Wednesday, May 13, 2009

十年老雨。:)

他拖着发臭的垃圾桶,往外头去。他静静地认真干活,有点吓人。我远远看着,十年前的我在干嘛? 而十年后的这个小伙子又会在哪?

他回来时,衣服都湿了大半。我以为那是汗,他说,那是雨水。

外头下着雨,我忘了。

然后他找不着替换的衣服,我说他不介意的话,我有一件。他耍帅说不,向我道谢。我也不勉强,只提点他当心患上感冒。

他得粘塔塔地,乘搭地铁回家。

是的,天气不好,得好好照顾身子。

十年前,就在他这个年纪,我也会耍帅。任由自己被雨水淋湿也不打紧,要妈妈担心。那时天真,帅比其他什么的都来的重要。我们会嫌弃老妈老土,怪她们想太多。

现在,我看见自己老土,啰嗦,会担心他人着凉。

当初看不见长辈的用心,年纪大了,越能明白他们的用心良苦。看来,我老了。呵呵。

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

To you. For me.

You were cheerful as usual, talkative as always, just slightly tired in the expressions. I know. You were trying to be you.

After all the Shit happened, even I doubt myself, for the ability to stay calm & positive like you. Even at my age now, the pictures of living my life with just 1 leg terrifies me.

Which is why when you asked, what else can you do? You dumbed me.

I was catching an array of light in the darkness...I hope it stays, but it keeps fading away.

What if the day comes?

I let you take the lead. & teased you, saying then only I be able to laugh out loud if you fall. You weren't mad. I know. I know you knew why I said so.

In d cookies of life, friends r d chocolate chip... Some r bitter, others are sweet...but most of us love it as it is.

Be brave. I'm sending our my prayers. Stay strong. We are gonna shed into tears no more.

When the day comes, I'll be here standing.

When the day comes, & I wish, you all will be there standing.

Friday, May 8, 2009

年度电影之后。

《Slumdog Millionaire》你们看了没?

我看了,觉得不错,称得上很好。电影的成功,掀起了一股热潮。Oscar更将片里头三位年纪亲亲的小孩,老远从孟买风风光光送往电影城,共襄盛举。其中两人,现实生活里,可是的而且确活在贫民窑里的。也许,他们一生中,不会再有另一个机会,衣着光鲜地离家那么远。

他们是幸运的。幸运之后,究竟留给了他们些什么?

他们开始不习惯,嫌弃自己长大的城市又热又脏,说他们那里的人粗鲁没礼貌。他们开始憧憬外面的世界,期盼着回到那里的一天。

然后某天,报导说小女生的爸爸,打算高价将她出售。我们于是觉得,他怎么可以这样子,把女儿当摇钱树?

我想,如果我们不是因为这部电影,我们不会知道孟买贩卖人口的实例。而这么篇报道,在那里该也只是家常便饭。爸爸如果可以,为何不将她卖高价点?假设卖了她,得按着良心流着泪,养活剩余一家大小,究竟是对是错?

我们看得见,于是我们在乎,依据自己的逻辑发言。

我们不关心,这部电影让他们知道,自己活在的是一个这么样的地方,究竟是善举还是残忍?没人理会年纪小小的他们被捧上天,再被血淋淋送回现实,对他们心理建设的影响有多大?

电影退烧后的日子,他们得靠自己,学会看清这个世界究竟是怎么一回事。

电影很好看,没错。它娱乐了一些人,也愚弄了一些人。

Thursday, April 23, 2009

花尊问事。

我办着事,正起身要走,被两位小姐叫住了。我步过去,心想她们要些什么,想着如何快快将她们打发掉。

她们俩,算很漂亮,穿着摩登得体。其中一人,将两手叉在胸前,口里嚼着果糖什么的。另一个,正将一颗糖缓缓放入口中。

叉手那个,劈头第一句便问: How you get your staff ah?

我摸不着头脑,将log book抱着,回问:You mean?

I mean, how you get your staff, is it by putting advertisement or something? 然后他瞄了瞄我的名,oh you are Tim!! The outlet manager...

Basically we just put a signboard on, then we hire part timer here. We only put out advertisement on newspaper if we have a major hiring for managers etc...

In what newspaper? 她问。

The Star. Just some major papers...我开始有一句没一句。她的朋友,默默点头,象告诉她正问着废话。

这个世界,就是有这种人。自负?仰或自以为是?向人讨教,却叉着手嘴嚼食物,一点礼貌也不懂。而且不懂得介绍自己,说明来意,以为长得美谁都会乐意和她滔滔不绝?

什么时候起,人越聪明,越懂得追求,却越发显得没有涵养。我们被不断灌输如何求进步讲水准,而忘却何谓谦卑和礼仪。

How do you get this job? 她又问。

From internet... 我心想,这有何关系。

Jobstreet?

Yes. 屁,我暗骂。难道我得全告诉你?Are you going to open a restaurant or something?回问,仿佛是最好的解脱。

Errm...kind of. 她道,手依旧叉着,亮片耳环随着嚼动的嘴巴微微晃动。

Do you have a friend or someone who's looking for the job as General Manager?她的朋友开口,语气明显礼貌得多。

No. 我答,干净利落。

那位小姐,我从头到尾,唯一欣赏她一件事,就是她看得出我对她的厌恶,和冷冷回应的面容。徐而将话题切断,暗地里摆了副不可一世的丑脸。我看到,也没怎样,说声谢谢掉头走。

请她学懂何谓礼貌,再来。

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

心力。


那天,我和几个友人,围在马六甲的某小贩中心吃饭聊天。周围人声嘈杂,四处灯光灿烂,日子依旧,没什么特别。而世界各处,正熄灯一小时。希望可以藉由大家的力量,传输节约能源的意识,为环保尽一份力。

日子天天过去,那份力哪去了?还在不在?又或,它是否曾经真正巩固于人们心中?

关于那个活动,看到的,顶多是每个角落熄灯前后的分别报导。口头提到的,不外是我们到了何处,做了什么,看见了谁。

究竟,这些有什么意义?没人静静的将电灯电视冷气电脑关掉,和家人朋友谈论环保。也没有牵着伴侣的手,在夜空下缓缓的散步联络感情。

有人说得好,我们及时行乐的技术高明得可以。不参与不行,参与了便得要特别。所以会有什么什么活动,猛搞噱头,及时捞人一笔。如果明年,忽然有个什么熄灯演唱会,关灯倒数活动,Marion Denise在某处造势,不必感到意外,我们不过是将陋性发挥得淋漓尽致。

没有根深蒂固的意识,心意传送不对不足,一切莫过于假象,轻薄得让人叹息。

地球依旧运作,人们依然纸醉金迷,榨弄着地球资源,持续为高烧着的地球加温。

如果哪天,地球有能力将它身上的一切所有停顿一小时,那会是什么样的景象?会否有阳光照射都会嗡嗡作响的可能?土壤绿叶香气浓郁醉人的也许?

那天,我没参与,不代表我没心意。参与了的,也不全是白费力气。不过我们始终还得努力,明天要做得更好。

Monday, March 23, 2009

选择,代价。

不经意看了一些旧照,看见了快乐。

那时,我们可以共事,也可以一块嬉闹。平衡得好,便不会有差错。

为何现在,默契没了?

也许,旧人走了,新人进来,要彼此间的火花热起来,总得需要点时间。想当初,我也费了不少时间,对大伙儿慢慢了解,将一个团队成型。可能,不是所有新人,都能够我新上任的头衔服从。所以,会感受到他们对我背后的指点,还有刻意的恶意相向。

还是,我变了?

我选择了和他们保持距离,方便办事。不想和他们谈得太多,是因为他们脑袋里装的,不可能理解我要表达的话语。问题都由我来承担的话,将距离拉开点,大家没有那么难看。

我将自己封闭了,默契瓦解,其实理所当然。选择了不去平衡,面具下的真实面,在一切是非之后,我开始费力将其掩盖。

是的,何时起,我变了。喜悦,是代价。

Saturday, March 14, 2009

9 Lives.

He stepped into the shop, finds it different from normal days. Too quiet, as if all the equipments were dead. The silence, together with the heavy rain outside, chilled him.

"Oh No!!" He said to himself. Knowing what exactly is happening.

He checked the fuse. It's off, as expected. The heavy rain last night would have probably caused a short circuit. He switched it on, & re channel the power into all the machines.

Suddenly, one of the plug explodes. He was shocked, the noise & fire sparks scares him. Yet he pulled the plug out, while his staff ran away for safety. He didn't blame him for being coward, it's just a human nature to get protection. He ensured the plug is removed, & re on the main power supply.

"POP!!!" An explosion again. This time is not the plug, it's the safety fuse that blew.

He called the maintenance team, telling them what is happening. The guy told him to unplugged everything, make sure everything is not connected, switch on the power again & check the plugs one by one.

He has heard this same thing more than once. But this time is different, he was truly shocked that the explosion can recur even with all the plugs pulled out. 3rd time. 4th time. It's not some firecrackers, it's some pure power crossover that could have caused a tragedy.

Finally the maintenance guy came. Since he claimed it's a big problem he couldn't fix. The guy checked. Explosions again. 5, 6, 7...

Both of them were frighten. But they both have the responsibilities to get the problem solved. Luckily the fire never burns the their hands. Fortunately they were never injured when investigating. For one of them is expecting his 1st baby boy due out in a week or 2.

9. Total is 9 explosions. Somebody asked: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Well, what can I do? Do you expect me to ask some junior or low level to do the task?"

When they are responsible, they gotta stay firm no matter how worse the situation is. When we don't see, we think some jobs are easy, & the tasks are tiny. Every scenarios, merely makes him be more grateful. They makes him respect each & everyone around him even more.

A mistakes would have bring terrible ends to them, they knew, but they have no choice. They are just doing what is right.

Friday, March 6, 2009

爱,恨和贱。

友人说:"i'm planning to holiday in Malaysia. Maybe June or July. With my new girlfriend."

"huh?! i thought you just married last year?" 我问。

"yupe. but now i'm on the way to divorce. it was like hell man!!" 他笑道,丝毫没有一点愧疚的意味。

某种程度上,我是觉得他该给与女生一点尊严,也尊重自己。毕竟,就算女生再难搞,婚姻生活再难熬,离婚手续还没办妥,便展开另一端恋情,是有点难看。难听点,这个男人,很贱。

爱里,可以有恨。

恨你雨天傻傻地为我撑伞,自己半身湿透也不在乎,感冒了说没什么,睡一下便好。恨你胆敢在大众睽睽之下,屈身换我点头说:I Do。恨你,让我没有说不的可能。

当爱意退去,取而代之的,究竟是什么?

恨里,丝毫没有爱的空间。

恨她不懂温柔,只会念不停说我不会照顾自己,要她担心。恨她没有了光彩,只会躲在家里,不停地在不对的时候拨我的电话号码。恨她,让我感受到莫名的沉重。

当恨意衍生,它取代了爱,扭曲了对方的心意,让人厌恶眼前人,忘却两人过去的山盟海誓。

他忘了,当天他跪在那里,期盼着她点头时的全心全意。那时,她是他的全部,摇个头会要了他的命。

她记得,当天她站在那里,泪流着点头时他绽放的笑容。那时,他是她的全部,她的命在那一刻交到他手里。

一个人可以忘记,但不可以忽视。不然,便是贱。

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

别说我没办事!!! :)

我不毛遂自荐,却某种程度上成了一年一度UP6W gathering的organizer。所以,为了不让大家念到臭头,也尽量让大家有个难忘的reunion,我(们)决定:

时间:大年初一 260109
还是时间:傍晚 7:30PM (可以改)
哪里:晓慧家 (该是Duyung)
做啥:搞pot luck**!!!

**pot luck - 大家各别带些吃得饱的喝得下得,到某个朋友的家聚餐,小聚什么的。如果你现在知道它为何物,请大方承认你是山姑suagu!!! 毕竟我也被某人这么赞美过,呵呵。

一些小提点:

一,请尽量穿着整齐,只要自己觉得美也算OK。虐待相机可是很贱的。

二,看到uncle auntie要记得叫人,说些吉利的话,别让人说没礼貌。

三,请尽量准时。早到早退还可以接受,迟到早退的话...小心一些。记得,是7.30PM到,不是自己爽7.30PM从家里出发。

四,没有交通工具的,像我,请厚起脸皮要人载送。有车的,请发挥大爱精神,问人有谁愿意“上你”车,也测测你有多受欢迎。

五,pot luck不设限价码,也不规定谁带些什么,全看心意去到哪里。大概带足够一人份的量就好, agak agak一个意思。我们就看到时会不会有二十粒西瓜,十支coca-cola,却没有半点东西吃的局面...

六,带些扑克牌什么的,可以化解没有话题的尴尬。当然,有人带上PS3的话,我会心存感激,祝你万事胜意。

七,还有什么?! 想不到咧...

八,读到这篇废物的诸位,请帮帮忙向那些不用facebook,也不写blog的挚友传达。澄清一下,从没有人说过gathering在初四搞,谣言不可轻信!!! 也请帮忙向某些黄种蕉翻译。

九,以上的全部都还可以吧??

十,还可以哦? 谢谢谢谢,我那一点点(真的一点点)努力不算什么。

祝大家,一年比一年好,开心,健康,安稳。期待着我们的聚会。到时见 ^^

ABU

PS: 有问题的话尽管问,我答不上当白问。