak berbaju. Belenging. This warm night reminds me on how I have tried to be so independent in my life. And how badly I wanted to prove to my other friends that I am such a guy; who's always has a cigarette put sandwiched between the alpha male lips; and running back and forth in the padang bola with a yellow jersey sticking on the sweaty chest & abs.
And that was so immature of me. Luckily it was like... 8 years ago?
Today, the night is still like those days in the school. And precisely at this moment, I am sitting on top of kerusi kayu antik; owned by my mom. And I am berbogel-dada as usual. It is not like I don't like to wear shirt; or that I love to see my body... because I only have a nice abs; not chest. I am a skinny dude. Yet, the bulu-bulu has started to fill up the empty-center-space of my perut. Playing with those bulu somehow arouse me. I feel great.
Then, I remember how my mom slowly made me become independent in my life. At least, now, I can go to the immigration and register for a passport without anybody accompanying me. And of course, I pay for the passport with my own money.
Those days in SMK Melawati, mom always asked me to go to Kedai Tenaga (TNB) to pay the bills, while she stayed in the car; outside; not coming out as she's double-parked. The same thing goes when she needed to send some registered mail to someone. She'll be in the car, while I will be the one who do the walking-far-away, and take the nombor giliran, and waited for my number to be called. Only to find that the money that mom gave me sometimes is not enough that I have to use my baki duit belanja to top up. Being 14 years old & in Form 3 that time, you cannot blame me why sometimes I preferred to stay back late in the school so that I won't be facing the same situation again & again.
How mean!
15 years old. Form 4. In a MRSM. Boarding school.
It's a yeay for me as I now no need to face the walking-take number-waiting-not enough money thingy. For the first time I feel free. Free from the babbles, all the nasihats, and all the 'jangan lupa siapkan kerja sekolah' talking. But that wasn't long until I realized that I'd just put my life into a guarded fences of Rules & Laws of STUDENT'S LIFE. I can't do this. I can't do that. This is forbidden. If you do this, your name will be announce in monthly assembly. And oh, not to forget; the seniors who sometimes make you look so stupid.
Surprisingly, I survived that 2 years. Of course, 1 year being a super-poyo Senior with a lot of peminats ranging from Form 1 until Form 4. Ranging from girls... to boys. But during my student's life in MRSM, I hardly miss solat Subuh. Thanks to my room-mates who were Biro Dakwah & Agama, Biro Akademik & Biro Komunikasi. Both Biro Akademik & Komunikasi wear songkok all the time, so I assumed that they perform the solat 5 kali sehari as well. Pendek kata, I was a good-boy and calon menantu pilihan ramai-lah those days.
College time. I thanked my parents for their willingness to support me with the studies. Both financially, and motivationally. I am so happy that I have started to understand the word independent. I don't depend on my room-mates to wake me up for Subuh; as Syaitan has already helped me pulling the selimut and asked me to sleep instead of solat. I, sometimes felt very lazy to go to the Kelas Ko-K at 5 pm. Instead, I went to the court to play squash with K.E. Eventhough I (always) lost to him, but we enjoyed the games with the sweats & laughs. He, somehow became a brother of mine there... in the court. He kept me motivated.
University. I am 75% (in-)dependent. Yeap. Financial is crucial. My PTPTN was just enough for the expensive-university-fees. Leaving me only RM170 to survive the whole semester. No wonder youth generation hates the government. They give the full loan to the well-doing-family's kid; but not those who actually need the loan more than them. I guess.
Back to the real life. It's already 11.28pm when I started to write this paragraph. I just got back home from fetching my younger sister from her workplace. Thanks to the celebration of Thaipusam, I have to take the alternative roads which are full-ed with bonggols & junctions, and the lopak-lopak too. That my journey took longer than usual by 10 minutes. I can't blame the JKR as they berJasa Kepada Rakyat very well. And I can't blame the Thaipusam, because it's their people's belief. And of course, I cannot blame my sister! Because she's not totally independent yet.
Unlike us. The older people.
NUke
Jujurnya,
Pernah tak terdetik dalam hati korang untuk menyimpan wang bagi tujuan menunaikan Haji di Mekah?
Tipu, berdosa.
NUke
Dear Muhamad Zaki,
How are you? I got to know that you're organizing this kind of contest due to your sickness of having difficulties looking for a new and good song recently. Hence, I really hope that the music that I'll recommend to you below will somehow entertain your night life.
This time, I would like to recommend Haunted. By the American country singer, Taylor Swift. Taken from her latest album released last year; Speak Now.
Disclaimer: I personally do not suggest(-ing) any readers to download any songs ILLEGALLY. Please buy and purchase original musics.
If you think country song is only for Americans; and somehow think that it's only for old folks, I bet you're wrong after knowing Ms. Swift. Knowing her after the international hits, Love Story released in late 2008, I personally think that most music listeners are now started to accept country music. Some of them don't even know how to differentiate between country, ballad, and Etnik Kreatif. I feel bad.
Zaki, Haunted is probably the most pop-rock song (besides, knowing her as a country singer) in Swift's new album. As you can hear the strings harmonise with her edgy vocals, electric guitars and nicely played-and-recorded drums. That's why I suggest you this song. At least your night will be haunted by 'Haunted'; just like what I have experienced after I heard it for the first time.
If you want to talk about the lyrics, I think you will get impressed even with the first couplet. 'You and I walk a fragile line; I have known it all this time.' The word Fragile itself has explained the vulnerability of the persona in the song.
Anyway, Zaki. I totally hope you will enjoy Haunted, as much as I enjoy it until now.
Not forgetting to Farhana and FaizalSulaiman, please be informed that you've been tagged for this contest! Please do the homework ya!
Regards,
NUke
How do you describe with a term 'having-a-long-day'? Adakah apabila terlalu banyak perkara yang berlaku, ataupun bila tak banyak benda yang boleh dilakukan dalam sehari?
Aku pun tak pasti dengan takrifan aku terhadap terma tu. Pada aku, istilah itu sangat sesuai bila kita terperangkap dalam kesesakan lalu lintas utk tempoh masa yang sangat lama.
Dalam pada kesesakan yang disebabkan oleh hujan lebat dan jumlah motorsikal yang berhenti berteduh di bawah jambatan; sehingga memaksa jalan 3 lorong menjadi 2 lorong itu, aku terdengar satu slot rakaman siaran pagi utk satu stesen radio tempatan.
Ada 2 rakaman, dalam 2 selang masa yang berbeza.
Dalam salah satu rakaman tu, ada lah seorang pemanggil meluahkan rasa tak puas hati terhadap suaminya & juga kepada seorang perempuan yang mengganggu suaminya itu. Dia cakap lebih kurg cenggini lah; 'Dia nampak je laki saya tu pakai keta besar.. ada rumah besar! Tapi, tau ke dia yang saya yang bekerja keras utk semua tu?! Sesuka hati je perempuan tu nak goda2 laki saya'.
Walaupun dalam talian tu (maybe) pompuan tu menggunakan nama samaran seperti Timah, Joyah, Musliha, or apape saja nama; atau mungkin nama betul yang digunakan; pada aku,perkara2 sebegini tak perlu kot sampai diluahkan pada medium umum yang mana boleh didengari oleh berjuta-juta pendengar Malaysia. Tu tak masuk, kalau2 ada pendengar2 oversea yang dgr scara on-line.
Bagi aku lah, kalau kau ada masalah dengan suami/isteri atau perkara2 yang melibatkan orang ketiga; baiklah bincang bersama-sama dulu. Ni, dengan tindakan meluahkannya menerusi radio, kau telah membuatkan ramai pendengar beranggapan buruk. Mungkin juga ada yang beranggapan baik. Tapi, perkara pertama yang aku terfikir pasal luahan itu tadi ialah:-
- Kau nak kata, yang kau lah banyak menyumbang kepada kemewahan yang kau dan suami kau miliki sekarang ini. Dalam erti kata lain, kau telah merendahkan darjat dan martabat lelaki yang bergelar Suami.
- Kau nak kata, perempuan2 lain di luar sana sekarang ni lebih memandang kepada kemewahan dan harta serta bersikap materialistik. Realitinya, kau pun begitu. Otherwise, kau takkan mention dan ungkit kemewahan yang korang kecapi ini adalah hasil drpada usaha kau seorang.
- Secara tak langsung, kau telah mengumumkan yang kau tak Hot! Sebab tu bila ada perempuan lain yang tease or goda2 laki kau, dia layan je. Cuba kalau kau Hot, aku rasa takkan adenye laki kau tu nak layan perempuan lain.
Lagipun, tak elok juga kalau nak heboh2 masalah laki-bini kat media massa ni. Sebab kau tu bukannya artis or personaliti2 popular. Kebanyakkan orang tak nak amik tau sangat.
Lagi satu, katakan lah ade orang yang kenal kau dan terdengar akan masalah yang kau luahkan itu. Siapa sangka diorg boleh mula bergossip di tempat kerja or di kawasan kejiranan. Tak pasal2 cerita or masalah laki-bini korang tu satu kampung dah tahu. Imagine, kalau korang ada anak2; lepas tu diorg pergi sekolah, kawan2 diorang or cikgu2 diorang sebuk2 tanya apa masalah yg family korang ada skarang ni? Tak ke pressure anak ko nak gi sekolah nanti? Yang mana benda yang tak sepatutnya diketahui, kini dah menjadi bahan bualan di kalangan teman2 sekerja, atau pun jiran tetangga?
Fikir lah dulu sebelum meluahkan apapa kat radio. Kalau setakat nak kongsi cerita 'Tadi saya makan Megi!! Saya gembira, sebab saya berjaya masak megi sendiri..!', aku takde lah kesah sangat.
Alhamdulillah, setakat ni takde pulak pendengar nak luahkan kat radio pasal 'Saya tak puas bersenggama dengan isteri/suami saya malam tadi! Boleh pulak dia tolak permintaan saya untuk 2nd round!'
Duh!
NUke
The much anticipated Vlog is back!
This time, all about Kara-Blog-ke. (Karaoke).
NUke
Selama ini, aku hanya dapat melihat daripada pandangan seorang pejalan kaki. Bila kita mahu melintas jalan, kita akan menoleh kanan, kiri, dan kanan semula. Dan apabila jalan sudah 'clear', barulah kaki ini ligat melangkah menyeberang jalan.
Dan pernah juga dalam kesesakan lalu lintas di tengah kotaraya, aku cuba melintas jalan. Sesekali ku jengahkan kepala untuk memamstikan tiada motorsikal menyusur di celah-celahan kereta dan bas.
Dan dari situ, aku mula berubah pandangan. Aku kini menungang motor. Kadang2 aku berasa geram apabila ada pelintas jalan sesuka hati melintas jalan tanpa menggunakan lampu isyarat pedestrian yang disediakan. Aku juga rasa bengang bila ada pedestrian tak melintas jalan menggunakan jejantas dan zebra crossing. Sebabnya, aku ini membawa motor. Dan acapkali aku terpaksa menekan brek secara mengejut apabila muncul sekujur tubuh pejalan kaki yang tiba-tiba muncul dari hadapan sebuah van atau lori. Dah tentu aku tak nampak yang kau ada dekat situ!!!!
Now, who said that only Malaysian Drivers are being RUDE while they're on the road?
Pedestrians too!
Think Before You Cross the Road. Use Zebra Crossing.
p/s: Image courtesy of Google.
NUke
Tahniah kepada TV3 kerana berjaya menganjurkan Anugerah Juara Lagu yang sudah pun masuk edisi ke-25. Sememangnya harus diakui, dalam pada ramai pemerhati mengkritik hebat dengan senarai lagu yang layak ke pentas akhir, namun, masing-masing juga tertunggu-tunggu akan lagu mana yang bakal dijulang sebagai Juara Lagu; manisnya untuk edisi Jubli Perak ini - 25.
Persembahan pembukaan oleh bekas-bekas juara sememangnya mengimbau segala memori bersama AJL. Dimulakan dengan Francissca Peter yang mengalunkan lagu Sekadar Di Pinggiran, diikuti dengan Nash, Pada Syurga Di Wajahmu sebelum diakhiri dengan M. Nasir yang mendendangkan lagu Tanya Sama Itu Hud-Hud dan Ghazal Untuk Rabiah. Menariknya pemilihan mereka ini sebagai pembuka tirai AJL25 mempunyai signifikan tersendiri.
Melihat kepada persembahan semua finalis yang bertanding; beberapa kesimpulan boleh dibuat. Pertama, hampir semua finalis mampu dan berjaya mengawal vokal dengan sangat baik; dan hampir sempurna. Awalnya, menjangkakan Yuna boleh mengungguli kategori itu, namun, pilihan seakan berubah-ubah kepada finalis yang seterusnya membuat persembahan. Vokal yang memang diperakui mantap dan 'most outstanding' pada malam persembahan AJL25 ialah Hafiz (Noktah Cinta), Black (Sofea Jane) dan Yuna (Cinta Sempurna). Jadi, tiada isu berbangkit apabila Hafiz dinobatkan sebagai pemenang Vokal Terbaik AJL25 memandangkan dia dengan selamba saja menyanyikan lagu itu dengan nada yang tinggi. Oh ya! Tanpa kerutan terlihat di wajahnya.
Mengenai persembahan, kita terpaksa memuji semua finalis kerana berjaya bertindak kreatif dalam penyampaian lagu. Persembahan daripada Yuna menyaksikan pentas AJL penuh dengan pokok-pokok yang tinggal ranting cuma; persembahan API dengan vokalis yang dipalit 'darah' dan juga berbalut tangan. Paling menarik adalah persembahan Hafiz yang nampak 'real' seolah-olah ditembak. Cara dia jatuh pun nampak real. Menjadikan suasana dewan sedetik cemas. Namun, kejutan yang dilakukan Hafiz kemudiannya dijamah perlahan oleh penonton yang kemudiannya khayal dengan Adira yang 'berterbangan'. Muncul pula Faizal Tahir yang diikat tangannya, dan pada pertengahan persembahan, penonton dikejutkan dengan FT yang jatuh ke dalam kolam air, semasa persembahan Hanyut. FT sebelum itu muncul bersama beberapa pelakon tanah air yang menjayakan persembahan Selamat Malam.
Keputusan tempat ketiga yang memihak kepada Noktah Cinta memang memberi sedikit kejutan kepada semua. Sebab rata-ratanya cuma dapat mengagak 2 lagu yang akan berada di kelompok teratas. Bila saja Noktah Cinta diumumkan sebagai pemenang Tempat Ketiga, masing-masing mulai berdebar. Drama King nyanyian Meet Uncle Hussain dan Black muncul sebagai Naib Juara, seperti yang diramal kebanyakkan peminat dan penonton. Lagu baik memang seharusnya berada di posisi kejayaan yang baik. Drama King sebelum ini pernah disenarai pendek dalam kategori Lagu Rock Terbaik pada Anugerah Industri Muzik ke-17, namun gagal.
Ramalan kini lebih tertumpu kepada Faizal Tahir atau Yuna yang diteka ramai mampu mengungguli Juara Lagu kali ini. Namun, bila saja Ally Iskandar mengatakan bahawa Juara Lagu milik seorang penyanyi yang juga penulis lirik dan komposer bagi lagu itu, maka pilihan kini hanya ada 2; sama ada Yuna, ataupun Ana Raffali.
And that's it. Ana Raffali menang! Menerusi lagu Tolong Ingatkan Aku. Satu kejutan hebat buat penonton dan peminat Anugerah Juara Lagu!
Lagu dia serius sedap! Dan bila difikir-fikir semula, lagu ni memang berkualiti! What more can I say about this song?
Anugerah Juara Lagu ke-25
Vokal Terbaik: Hafiz (Noktah Cinta)
Persembahan Terbaik: Faizal Tahir (Hanyut)
Tempat Ketiga: Hafiz (Noktah Cinta)
Naib Juara: Drama King (Meet Uncle Hussain & Black)
Juara Lagu: Ana Raffali (Tolong Ingatkan Aku)
NUke
Semalam.
Aku punya lah tension bila nak update blog or bila tiba je aku rajin nak blogwalking, tiba-tiba internet connection menjadi siphinzir (siput khinzir). Mula lah lepas tu aku nak naik hantu! tak pasal-pasal keyboard aku ni kena hentak dengan tumbukan Harimau Merah Dewata Raya aku sebanyak 2 kali.
(Nasib baik tak pecah!)
Kalo tak, tak pasal2 aku tak leh nak update blog langsung. Bongok gak aku ni, gi hentam keyboard tu pasal apa?!
Punyalah geram sampai aku pun jadi tak keruan; aku pun dengan niat hati yg ikhlas, cuba mengarangkan komen dan cadangan kepada Maxis, punyalah cantik ayat bahasa inggeris aku taip kat online feedback form dia, bila aku nak submit je, boleh plak dia kata 'Error! Please try again!'.
Lagi lah aku naik hantu!
Dammm!! Kedengaran keyboard aku parah menikmati tumbukan padu Harimau Merah sekali lagi.
Last skali, aku off pc dan pergi menikmati Corn Falkes kat dapur.
NUke
Mengikut tahun Islam, aka kalendar Hijrah;
Aku
Dah
Berusia
23
Tahun.
NUke
Ala. Boring lah weh.
Jom lah... kita berentap.
Kau pergi panggil bamey ko jap!
Bamey!
Ape dia?
Jom lah!
Jom!
Itulah lebih kurang dialog antara Angah, Adik aku, dan Bamey (aku). Apa lagi, seolah2 pantang dicabar, aku pun terus lah menerima lamaran untuk berentap. Dan pertelingkahan pun bermula. Turutan telah sama-sama disepakat. Adik aku yang mula, lpas tu Aku, then baru Angah.
Jus ! Jambu ! Busana!!!
sehinggalah perkataan terakhir, Lirik!
Angah telah berjaya menggunakan jubin hurufnya sehingga habis! so, aku dan adik aku terpaksa la buat adjustment markah.
Bila dikira2 jumlah markah, juaranya adalah AKU!
Heh! Hebat kan!
NUke
Malam tadi, opah ada cerita, yang sebetulnya, atuk mahu letak nama ayah aku 'Mohamad Shafie', dan bukan lah 'Mahmod'. Tapi, entah macammana time nak register surat beranak dulu2, atuk aku ni pergi bubuh nama 'Mahmod'. Teruslah ayah aku jadi 'Mahmod'. Opah cakap, Atuk respon begini "Alah, nama Mahmod pun cantik jugak."
Ayah selalunya akan berdiam diri daripada bercerita pasal Atuk. Sebab ayah tak punya banyak masa nak kenal Atuk. Atuk meninggal dunia sebab kena tembak dengan komunis kat Balai Polis. Time tu, ayah cuma 2 tahun.
Daripada kisah & tauladan orang kampung; diketahui bahawa Opah sanggup tak kahwin lain sebab terlalu sayangkan Atuk. Opah kata, Atuk sangat baik & tak kan ada orang boleh ganti tempat dia. Gila setia opah aku ni! Padahal kalo tak silap, opah menjadi Balu pada usia 26 thn. (Lebih kurang la...)
Atuk... Daripada kecik lagi kitorang cuba carik gambar atuk. Sampai lah 3 or 4 tahun lepas, baru kitorang jumpa. Dengar khabar, selama ni ayah yang simpan. Tapi tak sure lah betul ke tak.
Atuk. Yang sebelah kanan. Separuh duduk, separuh berdiri.
NUke
"Ayah! Bangun ayah!"
Tempikan yang dilemparkan oleh Aneesa itu terus membuatkan ibu, kak long dan juga Achik terbangun daripada tidur. Ruang tamu yang penuh dengan tubuh yang bergelimpangan, menikmati tidur itu tiba-tiba menjadi hingar bingar. Dek kerana tempikan itu juga, Mak Cik Su dan keluarganya yang tidur disebelah keluarga Aneesa juga terjaga. Ia disusuli dengan keluarga Pak Ngah yang tidur di dalam bilik berhampiran ruang tamu.
Rumah Opah kembali terang dengan limpahan neon dan kalimantang yang menyilaukan mata anak-anak kecil yang lena dibuai mimpi.
"Kenapa ni nak?", ucap Ibu, memeluk erat Aneesa. Ubun-ubun gadis itu diusap perlahan sambil perilaku kasar yang dibalsnya itu cuba ditenangkan oleh Kak Long dan Achik. Aneesa menangis sambil terus menerus berteriak. Dia mengenangkan ayah yang tiada lagi di situ. Aneesa sedih kerana tidak dapat bersama-sama ayahnya pada malam raya itu. Yang mana ayahnya itu sedang berjuang di bumi Bosnia.
Aku? Aku hanya mampu terkebil melihat segala drama yang dipaparkan kerana itu semua hanyalah
KHAYALAN dan IMAGINASI aku saja!
Haha! Mengarut je.
NUke
Asal masuk tahun baru je, semualah nak ada azam yang entah apape. Padahal, azam tahun lepas pun x tercapai lagi. Menyedari akan hal itu, maka aku dgn penuh rasa bongkak rendah diri pun kembali melihat semula azam tahun 2010 aku... nak tengok, tercapai ke tak azam aku yang konon2nya hebat sangat tuh.
Mari kita recap azam tahun 2010 yang lalu.
- Menambahkan berat badan sekurang2nya 58kg.
- Penilaian: Haram jadah! tak cecah pun 51 kilo! Maintain 50 kg je spanjang tahun!!!
- Keputusan: Remain utk tahun ini!
- Mempunyai pelaburan kewangan (ASB, Tabung Haji, Unit Trust, etc.)
- Penilaian: Aku berjaya buka akaun Tabung Haji!
- Keputusan: Berjaya lah kot. So, case closed.
- Sekurang2nya ada simpanan RM4,000.00
- Penilaian: Lagi satu haram jadah!
- Keputusan: Remain utk tahun ini.
- Memiliki satu kamera DSLR.
- Penilaian: Hahahahhaha! Tak tercapai.
- Keputusan: Dikeluarkan daripada senarai tahun ni sebab ada target yg lain!
- Bercuti di Sarawak.
- Penilaian: Tak kesampaian juga.
- Keputusan: Dikekalkan utk tahun ini.
So, itulah dia. Kita berbalik lah kepada realiti.
Jadi, apakah azam anda?
NUke
DJ Earworm : United States of Pop (Don't Stop The Pop)
Don't stop the pop
(Ahh, ahh-ahh ahh...)
Can't stop the clock
(So baby let's go)
I wanna celebrate
And I don't want the party to stop
(Hey-ay!) (Ayy-o)
Tonight we can get a little stronger,
Tonight we can go a little longer
Can't stop the clock
Tik tok, don't stop the pop
I know a place where they
Dance dance dance dance
Till I like it
Rude boy
Dyamite
A bad romance
I know a place where they
go (go) go (go) go
Giddy up and
Can make your bed rock
Don't stop the pop
It happens all the time
The melody, in my head
Make me wanna say
The time pass but we
Let the beat rock
Let the DJ go to play my favorite song
Don't stop the pop
(Don't stop baby)
Don't stop the pop
So baby let's go
I wanna celebrate
And I don't want the party to stop
(Hey-aye!) (Ayy-o)
Tonight we can get a little stronger
(Ayy!)
Tonight we can go a little longer
(Ayy!)
Can't stop the clock
Tik tok, don't stop the pop
We can dance
(Woah oh-woah)
Like it goes on and on and on
Like shooting stars (like shooting stars)
Dance, until we die
Like it goes
On and on and on
On and on and on and on and
Dance
Like it's the last night of your life life
Dance
Like we'll be young forever
Dance dance dance that's tomorrow just right now now now
'Cause we're never getting old
It happens all the time
I'm always hearing your
Melody, in my head
You make me wanna say
The time pass and we
Let the beat drop
Cuz we gon' rock rock rock rock rock
When the music drops
Don't stop the pop
Don't stop the pop
Don't stop baby
Don't stop the pop
So baby let go
(One love one love!)
I wanna celebrate
And I don't want the party to stop
(Hey-aye!) (Ayy-o)
Tonight we can get a little stronger
(Ayy!)
Tonight we can go a little longer
(Ayy!)
Can't stop the clock
Tik tok, don't stop the pop
Let's go all the way tonight
I want it all, it all, it all
I just want it all, I just want
everything as long as it's free
(ohh-ohh, ohh-ohhh)
I want it all
Ain't got no money in my pocket but
I wanna be a billionaire
Go DJ!
Got my iPod
On the stereo
If I could write you a song
The world better prepare
Oh my god
Listen to my mix
On the radio
Hands up
(Hands up!)
Suddenly we all got our hands up
Put your hands up
Now put your hands up!
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes, saying
Ohh myyyyyyy god.
Don't stop the pop
Don't stop baby
I don't wanna stop
Spreading my wings
It's like I'm in flight
Let's fly away
Life is just a party
And i don't want the party to stop
(hey-aye!) (ayy-o)
Tonight we can go a little stronger
(Ayy!)
tonight we can go a little longer
(Ayy!)
Can't stop the clock
Tik tok, tik tok don't stop the pop
Let's go
Faster, faster
Don't stop
Go faster
(ayy o)
Just going out to
Roll all night
Baby I don't want the party to stop
Hey-aye!
Everybody
From New York, to
California
(Ayy!)
Can't stop the clock
No regrets
There's not a thing that I would change
Can't stop the clock
We're unforgettable
ayy!
We're undeniable
So hot
We're on top
Tik tok
Don't stop the pop
(Woah oh-woahh)
don't stop baby
(Woah oh-woahh)
Wont stop baby
'Cause you're amazing, just the way you are.
(Ahh, ahh-ahh ahh...)
Can't stop the clock
(So baby let's go)
I wanna celebrate
And I don't want the party to stop
(Hey-ay!) (Ayy-o)
Tonight we can get a little stronger,
Tonight we can go a little longer
Can't stop the clock
Tik tok, don't stop the pop
I know a place where they
Dance dance dance dance
Till I like it
Rude boy
Dyamite
A bad romance
I know a place where they
go (go) go (go) go
Giddy up and
Can make your bed rock
Don't stop the pop
It happens all the time
The melody, in my head
Make me wanna say
The time pass but we
Let the beat rock
Let the DJ go to play my favorite song
Don't stop the pop
(Don't stop baby)
Don't stop the pop
So baby let's go
I wanna celebrate
And I don't want the party to stop
(Hey-aye!) (Ayy-o)
Tonight we can get a little stronger
(Ayy!)
Tonight we can go a little longer
(Ayy!)
Can't stop the clock
Tik tok, don't stop the pop
We can dance
(Woah oh-woah)
Like it goes on and on and on
Like shooting stars (like shooting stars)
Dance, until we die
Like it goes
On and on and on
On and on and on and on and
Dance
Like it's the last night of your life life
Dance
Like we'll be young forever
Dance dance dance that's tomorrow just right now now now
'Cause we're never getting old
It happens all the time
I'm always hearing your
Melody, in my head
You make me wanna say
The time pass and we
Let the beat drop
Cuz we gon' rock rock rock rock rock
When the music drops
Don't stop the pop
Don't stop the pop
Don't stop baby
Don't stop the pop
So baby let go
(One love one love!)
I wanna celebrate
And I don't want the party to stop
(Hey-aye!) (Ayy-o)
Tonight we can get a little stronger
(Ayy!)
Tonight we can go a little longer
(Ayy!)
Can't stop the clock
Tik tok, don't stop the pop
Let's go all the way tonight
I want it all, it all, it all
I just want it all, I just want
everything as long as it's free
(ohh-ohh, ohh-ohhh)
I want it all
Ain't got no money in my pocket but
I wanna be a billionaire
Go DJ!
Got my iPod
On the stereo
If I could write you a song
The world better prepare
Oh my god
Listen to my mix
On the radio
Hands up
(Hands up!)
Suddenly we all got our hands up
Put your hands up
Now put your hands up!
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes, saying
Ohh myyyyyyy god.
Don't stop the pop
Don't stop baby
I don't wanna stop
Spreading my wings
It's like I'm in flight
Let's fly away
Life is just a party
And i don't want the party to stop
(hey-aye!) (ayy-o)
Tonight we can go a little stronger
(Ayy!)
tonight we can go a little longer
(Ayy!)
Can't stop the clock
Tik tok, tik tok don't stop the pop
Let's go
Faster, faster
Don't stop
Go faster
(ayy o)
Just going out to
Roll all night
Baby I don't want the party to stop
Hey-aye!
Everybody
From New York, to
California
(Ayy!)
Can't stop the clock
No regrets
There's not a thing that I would change
Can't stop the clock
We're unforgettable
ayy!
We're undeniable
So hot
We're on top
Tik tok
Don't stop the pop
(Woah oh-woahh)
don't stop baby
(Woah oh-woahh)
Wont stop baby
'Cause you're amazing, just the way you are.
NUke
When an amateur blogger (like me) writes in English. This is what will happen:-
Welcome Seven-Eleven 2011.
But frankly speaking, I still in the mood of believing that I am still in 2010. It's just like the feelings that you don't want, you would not want to let it go. Not that just too many great things happened, but all the lesson that you have learnt in that past 365 days.
2010 eventually comes to it's end last night.
And I thought that I missed it so much.
NUke
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