Whilst Still Here

Let there be voice,

However silent it may be,

Like the wind that shakes the trees,

And the comfort feeling on the face, 

Only to see it through the leaf-dance in grace;


Whilst still here,

Before an abyss,

Or a perpetual Heaven,

Regardless


The time is so near,

Whilst still here

A Thousand Million

Journey of a thousand million,
Dream of a thousand Cellos,
A song from a lone Piano,

The gift of gift is in giving,
for the best of giving,
is in the spreading,
of an endless happiness

A Cat that Once Was

Cheerful orange that eats grass
Unlike his other comrades
A colorful orange that calms the heart

Calls in purrs from afar
Waiting at the door
Wanting to be pet
Asking to be fed
Praying to be let
With his master he sat

He was the cat that once was
And that day we were rushing off
Though he called his last calls
A voice of deep distress
Only to get a scold

So he gave me the dying eyes
The same eyes like those before and after
Saying goodbyes
And he left as a cat that once was
The jewel of this house

Waiting in the higher heaven

Le Premier Bonhour du Jour

The first luck of the day,
is the ribbon of the sun,

The last luck of the day,
is the lamp that goes off,

The eternal luck of the days,
is the shining light we have inside.

The Settling Haze

Glimpse of the sun,
Red as it can be,
Reappearing on the horizon,
Through the thick haze,
How long has it been?
One asks,
Three or four or eternity?
Regardless, a promise of being happy.
With us three.
Towards Al-Firdausi.

An Old Ride

An old bicycle ride, to markets and selling doughnuts,
And ever since upgraded, to chopper to superbike and flashy ride,
Where speed seems to speak a language of pride,

Almost

Almost there, almost reaching, almost finding,
Almost getting, almost flying,
Almost lost, almost found,

Sunrise

Walked past the Woods,
Looking for the end of the Rainbow,
And I found something better,
A smiling Sun, arising.
Reaching.

Somewhere

Where?
Somewhere
Running?
I would rather be walking.

Sunset

Something used to be so close;
Now seems so far;
Will the running against the Sunset,
Catch the last rainbow?
Before its dark again?

Before its dark again.

Political Economy - Revisiting Polanyi's Great Transformation

It is widely known that human behaviors will never be consistent and constant. The extraction of meaning to this statement brings about the differences in the interpretation of market system of the great minds in the past and current. To state that one school of thoughts provides a higher moral values and justice to the behaviors of an institution – either market or political system is an injustice on its own.

Political Economy - Institutions & Electoral System

The way society behaves requires development and maintenance of institutions which are beneficial to frame certain behavior expectations and values in the society. Most people would be taken aback if there is a glaring statement made about controlling and conforming to certain ideas and behavioral values. The same is even critical in the arena of politics where constantly ideas and values are propagated to the society in order to maintain a certain degree of control and social order.

Waking Up

Let the Sunshine In, its time to wake up.
For so long from a deep slumber.

The War has officially begun.
Know the Cave, know when and where the Sun rises and sets
Know the Friends and the Foes.

A wise man may finally understood a Signature almost forgotten.

The Love from the King of all Kings.

The rest is Silence.

Le Fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain

This is for you Amelie, and to Forrest "Forrest" Gump, and to Pink Martini.

The Shattered Dreams

There once lived a boy belonged to a family who didn't make much, enough to meet end's need.

As with every little boy in the world, the little boy had a dream ever since he set his eyes on this one particular plastic robot. A cheap imitation of transformers. It was a train that could transform into a gigantic robot.

Solla Alaikallah

The stars.
The Moon
The Land
The Light

The Day the Music Died

The Day the Music Died, an American Pie

The Clouds that make us Dark,
Kuala Lumpur City Center, an evening of 2011.

nuuun

Nuuun. By the pen and what they inscribe,
You are not, by the favor of your Lord, a madman.
And indeed, for you is a reward uninterrupted.
And indeed, you are of a great moral character.

Humility

They who say things to you,
When they is you and you is me,

The Last Ramadhan

Will you know things you know?
You don’t
Will you feel things you feel?
You might
Lucky are ones who reached the light before the darkness
From eyes wide shut
Lucky are ones who whatever comes what may
Will smile and pray

The Happiness

Sometimes it can make you smile,
In solidarity, in reflecting,
Of the things of the past.
When once you felt it was an end
When it was just another beginning
When once you felt it was the biggest thing
When it was just yet another thing

Wakafa billahi wakila

Bergembiralah si ibu,
For I have and forever will cherish you.
Bergembiralah si ayah,
For the grants and blessings from Allah.
Bergembiralah wearer of the ring,
For I have stepped this far for what it brings.

The Handkerchief

This;
is the handkerchief;
That will remind you of your mischiefs;

The Sun

By the Sun and his glorious splendour;
By the Moon as she follows him;

The Prayers


Prayers
from the Holy Quran
In personal order: