getting used to not having to face the lifeless computer screen even though i have to do some research work on it. odd men talking valiantly about football but shrug at the site of the book. the kind that speaks of a person as if they know him and talk cock and bull and conjure things out of thin air.
a let down. weird advice passed down through generation that have no rational basis. the limits of how much to suspend your rationale and start believing shit. mungkin saya patut join unmsia lol. confusion between plain mysticism versus pure tahyul. sufi orders in malaysia. the politics of working. the amount of slacking in the office of melayu. corny speeches elongated laden with empty slogans and promises and harapans. more jokes than substance as if to be likable in the office is more important than getting your job done. old men who watch transporter movies, and freaking narnia. NARNIA. to recognize locality of people from studying their faces gait and voices.
i feel as if i am having a field day everyday sampling/observing/talking to all the different people at work, studying the lower rung of society in which i never really encountered at close hand. makes you wonder really, how things progress from one thing to another, or how developed this country is. the importance of mobility, nobility, jobs of fathers, the places you come from, yada yada. the priorities and ambitions of people in general. (Kata Qutb, cita cita lumpur). then again, small talks are superficial. (reminder to self : one cannot judge so harshly).
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to be thrown from one environment to another.
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morning talks to brother no 2. topics include cycling in malaysia, how does a country generate wealth, how does a city retain wealth, how wealth is distributed among people. economics. i should marry one ( ha ha ).
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slowly reading Ahmad Wahib’s book, or catatan harian. need to re-learn all those wordy terms. for some reason his reasoning is that falsafah is opposed to agama. that is, if one tries to differ between reason and belief. viewed from a western approach to philosophy, or their attitude towards christianity, which is actually contrary dengan how reasoning is done/interpreted in early islamic traditions. need to read and understand more, anyway.
ticking off books one by one.
Black Spring is amusing in all its runniness (?).
Kreutzer Sonata is a preach misogynistic book on the chastity of women, despite well written. smooth sailing. a few true points in which one can see why Hamza Yusuf often quotes from Tolstoy.
Girl Interrupted is downright disappointing in its attempt to justify mental disorders, and all its chemical imbalances, when all it is is about a whiny young girl incapable to grow up. lazy and crippled. or maybe i read it too late, or liked the movie better.
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