Featured in Prasasti July 2007
Very recently, I was told by Miss nur_za, an assistant editor of an E-Magazine:Prasasti, that my article was used in their magazine for the July Edition under Featured Blogger column.
I was actually quite surprise since this is the first time in my entire life, an article written is printed in a magazine. (it is not actually printed since it is an E magazine, but you should get it). So do excuse me being very happy about it.
The E Magazine is actually very new, but for those who would want to have a look,
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The article is at page 42. Even though the layout make the article very hard to read, I don't care... I'm there hehe
p.s. Maybe I should start thinking of writing professionally to magazines hihi what do you guys think?
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The Story
Referring to yesterday's post, I was telling you a piece of my childhood memory. Today, I'm going to tell you the whole story. I'm not sure what year was it, but I was definitely either 14 or 15 years old. It was Ramadhan and my brothers, a friend and myself went to the mosque to pray Solat Terawih. Maybe it's more proper if I introduce them to you. Both my brothers are pocket and filantera. That's was of course their blogger name. The friend is Zulkifli Zainon or better known as Bob.
THE HISTORY
One night, when we were returning home from the mosque, Bob's sister - Netty and her friends were walking far in front of us but still within visible distance. So that night, when the girls reached a cemetery area, suddenly, a few boys jump on them from the nearby trees. The girls were so frightened and scream. Since we are quite far at the back, we can only shouted at the boys and they just ran away. We cannot chase them of course, with our stomache full of the "more" feast we just had hehe. ("More" pronunce as More+Ray). We thought that was it, but apparently we thought wrong, the boys were planning to seek revenge on us the next day.
THE NEXT DAY
as always, we returned home, all four of us. The girls was now closer to our group. Suddenly we realized we had been followed by the boys from yesterday. There were about 7 to 8 of them. From the back, we can hear they tried to start a fight by saying nasty words (which I'm not going into details here).
I can still remember, our mood that night had changed and it seemed that even our walking style from the lazily sliding, changed to the warrior like walking from Hang Tuah movies hahah. We kept quiet the whole time. In our mind, we know for certain that the fight will surely take place. We were really outnumbered so it will be worse if we fight in the dark. We need some light.
THE CEMETERY
The only light available is in front of the cemetary. We reached there and instead of confronting them, we somewhat wait for them just beneath the light. My youngest brother, filantera was only in primary school then so we sent him off with the girls to the girls' house. Hoping very hard that my beloved filantera would know what to do, maybe asked some adults to come and sort our fight. So off he went.
The nasty words uttered were still thrown at us continuously. But the funny thing is they didn't take any move to start the fight themselves, We can hear the sound of iron clinging to each other what we then assume are weapons such as screw driver and chain. Imagine us waiting there, heads down just waiting for the fight to start or the help arrived from Filantera's quest.
THE TURNING POINT
suddenly, my second brother - pocket, fall down and start screaming like mad. And I mean really screaming.. as if he was possessed. It is the cemetary. Both of us, Bob and I was shocked and had to hold him as strong as we can because my brother had seriously gone crazy, screaming and trying to go to the boys.
And the boys who had been following us from the start... was either shocked with my brother's screaming or just plain shocked, they ran away to all direction... believe me, even running into us. ahhahaha.
After about 30 seconds of hysteria, my brother calms down and guess what, he said that it is all just an act to scare the boys away. We were laughing so hard that night. seriously amazed with his idea.
THE ONE WHO'S "HARAPKAN PAGAR, PAGAR BUKAK PINTU PAGAR"
We then went to Bob's house, and guess what, my youngest brother - filantera, was actually drinking hot milo served by the girls. He totally forgot his mission. hahaha.....
THE END
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Sunday - "Hari Gotong Royong Sedunia"
Eheh No, It's not official, Thanks to my good friend (and lovely) Julia, there's a new template for this blog. So I'm very sorry not posting today as customizing the template somehow is very addictive. Will finish it all by today :) Have a nice weekend!!
What do you think of the new design? Anybody with "rabun dekat" maybe? Thanx
--------------- Personal Note --------------------------
Believe it or not, I work on Sunday. My off day is actually on Friday. That's why you can see I'm away on Friday. Sunday in my mill is a maintenance day. Ok guys, have to go to work. thanx again julia
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Any Problem Can Be Solved One...
When I was studying, one lecturer gave me this story. See... stories make us better at remembering things. I doubt I even remember any formula from his lectures. Basically the story describes what engineering is really about. It is simply problem solving. I am not sure though whether the story is true or not, but I'll share it with you regardless.
During the early years of space exploration, it is said that American astronaut faced one minor problem. The pen they are using just cannot function properly in zero gravity. If you notice, here on the earth, we usually fail to write something using a pen on surfaces like the wall or the ceiling. In zero gravity, obviously the situation worsen as there is just no force pushing the ink out.
Fascinated, the american spend thousands to overcome the problem. They come up with hydraulic system based pen. It is slightly heavier but then in zero gravity, that will not be a problem.
When the Russia start going into space. They encounter the same problem. they then used pencils.
/end story
The most important step in problem solving is actually defining the problem. You wrongly define the problem, you will end up solving another problem instead of the current at hand. Like in this example, the actual problem is "how to write?" and not "how to force the ink out of the pen?". How to apply to real life? Simply put, just spend more time analyzing the problem. Redefine it again and again until you know exactly what's the the problem.
--------------- Personal Note --------------------------
First of all, I appreciate my friends who visited the blog everyday. I only know you via my statistic. For that I thank you with all my heart. I was wondering though whether to change my medium to Malay or stick with English? I've had some feedback that some people may not be comfortable with english and thus prevent them from writing any comment. To tell you the truth, what keeps me motivated to keep writing besides my newly found passion for writing, is the 20+- regular friends visiting this blog everyday. Again I thank you. If it's not much trouble, do leave me some comments ya, Malay or English. I don't mind. Just want to know the 20 of you better :)
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