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‘I swore never to be silent whenever human beings endure suffering and humiliation. We must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented’ 
– Elie Weisel

last modified Feb 24, 2004 at 1:40


Sunday, March 7, 2004

SUBUH

Dalam subuh yang dingin
Tika mata layu tak terbuka
Suara merdu sayup dibawa angin
Bukan hati tak peduli
Atau rasa kian pudar
Cuma jasad terasa berat
Azam telah goyah
Nafsu menyekat

Di bibir telinga
Ucap yang manis
Semanis madu
Menyeru merayu
Membuai roh ke alam ilusi
Jasad terbuai dari realiti

93632 | posted by dijon at 20:29 | 0 comments

Tuesday, February 24, 2004

WAR II

Years ago…
When war is mentioned
We will try our best to stop it
We will take all the precautions
In order to stop children, woman, families from all the sufferings that war could bring….

Nowadays…
Many seem to think
War is the perfect way to maintain peace
War is the perfect solution to much violence
War is the answer for all the suffering that humankind face
War determines who’s the real hero

They forget…
It’s war that cause so much sadness
When a land so much love was spilled with blood of our sisters and brothers…
It’s war that cause so much pain
When the smile that we get today is long gone tomorrow
It’s war that made us bitter and hopeless
It made us wanted to fight back…and it will never stop…

91470 | posted by dijon at 1:42 | 0 comments

Wednesday, February 11, 2004

Onlookers

I’m ashamed of living
In a world where humanities has no meaning
When human is driven by greed
When life is taken bit by bit
Fear instilled everywhere
Sadness crept in every lair

I’m so ashamed that I do nothing
To provide the tale with a happy ending
All that I can do is watch and listen
The madness a being bequest, the grief he embedded
To fathers, mothers, sons and daughters
Whose life are fed with fears
Whose emotion are filled with anger

They are better human than many of us
Their deeds spelled kindness more than anyone in the world
Yet they have to suffer pain more than any of us could endure
They are roused from their comfy pillow
To the sights of misery and sorrow

89368 | posted by dijon at 22:23 | 0 comments

Monday, February 9, 2004

hujan

Rintik hujan yang mencium bumi
Bukanlah persis srikandi

Bila sang mentari menunjukkan taringnya
Ia hilang entah ke mana
Mungkin ditelan bumi
Atau dijilat anjing

Adakala ia berani
Walau mentari masih garang
Dummmm…bersama temannya guruh dan petir
Tidak lagi silu menyentuh apa saja
Tanpa belas
Walau tubuh situa menggigil
Kanak-kanak bertempiaran mencari teduhan

Aduh…
Adakala ia sombong sekali
Tidak pernah peduli
Akan tanaman yang kehausan
Atau petani yang hilang pendapatan
Terus menerus berjoget dengan rancak
Diiringi siulan petir dan gendangan halilintar

89097 | posted by dijon at 21:56 | 0 comments

Wednesday, January 28, 2004

I don't belong

This is the path that I walked…
Since my adolescence…

This is the place
I learnt all my growing up lessons

It looks the same
Enhanced by modernization
Smells the same
With a little bit of pollution

It seems that…
I just don’t belong here anymore

The sullen skies, the frowning rocks and the cruel heat are so much for me to bear
The withered flowers, the parched soil and fetid breeze …

Where is all the beauty that was once treasured by everybody?
Is everyone so enthralled by modern living that they forget …
The smell of fresh leaves…
The sweet morning air…

The age of innocence has long gone
Come the age of wonders where nothing matters
Every mortals is immaterial
Living things mean nothing

Take me away
Take me to a place
To rest in peace

For I just don’t belong here…

87497 | posted by dijon at 0:43 | 0 comments

Sunday, December 7, 2003

lunch with god

I got something interesting in my mail 2day....

A little boy wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suit case with Twinkies and a six-pack of root beer and he started his journey. When he had gone about three blocks, he met an old man. He was sitting in the park just staring at some pigeons. The boy sat down next to him and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer, when he noticed that the old man looked hungry, so he offered him a Twinkie. The old man gratefully accepted it and smiled at him. His smile was so pleasant that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered him a root beer. Again, the old man smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word. As it grew dark, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up to leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the old man, and gave him a hug. He gave him his biggest smile ever. When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked him:
"What did you do today that made you so happy?
He replied: "I had lunch with God."
Before his mother could respond, he added:
"You know what? He's got the most beautiful smile I've ever seen!"
Meanwhile, the old man, also radiant with joy, returned to his home.
His son was stunned by the look of peace on his face and he asked:
"Dad, what did you do today that made you so happy?"
He replied: "I ate Twinkies in the park with God."
However, before his son responded, he added:
"You know, he's much younger than I expected."
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring.... all of which have the potential to turn a life around. People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.
Embrace all equally!

81773 | posted by dijon at 19:38 | 0 comments

Friday, December 5, 2003

pondok buruk 2

finally someone in the office got the mind to tape Pondok Buruk 2...and there i was crying myself out during the screening ...for those who've seen the PB 1, this is a must...Fauziah Nawi's char Mak Jah. made me think of my dear emak who's passed away in september...a strong willed lady who'd do anything for the husband and children...but poor Mak Jah as her children raised filled with love were blinded by city life...I wonder how many parents were left alone by their children...left to fend for themselves...i could see myself bathing Mak Jah, feeding her, dressing her, combing her hair, chatting away happily..I could see myself doing all these things with emak...but then it'll be a wishful thinking....

81494 | posted by dijon at 0:36 | 1 comments

Thursday, December 4, 2003

fly away

I’ve been waiting to do something for quite sometime. When I finally had the chance, things didn’t seem to be fairing well. A colleague who thinks she’s the boss is all I need to add to this feeling. I’m thinking of getting another job. Somewhere, where everybody’s business is nobody’s business. I just want to do my job without interruption. May be I should do a movie. A shot one. A story about a sicko who wanted to kill herself. This might be interesting. I’ve been thinking about the storyline for quite a while. I just need a little time to map it out on the PC. Then I’ll get a very good actor to act it out. Or worse, I’ll act. I’ll be everything. Actor, director, producer etc. then I won’t have to answer to anybody. People always think that all you need in life is a job that pays well and you don’t have to worry. They always forget the fact that in every office there’s always a bitch, a sucker and even a licker who’s willing to do anything to get to the top. They forget that working with this people is the damnedest thing that will ever happen in one’s career history. I’ve seen a lot of those during my job hopping years. And now, I still want to hop…for another job…for something else that worth my energy…

81454 | posted by dijon at 18:47 | 1 comments

Thursday, November 20, 2003

an old man and a lady

'berapa cucu ada?" the conversation started. They seemed to know each other...the talks went on and on and on until the man asked ' suami mana?' 'kerjalaaa' replied the woman...'buat pe kerje...time raya ni baikle jual lemang....boleh dapat sampai 3-4 ribu...baru cepat kaya' and the woman fired back 'tak payah le saya susah2 buat kerje berat2...dah penat jaga anak...biole diorang yang cari duit...kita ni dah tua...kaya pun tak penting''bukan ke kaya tu lambang kebesaran seseorang?' said the man. 'Bila-bila je kita ni dipanggil tuhan...yang penting anak2 senang sudah...orang tua tumpang gembira je...' etc etc...
what was interesting...they actually didn't know each other...
in a world where people are suspicious towards each other, these two converse without contempts...just like the old days...

80327 | posted by dijon at 20:30 | 0 comments

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

tupai2

a place that made my brain works like crazy...ideas seem to be pouring out, no platform to do so...

80127 | posted by dijon at 19:40 | 0 comments