Dunia ini hanyalah permainan ...

Tak tau apa nak update kali ni.
Klip video ni saja yang ada untuk tatapan anda semua.
Yang galak menyanyi lagu 'Wonder Pet' tu si abang, Muhammad Haziq.
Yang buat aksi guling-guling tu si adik, Muhammad Hazim.
Cheers!

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Pada 12 Jun 2005, Steve Jobs, CEO Apple Computer dan Pixar Animation Studios telah diberi penghormatan berucap di hadapan ribuan graduan Stanford. Dalam ucapan motivasinya, Steve Jobs yang tidak menghabiskan pengajian kolej telah menceritakan 3 kisah hidupnya untuk renungan semua pendengar. Melalui kisahnya kita akan tahu kenapa dia mengambil keputusan berhenti belajar, sejarah ringkas syarikat Apple, NeXT dan Pixar yang dipeloporinya dan kenapa kita perlu mencari bidang pekerjaan yang kita benar-benar cinta.

Berikut adalah teks penuh ucapan Steve Jobs untuk untuk kita hayati bersama :

"I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.

This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much."

TemuramahMurah Dengan Bill Klentong

Transkrip penuh TemuramahMurah Dengan Tan Sri Bill Klentong, saudara bau-bau burger dengan Bill Clinton :

Editor : Kabare Bill?

Bill K : Oh, khabar baik, waras!

Editor : Woit! Hang pun boleh speaking rojak melayu?

Bill K : Biasala beb! Aku memang boleh cakap banyak bahasa. Bahasa apa ko nak denga? Bahasa Rusia? Rusia, Rusia, Rusia. Bahasa Belanda? Belanda, Belanda, Belanda. Bahasa Estonia? Estonia, Estonia, Estonia. Andorra..

Editor : Cop! OK aku caya hang. Boleh cerita latar belakang hang sikit?

Bill K : Heh! Ko nak main kotor ni. Belum apa-apa dah nak tanya belakang. Aku sensitif bab belakang ni. Sorry man. I’m straight! Jantan sejati! Tak caya cuba tanya Monica…

Editor : Bukan tu, maksud aku… Boleh beritahu asal usul hang sikit. Bagaimana keadaan waktu mula menceburi kerjaya politik sampai berjaya jadi Presiden.

Bill K : Oh! Macam tu ka? Aku ni lahir di Whiskey Dick Mountain, Washington State, United States ..

Editor : Err..Bill, boleh ulang tak nama tempat tu?

Bill K : Aku tau ko saja nak gelakkan aku, Whiskey Dick Mountain. Nape? Apa yang tak kena?

Editor : Takde apa. Cuma nama tempat tu macam porno sikit je.

Bill K : Lepas tu aku merantau ke Pulau Lombok ikut bapak tiri aku meniaga rojak bobok.

Editor : Ooo. Sebab tulah ko boleh cakap Jawa ye?

Bill K : Bukan sebab tu aje. Dulu waktu aku duduk Rumah Putih, ada penyangak ceroboh masuk. Lepas tu aku 'hire' sorang pawang dari Jogja. Dialah yang jadi tutor aku sampai fasih bahasa Jawa & Melayu. Terus terang aku cakap aku memang suka cakap Melayu. Bahasa Melayu ni ada daya estetik dan ...

Editor : Boleh blah la Bill. Macam aku tak tau ko nak kelentong aku.

Bill K : Betul! Aku sumpah dengan taji ayam arwah atuk aku.

Editor : Atuk kau ada bela ayam ke?

Bill K : Ada. Waktu dia berhijrah dari Scotland ke Amerika dulu, dia ada bawak dua ekor ayam. Seekor betina, seekor jantan. Tapi ayam betina tu tak bertelur sebab ayam jantan arwah atuk aku tu pondan. Jadi ...

Editor : Sudahla tu Bill! Jangan nak kelentong aku lebih - lebih.

Bill K : Tak caya sudah. Jangan jadi macam member aku. Tiap kali aku nasihat, dia kata aku kelentong. Last sekali dia eksiden motor.

Editor : Dah nama kau Bill Klentong, siapa nak percaya?

Bill K : Itu bukan salah bapak aku. Pegawai Jabatan Pendaftaran tu silap tulis nama bapak aku.

Editor : OKlah Bill. Kita dah terkeluar tajuk ni. Aku ada satu soalan serius ni. Kenapa kau tak hantar bala tentera kau tolong orang Bosnia dulu?

Bill K : Kau tak baca suratkhabar ke? Kan aku dah hantar.

Editor : Hantar untuk duduk melangut je nak buat apa. Buat abiskan bogheh aja.

Bill K : Abis tu nak buat apa? Nak suruh mereka berperang? Tak baik tau bunuh orang. Berdosa!

Editor : Eleh! Yang kat Teluk Parsi tu orang kau buat apa?

Bill K : Kat Iraq kitorang saja nak main koboi-koboi. Dah lama tak main tembak-tembak sejak abis perang Vietnam. Dahlah main koboi kat Vietnam kalah!

Editor : Ohh! Jadi kau nak balas dendam dengan orang Irak ya?

Bill K : Bukan nak balas dendam. Nak tunjuk kuat sikit je. Tak boleh ke?

Editor : Kalau kuat sangat kenapa pakai pawang?

Bill K : Pawang tu untuk urut-urut aku je sebenarnya. Lagipun aku ada problem sikit dengan bini aku.

Editor : OKlah Bill. Sampai sini saja sesi temuramahmurah kita kali ni. Lepas ni aku ada sesi temuramah kat rumah urut pulak.

Bill K : OK no hal. Err.. kirim salam kat Cindy ye.

Editor : Apa la kau ni Bill. Tak abis-abis nak buat skandal.

Bill K : Abis aku nak buat apa lagi. Duit pencen banyak aku nak buat apa? Lately ni aku banyak sangat masa free. Sejak ditinggalkan Monica. Bini aku pulak sibuk memanjang lepas jadi Gabenor. Anak-anak dah sekolah. Tak tau nak buek apa lagi.

*Nota: Temuramahmurah murah ini terpaksa dihentikan disebabkan kesuntukan masa. Tambahan pula Tan Sri Bill Klentong ni asyik melalut saja :)

Layar Lara

layarlah bicara indah
di persada lautan gelora
biar karam dihempas taufan
mati kelemasan
nafas tersekat
tersedut tersedak kemasinan
biar dimakan si todak ganas
pupus di dasar perut jerung buas

tenggelamlah sebuah kisah lalu
diari lapuk
cerita luka
antologi kata merdu
memusing bahasa
madah usang kehilangan makna
ghaib lenyap di dasar laut
pelantar dunia

Gone Baby Gone

"A four year old child is on the street. It's seventy-six hours and counting. And the prospects for where she might be are beginning to look grim, you understand? Half of all the children in these cases are killed, flat out. If we don't catch the abductor by day one, only about ten percent are ever solved. This is day three. He may look young, but if he wants to work this case, he better not act it."

Beberapa hari lalu saya menonton Gone Baby Gone, filem arahan Ben Affleck. Gone Baby Gone adalah sebuah 'crime movie' yang memang tidak rugi ditonton.

Gone Baby Gone berlatarkan bandaraya Boston di Massachusetts, US. Kes kehilangan seorang kanak-kanak perempuan berumur empat tahun telah menjadi berita besar dengan bantuan media massa di Boston. Dua orang penyiasat persendirian Patrick Kenzie dan Angie Gennaro diminta untuk menyiasat kehilangan Amanda McCready. Ibunya, Helene McCready seorang penagih dadah dan siasatan awal Patrick Kenzie mendapati Helene telah meninggalkan Amanda sendirian untuk menagih dadah.

Sedikit demi sedikit Patrick cuba memahami kaitan pengedar dadah, kumpulan gangster dan penculik kanak-kanak dengan kehilangan Amanda McCready. Adakah ia kes kehilangan anak, penculikan untuk meminta wang tebusan, perbuatan khianat akibat dendam atau ada sebab lain atas kehilangan Amanda?

"You got my money, you leave that shit in the mailbox on your ass way out, you feel me? Some other motherfuckers let fool rob on them. I don't play scrimmage. But I don't fuck with no kids. And if that girl only hope is you, well, I pray for her, because she's gone, baby. Gone!"

Di negara kita juga beberapa kali heboh dengan kes kehilangan Sharlinie, pembunuhan Nurin Jazlin Jazimin, Siti Syazwani, Nurul Huda Abd Ghani dan lain-lain lagi.

Tapi ending kisah Gone Baby Gone agak berbeza dengan kisah-kisah penculikan yang biasa kita dengar. Kalau nak tahu anda perlu tonton sendiri.

Satu lagi kisah berkaitan penculikan kanak-kanak yang menarik ditonton ialah "Man Of Fire" lakonan hebat Denzel Washington dan Dakota Fanning.

Who is Keyser Soze? ("The Usual Suspects")

One indication of how good a movie is, if we are able to watch it again and again with the same excitement. This is the case with "The Usual Suspects". I don't know about other people, but I never feel tired of watching this movie.

Five Suspects. Fifty Plot Twists. One Keyser Soze.

The Usual Suspects is one of the best crime movies in the 90’s. It is also an example of how a good movie can be made with only USD6 million low budget.

After the opening shooting sequence on a boat, the story starts with five criminals being hauled into the New York police station because a crime was committed and they are the usual suspects. Accused of hijacking a truckload of gun parts in Oueens, they are brought in for a line-up.

No one cracks, and while waiting to be charged or released, the criminals hatch a plan for an emerald heist. Eventually they wind up in California, where they are blackmailed by a lawyer named Kobayashi into doing a job for someone named Keyser Soze.

Hence, the ultimate question throughout the film : Who is Keyser Soze?

“Give me the fucking keys, you fucking cocksucking motherfucker, aaarrrghh.” (McManus-Stephen Baldwin)

Harga Minyak Turun Lagi

Kerajaan akan menurunkan harga minyak lagi mulai esok (15 Oktober).
Petrol RON97 akan menjadi RM2.30 seliter.

Mungkin sekarang ni trend penurunan berlaku di mana-mana: harga minyak dunia turun, pasaran saham merudum, ekonomi pun menurun ....

The good news is, when market is going down, we can shop for properties (or equities) for a much cheaper price. Actually this is a good time for property investment. Kalau kita ada duit lebih la. Kalu takde, kena mula menyimpan dari sekarang. Sendiri mau ingat!

Mungkin 10 atau 15 tahun akan datang, berlaku lagi satu krisis ekonomi. Waktu tu gunakan peluang yang ada, beli property / equity dengan harga rendah dan jual semula bila harga naik dan ekonomi kukuh semula. Macam tulah jutawan dilahirkan semasa krisis ekonomi.

Related news :
Petrol Price Down 15 Sen A Litre Wednesday, Says Abdullah
Petrol prices reduced
Petrol turun 15 sen, diesel 20 sen esok

Gangster Puchong Mengganas Lagi

Keganasan pengganas gangster Puchong semakin hari semakin mendapat liputan media massa.
Terkini mereka meletupkan sebuah mesin ATM CIMB di Taman Kinrara Puchong. CIMB ni kira antara bank yang saya selalu singgah sebab memang ada akaun di situ. Apartmen saya pun tak jauh dari kawasan bank ni.

Tengoklah sendiri hasil kerja dua orang gangster Puchong ni ...

Gambar dari akhbar theStar.

Siasatan polis mendapati bahan letupan buatan sendiri telah digunakan dan dicampur dengan serbuk mercun untuk membolehkannya meletupkan mesin ATM (mungkin mercun raya ada lebih sikit, tak tau nak buat apa, so cubalah letupkan mesin ATM).

Hasil rompakan ? Zero, sebab pihak bank mengesahkan tiada wang yang hilang.
Cian diorang, buat penat je bangun pagi pegi letupkan ATM; tapi 'collection duit' raya tak tambah gak :)

Berita lanjut :
Perompak bom mesin ATM
Thieves blow up ATM with fireworks bomb
Firecrackers no match for ATM, robbers flee without cash

Emak

wanita itu memakai
baju usia yang labuh
kurniaan Tuhan
berwarna sepi
berbunga sunyi

hanya lenggang lengguk api pelita
dan batuk-batuk asma
sudi menemani
bila sesekali ia turun
ke lembah batinnya, memetik
buah rindu yang ranum
terhadap anak cucunya jauh di kota
ingatkan suaminya
di negeri yang abadi

jauh lagi
sepi seorang emak tua
setapak-setapak berjalan keseorangan
ke hujung hayatnya

-Mokhtar Mimi (Sitiawan)

Anggerik Pudar

kuntum - kuntum anggerik
berselerakan di persimpangan
di pertemuan lorong
putih dan hitam

kaki melata
tanpa endah
seribu gundah
turut menghenyak
kuntum - kuntum anggerik
kengerian
menempuh musnah
kepudaran

Kalau Aku Rindu Nanti

kalau nanti aku rindu
pada kisah - kisah lalu
di mana keremajaanku pernah berbunga
mengharum di sepanjang koridor asrama
sudikah kau menerima
kedatanganku yang sementara

kalau pun nanti aku sendiri
menghimpun kenangan manis
janganlah hatimu terguris
menyaksi aku menangis
kerana aku pilu
mengenang keindahan hidup bersamamu

*puisi tulisan Intan Peribumi, rakan sekolah di bumi Tanjung.