aliens among us...

Recently I had quite a long telephone conversation with a close friend. Many thing were spoken and discuss, some with certain level of seriousness while others.. are just plain jokes.

He did mention, before this he just thought that all of us human are merely the same, although not exactly similar, but the difference or delta in the level of attitude and behaviour almost the same. But now he realized, after turning to the age of wisdom and point of no return.... there are too many kind of people, in term of behaviour, attitude, characters etc.

In short, there are many so called aliens living among us, either we realized, accept or not. We do not need a warp drive spacecraft like the Enterprise to take us million of light years away, to far side galaxy for us to make contact and interact with aliens. Open our door each morning and we'll meet them on the road, office, supermarket, kedai makan and so on...

When Gene Roddenberry created Star Trek, probably his intention is to reflect mirror image of human character in the form of space aliens from other galaxy. The infamous Klingon species with their sole purpose to expand the empire with whatever means, and uphold their honour and respect. For them, other species is insignificant and not brave enough to govern anything.

What about a few of us, or probably a part of us who share the same idea and attitude... thinking other peoples who's not at par with our standard and academic level, not qualify enough to handle their responsibilty, or worst, giving their opinion...

The Vulcan and Romulan once come from the same root, separated and become rival due to different idea on dealing with emotion. One side believe in emotion suppression and control, following logic... while the later believe in total freedom of emotion.... Both are not so different from us....

And what about the Borg, who's objective to create higher level of perfection, according to their perception, and assimilate others who's they see fit.... with or without their subject consent. Objection is irrelevant....for them, their idea, ther perception and their way, is the upmost correct way.

I could sense a few Borg among us, who's disregard other opinion and shut the door for any negotiation... for them, resistance is futile....

happy people and unhappy people...

Sometime why is it so hard for some people to admit their mistakes and ask for forgiveness. Probably for them, talking nicely and sweetly to the person involved, is enough as a representation of their acceptance for their mistake. Adding more effortless lies and misleading information eventhough the sign of retribution is visible must be less ardous task than expressing for simple apology.

Maybe now we are living in the world of deception and secrecy, where almost everything we see and hear, is not totally what it seem to be. Truth become a very alien word,... invaluable for person who's seeking for it... but become mocekry and joke, for people use lie to cover other lie...

Secret, if it does not carry the weight of death or faith, should only be burdened on the adult who's conducting the deed not to other innocent soul.

Wise man say, "happy people happy when they see other people happy, and they are unhappy when other people unhappy. On the contrary, unhappy people happy seeing other people unhappy and unhappy when seeing other people happy".

so choose who we are....

happily everafter.... or unhappily everafter......

Happy father day.....

A few days ago my FB friend posted a link on this song, "Father and Son" by Yusuf Islam......

Father
It's not time to make a change,
Just relax, take it easy.
You're still young, that's your fault,
There's so much you have to know.
Find a girl, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy.

I was once like you are now, and I know that it's not easy,
To be calm when you've found something going on.
But take your time, think a lot,
Why, think of everything you've got.
For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.

Son
How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again.
It's always been the same, same old story.
From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen.
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.

Father
It's not time to make a change,
Just sit down, take it slowly.
You're still young, that's your fault,
There's so much you have to go through.
Find a girl, settle down,
if you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy.
(Son-- Away Away Away, I know I have to
Make this decision alone - no)

Son
All the times that I cried, keeping all the things I knew inside,
It's hard, but it's harder to ignore it.
If they were right, I'd agree, but it's them They know not me.
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.
(Father-- Stay Stay Stay, Why must you go and
make this decision alone?)

For me, this is truly a strong and full of message song, although I am not a regular music listener. Make me thinking,...... sometime the hardest person you want to communicate and uderstand, is with the person you love most, either your father or your son.

We normally have this kind of feeling, that our closest person have the most understanding of ourselves. But in contrast, we also tend to have the feeling that he is the last person who could understand our dream or ambition.

And most of the time, both of them failed to communicate their heart in bridging this paradox feeling. Deep in our heart, we undeniably love each other, but perhaps male communicate this way between male, especially when certain issue arise.

Communication doesn't always mean a transfer of information via vocal or writing. Silent and gesture, sometime can be a powerful and lasting message. It's not easy being a son, and it's not less harder being a father.

Happy Father Day, though this message come late.....

I miss my late father, and far away son.

Rain, Sickle and Hammer....

I was quite naughty when I was a boy. My mother had to keep up with me and my 4 small brothers and sisters. It was a hard time, earning daily income as smallholder rubber tapper and raising 5 children. Whenever it's raining, we were very happy, playing around and I could not understand during that time why my parent look worry, sitting down in the house front. For us, it's extra playing activities, when the grass was wet and soft, but for our parent, it's extra day of lost income......

Though I understood after that...., most of the time I still complain when it's raining, which cause coming late to work or back, traffic jam etc... but at the and of the month, no extra lost income day due to rain...

And, I can still remember my mother always scolding and reminding me "don't be a bad and naughty boy, else communist guy would come in and take you away"... normally I become obedience after that ... scared probably. During that that time, communist is the numero uono bad company, probably second ranking after the devil. There's no Decepticon, JE, H1N1, bird flue, Mat Rempit, Venom, Darth Vader etc.....and the list goes on

And look where I am, in the middle of Sosialist Republic communist nation with close link to sickle and hammer founder, Lenin. Whenever I talk to my local friend on this thing, they laughed... and they really laugh loud. Afterall, it isn't so bad living in this country, minus the halal food la. I will write later on that....

In the end, my mother was right, Communist guy and company did really take me away... to do their job.

this is the punishment for being disobedient boy......