Friday, October 29, 2004
Mujo
Got this from a friend of mine who is from Terengganu. I'm not from there but philosophy seems reasonable. Plus I tribute this to my Terengganu readers.
Originally written by Pok Ku, for everything Terengganu!
Mujo or mujur in Standard Bahasa means "fortunate" or "lucky". In Terengganu it means more than that. Mujo is an attitude, a testament to the optimism of the Terengganu folks. I believe that Terengganunese are optimistic. I haven't heard of any suicides there yet. No news whatsoever of people jumping down from coconut trees or drinking expired budu (preserved anchovy thick sauce) neat in order to expire themselves.
You must remember that Terengganu people lived with ferries, morning papers that came in the night and other things people in the West Coast take for granted. In spite of doing without 4D shops, discos, malls or Hot spot-enabled coffee houses, they are surviving well without any mental hospital in sight. All because they have mujo.
Like I mentioned previously, mujo encapsulate a philosophy in itself. It means one should thank God that it is not worse.
Time for an illustration.
(Cut to a scene of 3 village ladies in their kemban washing clothes by the village well)
Mok Long Selamoh: Guane doh adik mung Mek? (How is your brother Mek?)
Mok Teh Som : Bakpe pulok adik dia? (What happened to her brother?)
Mok Long Selamoh: Laaa! Mung dok tau ke Som? (You don't know Som?)
Mok Teh Som : Dok tau setarang kita. (I don't know anything)
Mok Long Selamoh: Adik Mek ni kena langgor lori kemareng. (Mek's brother was knocked down by a lorry yesterday)
Mek Beso : Bukang lori Mok Long, beng ikang! (It wasn't a lorry Mok Long, it was a fish van)
Mok Long Selamoh: Mujo bukang lori! (Lucky it wasn't a lorry)
Mok Teh Som : Pah tu? Terok ke? (Then? Was he seriously injured?)
Mek Beso : Kaki patah sebelah...... (One leg was broken)
Mok Teh Som : Mujo dok patoh dua dua (Lucky both legs weren't broken)
Mok Long Selamoh : Tu pong mujo dreba beng dang brek. (It was lucky that the van driver braked in time)
Mek Beso : Mujo beng tu dok laju.. (Lucky the van wasn't going fast..)
(Fade to black.)
If both legs were broken, the response would be "Mujo dok pecoh pala"(Lucky the head wasn't broken). If the head WAS broken, the response would be "Mujo dok mati" (Lucky he didn't die). If the worst happened and the brother died, the mujo would still surface. "Mujo lah bukang adik kita" (Lucky it wasn't my brother).
You get the drift.....
Mujo. A nice word. Adopt it. Embrace it. It will preserve your sanity.
Originally written by Pok Ku, for everything Terengganu!
Mujo or mujur in Standard Bahasa means "fortunate" or "lucky". In Terengganu it means more than that. Mujo is an attitude, a testament to the optimism of the Terengganu folks. I believe that Terengganunese are optimistic. I haven't heard of any suicides there yet. No news whatsoever of people jumping down from coconut trees or drinking expired budu (preserved anchovy thick sauce) neat in order to expire themselves.
You must remember that Terengganu people lived with ferries, morning papers that came in the night and other things people in the West Coast take for granted. In spite of doing without 4D shops, discos, malls or Hot spot-enabled coffee houses, they are surviving well without any mental hospital in sight. All because they have mujo.
Like I mentioned previously, mujo encapsulate a philosophy in itself. It means one should thank God that it is not worse.
Time for an illustration.
(Cut to a scene of 3 village ladies in their kemban washing clothes by the village well)
Mok Long Selamoh: Guane doh adik mung Mek? (How is your brother Mek?)
Mok Teh Som : Bakpe pulok adik dia? (What happened to her brother?)
Mok Long Selamoh: Laaa! Mung dok tau ke Som? (You don't know Som?)
Mok Teh Som : Dok tau setarang kita. (I don't know anything)
Mok Long Selamoh: Adik Mek ni kena langgor lori kemareng. (Mek's brother was knocked down by a lorry yesterday)
Mek Beso : Bukang lori Mok Long, beng ikang! (It wasn't a lorry Mok Long, it was a fish van)
Mok Long Selamoh: Mujo bukang lori! (Lucky it wasn't a lorry)
Mok Teh Som : Pah tu? Terok ke? (Then? Was he seriously injured?)
Mek Beso : Kaki patah sebelah...... (One leg was broken)
Mok Teh Som : Mujo dok patoh dua dua (Lucky both legs weren't broken)
Mok Long Selamoh : Tu pong mujo dreba beng dang brek. (It was lucky that the van driver braked in time)
Mek Beso : Mujo beng tu dok laju.. (Lucky the van wasn't going fast..)
(Fade to black.)
If both legs were broken, the response would be "Mujo dok pecoh pala"(Lucky the head wasn't broken). If the head WAS broken, the response would be "Mujo dok mati" (Lucky he didn't die). If the worst happened and the brother died, the mujo would still surface. "Mujo lah bukang adik kita" (Lucky it wasn't my brother).
You get the drift.....
Mujo. A nice word. Adopt it. Embrace it. It will preserve your sanity.
Thursday, October 28, 2004
How am I linked to Chow Kit?
Out of boredome yesterday, I decided to go and check my sitemeter. As I was going through the statistic, I was quite stormed to see the search redirection.
Some of the search terms used by people who somehow end up here.
Datin Gila Sex
Kampung Boy
Sarung Party Girls Malaysia
Chow Kit Night Sex Live
Malaysia Gay Boys
Go figure
Some of the search terms used by people who somehow end up here.
Datin Gila Sex
Kampung Boy
Sarung Party Girls Malaysia
Chow Kit Night Sex Live
Malaysia Gay Boys
Go figure
Sunday, October 24, 2004
Sometimes
Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around.
You tell them things that you've never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more.
You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you.
When something wonderful happens, you can't wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement.
They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself.
Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful.
There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around.
You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are.
The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever.
Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it's like being young again. Colors seem brighter and more brilliant.
Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn't exist at all.
A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day's work and always brings a smile to your face.
In their presence, there's no need for continuous conversation, but you find you're quite content in just having them nearby.
Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you.
You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon.
You open your heart knowing that there's a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible.
You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that's so real it scares you.
You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end.
Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life. NOT
You tell them things that you've never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more.
You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you.
When something wonderful happens, you can't wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement.
They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself.
Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful.
There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around.
You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are.
The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever.
Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it's like being young again. Colors seem brighter and more brilliant.
Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn't exist at all.
A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day's work and always brings a smile to your face.
In their presence, there's no need for continuous conversation, but you find you're quite content in just having them nearby.
Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you.
You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon.
You open your heart knowing that there's a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible.
You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that's so real it scares you.
You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end.
Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life. NOT
Friday, October 15, 2004
Groupies
I didn't realise that I had a fan-base in this blog. Basically only 1% of my thoughts go in here. The rest just flies around aimlessly. I am supposed to document my cultural "heritage" as it seems to amuse and at the same time astonish people around me who keep wanting more. I also have this dream of writing a book(don't laugh) and yet to start on it.
The problem is, I need to change to a job that will give me more time for myself. Well, even when I have it, I just goof-off. More of recuperating I would say.
Anyway, I realised this is not going anywhere. So, Happy Fasting!
The problem is, I need to change to a job that will give me more time for myself. Well, even when I have it, I just goof-off. More of recuperating I would say.
Anyway, I realised this is not going anywhere. So, Happy Fasting!