My testimonial on Jus Annona

If she didn't ask, I wouldn't have noticed. Coz it feels so natural that to frown a question wondering why is just not natural. After almost 3 weeks consistently taking a dose of jus annona in d morning on an empty stomach, the most obvious change I'm feeling is no more that dragging lethargic feeling in d evening after work. Used to feel it everyday, n used to blame the hot n wet malaysian weather for it.

I can't remember exactly when my energy was improved, but I did notice that after a day of fasting on a fine hot day of Monday this week, I was still pumped for a 2hr session of badminton with the girls at 9pm-11pm. I guess I was pretty 'excited' around the court, my chondromalacia knee condition gave me a visit d very next day n im still in recovery mode since. Nevermind that but this just goes to say that, my energy really improved!

I want to wake up to this, every morning. Smiling silly.

I had a bad case of fever on Yuna's first home coming concert in Penang. It was dreadful enough for me to function, my brain couldn't overcome the thought of, "it seemed like I couldn't remember what it was like to feel well.." But once the live electric guitar of Kyoto Project came to life, the vibrations shot through every cell, waking my nerves and my body forgot the sickness, and so was I, came back to life.  

I had a period of melancholy once. I knew it would drag me down to depression. At this moment of my life, I would say that I have not reached that period, but if I were to describe it then, I would certainly have categorized my case as being depressed. My brain kept trying to remedy me out of the case but the heart wants what the heart wants just as the heart feels what the heart feels yeah, so there I was, shutting down my facebook account, wallowing in me, myself and I. And then I listened to Yuna. The ones, before she sounds all too tribal-harmony for my taste nowadays. The ones where she renders heartbreak and happiness, fears and frustrations, infatuation and love in a melody that is deep, dark but combine that with her voice, strangely becoming therapeutic to my well being, bringing both the heart and the brain in sync for the recovery. They still are my go to recovery choice whenever I, at times, wonder around the edge of that territory again, not a spa and massage, not a hot bath in a tub, but Yuna's songs.

      "In high defenition, I'm dreaming of you
      With my disposition, I'm losing my cool
      With my everything, I'd give anything to be with you.."


Opera. I cannot handle this genre. It is too overwhelming. Always telling the human emotions in the deepest possible way, be it of sorrow or despair, it always sounds so tragic. Be it of triumphant or about love and happiness, these genre will just raise me to a point where it gets too overwhelmed, a content too heavy to hold and I'd eventually breakdown. I hate breaking down. It still did not help me from having hit with the same effect when I attended the Beauty and The Beast the musical, although it wasn't exactly an Opera. But, the sensation it triggers is just too raw but yet too fine to dislike, I just have to have a dose of Opera once in a while. Tell me if this rendition of O Mio Babbino Caro isn't too overwhelming, and, Broadway has to be made available in Penang (or Kulim, why not??) on a permanent basis.

And then, there are some songs that just makes my day, probably like a quick dosage of C17H21NO4 for good feeling. Add another one to this list is Paramore's Still Into You. This song got me smiling silly. Makes me forget the heavy topics in my head. Is it the guitar or the lyrics or the way hayley sings it? You know, I don't know. Didn't I say this song makes me forget the heavy topics in my head?

      "I should be over all the butterflies
      but I'm into you, I'm into you
      
      Let them wonder how we got this far
      Coz I don't really need to wonder at all.."
   

Enjoy: Paramore's Still Into You

Can't count the years on one hand

That we've been together

I need the other one to hold you

Make you feel, make you feel better

It's not a walk in the park

To love each other

But when our fingers interlock,

Can't deny, can't deny you're worth it

'Cause after all this time I'm still into you

I should be over all the butterflies

But I'm into you (I'm into you)

And baby even on our worst nights

I'm into you (I'm into you)

Let 'em wonder how we got this far

'Cause I don't really need to wonder at all

Yeah, after all this time I'm still into you

Recount the night that

I first met your mother

And on the drive back to my house

I told you that, I told you that I loved ya

You felt the weight of the world

Fall off your shoulder

And to your favorite song

We sang along to the start of forever

And after all this time I'm still into you

I should be over all the butterflies

But I'm into you (I'm into you)

And baby even on our worst nights

I'm into you (I'm into you)

Let 'em wonder how we got this far

'Cause I don't really need to wonder at all

Yeah, after all this time I'm still into you

Some things just, some things just make sense

And one of those is you and I (Hey)

Some things just, some things just make sense

And even after all this time (Hey)

I'm into you, baby, not a day goes by

That I'm not into you

I should be over all the butterflies

But I'm into you (I'm into you)

And baby even on our worst nights

I'm into you (I'm into you)

Let 'em wonder how we got this far

'Cause I don't really need to wonder at all

Yeah, after all this time

I'm still into you

I'm still into you

I'm still into you

Soon....

Day 04 – A song that makes you sad

This topic falls on a Saturday, I was not about to get melancholy over the weekend, so I decided to postpone to Monday. Naturally, Monday is a mourning day. 

Or it should be but today, mostly everything conveniently went according to plan, despite the scorching hot weather. Makes me wonder for a bit if i should stall this topic a little bit longer.

But I think it is a little bit unhealthy to have a lingering melancholic topic somewhere in the back of your mind. I have to let it out.

So for a song that makes me sad is actually a compilation of songs. Some are poetic, some are romantic, but nevertheless, listening to them makes me feel...sad. The songs are mostly composed and sang by the same person. It is not because that I used to live in a melancholic time frame where this set of songs were famous back then, it is rather, the the person, who composed and sang these songs struck a chord deep inside, not just me, but many others. I couldn't help from feeling, i'm sorry for repeating this word over and over again, but no word resonates more accurate representation of what I feel than the word, melancholic, whenever I listen to his songs. So here are some of his songs lyrics, which I hope would trigger the same feeling, or at least understanding why I have chosen them as my sad song(s).

Getaran jiwa melanda hatiku
Tersusun nada, irama dan lagu 

Andai dipisah lagu dan irama
Lemah tiada berjiwa… hampa

As the next generation born after the death of P.Ramlee, we have had only his movies and the songs from his movies to remind us of him. Amazingly, one thing registers amongst us about him, he is, legendary. No other malay movies touch him the way his movies touch us. Though I grew up listening to Radio 4 and living my young adult life to hitz, mix and fly fms, I dare say, and on behalf of many others, P.Ramlee is our pride. 

Tunggu sekejap
Wahai kasih
Kerana hujan masih renyai
Tunggu sekejap
Dalam pelukan asmaraku

Try listening to this song for once, and tell me if you are not smiling. ;)

Bini muda, Hasnah : ohhh sebelum awak nak kerja kan saya, saya koooreeekk biji mata awak
Bini tua, Tipah : amboi dah dirampas laki kita, bijik mata kita dia nak korek
- filem Madu 3

hai mambang biru mambang kuning mambang angin mambang laut...
.. mambang mabok minum brandy - filem Pendekar Bujang Lapok

I Want Iblis Tonic ... Give Me Syaitan & Tonic .. and then give me Haji Bakhil & Tonic, get out, get out! - filem Labu Labi

hey owang sebelah, apa yang ngko wel wel wel kan tu hah - filem Masam Masam Manis
awat yang galah hang terjuloq terjuntai masuk bilik aku ni hoh? Nah hai.. Hang taghik la balik - filem Masam Masam Manis

Watching his happy go lucky movies, led us to imagine that everything used to be pleasant sunny sunshine way back when. No matter how many times I watched his movies, I would never fail to laugh at the characters' antics. Again, I dare say on behalf of many others, we  would wait for our favourite lines in the movies and would burst out laughing like it was the first time us hearing those lines. That is how incredible he is, thus lands him the legendary stature.


Then the true revelation came from History Channel. The life of P.Ramlee, his version of 'THS' was made and aired on History Channel through Astro, instead of RTM. Why you ask, coz RTM fucked him and they fucked him real bad, all those SENIMAN people, they fucked him to his lowest, and to a point where we, the future generation becomes, "..a nation that can't quite forgive itself for the way they have treated.." a legend. 

Dengar
Oh! Jeritan batinku
Memekik-mekik
Memanggil-manggil
Namamu selalu
Sehari kurasa sebulan
Hatiku tiada tertahan
Ku pandang kiri
Ku pandang kanan
Di kau tiada…

Risau
Batinku menangis risau
Makin kau jauh
Makin hatiku bertambah kacau
Mengapa kita berpisah
Tak sanggup menahan asmara
Oh! Dengarlah
Jeritan batinku

To this day, there will never be another P.Ramlee, a common phrase many would utter on TV. But here is the reality check, for the way the seniman people ill treated him in the past, local movie industry, post P.Ramlee to this day, are cursed. Rubbish are produced every year, as I have blogged before, local movies, "tak sah kalau lelaki tak jerkah2, pompuan tak jerit2 and scene rogol2". dafuq. really. How degrading. Tak cukup dgn tu, gangster, rempit, bohjan, bohsia, berturut-turut. Tolong interview mai sat mamat n minah ganster rempit bohjan bohsia mana yg insaf lepas tgk muvi-muvi ni. Seriously. Karya-karya post P.Ramlee era are cursed, with bullshit. Open your mind and start analyzing local films and tv dramas, kenapa ada dialog-dialog kurang ajar banyak sangat. Is this the legacy we are living for our future generation about us? I have a glimpse of how it was way back when in P.Ramlee films. I DEFINITELY CAN'T CONDONE rempits, bohsia, bohjan, kl gansters, kl menjerit, pontianak, kuntilanak AS OUR LEGACY WHERE OUR FUTURE GENERATION CAN HAVE A GLIMPSE ON OUR WAY OF LIFE! Filem2 P.Ramlee tak payah buat script watak-watak kurang ajar pun, and they are legendary! 

"bapak yang bersalah..bapak yang membesarkan sazali dengan penuh kasih sayang dan kemewahan. segala kemahuan sazali bapak turutkan. segalanya sudah terlambat!!"

Now, people, this is how a watak kurang ajar is done in the legendary way.


True, there will never be another such great artist. But just what is wrong with our people , the Malays, to have treated him with such disrespect and devalued him during his post-Singapore days. He came back to develop local film industry and they treated him like they would the lepers. When he passed away, they awarded him Tan Sri and this and that, like they were glad finally nobody would steal their spot light and shit. 

I am so sorry, deeply saddened and full of regret by the way he left this world, poor, despite the many movies and songs, probably feeling defeated, alone, having not completely accomplished his dream to the fullest.  

Nevertheless, the Malays will never learn. Dengki khianat is too deep within them. History seems to be on its way of repeating itself with the way Tun Mahathir is being treated nowadays. When he is gone, when we will be cursed with rubbish leaders, maybe then we'll know? I don't think so. 

Tiada kata secantik bahasa 
Untuk ku puji adinda 
Tiada gambar secantik lukisan 
Nak ku tunjuk perasaan.

Day 03 – A song that makes you happy

Lenny Kravitz's It Ain't Over 'Til It's Over

..everytime.

I don't really have an explanation to this preference. I think it is the melody. It sounds cool to me. I imagined strolling in the spring time's shady sunshine afternoon.

I rarely think of flowers. Not really fond of them. I have tried at making a garden around my house but the activities involved in maintaining them are just not from the heart. What I'm trying to say is, maintenance becomes a chore. You can take th

e hint from the choice of word here, maintenance instead of caring. In the process of gradually changing my interest, I have tried at having a pot of greens in my bathroom, where watering them should be less tasking than brushing my teeth, however, it has only made me convinced even more that plants, gardening and me, we're not in the same clique. It just doesn't click.

But this song, makes me think of the spring time, complete with the shady greenies and flower beds along the paths, and benches for me to sit if I decided to freeze the moment for a little bit. The weather is 20 or 21 degrees Celcius, convenient for me to relax in a long sleeved tee, shirt or a leather jacket, anything goes, never too hot nor too cold.

Endorphins flowing, a smile is evident so this definitely is my happy song.