My response to the current imbroglio of racism in Malaysia

Dalam pemerhatian saya:

Dalam sejarah hidup seorang manusia, kecerdikan seorang itu bergantung kepada akal dan akal perlu selalu diisi dengan ilmu maka barulah seorang itu dikatakan orang berilmu.

Ilmu hadir dari dua pendekatan, belajar dan berfikir.

Belajar dengan cara berguru atau membaca dan berfikir pula menggunakan bahan yang ada di dalam badan samada pancaindera, kudrat atau tenaga.

Saya berpendapat,tidak semestinya seorang yang dianggap Ketua, maka segala yang diperlakukannya baik,dari pemerhatian kritik-kritiknya. Pokoknya, setiap orang mesti mempunyai penasihat atau setidak-tidaknya mendengar nasihat orang lain.

Apabila seorang menganggap dia bijak dan setiap tutur katanya seperti hadis, maka orangnya itu akan termasuk dalam golongan macam pengikut Ayah Pin (Ketua Kerajaan Langit yang diharamkan kerajaan).

Kadang-kadang bila lihat gelagat manusia yang mendakwa diri mereka pandai dan lebih bersih kita tertanya-tanya sendiri. Apakah mereka itu benar-benar ikhlas bila buat teguran atau mengkritik.

Cara mereka lebih memperlihatkan kesumat hati mereka yang penuh rasa dengki dan cemburu.    
Kritik mereka lebih bersifat peribadi. Mereka hanya ternampak kuman diseberang lautan.   Gajah depan mata yang lebih membahayakan diri sendiri saolah-olah terlepas pandang.Kasihan manusia ini !. 

Yang lain mungkin tidak sehebat dia dalam pikiran otaknya,tetapi mengatakan dirinya sebagai penyelesai masaalah rekaan dirinya sendiri tentulah tidak boleh diwajarkan oleh mereka-mereka yang berfikiran munasabah.

Kadang-kadang kita kena juga lihat diri kita sendiri sebelum mengata orang lain.

Walaupun saya memang meluat dengan gelagat hypokrit seperti ini,tetapi saya tidak mahu menghina mereka.

Berilah kritik yang baik dan bukannya merapu dan membuat tuduhan yang menjatuhkan nama dan imej dimata orang sekeliling dan asing. Manusia sepatutnya bersopan bila menegur atau di tegur.

Wahai manusia. Sedarlah sedikit untuk mengetahui siapa sebenarnya kamu.

Kocik kitchen- All very enjoyable and very tasty.

If you want tasty Nyonya food whilst in Melaka then Kocik Kitchen is well worth a visit. From the street it looks to be small but there is a much bigger dining area to the rear.

 Good authentic interior and very good food. Friendly helpful service and some delicious food. Food here tastes good and they served  a better cendol than most when compared to others that I tried in Melaka.

 Using premium Gula Melaka always helps!

 It taste and smells extremely good.

 One is never enough!!

The setting may be small and simple but don't be put off by that because the service was good and the food was very tasty. We ordered the Kapitan chicken, Terung berlada, Creamy prawn curry, fried Bee Hoon, and tried their Pai Tee snack with Ngoh Hiang.

The waitress was very nice and communicates in English. The lady boss/owner Mdm.Suzy was also courteous. What more can we want for a good meal here in Melaka?

Ngoh Hiang

Terung berlada

Pai Tee

Udang masak lemak

Personal Life Quibs

If  you are the parent of a teenage student and would like to ruin his or her day, here's a good way to do it: make them read books and do household chores. This is what my wife and I did to our youngest, who is an 18-year-old, and it really worked.

She says we made her life miserable with such unreasonable demand. She says none of her friends have to read books or clean the toilet, so why should she?

She says chores are the duty of  parents in this whole world.

So the other day, we decided to level with her. "The only reason we had kids," we told her, "was to make them miserable.

Why ?

Well, heck –With all the stress and tension at work, that’s the cheapest fun we could find apart from banging each other. And look what that produced!

“This is what we set out to do every day “  we said.  Every day we think: what can we do that will really tick off our kids?

"It's so much fun. When you have kids of your own, you should try it." The girl rolled her eyes and went back in her room, picked up a book and started to read. Oh, it was a beautiful moment. It nearly brought tears to my eyes.

That was back in January, shortly after her SPM exams had ended the year and with it her high school life, that we sat the girl down for a little talk."Here's the deal", we said. So that you remain the budding young humble genius that is your destiny, you’ll have control over toilet duties and dishes the whole year and you have to read a book a week and write a two-page report on it. It doesn't have to be a long book, we said. In fact, it can be any book you want, as long as it's not a joke book or something. My daughter did not take this well.

In fact, I have been in courtrooms and seen men sentenced to hard time in the slammer who reacted better. Apparently, since she’d just turned 18 and wanted to find a real job and escape the dreary clutches of her parents by being financially independent, the girl had envisioned an endless fun life of sleeping until 10, working in Jusco earning RM 80 a day as a part timer, with nights spent karaoking and wiping out whatever was in my refrigerator. 

But not helping poor old mom and dad keep the toilets and dishes clean was not on her menu nor even ,  (horrors) reading. No, cleaning up after themselves and the house plus reading was definitely not on their itinerary. Nevertheless, in the weeks since that incredibly mean edict was handed down, the girl has read five books and only been yelled at once for allowing the green fungus to take over the wash basin. She’d read one of the Harry Potter books and a book on home basement prisons’ that we bought on a recent family vacation to Singapore.

She  also read two teen suspense novels by Roland Smith called "Zach's Lie" and "Jack's Run," about two kids caught in the middle of their father's drug-trafficking escapades.

Of course, to ensure that we know it's still her and that her body was not snatched by aliens and her mind reprogrammed, she often says things like: "Why do I have to clean up after everyone?" and "I hate reading" and my personal all-time favorite, " Chores are stupid." 

These statements, of course, are designed to press our buttons. "Reading is stupid -- I'm putting that on a bumper sticker and slapping it on my car," I'd say.

But for all the grief she gives us, I find myself coming home from work one day and the girl came up to me and said: "Can you drive me to the library? I want to get a couple of books." At times like this, of course, it's my turn to press some buttons. Why should she have all the fun?

"I thought you hate to read," I said.

"I do," she says. 

"I thought reading was stupid," I said.

"It is," she says.

"Can we go?"

So we get in the car and the kid screws around with the radio, and now I have to listen to Foo Fighters or Red Hot Chili Peppers or something like that on the way to the library. But when we get there, she goes off happily in search of books and I don't see her for 45 minutes as she rummages through the stacks.

Or so I happily thought.

Until I saw her cooing next to another boy inside the Malacca library, giggling away unperturbed by the looks of the other surrounding indignant 12 year old's. I would have march over and grilled the boy inside over if it wasn't for a fact that he was a 5’ 11’’ hulk Hogan whose father was also my company lawyer. Ahh, well…… you can’t win em all

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