The Month of Reflection

Ramadhan truly is the month to reflect, isn't it?

The past few years, i have had some rocky friendships with a few people whom i once called my best friends. Along the way, more and more signs showed that we no longer have that chemistry and we're not on the same page. The friendships did not even benefit us on both ends. From what felt like best friends turned to close friends, and then to acquaintances and i finally decided that it is best that we part ways. The friendships just faded and to make it easier for me, i tried not to think so much about it. An advice from me to myself; this is all a part of my growing up process and you don't get to keep everyone in your life.

It hasn't even been ten days yet but i have already seen firsthand the signs of the holiness of Ramadhan. Allah worked his wonders and somehow someway, i crossed paths with three of them. For Ramadhan, i try my best to commute as often as i could from Seremban-KL because i want to buka puasa and sa…

We know you talk about us.

It somewhat flatters me to know that there are quite a number of acquaintances of mine who actually keep tabs on me and my friends. They have (and i assume they still do) read and watch everything my friends and i post online and discuss about them in their little Whatsapp group. They sometimes take screenshots of our Instastories, stalk more of my friends to know as much as they can about our lifestyle. Who we hangout with, what we do, where we go.

I'm surprised.

But don't take me the wrong way, though. I'm not hating on them nor ridiculing them. I'm merely surprised that our lifestyle is interesting enough for your to pay this amount of attention.

If you are one of those people who are always so curious about my friends and i, thank you for asking around. Let me make it easy for you. We're happy with the life we're living. Life has been good, fun and i'm genuinely happy. I'm happy with my job, my circle of friends and I certainly don't mind you go…

9th May 2018.

What a historic date. The date is as iconic as how 16th September 1963 is to Malaysians.

Last Wednesday was the day when the government became the opposition, and Malaysia for the first time ever in history, gets a new ruling party: Pakatan Harapan. This is a change that is long overdue for us Malaysians. And finally, Malaysians have spoken loud and clear that we no longer want to stick to the status quo and it's time for change. Instead of progressing, Malaysia has been going downhill and for that, we need this change.

From a bigger perspective, this change is long overdue and crucial. But when the media announced on Pakatan's victory, a part of me screamed "It's time" but a part of me was quite mellow. I feel sorry for our founding fathers. I'm sorry that we let you down, that we failed to uphold what you have been fighting for for decades. We have shifted to a new party, a new phase and we hope that you understand that this is for the betterment of our nat…

My first time voting!

Malaysia’s 14th General Election is just around the corner. This will be my first time voting and I’m quite excited! 
But here’s what I would like to highlight. 
Every vote counts. If you’re a Malaysian and you’re entitled to vote, then please vote. There is no point of bashing the government or the opposition on social media; having political ‘debate’ on Facebook; ridiculing other people’s political stance if you do not vote. If you love a certain leader of a party, don’t just express it on social media. Prove it. 
Secondly, you decide for yourself if you’re voting for the political leader of the political party. Know that when you’re voting for one political individual, you’re voting for his party as well and vice versa. The hard part comes when you like the candidate contesting for your area, but you hate the party he is representing. So before voting, decide if you’re voting for the candidate or the party. Hope that goes well for you.  
I truly hope that whatever the result is, Ma…

Brighton 2018

I know before i left Malaysia, i told people that i was going off to the UK. Ironically, i only spent 5 days in the UK and i barely went around London. I spent two nights in Brighton and the rest in London.

Coming back from Amsterdam, we took a low-cost flight back to London Gatwick, about £38. Yes, bus is a cheaper alternative, but we were worn out; we couldn't go through anymore long bus rides. The most famous London airport is of course London Heathrow, but we chose Gatwick because it's the closest airport to our next stop: Brighton.

From the airport, we took a coach to Brighton, then we took a train to the nearest stop to Emma's house. My accommodation in Brighton was settled because i stayed over at Emma's place. When going around Brighton, we completely relied on the bus. The buses there are so efficient! The frequency of the buses is quite high, so the waiting time isn't long. But before taking the bus, you have to download an app called Brighton&Hove an…

How i started Grassroots

I was only 17 when my father gave me the opportunity to organise my own event. And of course, i picked the theme that was then the closest to me: photography. But i knew i couldn't do it alone so i brought along my family, a bunch of strong-willed friends and teachers on the journey and we did it together. Exactly 6 years ago today, Grassroots' first photography competition was held and around 100 people competed. May be a small number to you but it was a good start for me. Tapi tu semua cerita lama. Camera tu pun dah kena curi.
Ps: It has been too long. Grassroots should make a comeback, don't you think so?
Date written: April 7th, 2018.

That one phone call that changed me

Today i received a phone call from a friend's mother.
In my world, this is normal. Quite frequently, some family members of my friends would ring me to advise their child/sibling. But for whatever reason, this phone call that i received today gave me that epiphany-- that being a friend isn't merely about being a companion.
Friends aren't just about being there to fill your loneliness or accompany you in times of despair. Being a friend carries its own weightage as well: responsibilities. Alhamdulillah, in my case, a satisfying number of friends' families trust me enough to take care of their child. Some of them can easily get permission to go out when my name is dropped. But when you look at it from a different perspective, this also means that i am being entrusted to take care of the well-being of their child.
When i received that phone call today, it got me thinking to myself. "Why would you pick me of all people to advise your child? What right or power do i h…