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When they asked you “Are You Lonesome Tonight?”, it actually means that the sadness in within. I can be solitary but not necessary lonesome. In fact, lonesome can be define as the state of sadness ones are. In other words, lonesome emphasizes a plaintive desire for companionship

On the other hand, solitary means the person is way apart. Part and being alone. Alone doesn’t mean lonesome. That is what we need to set things straight.

Often, I told myself that this is the way I should look at. Being a friend….
“A friend who walks in when everyone walks out”

Just like the story of K.C Jones, the Celtics coach.

After every loss, or whenever somebody had taken a bad shot at the end of the game, he’d be the first one to walk over, pat the guy on the back and say, “Don’t worry, we’ll get ‘em next time.” But he’d never come up to you after you’d do something great. So, I asked him about it one night, and he said, “Kevin, after you’ve made the winning basket, you’ve got 15,000 people cheering for you, TV stations come at you, and everybody giving you high-fives. You don’t need me then. When you need a real friend is when you feel that nobody likes you.”

This is so profound….

The year is 2057, 5 scores from the years before. The vast advancement of the technology, with the introduction of the micro computing. A hybrid of the nano technology on electron and mechanical. The world had then become a smaller place. All living in a virtual society. In fact, the virtual village has been costing million of money involved. The last heard was the Giggle had become the single solution corporation. Covering all sort of chain of supplies.

In this minor shape piece of land, a young chap in his 20s now working from home. He not only working as the consultant in the medical line. Providing advises and issuing the prescription online. Like his generation, he had himself a blog with a huge fan base. Millions of his fans tune to his blog every hour. It is sensational thing of the time. However, 2 years ago… he had lost everything. He was vanished from the cyberspace. No one knew what happened to him. Some says that he was conquered. Some say he was abducted by aliens.

Now that he is back. He blogged about his 2 year experience. The first post begins like this.

The night couldn’t be any darker in the days. I was in the midst of doing tubing (similar to old days of YouTube) when somehow the electricity kick off. The room was consumated by the darkness. It’s only pitch black. I barely could see anything. Not even my own hand. Suddenly, my window glass break and followed with the flashes of bright light. I was temporarily blinded as my pupil was wide open to see in the dark, the flashes of light doesn’t give an ample time for the changes.

It seems for the next 30 seconds, I am lost in my own room. Hearing footsteps climbing over the window pane, I was forced to ground. Taken by surprise, I was helpless. At that moment, I can only pray and I weep in fear for not knowing what happened. They are men in uniform. Vaguely, I remembered that there were some initial on their shirt…. Something with I,5,A.

By the time I know, counting the numbered days… the Earth had been circling the Sun twice. In these hard times, I barely could catch a glimpse of ray from the Sun……

And that was the story…

Two nights ago, I was with a couple of my friends. It happened to be one of them having a leaking rooftop. He was complaining about the contractor whom doing the repair. Costly and hard to get him to start work too.

At the same time, there’s one minor part of my bathroom is leaking water when there are heavier rain. The last time I told the management to fix it, I had been scolded because it’s not the roof problem. It’s the rain.

And then I came across the article from the newspaper here. It says that global changes in the weather pattern that resulted in heavier rain is to be blamed for the recent leaks at the Parliament building.”

So, I came to a conclusion that if there is any future complains about the leaking or leakage of rooftop throughout the world, it will has to be with the heavier rain. Nothing else. Nothing more. Nothing less. “Act of God lah”

This morning when I was going through the statcounter, I stumble upon a keyword, which is the name of my friend… Mr. Teh Eng Haw. Somehow and somewhat someone googled his name. Yes. His name in quote.

Previously, another old friend of mine also did the googling of his name and came to my site. Otherwise, he wouldn’t take his fairly own sweet time to call me. It was a great thing to hear from him.

Anyway, I recalled that I once read about the effect of blogging and the vast information available on the Net. Some of the employers would actually googled the person they are going to hire to find out more about the person.

In terms of personalities, credibility and so on so forth. Now my thought is this. Is it my dear friend is changing job again that the employer googled him or he himself googled himself to see if he had anyone just like me whom posted his name up.

So, have you tried google your name before?

First and foremost, Zewt as we know has been well known for his brain. Errr.. in the other sense, thought. Knowingly well for his great insight of things around us, he inspired many through various of his post. Covering all aspect of life, if not yet.

Hence when I saw that he is going to stop blogging altogether, I was devastated deeply. Appearantly for what reason? Then I came to read his post.

He feels threaten as a blogger. Why? He extracted the post from the news.

“… three laws could be used against the bloggers: The Internal Security Act (ISA), Sedition Act and Section 121b of the Penal Code”.

The first Act is sufficient enough to justify the fear factor within each and every bloggers in Malaysia. I felt the same way too. But fear not. You did not flame anyone right? or anything that threaten the issues in Malaysia right?

“We will not permit any party to disturb the nation’s harmony and cause unease among the community,” he said.

And if you did not does any of the below. No worries.

“This is to put a stop to the freedom to lie in the blogosphere.

“We want blogs to be clean, a place to obtain accurate information, a reference point for honest opinion, not a platform to abuse and slander people,” he said.

I hereby plea to you to reconsider not to quit blogging. For if you are quitting, I believe I also have a fair share of the first degree of offense too. :p

Your Fanless Fansi
Frostier

When I read the news, I was wondering what is happening with the people?

If one note carefully, the skybridge is build very close to the bank of the river. In fact, the way I looked at it it is just above the river banks. What happened if the flash flood happened again? I derno much about the whole thing maybe can check with Kenny. He’s the expert when comes to things like this.

The RM12 million air-conditioned skybridge will have shops, a tourist information centre and closed-circuit television cameras.

Are they spending money for the sake of the people or for the sake of spending money? I’m asking myself and I don’t think I will get the answer.. well….

One might asked, what Emily? What Hill? It is a title for a monolog drama. A play written by Stella Kon which I was introduced in my drama class back in 2003. I was taking a liberal arts which consists of Asian History and Drama.

The first play I saw was at the Actor Studio Bangsar, starring Pearly Chua as Emily of Emerald Hill in 2003. Before watching it, studying the play reflects and reminds us of the woman’s journey of love, loss, growth, and sacrifice and inviting them to reflect upon familial bonds and tradition.

The story is about the character of Emily which is based on Kon’s grandmother. The inspiration of Emily of Emerald Hill derived from experiences of growing up in a Peranakan family in the 1950’s. It is a story of a generation and is set in 1950 and chronicles the triumph and fall of one woman. It starts with the splendor and tribulations of the era with Emily raising her childs three sons and a daughter through the Second World War. She later recounts her marriage to a man twice her age in her early age, then her battles with her in-laws, and her son’s studies in law which results in a battle lost when he commits suicide.

As the story goes, Continuation of her narration of her personal journey of grief and regret over her son’s suicide, her husband’s betrayal and death, and finally in the end invites audiences to witness her ultimate descent in to living in an old house by herself to a ripe old age.

The second time I watched it was sometime last year at Borders, Berjaya Times Square. Pearly really bring life to the character.

I think I saw Paul Ooi today. This afternoon. Yeap~ And also the HackInTheBox thingy… I might be wrong. Small world if it’s true..

After reading this, I came to know there are few things we need to keep in mind.

“There is no special decision to go against bloggers but citizens must be aware that there are laws in this country,” he said, when commenting on the police report lodged against the Malaysia Today website yesterday by Umno information chief Tan Sri Muhammad Muhammad Taib.

Adhere to rules & regulations my fellow bloggers.

Last week, Parti Keadilan Rakyat information bureau staff Nathaniel Tan was remanded to facilitate investigations under the Official Secrets Act (OSA) as he was believed to be in possession of documents linked to Deputy Internal Security Minister Datuk Johari Baharom’s alleged involvement in corruption.

Facilitate means to help out… Not being accused.

Now, so you know…..