THe Chocolate Cake

Peace! :D
NO, its not another random topic that I feel to write about. Rather, its a chocolate cake. :D
I actually took myself to bake a chocolate cake 2 days ago. Why the late update, well...its coz i'm a little lazy these days :D If I remember...the chocolate cake had something like this:

Self-raising flour
Cocoa powder
Castor Sugar
Eggs
Butter
Water
Coffee powder


Well, thats about the ingredients. I actually forgot the amounts. I'll get to it in a few hours :D In any case, it actually turned out all right, except it was a little dry. I guess not enough water. I actually overdosed the eggs and butter, with an extra egg and an extra 80gm of butter. Sighz~~~ I'll have to do better next time. GANBATE!

Happiness

Salam and a good morning to all~~~ Referring to the topic above, its our random topic for the day! YAY! Once again, due to the lack of ideas, going through past SPM papers is an exhilirating experience trying to find some ideas to write. =.=" Most of the time we get these stuff, 1 word on the question paper and we're supposed to write something. That's just great. Just great....


Happiness

Happiness, derived from the root word happy, comes with one very subjective definition, "a state of well-being characterised by emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy". This, is still a very vague definition and still gives us the confusion of what really is contentment or even joy? How then would you explain these assumed simpler words that gives the word happiness meaning? However, there is always Internet surfing and the results came out that this is a very elaborate subject, ranging from various definitions to differrent online groups discussing the topic in great detail. In wikipedia, the definition gets even better "Happiness is a state of mind or feeling characterized by contentment, love, satisfaction, pleasure, or joy. A variety of philosophical, religious, psychological and biological approaches have striven to define happiness and identify its sources."

 The question comes. however, what is it that makes a person happy? Or in definition, a feeling of contentment and joy? Would it be financial security? Academic excellence? Doing what you have always dreamed of? Really, these are really positive motivations if a person would want to be happy. Even I would want financial security, academic excellence and everything that would make my life a blissful joy. Defining the word happiness to these narrowed concepts of materialism, however would be very wrong. How then, can we explain the unhappiness of many a human that has achieved every aspect stated above but come to regard himself as unhappy? How then can we explain the many suicides of successful people over the years? Clearly, there is something missing in that happiness.


Furthermore, a darker aspect of happiness, there are people in this world that are driven by a twisted view of happiness. The screams of torture, the feeling of physical pain, the satisfaction of destroying another's life, murder, terrorism, are also motivations of certain people achieving their state of happiness. Even in a recent movie of "Batman, The Dark Knight", we are served with the character of 'The Joker' whose motivation in life is to make people suffer, physically and mentally. Is it absurd that we take a comic figure and put it into reality? But consider this, whese psychos really do exist in real life, thus the many prison cells and there are even prisons for the mentally disrupted. It is the question now, how do we view happiness and how do we achieve it, when happiness is no longer constrained to a single path and definition?

 With your own sanity at stake, how would you now achieve happiness. However, complicating this feeling would just plunge oneself into the uttermost confusion. So, how about making happiness simple? Let it just be that you would be happy with the simple pleasures in life. That kind of happiness would be fulfilling to most, but how abour you would want to generate your happiness because of a bigger reason and purpose. This is where spirituality and your religious insight comes in.

Religiously speaking, there are a certain set of guide-lines to be happy in this world. Strangely enough, if followed diligently, it would also generate a certain value of happiness which many cannot describe. So, to be happy, you can also look out for those religious zealots out there. Getting to the meaning, though is that deferring yourself to a power beyond you, and doing a set of spiritual rites and conducting good deeds is the way to go for them. It is the fulfillment of a purpose in life that many could not grasp in their short earthly life.

Putting aside the crap, the final question would be how you would want to define happiness? And your pursuit of this heavenly gift.





References:
http://wordnetweb.princeton.edu/perl/webwn?s=happiness
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Happiness

The Day I Regretted MOST

Actually, this is one of the topics of a school SPM (TRIAL) english paper. in continuoous writing. So, be warned. WhatEVER that is written here is PURELY fiction.

The Day I Regretted Most

Where to begin, this tale that still wonders my mind. Who could ever imagine, that a day would actually go so bad that you would actually regret it. And even to the end of your life? A day of such intense memory that you would want to renounce it from that little spiralling brain?

Life, as it is, brings many emotions, everyday. Everyday brings itself new challenges, new feelings, new thoughts and substantial change. But, that I would actually regret a day, a day that I have lived is a mystery. I am not the type to dwell much on the past much less have an attachment to it.  Why do I regret it, you ask? It came to me, as sudden and swift as the samurai's slash, that came with only one purpose, to strike me down and that I can never get back up. The point after where there was no return. No words can particularly describe its despair, nor its genuine merciless nature. It all begins, with, a ringing tone.

I reached out for the phone, now, where is it? With half-lidded eyes I grabbed my phone beside my bed, almost  dropping it down in the process and flipped it. This had better be good. Its 6am in the morning. Well, I know that its waking time, but i beg to differ. Its a Saturday!

"Er...hello? Butter?"

I sat up, straight. Its a girl's voice, or some freak doing a really good impersonation of it.

"Yup, who's there?" I actually forgot to check who called before i flipped my phone.

"Good morning! Its Cherry."
Cherry, one of my university-mates. In truth, the last time I saw her was when I graduated. Tough girl. Steely resolve and all. In fact, I was actually infatuated with her. But, I do not get confused with infatuation and love so the feelings for her passed by real quick, truth be told.

"Cherry, oh, you. Its been what, months? How're you doing?"

"Fine, by the way, you free 9am? Lets meet at Chicken's. Be there"

*Click* Beep...beep.

I was stunned. A while. Now what was that about? She did not even wait for an answer. Why does she always do this to me? Whatever, this is a dream, I guess. Now, time for some more sleep.

A yawn and a stretch. My normal signals of wakefulness. I check the time. Its 8.30pm! This is real bad. My phone beeped. An "SMS" came through.

"Dont be late. 9am. Chickens!
-Cherry-"

It was not a dream! I am going to get myself skewered! I rushed out of bed and jumped into the bathroom. Took a quick shower and not forgetting my trusty manly perfume, every man's best friend  during times of uncleanliness, I rushed out of the house. Car keys in my hand, I started the engine of my trusty Proton Saga and speeded to Chicken's, some new cafe that serves organically grown chicken. Everything is organic there, or so I have heard and it tastes better too. Now I wonder why Cherry would want to meet me. A mystery to be answered later.

"You're late"
Cherry stared me down, with those piercing brown eyes. I could not but still admire her as I took to my chair. She was simply dressed. A long sleeved white collared shirt with small vertical stripes, loosely ironed to give that rougish feel and a flashy long red skirt to the heels.

Before I could say anthing, a waiter came up to us and served us 2 plates of baked chicken sandwiches and 2 cups of iced cappucinno.

"Well, not late enough for the food to get cold."
"Hey, at least have the prudence to wait until I came to order food!" I locked gazes with her. Today is my holiday and I'll have to spend it with some girl trying to irritate me.
Cherry simply broke the gaze and started eating her breakfast. "This is what you would have ordered anyway, right?"

I glanced at my food, well, she's right and with a sigh, I took a sip from my cappucinno and started eating with gusto. I realised I was hungry.

After a while, we started to catch up on one another's lives accompanied by coffee and some food. I can say that Cherry has not changed one bit. Still with that air of authority around her, her uncanny ability to aggravate your emotions, she is one tough girl with a little bit of sweetness that she leaks out from time to time.

"I want to marry you."

Stunned silence. I slowly put down my cup of cappucinno that I suddenly felt no more urge to sip. I glanced at her. Was this her way of confession? But I thought that guy's were the ones that were supposed to confess and make the first move and stuff like that.

"What?"
 I croaked.

Cherry smiled at me and gracefully stood up.
"It is decided then. Tomorrow, we pay your parents and my parents a visit."
She then simply walked to her car, and drove off. I was still reeling from the shock when an SMS came through to my phone.

"Breakfast is on you"

I swore! Now I have to pay!

After that fateful day, my life was a full roller coaster. Somehow I get the feeling that everything has been planned out without me knowing. The next day, I saw my parent's sneering satisfaction at my utter discomfort of bringing Cherry to meet them. I was never the one to get a companion for life and was never intending to get one. I simply sneered back at them. Eventually, we got married, followed all the religious procedures in proper order and lived together. But through it all, I did not even get to raise my voice or opinion.

After that day, my whole life was transformed to something which I do not even want to describe. Living with a wife is utterly full of responsibilities and with her 6 months pregnant, my responsibilities just doubled! With her frequent flying playful tantrums and commandments, my life is on the edge of sanity. Why do I regret that day? It was because it brought my old comfortable life to utter ruin, embarassment to the extreme and one of the points in life when I felt utterly helpless against the current that swept me away. But through it all, I have to admit that I am actually happy that I lived through the day I regretted most.'





*note: actually i am bored and do not know what to write about. Guess this is a warm-up :D*

Holiday Projects

Booyah!
So now enters the holiday season. Actually, it entered almost a week ago, but the reality of this stiffling sensation takes time to sink in. ARRGH! What to do with the time! What to do! Apart from over-slumber and doing something mini-useful, this is going to be another dumb holiday.

Well, if i'd ever get a good pic, i'd never get it :P. So, this project is actually not really new. It just needs PRACTICE! Im currently trying out CANON IN D *pachebel* and its coming out a bit..... slow. Its actually for 4 players, 3 guitars and a bass. Well, i'll be guitar 2, Raziq guitar 1, and Afiq guitar 3. Skip the bass, we dont really need it. Well, i dunno, but we're actually planning for a video when the sem starts =.=".

Well thats PROJECT 1. But, but, we need more projects!

I am actually CLUELESS about what i am actually supposed to do this holidays but lets start with a little bit of spirit refresh. YES! I wish I had that kind of refresh button. I am going to styudy some religious stuff. Whatever that suits my little troubled mind. A quran recitation here, a prayer there, some meditation... :D

And I actually want to start writing again! IT FUN! REALLY! Except its not called writing anymore. Coz its now all about tech! TYPING!

So, have a happy holidays to my many2 friends. And to those taking exams, have a very good luck and do your best! SPM also there for FORM 5. *My sis SPM next week. Stressed out =.=*

Wasalam.

Go go EXAMS

Slamat menghadapi exams :P Semoga berjaya semua~~.

Let Me Show You

While you rest,

Upon your couch of heedlessness,

Content with the scheming of your country,

Fishing for influence and power,

Plumetting yourself in bribery and shame,

Priding yourself on status and titles,

Let me show you,

How oppressed the poor of your nation are,

How divided your nation really is,

How the multitudes suffer at the lack of spirituality.


While you live in the lights of glamour,

You live in those places full of fame,

Of supposed glory and majesty,

Where you are adored by your countless fans,

A world of naiveness that you never escaped,

Let me show you,

At a dark and gloomy place,

Where they shiver and fear,

To face a people prejudiced against them,

Ready to start cruel massacre,

Just for their colour, faith and creed.


While you sit around in your pretty mosques and churches,

Of your elaborate temples and deities,

You throng to those places of worship,

A portrayment of your faith, nothing more,

But behind yourself, what are you really are?

Let me show you,

How the real people of your faith,

Plough the land in the blood of sacrifice,

Truly showing the beauty of their faith,

Without those hate and cruel suicides,

With full trust in their Lord,

Enduring all the shame and pain,

Achieving the station of martyrdom.


Let me show you,

How a world that is so tainted now,

Where people hate one another,

They are content to follow the crowd,

And revel themselves in sin and gore,

Would you provide a solution,

Strive for the world or yourselves,

Would you show a better world.

The 3 anak Kucing

Salam.

Cayalah. Skang, bertambahla warga kekucingan di rumah ana. So, sekarang, secara statistiknya...


2 kucing ala2 teenager

1 ibu kucing

3 kittens


Skang, nak concentrate 3 kittens yang baru tuh. Yang lain xyah. Dah kira warga tua kat umah ni. :P Ni cerita mereka hampir ke "alam lain" akibat tertinggal di bilik.....ANA! Entah camane, pada suatu hari tuh, si ibu kucing dapat 'smuggle' anak2nya masuk bilik ana. Sempat lagi nak cari tempat yang tersorok! Pastu, mommy ana, klu terjumpa ibu kucing, mesti la nak halau keluar, coz xnak jadi kebiasaan kucing masuk umah.


Tetapi, anak2nya tertinggal coz x sedar mereka kat bilik ana. So, baliklah ana dari uniten. Pastu, tido la. TAPI, x sedar si anak2 kucing kat dalam bilik. Punyalah baik, xwat pape bunyi pun. Esoknya, baru sedar masa time tengah gosok baju, terdengar bunyi kittens nangis. JEJENG! terjumpa la kittens tu. Adeh, pening2. Trus la cari kotak, letak kat perkarangan belakang umah. Si ibu lak, terpinga2 datang masa nampak anak2nya. Papepun, nasib baik kittens tu comel. :D hehe.