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Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Bohemian Rhapsody (Queen)

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro - magnifico

But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go - will you let me go
Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never)
Never let you go - let me go
Never let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
for me
for me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me

Anyway the wind blows...

Saturday, November 08, 2008

Idul Fitri This Year


With my 7 months pregnant wife

Now is already Zulkaedah.. but nothing can stop me from talking about Raya this year.. and this Raya for two consecutive years, I celebrated Idul Fitri at my wife's hometown i.e. Gerik, Perak after considering that we were hardly go back to Gerik.

When I first time celebrated Idul Fitri at Gerik (last year), I was a bit shocked when the people are having rice and curry in the morning before going for Solat Raya.. 26 years I lived in the world of God.. I never touched rice on 1st Shawal (except nasi himpit & ketupat).. As I went to a neighbour's house, I was also been served with rice and curry.. Indeed, it is a new experience for me..

In Melaka (especially in Masjid Tanah), we do not (or rarely) serve rice on the 1st Raya.. normally we will have lemangs, ketupats, rendang, kuah kacang and kuih raya.. If anybody cooks rice and curry, it will not be touched.. only after our throats are started to refuse anymore 'santanic' food, we will look for soups such as sup tulang, soto or laksa.. but I realized that in Perak (Gerik specifically), rice is always the main course.. and for me, If I have a choice, I will choose other than rice.. which I hardly get when I'm in Gerik..

Nevertheless, it shows the variety of our lifestyle, as per a Malay words of wisdom.. different fields will have different grasshoppers.. hahahahaha!!!

Hybernating

I'm sorry for not updating for quite some time.. I was preoccupied with my legal jobs