It has been a tiring day, and you can't wait to fall asleep on the cosy bed that sits right across the workbench.
You are sleeping soundly. You arrive at the limitless ground of dreamland that brings back the fragrance of your memories, manifesting like a colourful bubble in your dream.
It's as if you are dancing gracefully in the space, looking for the rationality in the surprise that life has brought to you.
But, you smile at the irrationality, because nothing is prettier than having faith in fairy tales.
The night is dark, cold and lonely. You are as though the little girl who is selling the matches, hoping to light up a flickering flame on the candle, seeking for a warm shelter.
Life brings us patterns that we have no idea how to decipher, because they aren't rows and columns of white pendaflour lights in the office.
You hold on, eventhough it means nothing to everyone, because it means something to the small corner in your heart.
It's like that girl in your dream, that you wanna hug so much till the dawn of sky, and see the sky burns down to a sweet yellow.
And, you wake up.
You see a clear blue sky. The tranquility that cheers you up to a bright new day.
10 August 2012
08 August 2012
Work2Break
It seems like ages ago since I have taken a proper break. Suddenly you feel like you wanna be a reckless driver-drive into a dimension where your Kancil will become an A380 airbus.
I thought I was busy. But instead, it's just so I thought. I wasn't that busy, yet I am taking less breaks than before. Most people claim that they have no time for this and that, but if they were to take a step back and look, they will definitely have the time to do things that they wanted to do so badly.
That was an old claim, an old thought that people knew but forgot to do it still. We still claim that we are busy.
Sometimes, we tend to forget that a few words will paint a rainbow in a person's rainy day.
Working life is like turning a blue sky into a grey one, and hoping that one day it will turn back into a clear, sunny day. We are working so hard, so that we can take a break later.
Our teachers and parents told us so. And, many people told us so as well.
We forgot to smell the flowers; to feel the wind; or even to touch the wall, which used to vibrate the vibes of laughter.
Our footsteps, try to catch up with our minds. And, we lose touch with the pavements that we are walking on.
The suits, the shirts, covering the gold statues, which imprisons the happy souls and the childish acts.
Your daily route is fixed, like a procedural programming language, telling you to take a tube from Queensway station and get off at the Liverpool St. station every morning, with an exception of weekends.
Deep down, I miss the smile. As big as the sun. cheering me up to a bright sunny day :)
20 July 2012
The Paradox of Crowd
Coming out from the tube station, walking towards the crowd, feeling like a small fish in a big pond, swimming across the lonely souls.
The more people you meet, the more lonely you are.
Getting down the stairs, to the basement of the heart. You begin to wonder, how she feels and how she thinks.
Like a soulful briefcase, waiting for the light across the road to turn green.
Rows of coffee shops, brewing the closing eyelids. Standing by the counter, reminds you of the virtual coffee breaks, which you drank over the words on the instant messaging space.
Call me insane, finding words and emotions amidst the numbers and pie charts. That's exactly how it is. You need the night to see the moon, and touch the cold to feel the warmth.
There ain't a dream that built on a pile of cash and coins. Cause a dream is like your sweetheart that sweeps off your feet.
Are you brave enough to kiss your dreams?
The more people you meet, the more lonely you are.
Getting down the stairs, to the basement of the heart. You begin to wonder, how she feels and how she thinks.
Like a soulful briefcase, waiting for the light across the road to turn green.
Rows of coffee shops, brewing the closing eyelids. Standing by the counter, reminds you of the virtual coffee breaks, which you drank over the words on the instant messaging space.
Call me insane, finding words and emotions amidst the numbers and pie charts. That's exactly how it is. You need the night to see the moon, and touch the cold to feel the warmth.
There ain't a dream that built on a pile of cash and coins. Cause a dream is like your sweetheart that sweeps off your feet.
Are you brave enough to kiss your dreams?
03 July 2012
夏天里的雨季· Summer Internship 的起跑点
伦敦这城市，有点儿忧郁。被雨水覆盖着的街道两旁，也显得特别冷清。
第一次在伦敦里当起上班族，也算是开始慢慢体验着当地人的生活。没有学生的悠闲，没有时间的自由，看来朋友告诉我她想念大学的生涯，是对的想法。
那地下铁(Underground Tube)， 就像去年我每天都会准时去搭的LRT一样。每天都要求神拜佛，不要那么多人挤进来，否则，那半小时的火车路程，就够痛苦了。
一天两、三杯咖啡，也算不了什么。看回去，原来和我的大学生涯，也相差不远。对于两者，都不会怎么去留念。至于个人发展呢，那又另当别论。
这里的工作环境，拥有着数不尽的挑战；你身边的summer interns, 都几乎曾经在大银行里做过暑假工， 如 Goldman Sachs, Morgan Stanley 或 BoA Merrill Lynch 。你的上司(line manager) 和他的朋友，都曾经身历金融界的大事件。
一个，当年在纽约华尔街(Wall St)的 Morgan Stanley 里做工，亲眼目睹Lehman Brothers 倒下的那一刻；另外一个当年在Barclays里上班时，有份参与收购Lehman Brothers的买卖。
这些人，也算是应了 “成也银行家，败也银行家” 这句话。
前几天，在那暑假工的迎新日里，才发现一个很震惊的数据。人事部( HR)告诉我们，今年的录取率是历年新低，从大约5000位里选出60多位。低下头算了算，录取率都不到2%；这公司还要从这群学生里遴选 first-year analyst。
当然，里面也不乏有好笑的事件。
有位学生在面试里，为了得到这份工，信誓旦旦说 “I am up for any challenge”。
结果，今天，她的上司就给了她一个蛮艰难的任务。
她便说， “我没有这方面的经验。”
“没关系。你说你能够面对任何挑战。你在面试里不是那么说的吗？”
她吓了一跳，不知道自己的一字一句，都被记录下来了，唯有恨自己当时的信口开河。
其实，若把压力，竞争，放一边；这里能够学到的知识和经验，可以说是无价的。
真的，你看得越多，越觉得自己的知识有限，越觉得世界太辽阔了。
但愿，雨季过了后，会有彩虹的出现。:)
第一次在伦敦里当起上班族，也算是开始慢慢体验着当地人的生活。没有学生的悠闲，没有时间的自由，看来朋友告诉我她想念大学的生涯，是对的想法。
那地下铁(Underground Tube)， 就像去年我每天都会准时去搭的LRT一样。每天都要求神拜佛，不要那么多人挤进来，否则，那半小时的火车路程，就够痛苦了。
一天两、三杯咖啡，也算不了什么。看回去，原来和我的大学生涯，也相差不远。对于两者，都不会怎么去留念。至于个人发展呢，那又另当别论。
这里的工作环境，拥有着数不尽的挑战；你身边的summer interns, 都几乎曾经在大银行里做过暑假工， 如 Goldman Sachs, Morgan Stanley 或 BoA Merrill Lynch 。你的上司(line manager) 和他的朋友，都曾经身历金融界的大事件。
一个，当年在纽约华尔街(Wall St)的 Morgan Stanley 里做工，亲眼目睹Lehman Brothers 倒下的那一刻；另外一个当年在Barclays里上班时，有份参与收购Lehman Brothers的买卖。
这些人，也算是应了 “成也银行家，败也银行家” 这句话。
前几天，在那暑假工的迎新日里，才发现一个很震惊的数据。人事部( HR)告诉我们，今年的录取率是历年新低，从大约5000位里选出60多位。低下头算了算，录取率都不到2%；这公司还要从这群学生里遴选 first-year analyst。
当然，里面也不乏有好笑的事件。
有位学生在面试里，为了得到这份工，信誓旦旦说 “I am up for any challenge”。
结果，今天，她的上司就给了她一个蛮艰难的任务。
她便说， “我没有这方面的经验。”
“没关系。你说你能够面对任何挑战。你在面试里不是那么说的吗？”
她吓了一跳，不知道自己的一字一句，都被记录下来了，唯有恨自己当时的信口开河。
其实，若把压力，竞争，放一边；这里能够学到的知识和经验，可以说是无价的。
真的，你看得越多，越觉得自己的知识有限，越觉得世界太辽阔了。
但愿，雨季过了后，会有彩虹的出现。:)
20 June 2012
My First Publication
My first anthology of short stories. Do have a look and spread it to your friends!
Key description:
An anthology of short stories about my personal journey of thoughts and reflections. Stories about the small things in life which have inspired me to pen down the doubts, fears and uncertainties of a young college student.
Free Kindle for PC/Mac softwares are available.
10 June 2012
A heptagonal story
They were beautiful when I first discovered them, and they still are.
Unlike writing, I do not collect coins back in Malaysia. The hobby of collecting coins only begins when I arrive in London. With an eye for details, tiny pieces of historical events will line up chronologically, displaying their own unique designs for those who are patient enough to collect.
Each coin, with amazing intricacy crafted on it-passes on from one hand to another- like a curious kid who is eager to tell a story to the people who are willing to listen. Somewhere in the small, heptagonal metal, lies an untold story of the eventful incident which has occurred at a time where people today have forgotten.
It's delicately meaningful. The coin represents a milestone of art and history, which may have lost in time. And a collector like me, hoping to pick up one of them at a coffee shop or in a grocery store, to be happy again like a child.
I once visited a street art exhibition near Camden Market. There goes a piece of art saying, 'our only commodity is art, and there is no higher commodity than that'.
Personally, I think that the painter is most certainly right. To tell a story, you don't really need a beautiful mind. What you need are a beautiful heart, and an eye for details.
27 May 2012
Lessons you can learn from a Film Making course
To be honest, I am not a big fan of motion pictures. I am like those who pop by a cinema once in a while when there is a seemingly good movie, with the left hand carrying a box of popcorn and the right hand a cup of Coke and that's it.
However, the film making one-day course that I attended last Saturday was purely amazing. It was taught by a filmmaker from Toronto, Elliot Grove, who has founded the Raindance Film Festival, Raindance Filmmaking School and the British Independent Film Award, and has produced some of the world greatest directors- Christopher Nolan (Inception, The Dark Knight); Guy Ritchie (Sherlock Holmes); Matthew Vaughn (X-Men: First Class).
Not to forget also actor like Sacha Baron Cohen (The Dictator/Borat), is also one of the alumni of the Raindance Filmmaking School.
He mentioned that when he was young, due to his Amish background, his mum has forbidden him to go into the cinema because "the devils live inside". And, by the age of 16, he finally couldn't stand the curiosity and he went in for the first time, and saw that the cinema is not so different from a church-it also has rows of chairs. From there, he found his interest in making movies.
He was so poor that he had to live in a farm when he started his career. However, that turned out to be a blessing for him as he was taught to find the behavioral patterns for insects and the growth pattern of the wheat fields. The training was particular useful for a volatile environment like the film industry.
He also said, to follow your dream is an uphill battle, a very difficult task. He remembered how he broke his mum's heart when he can enter the top 3 universities in Canada, but ended up in an art school. And, how embarrassing it was, to tell his friends, especially his high school sweetheart about his interest, but the rest was history.
As he mentioned, sometimes we thought that film making is fake, because it's all about acting; but if we try to see it from the other perspective, it's probably even real than the reality, because in film making, we show every single emotion, by removing the public mask.
To him, motion picture is the most amazing tool that can move a person's emotion. It represents the idea, the social setting and the culture that the scriptwriter and director come from. It's telling a story; by bringing a corner of the world to the centre stage.
So, there he is, inspiring every amateur filmmaker, to become the next Steven Spielberg.
However, the film making one-day course that I attended last Saturday was purely amazing. It was taught by a filmmaker from Toronto, Elliot Grove, who has founded the Raindance Film Festival, Raindance Filmmaking School and the British Independent Film Award, and has produced some of the world greatest directors- Christopher Nolan (Inception, The Dark Knight); Guy Ritchie (Sherlock Holmes); Matthew Vaughn (X-Men: First Class).
Not to forget also actor like Sacha Baron Cohen (The Dictator/Borat), is also one of the alumni of the Raindance Filmmaking School.
He mentioned that when he was young, due to his Amish background, his mum has forbidden him to go into the cinema because "the devils live inside". And, by the age of 16, he finally couldn't stand the curiosity and he went in for the first time, and saw that the cinema is not so different from a church-it also has rows of chairs. From there, he found his interest in making movies.
He was so poor that he had to live in a farm when he started his career. However, that turned out to be a blessing for him as he was taught to find the behavioral patterns for insects and the growth pattern of the wheat fields. The training was particular useful for a volatile environment like the film industry.
He also said, to follow your dream is an uphill battle, a very difficult task. He remembered how he broke his mum's heart when he can enter the top 3 universities in Canada, but ended up in an art school. And, how embarrassing it was, to tell his friends, especially his high school sweetheart about his interest, but the rest was history.
As he mentioned, sometimes we thought that film making is fake, because it's all about acting; but if we try to see it from the other perspective, it's probably even real than the reality, because in film making, we show every single emotion, by removing the public mask.
To him, motion picture is the most amazing tool that can move a person's emotion. It represents the idea, the social setting and the culture that the scriptwriter and director come from. It's telling a story; by bringing a corner of the world to the centre stage.
So, there he is, inspiring every amateur filmmaker, to become the next Steven Spielberg.
10 May 2012
The Statue in the Park
It's the same path in the park. The same rough, uneven path that I use to walk to college everyday.
Spring has arrived, yet the rainy season still lingers around; just like the curse on the land of Narnia, but in this case, instead of layers of thick, white snow, the path is blanketed with murky water.
I used to think that cycling to college by cutting through the park will be a cool idea. After a few years down the road, I come to think that probably that was the imagination incepted by movies or dramas.
Walking to college is not too bad either. Every inch that I take, is a hundred mile my mind takes to wonder, just like the pixies in the Neverland.
And, if I cycle, I might miss the chance to stop by this statue.
So, there's this statue, situated in the middle of my path to college. I see many people will stop by and take a picture or purely admire this bronze statue, which seems to be apparated from the ancient Rome.
It's called the Statue of Physical Energy. You will see a knight sitting on a horse from the medieval age, looking towards the Kensington Palace, where Kate Middleton and Prince William reside.
There are many paths branched out from the statue. Just imagine a small roundabout you will encounter on the road when you are driving. I have been taking the same route, every single day, to college. And, now I come to think that if one day, I stop going to college. Which path should I take?
However, as I look up to this statue, I see that it's looking towards the West. I smile.
The last ember of the day, is the flame of dawn for tomorrow. As long as the sight is on the horizon, which path you take is not that daunting anymore.
Spring has arrived, yet the rainy season still lingers around; just like the curse on the land of Narnia, but in this case, instead of layers of thick, white snow, the path is blanketed with murky water.
I used to think that cycling to college by cutting through the park will be a cool idea. After a few years down the road, I come to think that probably that was the imagination incepted by movies or dramas.
Walking to college is not too bad either. Every inch that I take, is a hundred mile my mind takes to wonder, just like the pixies in the Neverland.
And, if I cycle, I might miss the chance to stop by this statue.
So, there's this statue, situated in the middle of my path to college. I see many people will stop by and take a picture or purely admire this bronze statue, which seems to be apparated from the ancient Rome.
It's called the Statue of Physical Energy. You will see a knight sitting on a horse from the medieval age, looking towards the Kensington Palace, where Kate Middleton and Prince William reside.
There are many paths branched out from the statue. Just imagine a small roundabout you will encounter on the road when you are driving. I have been taking the same route, every single day, to college. And, now I come to think that if one day, I stop going to college. Which path should I take?
However, as I look up to this statue, I see that it's looking towards the West. I smile.
The last ember of the day, is the flame of dawn for tomorrow. As long as the sight is on the horizon, which path you take is not that daunting anymore.
03 May 2012
Bersih 3.0 开讲
*以下文章纯属幽默作用。若有雷同，纯属巧合。
最近，因为考试的关系，所以并没有太去留意这篇新闻。须知道，大学生的责任是读好书。这对拿着奖学金的学生来说，更要保持冷静。
稍微不慎，钱没了；书读不了；那就真是要示威了。Occupy J**。
这有时候，也很恼人。
你不去了解新闻，人家说你在海外不是有KBKK思维的吗？你去评论，人家说你不尊敬合约内容。站在篱笆上，又被说没主见。
随着科技的发展，不需要做太多的research，只要勤开Facebook，各方的新闻和评论都会展现眼前。也有搞笑一族，不断以Bersih题材来开玩笑。
其实，现任政府，无论你怎样看，都已经大势已去，气数已尽。不管怎样，它是必须要走的。时代只会前进，不会退后。
我们看见了国外很多媒体和政治人物，都要控告我国媒体。
就连某官员写给拿着奖学金的大学生的“劝告信”，也曝光了。
这次的Bersih 3.0， 很多人都选择自己要看的东西。这没有错，器官是长在自己的身上，当然你可以选。但是，捏造事实，就万万不可。
就像身材走样的学生，在发放Facebook profile pic 时，只拍上半身一样。
不管这次的是静坐还是示威，在某种层度上，都是为即将来临的大选拉票，或者更为准确来说，“test water”。在生意的角度来说，"market estimation"。
可能，到头来，创办人可能会被人责骂虚伪，但，这其实不过是 " a means to an end"。在这种情形下，有些人会夸大这方面的说辞，但是，想像一下，就算她是虚伪，要那么多人，在星期六，大热天下去游行，也总算要有少少的自愿吧。
有人告诉我，警察打人。说真的，没有人告诉我，还以为有人欠债没还，被大耳窿追打。好像怕他不会死那样。
机会不是没有给，给了那么多年，就像不断说谎的Pinnochio一样，鼻子已经长到不行了。五年后，再奋斗过吧。
最近，因为考试的关系，所以并没有太去留意这篇新闻。须知道，大学生的责任是读好书。这对拿着奖学金的学生来说，更要保持冷静。
稍微不慎，钱没了；书读不了；那就真是要示威了。Occupy J**。
这有时候，也很恼人。
你不去了解新闻，人家说你在海外不是有KBKK思维的吗？你去评论，人家说你不尊敬合约内容。站在篱笆上，又被说没主见。
随着科技的发展，不需要做太多的research，只要勤开Facebook，各方的新闻和评论都会展现眼前。也有搞笑一族，不断以Bersih题材来开玩笑。
其实，现任政府，无论你怎样看，都已经大势已去，气数已尽。不管怎样，它是必须要走的。时代只会前进，不会退后。
我们看见了国外很多媒体和政治人物，都要控告我国媒体。
就连某官员写给拿着奖学金的大学生的“劝告信”，也曝光了。
这次的Bersih 3.0， 很多人都选择自己要看的东西。这没有错，器官是长在自己的身上，当然你可以选。但是，捏造事实，就万万不可。
就像身材走样的学生，在发放Facebook profile pic 时，只拍上半身一样。
不管这次的是静坐还是示威，在某种层度上，都是为即将来临的大选拉票，或者更为准确来说，“test water”。在生意的角度来说，"market estimation"。
可能，到头来，创办人可能会被人责骂虚伪，但，这其实不过是 " a means to an end"。在这种情形下，有些人会夸大这方面的说辞，但是，想像一下，就算她是虚伪，要那么多人，在星期六，大热天下去游行，也总算要有少少的自愿吧。
有人告诉我，警察打人。说真的，没有人告诉我，还以为有人欠债没还，被大耳窿追打。好像怕他不会死那样。
机会不是没有给，给了那么多年，就像不断说谎的Pinnochio一样，鼻子已经长到不行了。五年后，再奋斗过吧。
18 April 2012
不可思议
最近，伦敦好像患上了荷尔蒙失调。天气阴晴不定，Easter Break 竟然下起了冰雹。(hailing)
嘀嗒的声音，在窗内对着Facebook的我，觉得有点儿惊讶。有点儿不可思议。
其实，很多时候，不可思议的事情，反而多的是。就像当年Justin Bieber 一炮而红后，大家都不知道音乐界发了什么神经一样。又或者，看看马来西亚，不可思议的国家问题，几乎成了我国最大的输出品(Export)。
但是，不可思议，往往让你感到，原来，生活像个雨后彩虹，在最想像不到的时刻，美丽的彩虹天桥，筑起了内心美好的希望。
这，或许是理想主义(idealism)在作祟。理想主义最不理想的地方，就是试图把所有东西理想化。就像个小丑，一直想要成为马戏团的主角，才发现，他始终比不上在铁网里奔走的电单车，或者那会喷火的表演者。
写了老半天，才能够吐出那么多文字。看来准备考试这段时间，把脑袋给弄迟钝了。
冰雹继续下，我继续Facebook，那是个多么懒洋洋的下午啊！
嘀嗒的声音，在窗内对着Facebook的我，觉得有点儿惊讶。有点儿不可思议。
其实，很多时候，不可思议的事情，反而多的是。就像当年Justin Bieber 一炮而红后，大家都不知道音乐界发了什么神经一样。又或者，看看马来西亚，不可思议的国家问题，几乎成了我国最大的输出品(Export)。
但是，不可思议，往往让你感到，原来，生活像个雨后彩虹，在最想像不到的时刻，美丽的彩虹天桥，筑起了内心美好的希望。
这，或许是理想主义(idealism)在作祟。理想主义最不理想的地方，就是试图把所有东西理想化。就像个小丑，一直想要成为马戏团的主角，才发现，他始终比不上在铁网里奔走的电单车，或者那会喷火的表演者。
写了老半天，才能够吐出那么多文字。看来准备考试这段时间，把脑袋给弄迟钝了。
冰雹继续下，我继续Facebook，那是个多么懒洋洋的下午啊！
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