Undeniable

Hijazi…

• despite the effect of being the underdog minority with a lot of stigmas attached to it has on you, it has worked to your advantage in the sense that you’ve always felt the need to prove yourself, as opposed to embrace the negative aspects of it. which is a good thing. and in spite of the passion, which could have very well manifested into obsession, agression and arrogance, you’ve managed to inspire
• whenever i have to force myself to do something i’ll think of what you’d say. you’re like the voice of encouragement
• anyway. entah lah i just need to remind you time and again that you’re a Malay and you have an ideal. and one that can be looked up to. so. i’m proud that you’re Malay.

hehehe.

this excerpts were copied from a recent msn convy I had with a pal…Nhazean.The only reason I had to just put it up in this entry is because I found it to be a rather sincere yet enigmatic take on myself.Sorie Nhazean…but this is a compliment to you gal!I am honored to be given a lowdown by you…in this quirky manner of yours.Nhazean is a primary school mate whom I just got reconnected earlier this year.Fun woman…full of untapped potential…ever opiniated…if only she can see…what she was destined to be.A great person with a great Life.Guess her Time will come.

Hari Raya Eid went without any fuss.Somehow,I was just not in any celebratory mood of any sort.I was appreciative of the whole significance of Eid,but I guess,it pales in comparison to the euphoria people in Mecca probably experienced.There is always this funny detachment about Syawal and Eid,for me.Personally.Maybe,it’s only because I had personally experienced Syawal up at Mecca,and seeing how moderate the festivities there,made me realize the extravagance the people here,sometimes indulge in when it comes to celebrations.It is however,just a personal opinion.Coz to me…I cannot relate to why the millions who spent their hours at Mecca in total devotion and submission,do not celebrate Syawal and Eid in raptures of joy?Is it culture?Or is it,the lack of meaningful understanding?It’s not meant to be understood I guess.Just to be observed.Heeee.

I spent the afternoon of Eid up with Randy at Haw Par Techno Centre for a networking session that was organised by a great bunch of peepz.They were having a session of "The CashFlow Game".For those who are not familiar with the terminology,the board game was actually conceptualised by this Hawaiian bloke named Robert Kiyosaki.He is the author of the New York’s #1 bestseller hit,"Rich Dad,Poor Dad".For anyone who had not had the opportunity to uncover the existence of such a book,I implore you to beg,borrow or steal this piece of fine manuscript.It might not change your Life instantaneously,but it will start eroding some of your prescribed old school mentality about how finances work.It is not technical.Just pure logic.I have the book…ask for it.

Anyway,the game was a virgin experience for Randy and myself.Being financial consultants,I seriously thought that the game will give us a sharper edge in the basic understanding of how money was designed to either be a slave or master to the dynamics of living our Life.I was right.My whole concept about how money works…were blown away to smithereens.After 2 hours,Randy and myself were still stuck in the Rat Race,with our total cash in hand amounting to over half a million.Now,how ridiculous is that?To be cash rich…yet not being out of the Rat Race of survival.The concept is mindblowing.You gotta play it,to grasp the basic fundamentals of how finances work actually.

It is interesting nevertheless to note that there were only two Malay peepz in there,namely Randy and myself.Now,I am not gonna go ranting and bitching about that sore fact.I just saw an opportunity there and then.If such an activity based session were to be organised for our community,it will do a lot of houselholds a hell of good benefits.Let’s be realistic.Between sitting down in front of the telly,watching continuous reruns of the recent concluded Anugerah VCDs,and playing this CashFlow game…people better have the good sense of doing the latter.

Talking about Anugerah…my Mum had been ‘emotionally blackmailing’ me into buying her a copy of that VCD.I am steadfast in my beliefs of not getting one.Don’t people know that the VCD itself is a direct representation of how the story "The Ring" was conceptualized in the first place.No kidding.Watch the VCD…you’ll get a phone call from somebody,telling you how right they were in voting the winners…and you’ll be brain dead,by the 7th day.From non progressive brain activity,other than watching the VCD over and over again…like my Mum.Aaaaaarggghhhh!I have nothing against those "Spice Boys".It’s those irky ardent supporters that makes eating maggots on the Fear Factor much more appealing than to hear them shriek on TV.Eeeeeuuuuurrrrgggh!The whole farce of it is,why does a Champion,have to contend himself with the adulation that 3 other runners up,receive in equal dosage.Where is the significance in winning a competition?Or is a marketing budget lacking somewhere such that,consolidations seemed like the next best,cheap alternative.Why have 4 separate VCDs…when one can produce 1 VCD with 4 contestants?I admire the business acumen of the producers.I would have done the same thing too.Heeeee.

To make the Anugerah farce even nore chewable,the recent Eid night variety program,featured the other contestants as the main focus on the show.Once again,I am not,in any way against the business side of things.I would have done the same thing too.Produce a variety program with unknown known faces…let them sing a few hit Hari raya songs…ride on the Anugerah tide…and save a few pennies here and there.Great business acumen.Bad program choice for viewers like myself…who had to contend with the "Hot Chick" as a substitute…

"Hot Chick" was gross.Why would anyone wanna be in someone else’s body…especially of an opposite gender?Wait…I retract that.If there was someone I wish I can switch bodies with…it will be that of Siti Nurhaliza.Do not attempt to ask why…!

I have this deep,happy feeling.Maybe because,when a Life feels incomplete…and suddenly one finds that missing piece…a sense of gratitude overwhelms.Not that it’s in the hands…but at least,one knows…that it is there.I don’t know…

Do you know that the Greeks never wrote obituaries for a demised loved one.All that was asked,is one question."Did he live his Life with passion?"Now…I would like to believe that,passion is truly the quotient to all sense of fulfillments.The eager desire to excel and apply at an area of Life,is so compelling.As I am writing this…I am beginning to realize and appreciate the thought that I will probably,God willing,not be the sorta person who forgets the simplicity of my Life.Success and riches do get in that side of a person’s head that says,everything is a God given right.But…it is so not true.The Passion to live out a Life is still,in my eyes,a priceless commodity that can never be traded,compromised or even sold,in exchanged for the meaningful things in Life.Like Love.

What is passion?

That innate desire to get out of bed in the morning…to dress well…to arrive early at work…to greet fellow colleagues…to smile in the face of clients…to achieve satisfactory deals…to conclude the day with finished work day assignments…to meet up with your soulmate for dinner…to enjoy a brisk walk through the city…head home in each other’s arms…being serenaded to sleep…and dream that I will wake up going through that whole day in sequential order all over again….

Finito.

The Eid night drama highlighted a very important noted point for me.In a moment of reflection,the lead character said this to his granddaughter…

"Now that your Grandma is no longer here,I am beginning to appreciate the whole significance of having her around.When she was here,when we could not sleep,we would tell each other stories,we would laugh and cry together.Now I know that it is not only the companionhip she provided.It was Love.All that,was Love personified.She was more than just my friend.Do you think she is waiting for me?"

How aptly put.If only the majority of people can note this poignant point.Marriage does more than just be a reason for self gratification and procreation.Marriage,to me,validates and substantiates the whole universal reason,as to why we exist in the first place.There is a sentence from our Quran which goes along the lines that,we were created in pairs…somehow,I would so wanna believe in that notion that at that very instance of my creation,my other half was also being created.How can that be Jaz…?My mom is so much younger than my dad!Do not be an idiot silly!Just a picture of analogy…in the event,if there ever was a mould for a perfect heart…I believe that our hearts were split into two after it was casted and placed into two separate individuals.And at that very instant,the mould was purposely broken.The whole beauty of the mould can only be replicated when these two different individuals come together and fit those two separated hearts together…

What the f**k are you talking about Jaz?!

Never mind.Let me be lost in my own New Age beliefs.Heeeeeeee.

Undeniable chemistry.That is the essence.You need that…

Instances?

Same thoughts.That suffices.Once is luck.Twice is coincidence.Thrice is mutual understanding.More than that is undeniable chemistry.

ps : Try and love a friend,and you will have something. Try and love a soulmate, and you will have anything. Try and love me…and you will have everything.-Jazi

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