Praises and Compliments

Born as Malay, we are expected to be modest and humble, whenever we get praises or compliments. One should be uncomfortable and keep denying the compliments even they would have to kill the person who give the praises.

Denying the praises, in the homogeneity of the Malays, would only cause the person making the compliments to be highly motivated gives more compliments plus some exaggerations.

Malays, in full awareness of this habit, will keep repeating the cycle. Wonder why? It is simply because they yearn for more praises and compliments!

And then they will keep denying and sniggering and the same time as there will be exaggerations within the compliments made that sends impulses to their body, moving the muscles around the mandible to finally snigger and the nostril finally getting bigger than before.

“Wah, Usop, awak ini kacak lah”

“Eh, mana ada, awak ni ada-ada sahaja”

“Betul, saya tak tipu, muka awak nampak berseri-seri”

“Haha, Mengarut betul, saya sedar saya ini siapa, mana ada saya kacak, ahahaha”

“Betul lah Usop, saya rasa awaklah yang paling kacak sekali di sini. Saya sudah lama memerhatikannya sehingga saya dimarahi Bos saya. Muka awak bagaikan Dafi AF ketika dia sedang tersenyum, sungguh kacak sekali. Ketika awak sedang sedih pun, muka awak tetap kacak bagaikan Khairy Jamaluddin menang Parlimen Rembau! Oh, saya rasa awak patut masuk peraduan Hero Remaja ” (muka penuh ekspresi dengan sinar mata kejujuran)

“Eh, Mana ada, awak ni, pandai betul kalau bab nak mengusik saya, hehehe.” ( mula sengih-sengih kerang busuk)

And this pathetic cycle is keep repeating itself until today, as the mentality and homogeneity of the Malays that demand their members of society to remain “humble and modest”, although what they really want is just more praises and compliments.

Saidina Ali r.a once said; “Those who comment me or criticize me, they are my friend. Those who praise me, they are my enemy.”

There is truth in his words actually. So, that makes me to go against this stupid cycle. But I am no hypocrite. I do love to be praised although I am not keen of complimenting others no matter how good they are.

If I want to praise them, I will not compliment them straight away to them. This is totally against my policy. If I dun like their way, I just be honest with them, but with emotional intelligence approach of course. There is a bit of Okonkwo inside of me.

This usually happens whenever I get a compliment.

“Eh, Hosni, awak nampak kacak lah hari ini”

“Ye? Hahaha. Puji lah saya lagi”

If I am lucky, I will get more praises. And if I am lucky, I will not get any praises from that person for my whole life after that. All the things that I am going to hear are critics and comments that will help me to improve in all sorts of view.

It is win-win situation after all.

Do like getting compliments but don’t like giving them.

I dont think it is bad.

At least for me.

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Cita-cita Terpendam

Malas nak cerita panjang2..nanti melalut pulak..baiklah, mari kite lurus ke titiknya (straight to the point)!

Setiap daripada kite mempunyai cita2 tependam. Cita2 terpendam ni merujuk pada cita2 yang tak dapt dilaksanakan atas rintangan2 yang tidak dikenal pasti. kalau dikenal pasti pon, penyelesaiannya masih tidak ditemui. Kalau ditemui pun, ada lagi berbagai rintangan yang menghalang kita melaksanakannya.

Cita-cita terpendam aku ialah untuk menjadi.....

BODYGUARD !~~~

Bukan bodyguard cikai2 tu..

bukan jugak bonzer kelab malam..

bukan macam JAGA yang kat bank tu..

bukan gak yang empat kaki bunyi woof-woof tu..

tapi ni bodyguard yang pakai suit smart2 pastu de pistol siap ngan silencer!

macam dalam cite Prison Break tu..ala..kan The Company kan de banyak agen2 dorang..haa..yang camtu la yang jadi cite2 terpendam aku..tak silap aku kalau nk jadi bodyguard tahap gaban camtu kene de lesen and sijil die..

Fuh..cambest dowh.. ala2 CIA, FBI, Russian KGB, Israeli Mossad, Japanese Kempetai (yg ni agak noob), Muslim Jihadis..

Berbadan tegap (ni je la ciri2 yg ak de..len hancuss) dengan suit ala-ala Men In Black,

dengan menatang alah wayar yang pasang kat telinge untuk komunikasi,

dengan pistol siap ngan silencer kat sisi kiri, tak pun kat blakang sluar..

berlari2 mengejar musuh yang melakukan assasinasi..

Ataupun berjalan membentuk formasi segitiga bergerak mengawal isteri Perdana Menteri...Dada yang lengkap dengan ilmu silat, karate-do, aikido, Krav Maga serta MMA.

TIba2 de musuh orang asing datang menerpa, terus dikilas tanganye ke belakang dan digari! Seorang lagi muncul dari jauh, belom sempat beliau mengacukan shotgun terhadap ISteri PM, pistol aku telah pun mencium pelipis kanannya, membuatkannya berfikir dua kali sebelum menembak.

Tak tau sama ade ak gila atau pun tidak, stiap kali aku naik atau turun tangga berpilin Kolej MARA Seremban ni, mesti akan akan terbayang aku ni ejen FBI yang tgh kejar musuh..SEcara otomatik aku kan mengerakkan tangan aku keluar dari balakng sluar aku dan membuat gaya pistol ngan jari..

Mungkin korang katekan aku ni gile..tapi itu ialah cite-cite terpendam aku..yang aku rase aku memang takkan dapat tunaikan..

Haiz..kuciwa..kuciwa..

Tapi aku pkir2 balik, jadi bodyguard ni idup asek dalam bahaya je..idup asek ikut bontot orang je..

bek la aku jadi doktor..

mak aku saket bole gak aku tolong2 check..

haha..

pe cite2 terpendam korang?

takkan takde kot..mesti de kan..

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Seminar Pengurusan Industri Halal Nasional

Alone in room 216 of the magnificent Nazak Building of KMS, make me realise how exhausted I am.

I just got back from Malacca to attend the Seminar Pengurusan Industri Hal Nasional in Melaka International Trade Centre (MITC) in the very hall that we used to have the grand dinner for our batch.

The name of the seminar was so gempak. It took us 20 minutes in the hall to realise that the gempakness of the name was a hoax as the seminar only have meaning for real entrepeneurs! Not a bunch of bloody college guys selling kerepok lekor once a forthnight!

As the seminar was held in the conjuction with the Karnival Halal at the very same building, most of us take the oppurtunity to save our life from being bored to death by leaving the hall one by one and pleasure ourselves with the foods available at the bazaar. Being a food lover, I grab this lifetime chance to eat all the free foods and drinks from about a hundred booths there.

"Amek la ni"

"Try la makan ni dik, sedap ni.."

"Aaaa..ni air rossele bang"

Smiles were carved on our faces whenever those lines reach our ear. With pleasure, many foods and drinks had been happily dumped into our stomach and we were bloated by those free try-this-one foods!! Damn! That was better than the seminar. Haha, at least we can eat and walk and drink and walk and drink and eat and walk!~

We tried almost all the free foods and drinks there. We even try the Losyen Pati Lintah Gunung on our hand. All the urat-urat (veins) of my hand became clearly visible after that!

Ngeh ngeh ngeh...

Imagine what will happen when we apply on the right part~ Ouff!! Few "for-man-only" jokes with the booth guy left us roaring in laughter.

Not much battery left.
Lazy to write summore..
Well, if i have time, i'll continue this.

Soghi
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