Somebody is not cut for marching
shop is selling a manual Morse key like this
for RM350.00. You may be spending about
RM100 if you order it from the E-Bay. To me
RM350 is too high. It is not a question of
affordability but whether it is worth the
money. We don't even pay for the
workmanship. It has no aesthetic beauty
itself. You can pay if it costs you for less
than a hundred, or around that price. You
may not have time to construct one.
Each ham has
to have two keys, for working high speed and
speed at below 12 wpm. Instead of wasting so
much money you can alternatively find for a
substitute. I found a mini paper stapler
costing RM2.50. I split it up into two parts
using a hacksaw blade, and fixed it to the
table using a double sided tape.
you need to do is to solder the two wires to
the two parts of the stapler instead of
using a clip as shown here.
If you have
excessive money then by all mean you can buy
anything you want, even a hundred thousand
splitting the stapler we can still use it
and brings it along with us for use as both
the portable small CW key and the paper
The thrill of
ham radio is home brewing. Of course buying
is less fun. This is not homebrewing. We
just made a little modification. Simple
gadgets give us some kick. I go for the cost
DON'T BE TOO
We are mere
spectators. Most of us prefer to pay to
watch the game, willing to queue up for
hours under the blazing sun for a ticket. It
is not one or ten but there are tenths of
thousands of us, the soccer fans, the
fanatics. Some could play the game, a few,
like me, do not. But that does not stop us
from spending big sum just to enjoy the
match. Beside us there are a few
individuals, who are not players nor
administrators, are within the the inner
circle of the team. They get free passes and
mingle themselves freely with players,
coaches and officials. These people know the
players well, the planned strategy and the
team organization, far greater than us, the
match we could view the game and the pattern
of the movement very well, of being at a
higher level of the stadium. We could see
who consistently made the passing errors,
who can dribble and who would always lose
the ball. And when we yell at any errand
player, we were not wrong at all. There were
thousands of us making similar judgments. It
is true that we are not the professionals,
nor a football star. That does not mean our
judgments are always wrong. We know the
strength and the weakness of our own team.
just won the FA cup, beating Pahang by one
goal, Kedah scored three and Pahang two.
More than 70% of Kedah's supporters admitted
that the second half was a dreaded game,
stopping our breath, and shattered our
souls. It was not a tactical stance at all
on the part of Kedah, but Pahang had
overpowered the enemy under spell,
possessing the ball, and controlling the
game, stole it from Kedah's feet and
fiercely charging into Kedah's zone, wave
after wave tirelessly, only failed to put
the ball in the net. Kedah was exhausted and
saved by luck. It was the referee's whistle
that blew all the hell and tensions away.
The supporters became themselves again,
alive and relief and singing and dancing all
that it was winning that counts. But it
didn't play like a champion. The second half
was dreaded and scary. It was not
entertaining at all. At once it strike in my
mind that there was some lacking in coaching
procedures, failing to exhibit as what
Robert Albert and Azraai Khor had done,
ensuring consistency from the start to the
end. Ramon Marcote and Shebby shared similar
views with the spectators.
I do not
suspect corruption though I could suspect
runners for the bookies. It was just our
team did not expect the resilience of the
challengers to fight back that fiercely. We
had not prepared enough. We had not expect
such a convulsion.
brilliant player, failed to score when
facing a goal keeper one to one on several
occasions. So was Ken. If anybody had took
notice of these they would have discussed it
and find remedies for them. Akram always
made errors in passing the ball to the foe.
He too must be told to correct himself and
to be more careful and alert.
FA Cup is not a decision to affirm Nidzam as
a full time coach. We first need to know
what contribute to the winning of each game
rationally, free of sentiments. What if we
take out all the import players ? Will our
performance be the same ? I doubt. But once
we became champion with the complete natives
except for Hussein who resided between the
border of Kedah and Perlis.
change on Kedah side, the team will surely
be facing a grim Malaysia Cup tournament.
JDT and Pahang will whip the FA champion for
revenge, till Kedah has no place to hide
it's face. The coming games will be the
battle of wit, mental prowess, resilience
and stamina. Other teams strive to enhance
their abilities. I would not be too
confident just because Kedah emerged to be
the FA Cup champion.
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
THE GROUND FIRST
I retired in
2003. Since then there are a lot of changes
in education system. The last I heard was
today. Schools are now busy with a new
system which they called the education of
Higher Thinking Order. Being away from
education system for a long time, the idea
shocked me greatly. So far in this country I
have not listen from anybody giving
presentation like that of TED. Speeches from
the politicians were the worst, without
shame protruding our system of thinking,
full of fallacies and contradictions. Our
top educationists even forbid school
teachers from thinking and expressing their
To me the
Higher Thinking Order system is likened to a
sky kingdom, from the geosynchronous orbit
upwards, and above that is an alien kingdom.
Our schools do not even reach the aerospace
physic yet. Our boys don't even know the
elements, the waves and the light yet. And
now we are telling them of the sky kingdom.
What we have to do is to manage the ground
think without facts and knowledge. Students
have to know how to work on numbers
mentally, the addition, subtraction,
division and multiplication. Abstract facts
need to be well elucidated. Could a student
of physic explain how a radio select
different stations ? Could we visualize the
relationship between an electron flow and
the electromagnetic wave ?
is a mere tool to be applied with the help
of a language in the thinking process. It
has to be wide enough to allow a person to
compare and contrast, to see the
relationships among them and analyzed using
facts and logic. The following effect is
always obvious. People cannot talk of
quantum if they don't know atoms. They can't
talk about atoms if they don't know
elements. They can't talk of consciousness
and reality if their visions are myopic.
prerequisite for the high order of thinking
is freedom of thought and expression, depth
in a certain body of knowledge. Malaysian
educators have not attained the required
standard of mental state where sciences and
philosophy unites, neither could achieve
successful transformation of imagination
into reality. Hence we should not blindly
follow the Western education experiments.
Our system gives preference to obedience
than intelligence. Open minded and critical
thinking has no place in our society. We
close the door through censorships,
brainwashing and the command of complete
Try to ask a
question "...what cause our ringgit to
decline..." , before you answer the question
through analytical process the answer will
be fed to you and you have to accept it. It
has no place for the rebuttal. The higher
order thinking has to lay down the facts
before and the facts after, to analyze all
angles of possibilities that could have
caused the downfall.
There is no
guessing of the religious and facts of
sciences. There is no such thing as "I think
5 plus 7 is 20 or 30 plus 30 is about
61...". There is no such thing as "...I
think zakat is not necessary..." In medical
science and engineering and religion
precision are required. In logic circuits
creativity and logic are essentials. In
politics lying and deceptions are their
wastage of resources and another repeated
social and economic failures the
educationists are reminded to look before
they leap. In the meantime they have to make
sure the basics are well imparted. They must
manage the ground well enough before jumping
high into the sky.
WILL END SOMEHOW
phrases that came to my ears about
traveling; which is the best country you
have ever been, have you ever been to the
whole world ? Rahman has been throughout the
world, but he has not found any lady for his
wife yet, this bus driver has been
throughout the world, Cikgu, what will you
be doing after you have completed visiting
the whole world ?
No. I have
not been to everywhere. I will never finish
the world. I have not even been to many
interesting places in my own province yet,
nor my state nor my country. A low class
outcast like me have to cut corners here and
there, saving a little for my future and a
little for my trips. When people bought
gifts and souvenirs, I didn't, not because I
was thrifty but because I didn't have money.
travel to look for opportunity like looking
for a wife, or to elicit funds from wealthy
travelers for my private school. I travel to
see places, people and their culture, and to
fulfill my dream to be there at the
historical places. Sometimes I want to eat
good food at places I know where food were
delicious. You always feel the God's
providence, blessing on us, the less
unfortunate among the people of higher
echelon. If a wife of a Minister could fly
by a comfortable private jet, the lowly too
are bestowed to fly even at the rear end of
a cheap carrier.
It is the
hardest to find a wife while on the trip. A
Playboy can easily pick up any girl on a
street. He can take, use and throw. A wife
is forever, in happiness and sadness, in
health and sickness, in poverty and in
abundance. You can't pick up a woman whom
you hardly known. If you don't know a woman
for three years how could you know a woman
by a couple of weeks on a short social
intercourse. Yes, I saw many beautiful women
on the trips. But I always felt very scared
It was an
Indonesian maid who asked me what I would do
after I have seen all the places in the
world. I employed this maid on a time rate
basis but I paid her on the piece rate.
Though it is RM10 per hour, I would pay her
a hundred ringgit when she completed the
required task, which would be about three
hours. "Mila, from next week onwards till
about a month I will be making a trip to
Makassar and Egypt. I will not call for your
service," I told her before my last trip. I
usually took her once in a month. It is in
her imagination that I am a globe trotter.
On one of these days I will have to tell her
that my traveling is over. I am tired and
short of money.
have nothing to do but to envy and happily
ridiculing the others I would not care and
bother them a bit. I drove my students to
successes and happiness. They in turn have
served their kids and families and God. If
God will even a pauper can enjoy the global
trotting. A boy working on a Thai train was
happy to narrate his trip to Barcelona and
Brazil to watch great games of soccer. "My
boss sent me and paid for all my trips," he
told us. God does not make heaven only for
the rich and the famous. Not even Najib can
buy a ticket to heaven. Money is not
everything. It takes a very chronic sickly
person to tell us between good health and
banks of dollars. You will feel the despair
when someone you love rejects and leaves
you, in spite of you being a tycoon. A
lonely and well to do person was known to
shoot himself for an unknown reason.
Belittling the others is not a noble
profession. It is a form of sickness.
My next trip
is to Chiangmai in August this year. I have
paid for the trips and the local domestic
flights to Kuala Lumpur. The tour agent
informed us of the slight change in the
itinerary. Malindo air will not land in
Chiangmai but at Bangkok. I computed that we
will be wasting about 8 hours in all. There
will be a lot of rushing here and there
making each site visit shorter. In all I
would have completed three trips this year
alone. The total expenditure would cover my
funeral and other death rites.
Really, I am
eying the E-Hang company in Guang Zhou. I
fantasize it is a great dream for an old man
like me. I want to buy 2 sets of the heavy
duty drone motors for a project. I need to
find someone to draw a blueprint of the
object from a draft I will be making again.
I had already made one but I don't remember
where I put it. As for now my pocket is
empty. But I will make sure my dream
like it or not I know my active life will
come to a stop. Even this blog will cease to
appear. It will be a time when I will pray
to God to take me away the quickest. No more
looking for a wife nor for a accompany. The
maid will be wondering why I do not call her
anymore. My cats will get thinner and
meowing for me. It is nothing to be sad
about. It is a cycle of life. For those who
are immortals, and could defy death with
money, we wish them luck. Rosmah is always
young, no wrinkle and no hoary hair. Her
comfort is the glorious life she is leading
now. Our comfort is when we forget the world
and the humanities.
God tells us
to bring with us what we are told. And so we
need to strive to do it. No glittering gold
and ornaments, no private jet and and cozy
bed and no body guards.
may never die. Many of the teachers were
gone and forgotten. We don't know where they
were interred. Like many of us the teachers
die too. But the spirits live. Those who
were once a teacher still bear the noble
pride of being one, and having an ecstatic
feeling of the atmosphere of this meaningful
We are the
forgotten lots. But no one could make us
forget that we were once a teacher. Everyday
people call us CIKGU, the Mamak shop, the
people we met and the people we don't know.
I look back
at the pictures of the school I worked
before. It is not the same anymore. The face
has changed. May be for the better. The wall
of the rest room was knocked down, the
structures erected by the students were
taken down and even the name of the school
has turned into a college.
teaching was a sacrifice, with a divine
intent of making our students to be
successful in life, as a responsible
citizen, wise, pious and filial to the
I had never
been a good teacher though I tried to be
one. Wisdom grew with age and time. We had
had the good
the bad times.
But I never
regret of being a teacher. My teacher was
not a graduate but he made me into one. One
of them cried when I accosted him and I
asked him, "Sir, why do you cry ? "
you remember me," he replied. Indeed he was
my primary school teacher and I left him
more than 40 years since. When my old and
retired teachers visited me at my school, I
treated them like VIPs. They were indeed my
always remember my friends, the dedicated
teachers who had been working very hard to
make our school the bench marking
institution. They lie deep in my heart. Many
have retired like me. Truly I will always
appreciate and adore them.
the Teacher's Day by congratulation each
other from home. Those in schools are
entertained by their students, playing games
and receive gifts. I have not even having my
breakfast yet. I have to begin with a brunch
after I have finished typing this piece.
You may have
seen how Mr Bean hilariously celebrated his
birthday in a solitary home. Solitude does
not saddened me. It inspires me to look for
old pictures and made some postings on the
Facebook. There have been responses from my
Thank you to
my teachers and happy Teacher's Day.
commented that my Facebook postings were
always gay and happy, rich with stories of
joy. He was the same person who fiercely
attacked me when I passed a remark about his
posting displaying a small Myanmar militants
with sarongs holding machine guns. I said
the attire was not proper in a war. that was
all and I never argued with him anymore. He
had been following all of my articles
published. Those were the articles I cut and
paste, taken from my blog.
My blog is
not for public perusal. It is just a venue I
used to release my emotion and feeling,
releasing the tension and pressure to cool
me down. But I always know someone is bound
to stumble into it, may read a few articles
and soon forget about it. It is also the
chance I take to write in the language that
I failed to pass in every test and
examinations, a language I once abhorred. It
is a fulfillment. And I paid for it. To a
few friends I whispered that I have a blog.
I did not
invite the guy to visit my website nor
telling him that I have one. He is just like
any other Facebook users or UMNO Cyber
troopers who are ruled by sentiments rather
than facts and rationality, the lack of
analytical ability. Fighting with them is
just like fighting against the dumb wall. I
remember seeing a drunkard yelling and
shouting at a coconut tree. The best is to
have been full of grammatical and spelling
mistakes. I did not do any proof reading as
my intention is never been for broadcasting.
I admitted to those friends who told me that
from time to time they visited my site. A
few told me they love to read on political
stuffs. I cannot fill all the pages with
political stories. I don't earn money out of
praising or condemning political figures.
And I cannot change the world by cursing
them. Rosmah never change despite my
swearing about her lavishness and demeanor.
others I have sad things happening in my
life, the hurt and broken heart, the
bleeding, the mental and emotional agony.
They are heavily suppressed in my mind, not
to be blazoned in media for the masses to
know. I don't want to stay in sufferings
all my life, for I may die in five years
time. Why should I post all the sad things
for people to read ? Some wives were telling
the readers about their husbands and
domestics problems. Others venged personal
attack on family members or their enemies.
It is not
that I do not think of finding some non
partisan topics to write to avoid politics
but they do not convulse themselves in the
thin air for me to pluck. The ICF5900W was
very coincidental. The Bus Ride in Los
Angeles came to my mind when thinking of
going to the airport by bus. The Three
Worlds We May Live To see was written when I
was thinking of designing a man carrying
quad copter. An Incident At A College Gate
was to remind managers that they should be
careful in discharging their duties.
to be factual and true though the other side
may deny them. When there is a need for a
conjecture it has to be stated as a guess.
When Altantuya was murdered people were
asking questions as who ordered the killing,
who approved the C4 bombs. The two officers
cannot act on their own accord. So were
obvious questions and the obvious guesses.
It is that much that we can do, nothing
more. People do not like to hear the truth.
Leave it to God.
beyond imagination is to be able to see into
the dark side of the unknown. It is
dangerous to open your mouth, the ability to
see behind MH370 incidence, the grim fate of
the nation and the Malays. You can touch
only on the surface but not detailing the
dark part of the mystery of the unknown and
the unseen. If I could I would narrate where
the GST and all other public funds went to.
But I could not. A few has the clairvoyance.
They too prefer sullen and calmnessl,
leaving things to God.
I am not the
kind of person who would entertain such kind
of a facebook user as above, and others like
him. I live in sorrow as well.
Way back in
the early '70's and 80's the old hams were
crazy on Short Wave listening. They use the
old salvaged war time receivers like the
AR88 dropped from the plane for the military
immediate used, big, heavy and monstrous.
They were not portable. The Japanese came
out with the smaller portable versions. I
remember 9M2CF, Chow showed off his super
sensitive receiver the ICF 5900W.
No shop in
Malaysia sold communication receivers or
receiver with the BFO for security reason.
They were banned. Somehow we either beat the
two radios together to decipher Morse codes
and the SSB singnal, or smuggled one from
country. ICF 5900 was cheap, less then RM300
but it was an incredible radio. I brought it
anywhere with me just to monitor the daily
40 meter local ham communication.
Today is year
2017, almost 42 years later, I was surprised
to watch an in-flight movie on Qatar air
entitled Before Mars depicting
the same hardware with an exception, of
having a microphone-plug attached on it's
side as shown by the second picture on the
was using the radio to communicate with a
rocket ship heading towards Mars using
144.49 mega hertz. She was calling A1SS.
Surely it was a fictitious
but the present hams would surely be asking
a lot of questions. Was the person who wrote
the story a ham, an old ham or a new comer ?
Why he chose the receiver ICF5900 instead of
designing up a new radio of a new shape and
enthusiasts can have the pleasure of
scanning the You Tube searching for
Before Mars, only a 33 minute
CREATED BY UMNO
accused Najib for destroying Malaysia and
drowning the Malays, the Prime Minister
blame Mahathir for failures in Forex and BMF.
People were asked to be either anti Najib or
anti-Mahathir lest the Malays realized UMNO
was leading the country since independent.
They carved out the policies, rules and
regulations, manage the nation and national
coffers. Now the party is trying all out to
shake off the responsibility and out of
nothing blaming DAP for all the treacherous
and dismal failures.
Put in a
simple term if Mahathir robbed a million and
Najib robbed another million, UMNO had
robbed us the total sum of two millions. But
Najib is putting the Malaysians and the
Malays in a more difficult position, the
worst ever sufferings of the Malays ever
experience in the history of the nation.
Their arrant stupidity, foolishness,
gullibility and short sightedness are solely
to be blamed. They continued to choose the
same leaders time and again.
have decided to choose their own destiny,
happily designing their own bleak future. A
man who lose his job under Najib vehemently
defended Najib, saying the whole world is
suffering from economic woes, believing that
Malaysia is the best country in Asia and the
best among the Islamic nation economically.
A Malay woman defending the rising cost of
living saying that Malaysia has food to eat
and things to buy despite the rising prices
of commodities. My wife was a strong
defender of Rosmah Mansor despite suffering
from all sort of sickness before she died. "Rosmah,"
she said," is the wife of a Prime Minister.
She has the right to don any expensive items
I live during
the era of Tan Siew Sin and know how the
country fully used the nation's wealth for
the benefit of the denizens. There were
subsidies then. Unfortunately I live to see
how our coffer was plundered using various
ways and means now. And the first time I
have been seeing a national leader is
running around for personal security reason,
distrusting even his UMNO supporters,
selling land to foreign country and spending
tons of money worldwide to clean his image.
asked to compare their lives with people of
other nations as a mean of deception, to get
their approval and the hardship they caused
on the populace and the crimes they made.
What we need to do is to compare us with
ourselves, between what were before and what
are now, the taxes, the cost of living, the
prices of houses, the crime rates, the
unemployment of youths and the missing
and worry is penned down not for the perusal
of others. I would whisper to only one or
two to visit my blog. I know nobody can do
anything to halt the blunder. Life will
continue to deteriorate and worsen till the
Malays vanish from this land and become a
debase minority, the outcast of this land.
They will be labeled as the terrorists and
thrown into dungeons.
Had I not
foreseen that it is the Malays who will rise
against their chosen leaders ? Had I not
foreseen they will be dragged, kicked and
incarcerated ? I said them before the world
of internet and I repeated them again in my
blog. I argued and challenged it in the
Facebook. But sadly enough the Malays chose
to burry themselves. Only if they look back
into the past, compare with the present and
predict the future.
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
FATED. ASK GOD
too many questions ? Both Islam and
Christianity discussed the ideal and
concepts of predestination, which in Muslim,
is Qada and Qadar. Fates decide what the
rulers and people in power would do and
fates decide what the denizens would
receive. If we live long enough we will see
the design of the fate. We already have seen
one. And we will wait for another. Insya
kicked and punished those who asked
for clean and fair election ? What
is the different between a Zionist
and UMNO ?
It was on the
29th of April 2017 when we took off from
KLIA by Qatar Air at 9.15 am, transit at
Doha for 3 hours before departing for
Alexandria. Again pictures speak louder than
words but there are too many of them to fill
the space. So I try to choose some to give
my friends some pictures of what Egypt is
like compare to us.
along I have been visualizing
pyramids located at a distant
location in the desert. May be it
was. They keep a small portion of
the desert for it. The rest was
conquered by concrete and
structures. In short It is
surrounded by the city of Cairo. Our
tour leader discouraged us from
entering into the pyramid as there
is nothing there anymore. What is a
sphinx then ? It was not a god or a
mystery. It was a wasted stone that
the King wanted to throw away but
the subject promised the king to
carve it out beautifully and let it
be not thrown away.
Cairo we were brought to the Papyrus
factory, Al-Azhar mosque and the
city tour. There are the clean and
the dirty part of the city,
unfinished structures with iron bars
protruding. And beggars are
everywhere especially around the
mosque area, inside and outside
people are asking for money.
Cairo we were to take a train to
Aswan, a 12 hour night ride. The
cushions probably were as old as the
train, making me thought that the
Egyptian simply do not care about
neatness, the absence of aesthetic
train ride however was quite
comfortable to me except for the
dingy cabin. A dinner and breakfast
dam is for the Hydro-electricity.
Not all the populace like it as it
sacrifices much of the Egyptian
culture and community.
still a pain in the neck till today.
visit to Aswan dam we were brought
to the cruise boat. Call it a ship
if you will. It was the best ever
hotel we ever had in Egypt. On the
first day, after checking in, we
went to an island of Botanical
Garden by small boats. It was good
for relaxation, free of dust,
and enjoying the fresh air..
cruize was from Aswan to Luxor, our
last port of embarkation.
Amazingly our local tour leader in
Aswan, Mahmud, knew how to read the
ancient Egyptian writings. He
translated the meaning of each image
in a calendar, explaining the
meaning of the eye, the image of the
characters carved on the wall.
boat anchored at nearly all the
said, heat was our first enemy. The
blazing sun dried our throats and
burnt our skins. Dust were there all
the time because it is their home.
were taken on the horse ride to the
Valley of the Kings where
mummies of kings were processed.
During the mummified processed all
the organs were taken out. After the
intense cleaning the heart was put
back in the body. Each king had his
own mummified chambers.
we went back to our cruise ship cool
wet towel and a drink were prepared
May. I could not imagine the June
and July temperature.
whole theme of the Egyptian tour was
on the ancient Kings of the old
cities ruling before Christianity.
Alexander the Great, Cleopatra and
Pharaohs left a long history.
Pharaohs and Cleopatra were not one
but several. Moses, Musa, was the
name given by a Pharaoh, which means
the son of the river.
were three nights on the cruise
boat. The top deck, the Sun deck,
was too hot during the day time. We
would be there during the night
time, appreciating the sceneries
along the Nile. The last there was a
fabulous show of belly dancing. Our
women stayed away from fun.
I caught flu
on the last day in Egypt and it got worst
when I arrived KL. Now I am still having
consitent coughing and high body
temperature. Thanks God I somehow manage to
briefly documenting the the land where I
always want to go, to touch the historical
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
MAKASSAR 19 -
23 APRIL 2017 VISIT
asked me whether I would join him to
Makassar I accepted it immediately.
Makassar, Ambon, Ternate and a few more
islands were mentioned in the history book,
known as spice islands that attracted the
Portuguese and the Dutch to this area in the
15th century. I was anxious to know how
Ujung Pandang is like now in the 21th
century. We took Air Asia on the 19th April
2017 from KLIA2 and three hours later landed
in Sultan Hassanuddin Airport Makassar.
speak louder than a thousand words. I won't
want to say more than displaying a few
photos to represent the sketchy picture of
But I would
like to say something about the food we ate.
We were warned by a hotel worker foreigners
have to pay more for
We ate at the
hotel, two well known restaurants and the
roadside stalls. The average price for a
hotel meal was RM25, spicy but lovely taste.
The Nelayan restaurant charged us about RM60
with plenty of crispy fried prawns and
squids. We could not finish all and had the
squids and the prawns packed for our hotel
worker. The most shocking was the meal at
Dinar. A couple of crabs, 6 pieces of
prawns, rice and drinks cost us RM240.
was a complete meal with big fried fish,
sambal belacan, rice and drinks was only
RM12 for two persons. It was darn cheap,
nice and delicious. So be careful when
visiting Makassar on your own.
Makassar is like any other city in Southeast
Asia. There are efforts to beautify the
town. The roads are Mac Adam, no holes here
and there. There are industries.
assessment the population of Sulawesi are
better off than in Malaysia at the present
moment. But we were told that there were
thieves and robbers at night in some part of
the city area.
We were told
that there was a Red Light area like those
in Amsterdam and Bangkok and Kuala Lumpur
We had to
leave Makassar on 23rd morning, taking a
normal taxi that cost us about RM50 plus the
toll. In Makassar the passengers got to pay
the toll. Toll roads are not everywhere but
to the airport, else you got to take the
congested normal state road.
advise you not to go the theme park. It is
not a real attraction. They just want to
make money. It is a stuffy place with only a
few rides. Parents took their kids there
when they went for shopping at the park
will cont. when we
come back from Egypt ( Wow...I can't finish
I have always
wanted to own a smart watch before I die.
While Majeed was back home in India his son
was telling me about his father buying a
5/6K Rado watch, " Cikgu my father is
already an old man and he is going to die
soon. Why should he waste his money on
buying the unnecessary thing...." Majeed is
about my age. When he came back from India I
requested him to put on his expensive watch
and I showed him my Casio solar that is very
reliable and accurate. I bought mine in
Japan. And in Tokyo also I nearly purchased
a beautiful face smart watch had not Rusli
told me it would render me with no purpose
as it has to have a smart phone as well.
When I was a
kid, I remember reading a science fiction
cartoon, Dick Tracy, a police detective
communicated using his wrist watch. And I
know there is such an amazing gadget
manufactured and used in espionage job.
Today, at the beginning stage, such a gadget
is being developed, both to be paired with a
smart phone for communication and the stand
alone multi-function wrist watch. The spy
watch that can be used for communication
using magnetic wave is not marketed yet. It
will be in a few more years.
amazingly surprise to see Rusli, my radio
friend, is donning a smart watch on his
wrist, when we took a trip to Makassar on
the last 19th. of April. He bought it
through Lazada. I could not buy anything
through the internet as I do not have a
credit card nor getting myself into the
on-line banking. I feared some smart hacker
would hijacked some of my savings.
I browsed web
pages to see whether I can buy things with
COD or direct from the shop. I notice there
is a Samsung outlet at Aman Central.
At about 2pm
I arrived at the stall, made a purchased and
immediately came home without seeking for
detail information on the setting up
procedure. I thought I could do it alone
Tomorrow I am
going to surprise Majeed and his workers,
wanting to show off what I have. I am going
to call Rusli using the Samsung Gear S3,
pressing the call button on the screen. And
I will show the various watch faces.
"This one in
very accurate," I will be telling him. "The
clock is controlled by GPS. It is not like
your clock on the wall. Look, last time 5
minutes late and now 7 minutes. This is
perfect. " I will be telling his son that I
want to enjoy my remaining short life before
I die. I know he will be asking me a lot of
questions. And I have to be prepared to
bluff them as much as I can.
I had a fun time with the restaurant owner
and the workers this morning. I showed him
my new watch, and dialed his number. I could
see his surprise at the ringing sound. "Go
and pick up your phone," said I. He heard my
voice when I talked to the watch. "How much
is it and where do you buy it ? "He asked.
There are numerous watch faces, lots of free
stuffs. I chose the one with the candle as I
love the swaying of the light as it is
I connected it to the home wifi and enjoy
the Youtube clips.
Without pairing to the Android I can still
enjoy browsing internet anywhere the free
wifi is available.
There are many useful featured and
facilities especially for a sportsman.
If you want to have a GPS you only need to
pay less than USD2.
I thank God the Almighty for the Providence.
I can still taste the wonders of the world.
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
AND THE CHINESE
I have always
wanted to believe the Malays and the Chinese
Malaysians are the same, beside the color and
language difference. Generally the Chinese
is a little bit better in the mental
utilization. I remember in my boyhood days
that there was a small movie house called a
Royal Cinema where the current Alor Ria
resides. There were two categories of
tickets sold, the 25 cent and the 65 cents.
You won't stand to have a chance to buy the
normal priced tickets on a popular movie
because they were sold by the black market
at a much higher prices. The Malay movie
goers would still buy them from the Black
marketers. On one popular Chinese movie the
mobs increased the ticket by more than
double. What happen was NOT even a single
Chinese bought the ticket and went home
instead. Effort to reduced the price by half
also failed. None cared to turn back.
the Malays were before and that's what they
are today. They continue to spend money on
expensive items and entered expensive
difference is the Malays are gullible
people. They usually believe what they are
told, taking the lies to be the truth. They
are cheated by their friends, lending money
and become guarantors. They have constantly
been deceived by media and politicians. The
Chinese do not believe in promises and are
resistance to deception. They are more
mentally alert while the Malays are lazy to
The third is
that the Malays have a poor vision of the
future. They can't see what's coming. The
trend of the future is based on a long
progress of the timeline from the past few
hundred years to the present. It is not that
they are fuzzy about the past but they are
totally blind and ignorant. A few would be
computing the future and take steps to
prepare themselves, while more than 90%
don't. They sell their properties and
spend all their money, saying that God will
provide them with sustenance.
No doubt a
few young people who have found that living
is hard, strive to make a living and begin
to make a little savings. I talked to a
stall owner selling drinks and beverages and
learnt that to him 150K of capital is indeed
a huge sum for him. My Chinese friend was
talking of his 700K savings for his future
So I conclude
that the Malays cannot be the same as the
Chinese and will never change observing
their current trends of behavior.
I am not
belittling the ability of my own race. We
have professionals, millionaires,
graduates with PHDs and successful
businessmen. We also have millions of arrant
fools among us. But which fool will admit
that he is one. No criminal and murderers
will admit who they are. Every thief and
robber, kidnapper and gangster has his own
You need to
observe our top and lofty Malays on the top
of the echelons from all walks of life, from
top to bottom of the social strata. It will
shorten my life by 5 years if I were to talk
about the people in politics, who don't
really know what winnings are. For instant
winning a position but losing a country is
not really a winning. The early British
colonialists were cunning enough how to make
our rulers feel the winning euphoria, giving
titles and money and shower them with
praises and adorations. They studied our
mental and emotional makeups. They ran the
country, the Rulers took care of the
If the Malays
feel that they are threatened they have to
blame themselves rather than anybody else. A
very few can be taught to think. The rest
think they are already smart and wise, and
tend to brag to the world of their
greatness. Yet they never stop blaming
the Chinese for their plight since 40 years
ago. By the time they become sober, they
will find things are too late.
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
I have been
trying hard to refrain myself from a
devilish comments or remarks involving
royalty or other matters related to monarchy
not because for fear of being lock up in a
dungeon but because I chose to respect
the once divine institution. Kings had long
been regarded as the shadow of God in
traditional society both in Europe and Asia,
bestowed with divine power exceeding all
other mankind. Malay Sultans were believed
to carry a DAULAT, a kind of magical aura
that protected them from the sorceries of
bad citizens. DAULAT contains a huge ball of
powerful spirit around the divine Kings.
Even in this
21st. century the Queen of England is said
to be an alien being strong enough to
control mankind. You may have heard of the
few with reptilians eyes.
rulers are protected by our law. They are
almost immune. They are not to be criticized
for any reason. Several people have been
arrested for remarks viewed as rude or
insulting to the integrity of a royal
foul mouth still spewing unhappiness over
royal involvements in sports and soccer. I
don't mean to be impertinent or to any
disrespect to anybody as I am expressing my
views. Sports is a public entertainment
though the final reward is good health, both
mentally and physically. They can take away
youths from the streets into the arena, save
them from drugs and crimes. It built a
community of discipline and responsible
citizens. It therefore does not belong to a
politician or a propaganda tool of any
The spirit of
a game can be ruined and killed by any
powerful person who thinks the world belongs
to him. In my whole life, I have never been
impressed by talks and promises. I believe
in the behaviors and the deeds done. And I
don't follow the crowds but the truth and
realities. We don't see the same thing the
same way. 50-50 is big enough. 90-10 is a
pure disaster. Who dare to test it without
being fear of being apprehended ? I believe
90% will be holding to the view that
politicians and royalties should not use
sports for their own glory.
popular sports in this country is soccer.
Thousands flocked to the stadium to watch
the game. Bowling, squash, badminton, tennis, hockey
and other individual games do not draw
crowds but they are not totally
ignored. The Malaysians show utmost support
of these sports in the international
competition. The grand acoustic music of
Negara Ku is a priceless pride to us.
nation stands tall among the rest of the
world. We are aware of the
role of the government in producing the world
class ship. We share the pride together.
sports involve local
competitions and it is a number one sport
then the public gives full focus.
Everyone opens his eyes.
People talk about the refereeing, about
bookies and corruptions, about the dirty
tactics, about the dubious attempt to weaken
strong teams and about the betrayal and the
betrayers. You can judge how fanatic the
fans are when they can sleep at the ticket
counter overnight for the tickets to be sold
the next morning. It is more than crazy. Try
to imagine their degree of disappointment
when something fishy happens in the middle
of the season. It is an abnormal practice.
FAM is quick
to be despised and scorned. I am so very
certain Malaysian soccer will not be better.
Success is not by the show of arrogance or
lavishness in spending.
I dare to put a bet of 10K (That's all I can
afford) with the FAM on my prediction which will
bear the truth. My confidence is based on
two factors, namely the comeuppance for the
vanity and swaggering, and secondly, the other
the rest of the world are not sleeping.
life too. It contains the hearts of the
living fans, millions of them, who crave for
fairness, good game and the show of skills.
The players ignite and activate the hearts
by making it flies, floats, bumps
and rolls. The voices of the spectators
echoing to the sky that there is a game
going on. It provides luster and joy. Soccer
without spectators is like a man without a
soul or a spirit.
Let not any
man murder the sanctity of the beautiful
sports, casting away the spirit and its
magnificence. Or else we could also say 'take all
...take all. And we leave it...' We need
criticism, pros and cons, ideas and
rebuttals. Can we do it with Kings and
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
BUS RIDE IN
went to Los Angeles alone I usually stayed
at Buena Park at a motel I knew owned by a
Taiwanese. Buena Park is about an hour away
from the Los Angeles airport by car and 1
1/2 hours by the airport bus. The average
transport transfer was USD10.
What I like
about this place was the availability of an
Indian restaurant which I depended on it for
my meals. A packet of prawn or meat Briyani
was USD12.50. In those days 12.50 was just
like RM35. The morsel was so plentiful that
I had to consume twice to finish it. It was
truly extremely delicious. Buildings around
the area were not crowded and the road was
not busy. Cars and busses passed within half
to a minute duration. 500 meters away was a
theme park called Knot Berry Farm where you
can find crowds all the time. The Disneyland
was a dollar away by the local bus.
expect the denizen to own cars for daily
conveyance. But the bus would be reaching
almost every street, sometimes zigzagging
the small streets in the housing area,
moving and stopping, picking up passengers.
In Alor Setar there are many roads with the
bus stands without a bus passing by. It is
vital of everyone to own a form of
transporter, at least a bicycle. Any Bangla
worker living around our area would walk to
town about 5 or 6 miles away. It leaves us
to wonder the difference between the
American and the Malay thinking. I mention
the Malays instead of Malaysians because
they are the administrators of the town from
top to bottom.
got up on a bus going to Disneyland I
mentioned my destination. The bus driver
would give me a transfer ticket if the bus
did not head to the theme park. The driver
would just mentioned 'Disneyland Bus
Number....' when arriving at a stop where I
need to change a bus. I didn't have to buy
another ticket, just show the transfer piece
to the new driver. And at every bus stop you
will know at what time the bus will arrive.
Amazingly that it is very accurate, dead on
paid a dollar, sat on the bus until the end
of the trip at the end station. The driver
would ask me where I wanted to go. "just for
the sight seeing," I said. And we always had
conversation before he started the back
journey. One driver was from Pakistan, but
never looked like one owing to his skin
complexion and his American slang. "How is
Anwar Ibrahim ?" He put forward a shocking
question to me.
I went to
beaches, library, various malls and the
whole of Orange County just by bus. I saw
the vast area populated by the Vietnamese
and the Koreans. It had always been a joyous
I would have
wished our local authority would have some
sense and to act to elevate difficulties
faced by the public. I sometimes think our
moral responsibility has eroded and replaced
by the pursuit of profits. Everyone is only
thinking of money and to be wealthy as quick
as possible. We have been causing problems
to the people without our knowing them.
The bus trip
to Los Angeles city proper was USD3. Again
the bus would render to enter small towns
and villages for passengers. It took me more
than 2 1/2 hour to arrive the Downtown LA.
It was shocking to see the homeless Blacks
and White were still sleeping along the road
and on the pathways of the building at 10am.
Others were queuing for free food.
along the roads and streets, appreciating
the beauty of the city and the demeanor of
the people. Usually by the stroke of some
luck I always reach the famous Universal
Studio and enjoyed myself in the theme park
till the city turned dark. And somehow I got
back to the bus that would take me back to
my motel. There was no GPS then and I didn't
have a map with me. I knew my sub-conscious
mind was working, registration and
computing my previously walking path. My
eyes were trying to identify the building
related to the bus stop where I disembarked.
I always made it time and again during every
I remember my
Public Finance teacher told us that the
state is not to make profit on it's
citizens. It is to serve them. A state is
not to borrow money to share among friends
but for the future benefit of the society.
Busses could ease congestion and reduced
parking problems. Cars are safer to keep at
home than in town. Someone must look into
the matter, studying the new bus route
seriously to facilitate access to every
household. Of course we don't expect every
bus to pass every door step in every
village. People can walk at a reasonable
distant to wait for a bus.
going to USA for a long time. I have been
there too many time, and had learnt many things
about America and the Americans, well enough
to identify the good people and the
semi-human freaks demons who prey on their
own citizens as well as other helpless souls
To me the
busing system was excellent and
commendable. You might want to try the
Greyhound bus from Kuala Lumpur to New York
one day that crosses Kyber pass and
Himalayas...??? Greyhound is an expensive
but a comfortable ride.
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
They tell you
of the affordable house here and there. Try
to contact them and you may die of
frustration. A single storey small house is
about RM400K and a double storey semi-detach
is RM750K. A shop house will cost you more.
You will have to pay about RM5K a month for
20 years to settle the whole loan. How to
pay the 5K monthly when a husband-wife
income is only 2K ? For small fries it is
better to scrap the dream of buying a shop
house to earn a descent living.
You may be
able to meet the requirement. I can't
afford it. There are tenths of thousands young
people are without their own homes. The
agony is felt much by the jobless young
people. The elderly refuse to give up their
jobs until they reach 65 and letting the
young blood seek their own bread somewhere
for the land by the developers is because it
brought a huge profits. They shared a small
portion of it with the politicians and
lobbyists. The small portion is not a
thousand or two but totaling millions and
billions. Hence agriculture land are
shrinking very rapidly. There is a fast
changing in demographic pattern. Where are
the missing Malays gone ?
I did a quick
calculation that if I could rent a shop
house for a thousand ringgit a month, it
will be RM240K for twenty years, and RM480K
for 40 years. Even if we double the rental,
it will take 20 years to get to RM480K. In
that case, taking account of our lifespan
and our active life it will be cheaper to
rent than to buy. It has to be a long term
I notice that
the young people are looking for alternative
venues for making a living. They resort to
mobile shop, request for mobile night market
to survive. The capital is much more smaller
and the rental is the payment to the town
counsel. At least they strive for some
descent cash rather than involving
themselves in criminal activities and immoral trade, or
forming a small band of mafia network.
afford a 750K home or a 900K shop house.
Those who live on BRIM and millions of
others will not be able to own such a
property. The Malay developers are not keen
to sell to the Malays at a discount rates.
There have been a big mockery of the
affordable homes. Internet advertisers seem
to fool the people. No wonder a Minister
advise young people to rent a lodging. I
think it is a wise advice.
With all the
government's help I should be rich. Despite
my university education I am still poor and
my kids are jobless. I decide that my kids
should strive on their own by doing some
business. It is not a simple venture. Even
FGV, 1Mdb, MAS and a few other organizations
with experts fail. They laymen find tall
walls around them. I noticed at the Uptown
they are only resellers save the food
Before GE13 I
predicted a bleak future for the Malaysians.
Worse will be coming after GE14.
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
THE MODERN DAYS
I asked Majeed whether there is still any
ship that taking people to India. He smiled.
"No more Cikgu," he said. "People fly these
days. It is faster. Only three hours." He
narrated it took three days to go to India
But it was fun as he got to know people and
making friends along the trip." Majeed owns a
Tomato Rice restaurant, which is not really
up to the standard of one, a little messy
and tables aren't dressed at all. He has 4 workers
with him, all from Southern India.
"Nowadays Cikgu, people go on high seas to
have vacation, the tour," he continued. I
agreed with him. I saw these ships at Penang
port, Australia and while in Balkan states.
If you have about 2K you can enjoy the complacent trip
to Langkawi and Kerabi, a round trip of
about 3 to 4 days would cost that much. Many have
been on the cozy ships. I haven't yet. I am
not in a position to describe more about it.
The conversation with Majeed reminded me of the
Malaysian Muslims going to Mecca to perform
their pilgrimage on ship before. It took a
month and a lot of preparations. When they
came home they would tell all sort of
wonderful stories about the experiences on
the ship. Many people died while on the
Today a plane takes you only 8 hours to
Mecca, cutting time by more than 29 days.
Majeed took 3 hours to arrive his
destination. From Alor Setar to Kuala Lumpur
is only 45 minutes. Sometimes I tried to
imagine how long it took for people from
Melaka to go to Perak in 1600 or 1700 by
foot across the thick forest, bumpy meadow
and fields. When historians mentioned Melaka
conquered Pahang, I can't imagine the nature
of the war and how they could sustain their
strength after a long march.
Today we have train that move at the speed
of a few hundred miles an hour. Workers can
shuttle to the workplace instead of renting
houses in another town. We don't know when
we can go on a one hour train to KL from Alor
Setar. There will be a lot of structural and
other social changes once the traveling time
takes up a new shape.
Traveling is so easy and comfortable that more
and more people travel overseas on leisure,
young and old. The young ones usually go on
their own after making elaborate plans and
setting secured strategies among friends. I
found teenage girls travel by themselves in
twos or threes. The elderly, half of them
retirees, chose travel agencies.
I have been to the United states and Hawaii
for more than 18 times, seventy five
percents of which were on my own. I either
hired a car or took busses for local
traveling and sightseeing. At my younger age
I could drive a car from Los Angele on the
Western side to Florida on the Eastern
plank. Now the idea of driving 300 miles
scared me and a horrid notion.
Many a time I had food in my mind when going
overseas, mainly Briyani. I hunted
Briyani in Hong Kong, tasted it in Tokyo,
Australia, New York, Los Angele, and London.
My eyes would be looking for Long John, the
seafood restaurant in the United States, a
huge crab in the bay area of San Francisco.
The Hong Kong, Los Angeles, Australian and
London Briyani were almost equal in their
taste. For my next trip, 19th April 2017, to
Makasar I already marked the Seafood
restaurant on the Google map. I usually made
a point to put it in my agenda.
Other than food I also prefer a comfortable
stay, a 4 or 5 star affordable hotel,
staying alone for a quiet peace of mind, to
slumber on a soft bed. I no more request for
a partner when going with a package, and
ready to pay extra for a single supplement.
I asked Majeed to join me in seeing places.
I said to him, "Majeed, we are old now. You
have your sons to cook and take care of your
restaurant. Let's go and see the world
before we die." And one of his usual
response was that he is a poor man. Yet he
had a 6K watch on his wrist. And he once
asked me how I could live with my 3K monthly
pension. I mentioned to him of his possible
boredom in counting money and sitting down
days in and days out. He will die seeing the
image of money when he should also spend his
wealth to enjoy himself. He would just
Today the only hassle of going oversea is
the increasing cost and the burden of the
exchange rate we have to bear. The Thai and
the Indonesian currencies are much better
than ours. It is not due to the regional
economic fault but the deterioration of
ours. Don't ask me why. Ask Najib for the
true answer. And I used to pay 7K for a New
Zealand's trip, which is now 14K. Even
compare to the last year's price to many
destinations show a remarkable hike in cost,
almost double or triple. You tend to see
Dato' and Datin and doctors and engineers
and high profile retirees and businessmen
with you in the trip. I would always stay
alone and aloof at the back seat on a bus
and walked alone at the visiting sites. I
would stand outside the souvenir shops where
my group would spend blissfully. They are
the affordable people.
The more affluent sailed on their yacht
across the wide oceans aided by GSP,
satellite and modern communication
equipments. Or fly on their private jets.
Once, an American farmer beside me at the
top of the Grand Canyon told me that he
should have brought his own plane to see the
beauty of the land below. Mind you, a farmer
flying an airplane.
Nevertheless never underestimate the sea
galleons and the boats and the rafts that
were used to conquer nations and enabled
mass migrations, and inter island movements
in the past, before there were planes,
trains and cars. They were handled by
resilient bodies with a strong mind, guts
and bravery. A galleon could take away a
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
INCIDENCE AT A COLLEGE GATE
The compliance to a rule regulated depends
on the other party's acceptance. The other
side could be a customer, a client, a
businessman or a person looking for a favor.
They will comply to get a benefit or
assistance. But they
can also be someone whom you may need their
help most, to illicit donation, assistance or other services.
They can choose to dispel with the set
regulation you make for them or obey it. I touched on
this subject matter because I had stumbled
onto it when I went to Alor Setar Vocational
College recently to help in programming the
RFID cards for the school attendance system.
As I was called by a teacher in charge whom
I had informed to get the cards ready, I brought
with me the card reader and my laptop. I had
a software which I developed mainly for the
purpose of writing data on the cards.
Mind you I did not go to the college to beg
for donation, meeting a friend or selling my
products. I paid my own petrol, sacrificing
my free time and energy to help a school where I had served for 20
years before. As I was entering the gate I
was stopped and asked to sign the Entry
Book. "This is a new regulation," the guard
said. Surely I could not blame him for
discharging his duty. It is a rule
Unfortunately I too have my own rules as
many of the others. I have the choice not to
comply with it and went home instead. I was
not wrong either. Unheard words from the
regulation is 'if you don't want to comply
then don't come in. Go home..." What else it
could be ?
Some wise persons responded blaming my ego.
"The rule is so simple, just sign it," they
course I would have sign it if I had a
strong urge to beg from the college or to do
business of my own choice. It
gave me not one bit of benefit. I
exercise my right and follow my own rule
This is no doubt only a small and trivial matter.
But we fear such a narrow minded, and skewed thinking
administrators are rampant and running the
country on their own whims and fancies. The affair of this
nature could pull the country down the mud,
causing the economy to plunge and casting
the blames on the others. The short
sightedness and the myopic vision may have
caused massive national failures.
Retirees and the elderly though living in
the marginal society are still walking
straight with a strong fortitude. Many
choose to dwell in humility. Swaggering,
gloating, bragging and parading arrogance
are not in our vocabulary anymore. We may waive
the barking and the insults of the vanity.
Our sustenance do not depend on them.
Confucius was sent to exile in his active
life but his help was
seek when he was very very tired and the
emperor was about to fall. The
historians did not cry at the downfall of
the emperor and the dynasty.
We are not sages neither the sorcerers but we are also not
a group of destitute vagabonds. To us there is no
saying such as the dog has his own day,
no vengeance and no more glory. Those are
the guys who are shaping the destiny of our
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
THEORY ON HYPERTENSION
Most of us
are not doctors nor scientists. We tend to
diagnose wrong symptoms for diseases and
sickness. I for one have been making a lot
of conjectures on illnesses, as not being a
shaman nor a doctor. But on thinking of
people of the past centuries and those who
live in the deep dense forests both in the
past and present with their own medicines
and remedies, I think I should not stop
making guesses though it may turn out to be
a crime. I don't prescribe them to others.
Only to myself. When people are rushing for
herbal medications they are not thinking of
the cure of the modern chemical medications.
Traditional people were not doctors. Neither
were they wizards.
only believe, that there is a positive
correlation between hypertensions and human
emotions. A person who is easily angered and
getting aggressive at a slightest provocation
is bound to have a hypertension. One would have
caused the other. And they are prone to
stroke. Once we are diagnosed with it, there
is no medical cure for it. Drugs prescribed
by the doctors would only control it. Doses
are prescribed according to the level of the
blood pressure, whereas I believe
hypertension can be checked by
controlling the rising emotional state of
anger. One has to learn to be cool, not to get
angry at any small aggravation or errors
seen, not to worry over a trivial or big
matters. Whenever there is a problem arising
it should be resolved through discussions,
which more often than not would find a
rigorous exercise by a person helps. After
the chore he will feel fit, healthy and
strong. I feel the difference from such a
pursuit. I could copy and send Morse codes
signal better and with more accuracy, due to the
mental alertness. It also elevates worries
and free us from undesirable emotional
disorder. And try to read jokes and other
hilarious anecdotes which tickle us. In the
old comic book there was a theme that
printed Laughter Is The Best Medicine.
All of these have nothing to do with any of the
I don't know
whether worry can shorten our lives. It
could have affected our brain cells or
driving our blood pressure up and eventually
lead us to stroke. If there is no proof to
validate the relationship, we still have the
choice to follow what the doctors say or to follow our own conscience ie. cease
getting worried. People get drunk to get
away from worry or join a congregation of
jovial chums at clubs and coffee shops.
Others find a solace in God, frequenting
God's house, going to pilgrimage and
constantly praying and praying.
heinous thing you can do to yourself is to
think about local politics. Even the
Americans are angry with their Presidents.
If you love your own leader by all mean hang a
huge picture in your house, follow him on
your TV and read about him in the
newspapers. If you hate him, just simply
forget and avoid watching TV or stop buying
newspapers. I talked to the Indian Mamak who
said that India is the same as Malaysia.
When I came across a Korean movie it
depicted a story of Mafia organization controlling the
police and the politicians. Why should we
kill ourselves with worries and hatred and
shouting curses at them ? If they are really
bad and rogue, they will be punished by God.
We could sustain our happiness by ignoring
point of the good health is not so much on
the longevity factor but we can move about
everywhere without assistance, a freedom
that we seldom appreciate. And it is the
most valuable gift of God, greater than a
billion dollars, and better than a beautiful
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
THREE WORLDS WE MAY LIVE TO SEE
Only a few left; those who are blessed to
see the two worlds. I would regularly use
the word WE to mean me and my contemporaries
of the same age. Some of us may live to see
the third world.
The first world to us was the era without
TV, the Mata-Mata with the Tarbush hat, the
train with wooden seats. Girls married at
the age of 12 and some at 10 (Now by the
modern standard they called it rape). They were
scared of crossing twenty for fear of being called old
maids. That was the age of 'ais kepal', the
shave ice ball, the making of swords and
guns we made out of wood to play hero and
villains during week ends, caught fighting
fish, chasing kites and swam into any
available rivers and ponds, and when we came
home our mothers were ready with a long
cane. Every Friday the town board people
would enter our kampongs and sprayed
insecticides, and at night the night soil
carries emptied our toilet pails. The
toilets were always outside the house. In
those days one could get a job after passing
standard 4. After 6 years of primary
education a person could be a teacher.
The second world began to appear around the
'60s. More schools were built and
there was a big rush for education, reaching
the Senior Cambridge. Cars and TVs and
telephones began to dwell in homes. There
were scooters and Vespas, cheap matinees
where we took chances to meet girls at
cinemas, boys and girls began to go for
dating. The sword fighting and other robust
kid's sports began to fade. It was in the
'80s that great changes took place, turning
the world upside down with micro-chip
technologies. The world get so much smaller.
The end of the 20th century started a new
phase of the new world.
This is the third world that we may not have
the chance to see but the new generations
will. It is the world once we called a
fantasy heaven. It all began with the
so-called alien technology, levitation and
anti-gravity vehicles. Though the new
technology is still a secret of government
properties, people endeavored themselves
into inventing small flying machines, which
are now taking shapes, from a flying hover
board to human carrying quad copters. On the
other side there are inventions of perpetual
battery power. Yes, imaginable fairies will
come to live. The flying superman is no more
a remote dream. They are not within
reach. They are already here and now.
At homes kids do not go for sword fighting
game but battle with their friends across
the globe on their PCs. Parents with their
kids overseas speak visually to them
blissfully. 3D TV set protruding images making
us to dodge at the fast coming spears or
stones. Machines that wash and dry our cloth
while we are perusing blog and Facebook
pages. We don't have to go to bank to
transfer money or paying bills at office
counters. A small smart phone facilitate
those tasks for us.
What lies ahead we never know. We just sit
To the newly born nothing will be strange.
Even to the living, a change is never a
surprise. People don't swoon when you show
them a three inch man or a man with a snake
head. They don't even appreciate them.
Nobody ever asked who invented the power
bank, about the change of the storage media
from revolving CDs and hard-disks to the SD
cards. A few may say Wow!.
Why ? God has created a shock absorbing
mechanism in human being. Otherwise half of
the world population will demise out of
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
A CHANGE OF
BEHAVIOR IS A BAD SIGN
What has come
over me. Surely I could have not been
possessed by a demon for devouring my old
wrinkled face with 'bedak sejuk'
literally translate as 'cool powder'.
Bedak sejuk is made from the ground
glutinous rice in small bits, using a banana
or any other leaf as a droplets filter. When
it is dry it shaped like tiny pebbles as big
as guava seeds, and of course white in
color. It is non-toxic and free of
chemicals. Adding water to a quarter
teaspoonful of bedak sejuk, I applied
onto my face at night. It is very cooling
and comforting. My face will look like a
Chinese jumping ghost or a Chinese opera
Do I look any
handsomer or any younger ? No. I put it on
my face simply because I feel like putting
it. Mainly psychological. I have been
reading a lot on enhancing beauty by all
sort of skin care. People are doing good
business, making tons of money and even
becoming a multi millionaire. And I have
seen women and young girls with beautiful
faces, fair and smooth. I come to know that
they are not only expensive but also contain
grand mothers have been using this
traditional powder. They did not lack sex
appeal. Men were still arose by the white
faces. Money was not wasted and the skins
were save from dangerous compound.
ancient cosmetics in China contain chemical,
added animal fat to make it waterproof. What
the Malaysian Muslims do not know is the
lotion and the skin care products they use
contain the non-halal animal fat. As people
are, God and sins will not scare them when
they think they earn benefit from any
source. And personal health and beauty is
nothing compared to robbing and cheating and
Women need to
be careful of freak cosmetics claimed to be
made of natural plant products like cucumber
and seed oil that are not threatening the
safety of the skin. The price will still be
astronomical as compared to bedak sejuk.
A pack of a small container only cost RM3
and can last us for three to four weeks.
mothers not only apply the glutinous rice
powder on our faces when we went to school
but also the hair oil, that was not exotic
or majestic, but it was merely the coconut oil.
If other mothers didn't, my mother did. She
used the same coconut oil used for cooking
on her hair and mine too. What a gracious
grace. Now I hardly find coconut oil at
home. We are using corn or palm oil for
cooking. And my belt was a jute rope, tied
like a ribbon in the front. I would still
suggest a sort of rope for the loose
trousers if anyone could not find a suitable
belt, and tuck the shirt outside to hide it
hair oil, today I used gel on my hair,
combed it the way I wanted before I went
jogging to beat the strong wind that had
been blowing my hair left and right since
the last few weeks. I can also beat it by
tying my hair with a hair band or wearing a
cap. I can't imagine how an old man like me
looks like with the hair band. Cap would
cover my face from the young sexy joggers,
whom I love to wink. So I applied a small
scoop of gel on my head.
believe that a sudden change of behavior is
a signed that his death is near and it is
approaching very fast. It is very true that
lately I realized I even changed my eating
habits. I went for jack fruits, cucumber and
fresh orange. I frequented the RM3.50
roti kirai with meat gravy. Whenever I
went to buy burger, I opted for shrimp
instead of my usual meat. But it is not as
strange as putting my face with the white a
lump of starchy stuff on my face before I go
Is it not a
weird sign ?
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
POCKET BIG DREAMER
We are bound to bump into something that is
not expected. We never know what. The other
night while I was having a dinner at a
stall, a young man passed by, accosted me
and sat on the chair at the next table.
"Long time no see, Sir," he said. "I was the
97/98 student." I did not continue with the
conversation but concentrate on the Nasi
Lemak. I bought two packets of the delicious
rice for a ringgit per packet. The packet
was not big but a couple would be enough to
fill my stomach. I noticed the young man
ordered nothing and sat there doing nothing.
After finishing my dinner I bade him
goodbye. He called me and asked me for two ringgit. I gave the notes I was holding in
my hand and went home.
The next night I went to the same stall
again. As I was taking my seat the same man
came again and took a seat at my table. I
knew he wanted something and asked him to
take two packets for himself. He, not only
took the Nasi Lemak, but also ordered an ice
While eating he came out with all sort of
stories and ideas,"I want to sell fried
chickens, Sir. One day I will earn a
profit of a thousand ringgit. Within a month
I will get thirty thousand...eh eh uh. But
money is never enough you know, right ? We
have ten thousands finish, twenty
finish...right or not ? eh eh uh...I will
fry my chicken nicely and earn thirty
thousands a month...." I could not stand him
anymore, a young man who asked me for two
dollars and now talking of tenths of
thousands. He spoke with an odor of weeds
from his breath. I guessed that this guy
must have been really nut.
I decided not to be courteous and good. As I
finished the two packets of rice and he was
still swaggering, I told him that I had to
leave, for I have to attend a certain urgent
matter. I paid RM3 for my meal and RM3.50
Last night I decided to go somewhere else
for my dinner for I had guessed he would be
waiting for me again.
There had been reports of the missing cars
and motorcycles and house breaking around
this area. My mind swirled with wild
imagination. He could be one of the
prowlers. How many others are like him ?
Only God knows.
Tenths of thousands have been laid off.
Sometimes I asked myself why not these
jobless young people go and rob Rosmah,
Syahrizat or Najib.
These are our trash, the scum garbage born
out of our failures. We just don't care.
They were never mentioned in the UMNO
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
CLASSLESS SOCIETY ?
the eyes of God differ from equality in eyes
of men. On the day the world began and
inhabitants multiplied classes emerged to
appear. There were leaders and chieftains
and specialization of various functions.
There were slaves and masters, the affluent
and the poor, kings, nobles and the laymen.
The Varna system clearly clarifies who were
in charge of religion, war, business and the
society evolved by itself. Skin color,
creeds and economic specialization are
partly responsible for the class formation.
The more powerful seize power and became
rulers, making laws on boundaries,
ownerships and taxations. There were the
ruling class and the rest of then men, who
were peasants, labors and entrepreneurs.
Landowners and people with capital had to
find workers to work in their fields.
Whenever local people in scarcity they seek
inferior people in other countries. There
were some willing workers who usually fill
in the factories and there were black slaves
to work in the cotton and wheat fields.
loomed as trade expanded and flourished.
There were shopkeepers, middlemen and
conveyors. There were bankers and people who
ran insurance companies. They were mechanics
and builders. The symbols of their status
were depicted by the dress they wore and the
properties they owned. The wealthy sent
their kids to prestigious private schools,
the poor to the government institutions. The
Blacks were deemed inferior, confined to
colored bar, drank from different pipe. The
brown were looked down by the yellow. Among
the White they were attempts to
categorized the superior and the inferior
race by the bone structures.
said to be unfair and suppressive. The poor
were excessively taxed for the ruling class
to enjoy. French and Russian revolutions
wanted to rid of the courts of the Kings and
the Czars to end suppression and sufferings.
Then came the Communist with ALL MEN ARE
EQUAL to squash the capitalist society and
replaced with socialism. But today if you
are in Vietnam or China, do you not see
capitalism and classes of people ?
like it or not the trees grow, the buildings
cropped up rushing to the sky, the people
are working hard to grow richer. And will we
be the ones to say "...cut all the growth.
Cut the trees, flattened the buildings.
Don't strive to better yourselves.." ?
There is a
leeway for everyone to climb a social
ladder. We can't idly enjoying our siesta
and hope for the money to grow, for the
success in business, promotion in an office.
More often than not, the more effort we put
in the higher we can climb, the greater the
reward. It is
resilience, acuteness and courage that
provide us the way to wiggle to the higher
society is a pure absurdity.
competitive world indolence will push us
into a bottomless pit. We will eventually
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
I WAS NEW IN
I was new in
Ham radio at that time. I wrote to telecom
and made some inquiries about it. The
department was kind enough to send me a
syllabus, radio regulations and a visual
Morse code symbols. All were in English. The
first radio operators I met were Eshee,
Malcom, Chow and a few others at the
Coronation Camp Penang. They were setting up
a JOTA station. Later I frequent Eshees's
and Malcom's shack almost every week to say
hello on the radio. I began to make
preparation for the radio examination.
Amateur Examination) was conducted in
English. The paper was divided into two
parts, the regulation and the technical. We
have to write the answers in the essay form.
I remember answering a question on logbook
with complete illustration as I was keeping
a log as a SWL. And on the technical part I
drew a complete schematic diagram on
Superheterodyne receiver and giving
description for each part of the receiver.
And another on the antenna and the
of the old syllabus was to ensure every ham
understood the working or a transmitter and
a receiver. In those earlier days hams had
to homebrew their own rigs, and transistors
came later in the years. Hams need to know
the value of the resistors by one look when
they were building up or repairing
not many hams then, not more than 400. If
you can't understand English then you could
not be a ham. The test was in English and
the daily communication too was in English.
All went well without any hassle and without
after I became a full pledge ham I heard
some top guys in MARTS were talking about
giving a chance to those others to come on
the air too with limited frequency ie VHF.
There were arguments whether to create an
opening to a new class or not at all. The
opponent of the idea predicted the future
problems and havoc. Discussions dragged on.
I went back to school in the United States,
leaving ham radio for a long many years,
almost 15 years or so.
I received a
letter from the authority asking me to renew
my ticket. By and by I learned that there
was a license B created. I did not know the
date when it began and who were the main
negotiators. Those who followed in several
JOTAS were now licensed with 9W call signs.
There were repeaters all over.
from a long sleep I encountered with a new
world. It was the second time I was new
again. My head was swirling with confusion.
There were new things I have to learn which
I had never new before. Even new rigs were
without built in power supply. They were
much more smaller and lighter. When I could
repair my Yaesu FT101, the new rig would
make me a stupid fool.
that Class B transpired out of a good
hearted ham whose intention was to give
chances to those who could not pass CW test
when Morse codes was still mandatory.
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
I have almost
given up knowing the current state and progress of
Malaysian Amateur Radio, because there are
other things that interest me and call for my
focus. Hours after hours I spend time on the Facebook and Whatsapp applications,
downloading and watching movies and writing
blog. When 9M2NZ, Rashid Ghani, asked
for my comment on the Radio Clubs that went
astray and racial, I was awed. I do not know
anything, about the
clubs and other activities. Whatever I know
is that we cannot compare the old and the
new on whatever matter at all. Things change
with time and they are shaped by the
disagreed with the change vehemently but
later realized it is no point in trying to
change the world and I have to be an arrant
fool at yelling insults at the dynamic
world. If we don't like anything just keep
it to ourselves and stay away from it.
After all the
change is inevitable. We used to enjoy the
shaved ice ball. We can't curse the world
when it isn't here anymore and being
replaced with what we called 'ice
kacang topped with ice cream'. You
cranked your car to start it in the old
days. It is now replaced by an electric
starter motor. In medical, agriculture,
transportation and offices everything take a
new shape. Good or bad they are here. The
old ones have vanished. What is there to
don't like we avoid it. I don't like
newspapers. So I stopped buying them. It has
been for more than 15 years that I don't
read Utusan Malaysia or the New Straits
Times. I don't like ASTRO, so I don't
subscribe to it. Some old hams do not like
the SOP of the new amateurs and just stopped
monitoring to their chats. It is not a
matter of right and wrong but a matter of
If truly that
someone prefers racism in ham radio, it is
up to the authority to think about it and
decide as to the course of actions. The fact
is who are we to impose the ruling and the
standard of amateur radio in this country.
If they want to form clubs by any name let
them. They can't force you to like them and
you can't force them to agree with you.
Let us look
at something else other than the ham radio.
Look at our culture and values that we have
been practicing. You do not find modern
people donning dress of the 18th or
19th century anymore. Drugs that were once a
taboo and illegal are now legalized. Who
ever thought of the same sex marriages ? The
complexities of changes are untold stories.
Imagine a man who died in 1700 comes back to
life, will he want to change the world now ?
Can he change the world ?
Some call it
destiny. Others call it progress.
change is human emotion and sentiment, and
the basic needs of food and shelter. Love,
hate, fear, anger, greed and pity are
elements in men that persist ever since.
And these sentiments that unite and break
mankind apart. Classes and status of people
are simply natural, determined by creeds,
color, languages, geographical locations,
culture, education, philosophies and
interests. Birds of the same feather usually
flock together. That explains why we have
nudist community, the gays, the fanatics,
the communists, the orthodox and
liberalists. And economic division too is a
have total unity and oneness in amateur
radio due to the increasing population and
the above variety of human sentiments. What
we see in Malaysian amateur fraternity is
something inevitable. If it has not happen
yet, it is bound to happen later. Why ?
Because we are different in many ways.
people aren't like us, we have to create war
on them ? Yet people go to war on their
choose to remain mum whatever people said
about me. I don't lose a single cent neither
did I gain any pittance. I did not reject
signing for the 9Ws and I did not push them
away if they seek my other than financial
help. I wrote software for Rohizat's
workshop and happily exchanging information
on traveling joy with him. At my free time I
would go for any invitation. But I am not
current time soccer is a topic I very much
love to discuss. I would queue for hours
under the blazing sun to purchase a ticket.
I shouted and yell and shriek in the stadium
forgetting that I am an old man ready to die
anytime. That made my money worth to depart.
I scolded the referee, the players and
shouted at the coach as if I was the best
and the world class player. Actually I can't
even kick a ball straight.
I have been
in radio since 1975. Try to compute the
number of years. And I have 4 or 5 more
years to live. What's the hack about
fighting over some unjust trivial issues. My
life is too short, much much shorter than
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
It is really
hard to learn at the age of seventy plus as
memory cells are rotting and beyond repair.
They are selling Korean Ginko which claim to
sharpen memory. Money could help in
replacing the old with the new cells as what
Najib and Rosmah are doing. For laymen like
millions of us, we better prepare ourselves
to meet God rather than fighting natural
acclimatization. How could we acquire new
things when the old ones are rapidly fading.
other night when I brought a spectacle with
me to watch a soccer match at the local
stadium, I found it was not on my collar
where I hung it. I only put it on when I
wanted to see the person who scored a goal
more clearly. A distant night driving in the
absent of street lights I sometimes put it
on to see the curvature of the road. I don't
have a perfect vision but I do not always
put my spectacle on.
It has been
several years that I wanted to learn and
improve my English, a subject that I never
passed during my school days. I fail to
achieve my objective no matter how hard I
tried. It is not because of my stupidity but
because the retention power is almost nil. I
forget names and I forget the words that I
came across. Ageing is inversely
proportional to memory. What is there to
lament, wail an shriek when nature destines
us in that path. Even death is a divine
out of a sudden I had a desire to look at
Korean's writing. These days I watched a lot
of Korean movies with English subtitle. I
just wonder how a word or sound is formed. I
would have recognized the Chinese
characters, the Thais and the Arabic word
formation but not the Koreans. Looking at a
page tutorial I began to understand it. To
learn it will take me several years to the
edge of my living frontier. In short I will
be dead first before I can remember a basic
and simple Korean.
sciences has proven about the declining
state of human mind, I don't give up
believing in the power of God. I
always pray to God for my good health and
smart memory. I think my prayer call was met.
The lost spectacle was surprisingly found
hidden on the back seat of my car two days
later, hidden in an awkward position. I
can't figure out how it went there. And this morning I checked my BP
and found it was 124/67, and after a late
night gluttonous dinner my blood sugar was
6. You may call it co-incidence. I don't. I
will continue to strive to better myself in
English and seek more knowledge about the
mystery of the universe.
do not see us the way we see ourselves. We
keep our vanity hidden. I was not wrong in
my prediction about Malaysia and the Malays.
My aunty at eighty plus said, "They call me
senile ? Give me a lot of cash and watch how
senile I can be..."
The young are
not wrong in thinking there is a decline of
alertness among the elderly. Everything
slows down, from the neuron to the muscle
movements. I have been talking about
forgetfulness. If it happens among the young
they call it absent minded. That does not
mean ageing rob everything from us and we
are to retire from active life and seeking
knowledge. We have God with with. We ask.
God may give, or may not give. But we must
also struggle and work for what we desire.
world is kind enough to provide free
knowledge into our homes. Despite the
difficulty in self learning I will continue
to learn a little Korean as much as I know
Mandarin and Thais. I wish myself good luck.
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
Stories of Me Selling Radio
A radio friend rang me inquiring about a
transceiver he said I want to sell.
"Sell my equipment ? Who told you ? " I
"Mr X who heard from Mr Y," he said.
I have not seen Y for ages though I met Mr X
about 10 months ago. I never divulge to
anyone about my departing with my radios. I
have two HF transceivers and one dedicated
VHF/UHF, which I occasionally used to
monitor and sometimes working Morse codes. I
did buy a Diamond power supply and gave away
free to a poor lady ham who had been laid
off from her job. I even bought a new paddle
not long ago. How could someone simply
spread the news about my emptying my shack ?
It is true that I am a little broke now, not
in the sense that I do not have any money to
spend but I can't meet all my spending
allocations. These are for my car service,
for utility, food consumption, car gasoline
and for contingencies. I never plan to sell
my belongings even if I am starving.
Nevertheless I may give things away. That
may include my radio equipments.
Sinister talks seem to be a great pleasure
to some. They created the non-existence
stories which we called fictions, passed
around and people believing in the stories
would have the misconceptions of many things
in the world. The highest evil of all was
the false flag aimed at demonizing others to
fulfill their agenda, to justify conquest,
hence enjoying the rich resources of the
land. The lesser evil was to destroy the
political carrier of the opponents and to
hold to power perpetually. Others do it to
play for office. Or as justification for not
paying loan or to hide their own avarice and
Newspapers that have carried false stories
were sued and suffered heavy loses several
Mine is not a big matter. It hurts no one.
It is just a trivial disappointment to my
radio friend who is desperately looking for
a HF transceiver as he has successful in
upgrading himself to an A class. I suggested
to him to get a new one from One
Communication. A fully dedicated HF rig
costs RM2.5K, which is considered
inexpensive, the Icom718.
718 impressed me as I worked with a few
stations that sent me a powerful and
tremendous signal. Listening to the audio, I
would think it was from a high end rig.
He would have to spend about 4K for a few
decent stuffs; an antenna tuner, and a power
supplier. I have not told him that he could
get a much cheaper homebrewed rig from
Indonesia for a price of about between 800
to 1.2K ringgit. The Jakarta Hamfest is
about July. He has a few months to put his
money aside for his shopping spree in
I think I need to tell him about the ethics
of being a responsible person, to avoid
creating stories and to assess the veracity
of any news.
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
SABAH VS READERS
Sabotaging M'sian economy not patriotism
Sabotaging Malaysia's economy by
frightening off foreign investors is an
act of treason, not patriotism, said
Communications and Multimedia Minister
Salleh Said Keruak.
people claim they are criticising the
prime minister and are running down the
country out of patriotism.
historians agree that Adolf Hitler was
also a patriot and that Naziism was the
product of this patriotism. And 100
million people died because of this,"
Salleh said in a blog post last night...
I have not
been in favor of businessmen and Malay taxi
drivers. I believe they are selfish,
inconsiderate and greedy. They charged
exorbitant price to their customers,
especially the taxi service in my town. For
a distant of 3 or 4 miles they would put 4
persons to fill up their taxis and charged
as much as RM15 a person. If they happen to
knock your car they won't to pay even a
single cent for a damage. The Mamak
restaurant like Mee Abu or Yasmeen would cut
your throat till you bleed. You will not pay
less than RM5 for a simple meal at a Pumpong
restaurant owned by a Malay. Here a double
fresh orange juice cost RM5 while elsewhere
only cost RM4. In my hear I had been cursing
these people for their avarice.
realized that my generalization was wrong. Not all businessmen are that
ridiculous. I can still enoy a good meal for
RM2.50. The RM3.50 breakfast of Roti-Kirai
with plenty of beef in the gravy could last
me till 3pm, after having the tasty food
restaurant, well known for a tasty but
expensive food, is kind to me, charging me between
RM4.50 to RM6 for each meal with free
beverage and sliced cucumber. A large prawn
which he usually sold at RM10 to RM12 a
piece, were sometimes served to me for only RM6.
It is a complete meal.
evening I wanted to have a taste on satay. Satay is
a very expensive dish nowadays. Price of a
stick used to be 30 cents and now has
increased to 70 cent. At the Night market at
a place I used to go was 60 cents a stick. I
ordered 6 sticks and asked the man to add
extra slices of
cucumber for an extra price. Cucumber has a good nutritional
values. Some says it is good for kidney. The
girl put about 7 to 8 pieces in a small
plate. While I was munching the meat, the man added a
fistful more of them. But when I wanted to make a
payment the man told me to pay just for the satay, not the cucumber. I insisted. He
adamantly refused it. "The cucumber is free
for you," he said.
And at the
same night market the boy who sold the
jackfruit for RM10 for two packets, only
charged me RM8.
that after all not everyone is greedy nor
inconsiderate. But I have yet to find a taxi
man in my town who I could favor as a good
still prevails even though there may be one
out of ten millions who would reject
millions of corrupt money for a principle,
and willing to starve, rather than colluding
themselves with avarice. People who hold to
the moral values and consulting their
conscience are hard to find even in the
Eastern part of the world these days. Most
individuals are wearing the masks of
hypocrisy. Their hearts and facial
countenance are far apart. When confront
with money there could appear an immediate
transformation of personality.
We can only
pray for our fellow humans not to lose their
humanity, to believe in the high esteem of
DISAPPEARING SPIRIT OF SOCCER
heavy gambling in soccer. They can involve
between hundred thousands of ringgit to a
few millions. You may be amazed to know that
there various ways of betting, not merely
the final result of who wins and lose.
People may bet on which team will get the
corner ball first, the number of cards waves
by the referee, the number of corner kicks
within 20 minutes and which team will score
the most in the first or second half.
could be so big that bookies and gamblers
tend to use stealth individuals to breakup
or to weaken a certain team from direct
corruptions to psychological approach to
hurt the coach or players, to break them
apart. The stealth individuals are not
strangers to the team. These individuals
mingle with the officers and the players as
an ardent and die hard supporter. Sometimes
their sting work. Other time they continue
to fail time and again.
I could not
understand the reason for
teams who won championships to recruit new
players on the following seasons. Sometimes
I did think there were invisible hands
behind the decision.
is whether we need to have stealth private
detectives to investigate and observe any
Why not when
soccer has become a big business and ghastly political issue
? There was a clash of Titans over it. Millions of rinngit
are changing hands, both in the inside and
outside the main soccer fraternity. Salaries
for coaches and players have reached the
million marks. People are rushing to make a
living out of the sport. If ignored and
unchecked the sanctity of the game will be
totally destroyed. Fans drive hundred of
miles from the remote areas to watch a clean
straight game, yelling and shouting their
heads off, not knowing there are pawns in
the field being pushed by the unseen.
there are opportunities for some people
within the community to make big money from
a simple decision.
players were robbed in the middle of the game
to weaken one and to strengthen the other.
Referee made bias decision. Goalkeepers
caught empty air instead of the slow moving
ball. Players faked injuries and quit the
field. The real spirit of the game was
ruined by punters and corruptors, and by
people with power and money.
isn't seem to be obstruction rules anymore.
Players blocked their opponents in twos or
threes while the ball is feet away. There
are brawling and knee attacking, and pushing
almost coming to a game of rugby. Surely
these are not caused by the mastermind of
gambling machines. So were the robbing of
coaches and players in the middle of the
game. The whole stuffs looks like rubbing
mud to the beautiful and entertaining
sports, erasing the spirit of the game.
different does it made between corruptors
and a person who uses a dubious mean to kill
a strong team ? Both are killing the
sanctity and the integrity of the lovable
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF
prohibits arrogance and boasting. There is a
word 'Riak' which means to assert oneself
with the deliberate purpose of showing off
that he is better and above the others. A
swaggerer is seen as a person with the 'Riak'.
He gives credit to himself for every success
of the team or organization. You see these
people everywhere and everyday. We were
warned by some Muslim scholars to be very
careful on what we post and say on the
Facebook for it may be construed as 'Riak'.
My posting of a picture showing my luggage
for traveling is also considered as trying
to show off though my intent was for mere
Here I would
like to focus on one issue, soccer.
like a religion to some people in some
countries. A war almost broke out due to the
quarrel over the game. The sport generates a
massive economic activities. Hundreds and
thousands of dollars circulate during each
game. It is a haven for vendors and hawkers,
earning a clean profit up to a 1K at each
In the recent
years strong teams were from Kelantan,
Pahang, Selangor, Johor, Trengganu, the
Police and FELDA. Johor (JDT) was one of the
finest and had been representing Malaysia in
the Asian Club tournaments. Selangor, Pahang
and Kelantan had ever emerged as Malaysian
champions too. I do not deny the powerful
JDT have been showing a fast, aggressive and
loom a voice that the success of JDT was due
to the effective and a good leadership
management. It did not end there. Instead it
went on to say that Malaysian soccer had not
been competitive in the region because of
the failed management. FAM must be revamped.
It is not in my position to validate the
authenticity of the view. It may be right or
it may be wrong.
I have been
questioning people on the composition of JDT,
the number of Johor native players and the
the numbers from other states, who had been
the main scorers ? If star players from
other states were brought in and the winning
goals came from a skillful import plater, we
could not attribute the success to the well
seen to pass remarks that JDT has shown a 'Riak'
and had been spewing unpleasant statements
on the team. They even prayed for JDT to
lose against a Japanese team. Last night
when JDT was beaten 3 - 1 by Pahang it
created a happy moment to millions. Where
was the greatness of JDT and the most
effective administration ?
It is a human
habit to forget God's providence when they
are at the top, with wealth and power. They
render the great attribute to themselves.
I don't even
think Malaysia will be able to qualify the
World Cup despite of the new administration
for a myriad of reasons.
As to the JDT
I only have to say that God gives and God
ABDUL RAHMAN RAOF